My Boss, the White-haired Nun

There was a silence between the two, and Ji Zi handed him a paper document.

It was a combat report.

"You have been in a coma for a week. The follow-up in New Zealand is over," Ji Zi said.

"We still failed to hold the North Island of New Zealand in the end. Fortunately, the government acted decisively and the evacuation of personnel was done well. Eight hours after you passed out, the tsunami summoned by the Fourth Herrscher submerged The evacuation of the entire island has been completed. Except for economic losses and some minor disturbances, there have been no casualties."

"Our efforts are still meaningful." Ji Zi said softly.

Gong Ming flipped through the combat report in his hand, and read the above information into his mind.The information was not different from what Ji Zi said, but more detailed.

"The people from the headquarters arrived at the last moment and shot the Fourth Herrscher who was about to collapse with a long-range sniper rifle. Although there was no difference between the shot and the non-shooting in that situation, but It can also be regarded as preventing the tsunami from continuing to spread to the South Island."

Then, she handed over a pale blue, round stone-like object.

Seeing that thing, Gong Ming was obviously stunned for a moment.

"This is……"

"This is the core of the fourth Herrscher, that is, the gem of desire. Although I don't know what the people at the headquarters are thinking about leaving this gem with us, but it is temporarily kept by our Far East Branch It's gone." Ji Zi looked at Gong Ming and said.

"We feel that this item may be most suitable for you, and it may also have special meaning to you, so after discussing with Teresa, I decided to entrust it to you for safekeeping."

"..."

Gong Ming was silent for a moment, nodded, and raised his hand to take the blue gemstone.

"I understand."

Then he turned and walked out.

"I'll take care of it."

"Wait," Ji Zi suddenly stopped him.

Gong Ming's footsteps stopped, but he didn't look back.

"Take care of what you have to do as soon as possible," Ji Zi's voice came from behind, "There is also a person in the cell who has been waiting for you to wake up for a week."

"……Um."

Gong Ming nodded and continued to walk out.

"I see."

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According to legend, a long time ago, the Far East used to be a country of trams. In its heyday, trams covered [-] cities across the country.If you take a suitable tram at a certain station in the Far East in the morning, you can visit the entire Far East when the sun goes down.

However, with the development of the times and the emergence of faster bullet trains, the transportation mode of trams on the ground is no longer the grand occasion of the past, and it has gradually disappeared in most parts of the country, only in some remote places. Tradition remains.

On the tram from the southwestern end of the Far East to the north, a red-haired young man sat alone on the side of the tram, near the corridor, vacating the seat next to the window, but tilted his head slightly in that direction .His eyes occasionally looked out of the window, but more often he stared at the empty seat, with a slight smile on his delicate face.

Today, it was rare for him not to wear the old-fashioned formal suit or the captain's military uniform, but rather ordinary casual clothes.The white zipper jacket was open, revealing the black shirt inside, and the lower body was wearing the same black slacks. The corners of the shirt were not neatly tucked into the trousers, exuding a lazy atmosphere that could kill obsessive-compulsive disorder.

His hair has obviously been taken care of casually, and he was slightly trimmed before going out. At the moment, there is an external earphone hanging around his neck, and he looks like a college student who goes out to play on vacation.

As mentioned earlier, trams have gradually declined as a means of transportation.At this moment, the carriage was empty, and he was the only one sitting there.Through the car windows on both sides, the scenery along the way is moving backwards at an even and unhurried speed, passing through mountains and rivers, cities and farmlands, and heading forward.

However, the man named Gong Ming just smiled gently and looked at the empty seat beside him by the window, as if there was a little girl lying in the car looking out of the window with a surprised face.

"The place we are now working in is called Kumamoto. In the far east, there is another name for the country of fire or the country of fire. This county has become famous for its image of Kumamon in recent years, but in fact, it is beyond many people's expectations. An agricultural county, watermelons, tomatoes, including the traditional tatami mats in the Far East are all specialties here..."

He seems to know the geography of this country very well, he only needs to glance outside to know the current geographical location, so most of the time he just looks at the empty space around him and talks slowly, introducing the terroir along the way Humanity, the voice is mellow and gentle, echoing in the quiet carriage, there is a magic power that makes people feel at ease.The smile on his face was gentle and bright, with a hint of happiness, like a brother and father taking care of a child.

Occasionally, he would stop talking, and after listening for a while, he began to answer some common or strange questions, and even some seemingly unconstrained questions began to answer seriously and patiently.

The red-haired man just spoke softly, taking a sip of the coffee on the table from time to time. Occasionally, when a dining car passed by a tram car, he would stop talking to buy some sweets or novelty gadgets that children like. .And when the little sister who was pushing the dining car and who looked like a part-time college student passed by there again, she would always find some eaten candy wrappers on the table. I'm laughing at this man who is so old and still eats these children's things.

And every time Gong Ming just returned a smile, he didn't feel shy or anything else.

And when the little sister pushed the dining car away, she could always hear that gentle, reassuring and even intoxicating voice coming from behind, which made people want to express some emotions such as their ears being pregnant.

However, after Gong Ming's explanation continued for a period of time, he stopped, as if some little girl, like all the children in the world, got tired of the same scenery outside after getting excited and turned to Gong Ming. Ming acted coquettishly.

Gong Ming smiled lightly, his face full of pampering.

Gong Ming didn't talk about any more in-depth topics along the way, and most of the time he was answering weird questions that fit the little girl's imagination.Like all fathers, he seems to know all the knowledge, no matter how strange the question is, he can always get a reasonable and interesting answer.

He really knows how to guide children's curiosity about the unknown and turn it into an interest in exploration and research.

"Dad, that young lady ran over just now."

A soft and immature voice sounded in Gong Ming's ears, as if a little girl was lying on his shoulder and playing with his hair, and said to her ear with a smile.

"That's her job, so dad can't disturb her, right?" Gong Ming said while rubbing the girl's head.

However, if someone is looking at him at this moment, then his hand is just waving lightly in the empty air.

"That's not right!" In Gong Ming's sight, the green-haired little girl knelt on the seat with her hands on her hips, posing like a little adult.

"Where do you need to come to work so hard? I think it's because people have taken a fancy to you! You still don't admit it!"

"You girl. When the wind is like rain." Gong Ming shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand to scratch the girl's little nose, and said with a joke, "It's impossible that everyone in the world likes your father and me, right?"

"Hmm!" Unexpectedly, the little girl who was pushed back by Gong Ming nodded, raised her face full of satisfaction, and dangled with her calves sitting on the chair that couldn't reach the ground. "My Wendy's dad is the best dad in the world, of course everyone should like it."

"Hmm..." Hearing this, Gong Ming raised his brows lightly, thought seriously for a while, and then stretched out his hand to put the little girl into his arms with a smile.