For the next two days, Zhou Shiqi stayed at home and did not go anywhere.
However, in order to ease the embarrassment of being alone with Ye Ziran, he spent most of his time hiding in the Qianyuan Realm, out of sight but out of mind.
Euphemistically speaking, he has just entered the peak of the Mortal Transformation Realm, and is in urgent need of proficiency and mastery of this skyrocketing realm and power.
He also explained that this was also to prepare for overcoming the tribulation and entering the realm of dragon transformation as soon as possible.
Ye Ziran, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, was so angry that he clenched his teeth tightly. He held a bag of potato chips and kept putting them into his mouth one after another.
"Kacha kacha..."
When biting the potato chips, Ye Ziran clearly felt like he was chewing someone's meat, quite hard.
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On the other side, the death of Old Turtle plunged the entire Shanghai base into an atmosphere of grief and sadness.
In the past two days, except for some members who were away on missions and did not have time to come back, most of the remaining members who stayed behind had already attended the memorial service of the old turtle and paid homage to its remains.
Because the death of the old turtle might be linked by some interested people with the attack on the Casamonica family, Zuo Jie decided to keep the death of the old turtle a secret for the time being, at least until the limelight had passed.
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He only informed a few people except the members of the Shanghai Base of the death of Old Wugui.
Tang Qianhe is naturally one of them.
Zuo Jie's purpose was very simple. He wanted Tang Qianhe to urge his superiors to issue Wang Dazhuang's ministerial appointment letter as soon as possible.
Now that the old turtle is dead, the hearts of the Shanghai base are floating, and this letter of appointment is urgently needed to stabilize the morale of the military.
At the same time, in order to fulfill the old turtle's instructions, Zuo Jie also hoped that Wang Dazhuang could take over the post of director of the Shanghai Base as soon as possible, and did not want new changes to occur because the time was delayed for too long.
Old Wugui's memorial service was held in a relatively spacious conference room at the Shanghai base.
In the center of the conference room, in the huge crystal coffin, the body of the old turtle lay quietly in it, his face was very peaceful, as if he was asleep.
The crystal coffin was surrounded by wreaths and flower baskets composed of yellow and white chrysanthemums.
On both sides of the table in the corner of the conference room were filled with fruits and snacks, and in the middle were two black and white photos of the deceased.
One is a photo of the old turtle's turtle face, and the other is his image as an old man after turning into a human form.
In the incense burner in front of these two photos, three pillars of fragrance are rising, and curls of cigarette smoke are rising.
"Master Gou, you haven't slept for two days and two nights, and you haven't eaten much. It's definitely not going to work like this. Grandpa Xuangui certainly doesn't want to see you in this state of despair."
Looking at the kid's clone who was wearing linen clothes and wearing a white hat on his head, and was covering the old turtle with hemp and mourning, it seemed like he had lost his soul. He was just burning paper money repeatedly like a machine. Chen Xiaozhi frowned and couldn't help but persuade him.
He said: "Master Gou, just listen to my advice and go eat something first. Just let me and Mei Ji watch over here. We promise not to let the incense go out."
Mei Ji nodded slightly and said smoothly: "Yes, Wang Dazhuang, if this continues, your body will not be able to bear it."
"If you really don't want to rest, then you have to eat something, right?"
"It won't take you long to have a meal."
The little kid's clone waved his hands. Just when he was about to say that he wasn't hungry, his stomach growled at an inappropriate time, so he had to swallow back the words that came to his lips.
Chen Xiaozhi and Mei Ji looked at each other and smiled. Their bodies were so honest, let's see how hard you still speak.
The kid's clone could only stand up helplessly and shook his head, while muttering softly: "When did these two people become so understanding? Could it be that they are having an affair?"
While saying this, the kid's clone secretly looked at the two of them.
Both Chen Xiaozhi and Mei Ji blushed on the spot, their eyes looked away in a panic, and the two of them moved away from each other without leaving a trace.
Seeing the two people's covert appearance, the little kid's clone remained calm on the outside, but in fact he was very happy in his heart.
Although I don’t know if these two people can go further, judging from the current situation, this is a good start.
As friends, the brat's clones are sincerely happy for them.
Ever since, the little boy's clone winked at the two of them for a while, grinned and said: "Well, Lao Chen, and sister Meiji, I'll leave this to you."
"I'm going to have something to eat in the base restaurant first. This meal time may be a bit long. You two can take advantage of my absence to talk about your ideals in life."
"However, you two had better take it easy. After all, Grandpa Turtle might be watching you!"
After saying that, the little boy's clone laughed loudly and ran away quickly.
Chen Xiaozhi and Mei Ji were left staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, looking at each other in silence. After looking away, they sat on the futon with red faces and remained silent.
Mr. Dog, you will gain weight soon, I will help you!
Wang Dazhuang, that damn dog, what are you talking about?
"The favorability score from Chen Xiaozhi is -66..."
"Favorability from Mei Ji, -66..."
After leaving the conference room, the smile on the kid's clone's face quickly faded away.
Just when he went straight to the base restaurant and passed through the base hall, he passed by a group of strangers.
At first, he didn't take it to heart. Even though he had joined the Shanghai Base for more than half a year, he knew only a handful of people, and most of them had only met face to face.
However, the little kid's clone saw an acquaintance among this group of people.
And judging from the way the other party tried hard to hide his figure and dodge, it was obvious that the other party had also discovered him.
The little boy's clone stopped and frowned slightly: "I must have read it correctly, that old boy must be Zhao Dahu."
"It's just that Zhao Dahu is not a formal member of the Shanghai Base at all. How could he come here?"
"No, Zhao Dahu is obviously just a follower, and his apparent identity is actually that of an immortal creature."
"In other words, the group of people just now were all sent by immortal creatures?"
After clearing his thoughts, the brat's clone frowned even more tightly.
The Shanghai base has always been closed to the public, but now people with immortal creatures are allowed to come and go freely in the Shanghai base. It would be fine if the little kid's clone doesn't run into him. He is too lazy to pay attention to these bullshit.
things.
But now that he happened to meet him, it would be a bit unreasonable for him to pretend that he hadn't seen him.
In fact, the little kid's clone is also a little curious at the moment. On the one hand, he wants to know the purpose of the immortal creature's coming here. On the other hand, he wants to find out who ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall and gave him immortality.