Wangcai was stunned for a moment, never dreaming that Zhenbei Wind Energy would be related to Shen Gongbao.
But after thinking about it, I also felt that Zhen Beifeng was indeed qualified for this high-level spy job.
At least with his ability to adapt to the wind, Zhenbeifeng can always find the right direction at the right time.
This is not difficult to see from his previous decisive withdrawal from Imperial College.
"In this way, the old slave will understand."
After understanding Ding Xiaoyi's thoughts, Wangcai naturally took care of the rest.
No matter whether people like Zhen Beifeng are directly attracted or forced to surrender by force, people will not be reassured.
After all, Zhen Beifeng is not a child, but a cunning and cunning old fox.
Force may be able to make him surrender temporarily, but once he gets the chance, he will never be merciful when he bites back.
Just like this time, Zhen Beifeng, sensing an opportunity, decisively chose to betray Jia Baosan.
Therefore, to make Zhen Beifeng obediently sacrifice his life for him, Ding Xiaoyi still needs to use another identity, a being that is so powerful that Zhen Beifeng does not dare to think of betrayal.
Like Bitser, he still firmly believes in the existence of that mysterious master.
This is why when Zhen Beifeng left, he shouted an unreasonable slogan to him inexplicably.
The sense of mystery created starts from this moment, and Wangcai will take care of the rest.
When Zhen Beifeng realizes that there is a huge organization standing in front of him, as well as an unknown mystery, and that he is even favored by this unknown mystery and pays special attention to it, I believe it will be easier for him to join in.
He collected all the remaining wandering souls in the city into the Great Seal. He planned to take these wandering souls back and send them to the City of Fushun.
As for those who have turned into evil ghosts, they will be handed over directly to the Ghost King's Mansion.
Then he checked Mr. Li's injuries.
Mr. Li's injury was serious, but not fatal. He only needed to return to the union to rest for a while.
It's just that Mr. Li's psychic creature was destroyed. I'm afraid that after Mr. Li recovers from his injuries, his strength will be greatly reduced.
People from the trade union also hurried over at this time. After all, such a big earthquake at the end would naturally attract the attention of the trade union.
The leader, Master Jiu, also rushed over immediately. They got the news from Bitser and only then did they know that such a big thing had happened.
At this time, he rushed over and saw Jia Baosan's headless body. Master Jiu's old face was blackened from beginning to end.
It wasn't until the medical team confirmed that Li Chuanhai was fine that Jiuye's face showed some relief.
It has only been more than two years since we last met, and Master Jiu has become much older than before.
Not only was he physically aging, Ding Xiaoyi discovered that the old man's spiritual energy had also declined drastically.
He frowned slightly when he saw this, but then he thought, maybe this was related to biotechnology, and he felt relieved when he thought of this.
"Let's go for a walk together. I just have something to say to you."
After learning that Li Chuanhai was fine, Master Jiu invited him to take a walk together. The two walked side by side on the ruins.
Looking at the dilapidated ruins in front of them, both of them were not in a good mood.
"Xiao Yi, thanks to you this time." After a moment, Master Jiu broke the silence first and said.
"You're welcome. Besides, this matter was originally directed at me. Speaking of which, I am the one who implicated Mr. Li."
When Ding Xiaoyi said this, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. This incident was completely unintentional for Mr. Li.
Just because he had such a relationship with me, he was targeted for attack.
As for her other relatives, one Ding Peng is still by her side every day, and the other one... She is thankful that she doesn't bother others.
"Don't say that. Whether it's you or Mr. Li, in the end, it's not for our alliance."
Master Jiu waved his hands and said as he looked at the ruins in front of him and the black soil under his feet. There was a hint of fatigue on his face that was full of vicissitudes of life.
"Xiao Yi!"
"Um!!"
"Become the president of the union."
Master Jiu suddenly said such words, completely beyond Ding Xiaoyi's expectations.
Talking about such a serious topic so suddenly is as abrupt as a classmate who is not familiar with you suddenly kneels down in front of you and says let's get married.
Ding Xiaoyi instinctively refused.
But Lord Jiu was the first to say, "Mama Zhang died of illness last night."
"Died of illness!" Ding Xiaoyi's face suddenly changed, that kind face flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "What kind of illness? Is the trade union being punished?"
With the current strength of the trade union, as long as the person dies on the spot due to acute sudden symptoms, there will be a way to save the person.
Therefore, when Master Jiu said that he had died due to illness, he really couldn't accept it.
"It was due to illness. The toxins squeezed out of her body were already very heavy, so she had to undergo a despiritualization operation. The operation was successful, but it also left sequelae."
Grandma Zhang was going to have an operation at the beginning, and she knew about it. It was precisely because of this operation that she left the old house in the old city to herself.
It's just that my strength was low at the time and I didn't notice anything. I just thought that Grandma Zhang had performed a very dangerous operation.
"But even so, is there nothing the union can do?" He did not change the subject due to Jiuye's interruption, but continued to ask.
"Yes!" Master Jiu said without concealing it: "But she doesn't use it. Just like the previous Grand Consul, she only relies on the simplest primitive treatment to alleviate the pain."
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at the 70-year-old old man in front of him for a moment, and frowned after making sure that the other person's serious expression was not joking with him.
"Don't tell me, you will have the same attitude when you get older."
Just now he saw that Jiuye's physical condition was getting worse and worse, and his spiritual energy was even retreating instead of advancing.
At first he thought it was Master Jiu preparing for future body transformation.
After all, since the successful transformation of Reading, the trade union has also been vigorously developing technology in this area in recent years. Even if it does not meet the standards of Beimang College, it is not far behind.
Not long ago, Sardar also published an academic article, indicating that the smaller the transformer's own spiritual power, the greater the probability of success, and extended the article on "Latent Transformation of Enchanted Bone" and "Psychic Bone Processing".
But now after listening to what he said, I realized that he might have been wrong.
Regarding this question, Master Jiu did not answer directly. He just looked at the ruins in front of him with a look of guilt on his face.
"Although the war between Sachs and Fairhold was led by the union, we were ashamed when we learned that it caused such staggering casualties."
I remember that on the day I received the report, I was completely stunned. The number of casualties far exceeded his expectations.
"We are very ashamed of this era and got rid of that decadent family rule, but the price was stained with the blood of the people."
Speaking of this, Master Jiu raised his head and looked at the sky: "To be too old to die is to be a thief. Living as we are will only attract more people's disgust."
"In the legends of the Xia people, when people die, they will go to the eighteen hells, there will be the Palace of Hell, and there will be judges. Xiao Yi, it's time for the sinners of our era to accept the trial."
When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, his face was full of disbelief, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke.
He could not have imagined that such stupid and foolish words would come from this old man's mouth.
If it weren't for this change, the alliance would still be in a bad state controlled by aristocratic families. In the end, they actually think that they are sinners?
Isn't this a joke?
Regardless of what others say, in my own opinion, the merits and demerits of these older generations cannot be measured in one sentence or two.
Not to mention the judge, the King of Hell, even if they are in the underworld, whoever dares to sentence them to hell, even if they bring trouble in front of the emperor, they will demand justice.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Master Jiu patted him on the shoulder.
When they were young, these old guys were ambitious and high-spirited. When we entered the union and took power, everyone thought they could change this era.
It turned out in the end that they couldn't change anything.
I finally made it to the era when I was the master of the family, but found that any innovation was a betrayal, a betrayal of the family, a betrayal of relatives, a betrayal of the support of the seniors, and a betrayal of the blood of the juniors.
Now that they are old, times have changed, and they have become what they ideally looked like, but it is also a strange look.
It's time to retire after success. The new era is no longer suitable for old people like them to continue to control it. It is best to hand it over to trustworthy young people as soon as possible.
"I'm sorry, Master Jiu, your burden is too big and I'm not ready."
No matter how sincere Mr. Jiu was, Ding Xiaoyi had no intention of taking over the union.
I just want to manage my own one-third of an acre of land.
To be more selfish, what he wants is that his family can happily enjoy a rich material life.
As for sitting in an office and being responsible for the security and future of hundreds of millions of people in the entire alliance, I don't want this heavy weight at all.
"Well...there's no rush in this matter."
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi's refusal, Master Jiu stopped talking and turned to another matter:
"Take me some of the first batch of students from Beimang College to join the union. The union is in urgent need of a large number of top talents. In addition, the union wants to entrust your college to help with some large-scale projects."
"Don't come to me about this matter, just go to the board of directors directly. What I say alone doesn't count."
Ding Xiaoyi gave Bitser's phone number to Master Jiu, and asked him to contact Bitser about these matters. As for the conditions, let them negotiate among themselves.
Whether this negotiation is successful or not, at least the relationship between you and the union will not be affected.
"Okay then, I will find someone to discuss this matter."
Master Jiu could naturally guess the meaning of Ding Xiaoyi's words, so he stopped chatting. After saying goodbye to Ding Xiaoyi, he took a car and left this sad place.
