NIKKE, when the stars bloom

As soon as Yurxia finished speaking, the lieutenant threw three classified reports on her desk one by one. From left to right, they were "Can be signed", "Need second review" and "Directly rejected".

According to the captain of the Triangle Force's experience, it would take her at least four hours to review such a pile of reports as thick as a fist by herself.

As a result, this guy was like a scanner and in less than half an hour, he acted as if the preliminary review was over...

"Tsk, could you please stop messing with my files?"

Ms. Shark Tooth curled her lips in dissatisfaction, picked up the file on the far right that could be returned directly, and was about to press it over the second-instance file in the middle, but the content of the report stacked on the top forced her to slow down, frown, and start browsing.

Well, it is indeed a military supply application report that does not comply with Ark policy and can be rejected without any consideration.

……coincide?

In doubt, Yurxia decisively snapped his thumb, split the stack of papers in half on the spot, and randomly checked the file in the middle.

Call back...

Call back...

Or call back...

After reading three reports of varying thicknesses and reaching the same conclusion, the woman couldn't help but raise her head slightly, glanced at a certain guy strangely, then put the document in her hand back to its original place, picked up the document on the left that could be signed directly, and began to read it...

So, when more than half an hour had passed, Ms. Yurxia, who was still looking down at the document, suddenly said:

"Are you busy tonight?"

"Yes, I also need to go to MMR High School."

Phoenix answered casually. In his eyes, although Yurxia had not dismissed NIMPH and did not know about his entrepreneurial plan, they had saved each other's lives...

"Meet your lover tomorrow and stay tonight."

"?"

Without giving the lieutenant a second to refuse, Ms. Shark Tooth, who had helped him dispose of corpses and clear up traces before, immediately leaned over and picked up a pile of documents that was half a meter taller than her knees from the floor at the foot of the table. She said bluntly:

"Since you're here for a rare visit, why don't you help me get rid of these as well."

Someone: "..."

……

Night is deep.

Even with the assistance of artificial intelligence, the mountain of documents still forced the two people in the room to review them until late at night.

There are only four hours left before the artificial skylight is lit.

For three days and two nights, Phoenix, who had slept for no more than eight hours in total, sat on the sofa, silently staring at Yurxia who was sleeping soundly on the table.

How long has this woman not slept?

Can the scene of the head banging against the table just now be called falling asleep?

It would be more accurate to describe it as fainting on the spot.

The man complained in his heart while forcing himself to stay up late. He knew very well that for someone like Yurxia who had been sleep deprived for a long time, it was best to sleep until they woke up naturally. If they were disturbed during this period, they would be in a painful state of "spiritual separation".

He had experienced that torturous feeling many times. To describe it simply, his steps were unsteady and his thoughts were intermittent. If he was not careful while walking, he would tilt to one side and hit his head on the pole.

Therefore, out of concern for friends, Phoenix thought it would be better for him to secretly lock the door, turn off the ringtone notification, confiscate the other party's mobile phone, and then endure for another ten hours. During this time, he would let Faline lead a few ghost sisters to wander around the Delta Force base and ask around for information.

If there is nothing major that needs to be dealt with urgently, they can simply stay away from them and let their leaders sleep peacefully.

The lieutenant decided that after the woman had had enough sleep, he would set off for MMR High School to have a good sleep in his basement.