Summer.
Lin Qiye opened the office door and stepped inside.
Shen Qingzhu was leaning against the window and smoking. When he saw Lin Qiye coming, he lightly flicked the cigarette butt and turned it into powder and floated outside the window.
"Are you all ready?"
"Yes, it has been printed." Lin Qiye walked to the office chair and sat down, smiling and said, "But it will take two days for those Olympus gods to understand what that thing means..."
"Yes, they don't understand Chinese."
"How's the fighting going on your side?"
"Kill one and the other runs away."
"It's no coincidence... only one god came to the northern border where the most people were deployed, but two gods came to the southern border at once. It's good to be able to leave one." Lin Qiye nodded in praise.
Shen Qingzhu didn't seem to think so, and his brows were still furrowed. He felt very unhappy about letting an outsider go.
"By the way, Xia Simeng came here just now."
"She? What are you doing here?"
"At first you opened the door sneakily and walked in. When you found me inside, you laughed awkwardly for a long time. Finally, you left a document on your desk and left."
Hearing this, the corners of Lin Qiye's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't even need to look at the file on the table to know what it was.
"This guy asked for leave four times in half a year. Once he said he had tuberculosis, once he said he had hemorrhoids, once he said he wanted to go back to his hometown for a blind date, and once he said her mother had given her a younger brother... If I remember correctly, her mother was already dying Are you sixty?"
Complaints are complaints. After a while, Lin Qiye sighed and reached out to read:
"I want to see what other reasons she can find this time."
"
written request for leave:
Dear Commander Lin, I am pregnant...
"
"puff!!"
The half of the water Lin Qiye had just drank suddenly spurted out.
He coughed several times before calming down and continued to look down in astonishment:
"... Please don't ask me who the father of my child is. Maybe it's my wanton and free soul... "
"In the past two days, I felt that my fetal image was a little unstable, so I decided to take my child to see more nature. Maybe when I regain my wanton and free soul, his condition will be better..."
"This trip may take three or four days. By the way, for the safety of the fetus, other members of the [Phoenix] team may also have to accompany me... I may not be able to serve Commander Lin during this period. Please be tolerant and generous. Handsome and handsome Lin Pa (crossed out)... Commander Lin forgives me!"
"[Phoenix] Team Captain Xia Simeng, []~(￣▽￣)~*"
Lin Qiye:…
He put a hand on his forehead and sighed.
"What's the reason this time?"
"She said she was pregnant..."
Shen Qingzhu's ears moved and his voice lowered a little: "Whose?"
"It's so and so, she just made up an excuse, and she is a wanton and free soul..." Lin Qiye crumpled the leave note in his hand into a ball and was about to throw it into the trash can. Then he seemed to think of something and suddenly hesitated.
He finally unfolded the note and signed on the lower right side.
"You approve of this?" Shen Qingzhu asked in surprise.
"Approval, why not?" Lin Qiye sneered, "The night watchman also has rules. Since it is pregnancy leave, it must be approved from the process... However, if she tells me after the leave that she can't give birth... Hehehehe..."
Shen Qingzhu understood what Lin Qiye meant and nodded, "This method is really cruel..."
Lin Qiye asked his secretary to send the leave note and looked at the clock on the wall. "It's almost time. Let's go and visit the teacher first."
…
The helicopter descended slowly over a wasteland, and the hurricane whipped up by the propellers crushed the dead grass on the ground to the ground.
Two figures in crimson cloaks jumped down from the cabin door. Lin Qiye reached out and patted the cabin door, signaling the plane to leave first. As the buzzing started again, only he and Shen Qingzhu were left in the entire wasteland.
This is an uninhabited land on the edge of the desert. The nearest city is nearly a hundred kilometers away. The strong wind blows under the gray sky, making their cloaks rustle.
Lin Qiye identified the direction and then walked towards the depths of the no-man's land.
After walking for about two or three kilometers, the wasteland ground beneath our feet has been covered with a layer of yellow sand. If we look carefully, we can find that under the yellow sand, the surface is covered with fine cracks. Looking around, there is no vegetation on the earth, and not even a bird can be seen along the way.
Going deeper, even the existence of the wind is blurred. In this silent world, a faint sword intent seems to be hovering over the two of them all the time. The further they go, the more oppressive they feel. More and more intense.
Of course, this sense of oppression is not directed at the two of them, but an indiscriminate release, as if deeper in this wasteland, there is a peerless sword that is unconsciously exuding its edge.
Lin Qiye and Shen Qingzhu had no intention of stopping. They walked through the sword intent and continued to move forward. Finally, a black spot finally appeared on the distant horizon...
It was a thatched cottage.
The terrifying sword intent and oppressive feeling came from this thatched cottage. Under this sword intent, there was no wind within a radius of five miles. Even the rain that occasionally fell from the sky would be blown away by the sword intent. It was torn directly into pieces in mid-air without touching the ground at all.
Lin Qiye slowly stopped less than a hundred meters away from the thatched cottage.
He glanced around and saw tiny white needles floating in the air next to the thatched cottage. If he looked closely, he would find that they were not needles at all, but a miniature sword hanging upside down in the air. film.
"Teacher's aura is becoming more and more terrifying." Lin Qiye touched the shadow of a sword in front of him with his finger, and his fingertip was immediately pricked with a trace of blood, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"Yeah... It's been three years since he went into seclusion, right?"
"Well, it will be three years soon. When he was holding a sword in one hand and dragging a suitcase full of books in the other hand, and said that he wanted to retreat and break through to the 'supreme' realm, I was shocked." Lin Qiye said There was a look of reminiscence in his eyes,
"Three years have passed in a flash, and the teacher's aura is really about to break that barrier..."
"If it succeeds, then the teacher will not only be the first human being to become a god in the world, but also the first to reach the highest realm... the Supreme Sword Immortal."
Shen Qingzhu let out a long sigh, "Teacher is worthy of being a teacher. I thought our progress had been fast enough, but I didn't expect that we still couldn't catch up with the teacher's pace. With just a [glazed heart], we could go so far."
Lin Qiye smiled, glanced at the miniature sword figures around him, and asked softly:
"Teacher, how long do you have until you can come out of seclusion?"
After a moment, the miniature sword shadow floating in the air suddenly fluttered and intertwined into a white character in front of the two people:
-Nine.