Infinity Throne

[The administrator applies to obtain temporary permission to access the ‘source database’. 】

[The administrator applies to obtain the temporary permission to "expand Xiyuan's offensive posture". 】

[The administrator applies to obtain the temporary permission to "deploy Xiyuan's attack posture". 】

[The administrator applies to obtain temporary permission to "expand the ultimate form of Xi Paradise". 】

[The administrator applies to obtain partial permission to "tamper with the core database of Xile Garden". 】

Yi Lin typed out a large application to the boss in one breath. After finishing, he looked at Xiao Xi's back wrapped in quilt and whispered: "Request approval."

Xiao Xi was silent.

Yi Lin smiled: "Progress will always be accompanied by sacrifice. You don't need to ask me again whether to blow up the ship or not. No matter how many times, I still have the same answer: Hell, I have been there long ago."

[The application for temporary permission to "expand Xiyuan's offensive posture" was approved. 】

[The application for temporary permission to "expand Xiyuan's attack posture" was approved. 】

[Part of the permission to "tamper with the core database of Xile Garden" is approved. The upper limit of the deviation is 10%. 】

[The application for temporary permission to "expand the ultimate form of Xi Paradise" was rejected. 】

[Permission upgrade is not easy, but it needs to be used and cherished. 】

Some are approved and some are rejected.

Well, that's normal.

The normal method of negotiation is to mix a bunch of normal requests with visibly outrageous ones, in order to lower the boss's expectations.

For example, when employees ask for a salary increase, they write a letter of request in blood.

[A. Monthly salary of 100,000 yuan. 】

[B. Equipped with ten secretaries. 】

[C. A 600-square-meter villa with a garden and swimming pool. 】

[D. Resign. 】

[Single-choice question, boss, please choose. 】

Look, isn't it easy for this boss to make a choice?

…

"clear."

When Yi Lin was about to leave, he looked back at Xiao Xi. He sighed softly and lifted up Xiao Xi's quilt with super speed. Xiao Xi screamed, and Yi Lin picked up Xiao Xi. Only then did he notice that Xiao Xi's eyebrows were tightly knitted, as if she wanted to cry but couldn't.

Hug, lift high, lift high again.

Yi Lin put Xiao Xi back on the bed and stretched out her hand to smooth Xiao Xi's brow: "I will do whatever you don't want to do."

"Um."

Xiao Xi nodded.

"By the way, Xiaowu asked me to say hello to you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xi quickly rolled herself into the bed and made a vague voice: "I'm fine!"

"By the way, I actually want to ask about your... relationship with Xiao Wu."

Xiao Xi didn't seem to hear it and snored loudly through the bed.

Seeing this, Yi Lin stepped forward and touched the obvious bulge through the fragrant pink quilt - that should be the goddess's head. After kneading it, it was soft and a little hard. Yi Lin thought thoughtfully: "Then, let's ask next time."

Well ~ this is the tenderness of the administrator towards the boss.

…

…

Leave Qingcheng.

Yi Lin made some calculations.

He thought for a while and came to the capital.

Don’t stay home.

Mo Rendi is practicing boxing, his white hair is as white as silk. I saw him swiping with his fist, and a piece of withered yellow leaves, affected by the wind of the fist, wrapped around Mo Ren's side, like armor. When Mo Rendi calmed down, the leaves all over the sky fell to the ground leisurely, forming a smooth circle with Mo Rendi's center.

Yi Lin stood aside and watched for half an hour before landing quietly.

"Yeah, come on. You're just in time!"

Mo Rendi waved to Yi Lin: "Come and have a drink with me."

Yi Lin raised her head, looked at the sky, and wondered, "But it's still daytime?"

"What happened during the day? Drinking and singing, what is life like?"

"Fine."

Molly has been away from home recently and doesn't know what she is busy with in the laboratory. This is very difficult for Mo Rendi, who has a sad face all day long, wants to find someone to beat but can't, and is worried. He moved a coffee table and put some sealed old wine on it. After two or three glasses, Mo Rendi began to complain:

"I'll tell you quietly, Anthracene, my good granddaughter Mo Mengmeng seems to be someone's concern."

Um?

Yi Lin paused calmly, and then asked, "It shouldn't be a problem."

"I haven't mentioned it yet! How do you know?" Mo Rendi was startled. His old friend's firm tone made Mo Rendi feel a little strange, but he continued: "Don't say it, I have such a bad eye. I haven’t seen anyone wrong. My sweet granddaughter seems to be interested in a new guy in our special group. I am thinking about whether to suppress him. "

Yi Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What era are we in? The freedom of love was achieved hundreds of years ago, okay?"

"Hey? Look at what you said." Mo Rendi drank the wine in his glass and said, "I have worked hard to raise Mengmeng. You can't let pigs take care of these tender cabbages!"

Yi Lin's mouth twitched.

Although this was unfounded, Yi Lin knew who the "young man" Mo Rendi was talking about was. The feeling of being pointed at and called a "pig" in front of his face was certainly uncomfortable, but he didn't have the nerve to refute. Wasn't this a self-destructing truck?

The two of them had a drink under the tree in front of the flowers. After three rounds of drinking, neither of them felt the effects of the alcohol. On the contrary, the more they drank, the more sober they became.

"You just said that you came at the right time, could it be just for this little thing?"

Mo Rendi's beard was straightened and he glared at Yi Lin: "A trivial matter? Bah, this is a matter of Mengmeng's life! Why is it such a trivial matter? By the way, you are Mengmeng's uncle, why aren't you worried? "

Worry?

I'm so worried.

Yi Lin touched her nose.

in silence.

"But you're right," Mo Rendi's cheerful expression just now suddenly became a little melancholy: "I just want to take a few sips today."

"Why?"

"My old friend has passed away. I just want to express my condolences for a while."

"When did it happen?"

"last month."

"who?"

"The best swordsman in Yingdao, Miyamoto Genichi, is Oda Mai's master. I beat him before. But in terms of swordsmanship, except for Ying Xia who can be compared with him, in my heart, he can be called the third in the world. .”

"third?"

"Hey, I'm afraid you don't know. When I was young, I accidentally defeated that old boy Ying Xia with a sword and even beat him to tears." Mo Rendi boasted about his great achievements in the most calm tone. Recalling the past, a smile appeared on his face: "Later, I felt that practicing swordsmanship was boring and it would be more fun to practice fists, so I put it aside."

Ever since she knew that Mo Rendi was the "saint" set by Xiao Xi, no matter how much Mo Rendi boasted, Yi Lin felt that there was no surprise left. He drank wine silently, and said a few words from time to time, seeming to have something on his mind.

Mo Rendi continued to brag, saying that he was actually proficient in all eighteen martial arts, but he found it boring. In the end, he practiced boxing and punched to the core.

After blowing for about half an hour with the help of the weak alcohol, Mo Rendi's face turned red and he sighed: "Time is not forgiving."

All the while, he was still lamenting the passing of his old friend.

"Mo Rendi," Yi Lin, who had been silent for a long time, called Mo Rendi by his full name again after many years. He raised his glass to Mo Rendi with great solemnity. He stared at Old Mo's cloudy eyes and spoke word by word. He asked, "Do you believe in God?"

[Zizzi——]

The moment Yi Lin asked this question, the color of the sky and the earth obviously did not change, but the surrounding wind, birds chirping, cicadas chirping, leaves moving, all the sounds suddenly stopped.

In front of Mo Rendi, a pure white envelope with a complete seal was slowly rotating between Yi Lin and Mo Rendi.

Mo Rendi's expression condensed. He looked at the spinning envelope in front of him, frowned, and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"As the leader of the special team, you should know very well what kind of existence 'they' are. Old Mo, I have told you a long time ago that the enemies we are about to face in the future are very likely to be more than just that. 'Four' is as simple as that."

"Back then, you said you would kill gods with me, mere gods."

The envelope spinning in the void is the [invitation].

A prop that has only existed in legends but has never been seen by anyone.

But in fact, after Yi Lin checked the [Voyage Log], she learned that the [Invitation Letter] had appeared before, but the [Invitation Letter] could not be obtained through any conventional means. This is just like the "invitation letter" that Wu Lulu threw to Yi Lin in hell. It represents "qualification" and only the "superior" can give it in person. The administrator cannot take it out before gaining access to the third-level database. But now, he can do it.

Permission dogs can of course do whatever they want.

Although in this closed loop, the [invitation letter] never appeared. However, in the repeated artifact calculations, Xiao Xi once gave an [Invitation Letter], causing this "legend" to be accidentally read by the "Prophet" and spread in the circle.

"This is an 'invitation letter'. Tear open the envelope and press your fingers, and you can regain your 'qualification'."

Yi Lin smiled.

Mo Rendi looked blankly, knowing that this was the good intention of his old friend. Therefore, Mo Rendi did not refuse. After he solemnly accepted the [Invitation Letter] with both hands, he did not open it immediately and touch it with his fingers. Instead, he smiled and said: "I'll think about it."

Yi Lin nodded, he knew Mo Rendi very well. He didn't know it before, but in the past ten years, he and Mo Rendi have become sworn friends, and he knows Mo Rendi's character and pursuit very well.

What Mo Rendi pursues is the pure "Way of the Warrior", which is a bit old-fashioned to put it bluntly. Yi Lin doesn't know that there are already thousands of "artifact files" led by Mo Rendi, Xiao Xi I have tried this route before, but in the end, it all ended in failure. Yi Lin couldn't tell now whether his decision was a blessing or a curse, but from the perspective of an "old friend", he couldn't just watch Mo Rendi age.

"Also, Lao Mo, there is one thing I must remind you."

【Sizzling...】

"What?"

"betray."

As soon as Yi Lin said these two words, she felt her head buzzing. This was a warning from the navigator. Although the operating logic of the navigator has given the administrator great tolerance. However, as a "will of the world"-like existence, the administrator's primary operating logic is to maintain the normal operation of the "True One". At present, "distortion" and "correction" can still be performed when the supervisor's eye of insight has not been fully restored. Barely maintaining a state of balance, the navigator immediately issued a warning if the administrator misbehaved slightly.

Yi Lin rubbed his eyebrows. The administrator's warning was like hitting his head with a hammer, which was extremely painful.

Mo Rendi read the pain that he tried to suppress on Yi Lin's expression. After thinking for a moment, he nodded.

He quickly changed the subject.

"Ah, by the way, brother Yi Lin, I have something I've been wanting to ask but haven't found the chance."

Mo Rendi suddenly shouted.

【Sizzling...】

"Huh? What's the matter?"

The administrator was rubbing his sore head when he heard someone calling him, and the honest man responded honestly.

"Fuck! As expected, it's you, a shameless, disrespectful, and insignificant old boy who cares about my dear granddaughter~ You're going to die!!!!"

Mo Rendi was furious, slapped the table, stood up, avoided the wine, and struggled with the administrator.

Mo Zhai,

The earth shook.

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