This puppeteer is not normal

Although the three of them saw something was wrong standing on the sidelines, they couldn't really do anything, after all, this was Bai Ying's business.And with the habits of this country, it is impossible to figure out whether it is Shinra's ingenious conspiracy behind this, or whether White Eagle has reached some kind of cooperation with others.

So just keep an eye out.

When the exhibition ended, Su Jiaxing was also preparing to leave, just as she came and left in a hurry.

Song Jie originally wanted to talk about the three of them having a meal together.

But after Ye Zuxi said "You come to treat me", he became dumb.

It's not that Song Jie is stingy even when he invites a friend, but looking at Su Jiaxing's expression, he has no doubt that if he dares to accept it, he will book a super high-end restaurant on the spot and beat him up.

Even after a meal, there are two halves.

And Ye Zuxi will never let go of this opportunity to hurt him.

The little money he had with him might not be enough.

Still bid farewell to others peacefully.

"So you really don't plan to treat guests?" Who knows that after Su Jiaxing left, Ye Zuxi took the initiative to mention it again.

"As the co-author, you really want to kill me!" Song Jie complained.

"Taking this opportunity to ask, there is nothing wrong with your investigation of Jiqiaoshenting over there recently, right?" Ye Zuxi seamlessly got down to business.

"Is there anything wrong with me?" Song Jie wanted to say hello, but after seeing Ye Zuxi's eyes, he calmed down and said: "I said I will pay attention to risks. By the way, I recently found out about them If we gather in one place, we can barely calculate the approximate range."

"Gathering? Is there any collective action?" Ye Zuxi thought for a while.

"As far as I know, at least half of the senior cadres named 'Apostles' will participate." Song Jie made small gestures with both hands.

Ye Zuxi became serious: "More than half? Is the news reliable?"

"I've already sneaked in and become the captain of the apostle team, what do you think?" Song Jie said surprisingly.

"You..." Ye Zuxi was speechless when she heard that Song Jie had not only joined the Skill Court, but had become the captain in a short time.

This is impossible for ordinary people, but Ye Zuxi didn't think it was impossible when he thought of Song Jie's ability and his tricky talent.

"You replaced a captain? Such a high position is too risky." Ye Zuxi said.

"It's an extraordinary time. Only by being aggressive can we keep up with the progress. Besides, the team leader tracked me down first. The deification level is really scary. I almost fell down." Song Jie said playfully.

Ye Zuxi pouted when she heard the words.

"Well, Zu Xi, don't you have any doubts about how I solved an apostle team leader?" Song Jie asked curiously, with a strong intention to show off in his words.

"You already have a puppet who has reached the apotheosis. There is nothing to doubt." Ye Zuxi said casually.

Just kidding, Ye Zuxi's reconnaissance ability has already reached an unbelievable level with the help of special hearing, so you can tell if it's a spirit species just by listening.

As early as when he met Song Jie again in the foreign world exploration team, he heard the spiritual melody that Song Jie was about to move. …

As far as he knew, Song Jie was not the kind of puppeteer who was good at fighting.

But that was before the Spirit Seed, no matter what happened before the Spirit Seed, after ascending to the Spirit Seed, the use of power has entered another level, and the already unpredictable style may undergo a qualitative change.

"It's boring, I really can't hide it from you." Song Jie finished his coke and crushed the empty can into a small ball.

"Didn't you say there was no problem at the beginning? Why did you get backtracked...well, don't talk about it." Just as Ye Zuxi wanted to ask why Song Jie was backtracked, she saw Song Jie's eyes and knew she was dull up.

"It was you who took the initiative to fish, so I told you not to be so aggressive." Ye Zuxi rubbed her temples.

Now he understood the psychology of Song Jie's teachers and superiors.

This kind of restless students and subordinates, the benefits of action are indeed high, but it is also quite frightening.

Most people perform various tasks and actions mainly to seek stability, but Song Jie especially likes to walk a tightrope.

But this is also the reason why he likes to act alone. He also knows that if he joins a team, he will definitely disrupt the rhythm of the team, etc., but he is a bit self-aware.

Although Ye Zuxi suspected that he just wanted to be happy alone.

"Anyway, I'm already in now, so you won't let me back out at this time." Song Jie has already cut his teeth, and Ye Zuxi can't let him back out safely at this juncture. What kind of hunt will this spy who may leak internal information launch.

"Be careful." After being silent, Ye Zuxi could only reply in this way. This sentence was repeated countless times by Song Jie.

Song Jie himself was probably tired of hearing it.

It was also Ye Zuxi's own problem. He knew that if he hadn't also wanted to inquire about the God of Ingenuity, he would not have chosen to send Song Jie, who is super capable.

"Since we won't have dinner together, we can't miss the upcoming dinner." Song Jie saw that the exhibition was about to end, so he stood up from leaning on the railing and walked towards the crowd.

Ye Zuxi stayed where she was alone, as if she was still thinking about something.

"Hello, Zu Xi." Song Jie's voice made him look up.

Song Jie turned to face him sideways: "Actually, one of the reasons why I like taking risks is because I like to hear people tell me 'Be careful'."

After speaking, Song Jie continued to move forward.

Ye Zuxi was stunned for a moment, then sighed and lowered her head.

A helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "People who lack love are not so popular these days."

……

Pal Orosini sternly refused to participate in the dinner party, all he wanted was to be alone in his little room and be quiet.

Fortunately, after the exhibition ended, he was not required to attend the dinner party. When it came time to communicate closely with everyone, Pal's youthful temperament would probably only cause bad things, so the others did not stop him.

Pal was sent back to the studio, and walked quickly along the way, even ignoring bumping into pedestrians, and went back to his room in his own way.

After closing the door and setting the safety lock he made himself in the program, he sat down in front of the workbench. …

Right here, he has been sitting here for a few years, and many emerging technologies of White Eagle have been born on this workbench, and their developer has only one name, and that is him, Paal Orosini.

However, it was here, when he hadn't reacted at all, an unknown thing was born.

For others, that thing is undoubtedly his handwriting.

But he couldn't be sure.

No matter how he looked at the design drawings completed in the Lost Lake that night, he couldn't establish a way of thinking that could convince himself.

Was that thing really designed and completed by him?

Do not!
Pal is conceited. Having achieved such an achievement at such a young age, he is very aware of his conceit, but he also truly believes that he has the capital to be conceited.

Not being conceited is a betrayal of one's own efforts and achievements.

This is what the woman called "Mother" taught him when he was only four years old.

Geniuses are necessarily proud, proud of all they are, proud of their gifts and accomplishments, and proud of having their share of clear recognition.

Pal knew how much he had sacrificed for what he had.

He envied the youth of other peers, but his mother's teaching made him realize that he should not sacrifice his proud talent for such childish things.

He really knows himself and what he should do with his talent.

Know your abilities and keep exploring your limits.

Therefore, he also clearly knows that with his own ability, there is nothing he can do at present.

This thing can't be done by him!

"Who the hell...what's the purpose..." Paar looked gloomy, looking at the computer screen in front of him, thinking about it, but still had no clue.

During that time when he remembered Mohu, someone must have tampered with him!

Unexpectedly, these things have exceeded his ability.

but……

He quickly opened the design drawing of the final god of war.

Although very advanced, studying these things is exactly where his ability lies!
He swears that he will make the bastard who dares to scheme against him and tarnish his talent look good!