Marinjoa, the capital of the Federation, the Supervision Office of Special Persons.
"It is confirmed that it is the forty-eighth target, whose code name is the owner, but the monitoring of other targets still cannot be relaxed. He may have more than one backup clone, and every suspicious person must not be let go!"
"Yes, sir!"
Since the human federation migrated to the moon, in order to strengthen the management of the entire planet and the major subsidiary subspaces, and maintain peace and stability on the moon, an organization called the Supervision Office of Special Persons was specially established.
The organization is responsible for long-distance monitoring of some cultivators who possess great power, have different personalities, and have no willingness to join the official organization.
They are factors of instability in society, but before making substantive criminal acts, it is not good for the federation to take any drastic actions, so as not to cause strong backlash.
After all, the upper echelons are all extraordinary people, who doesn't have a little bit of a maverick heart, and it's hard for everyone to control them too much.
"What is he going to do again?" After the subordinate left the office, the chief inspector of the Supervision Office tapped the wall with his left hand in a contemplative state.
He knows a lot of secrets, including the real reason why this special person's supervisory office was established.
Through investigations, the high-level members of the joint council have roughly confirmed who may be the "vests" left by Bai Mo on the moon. These vests are like a thorn in the throat of the Federation.
They need an organization to keep an eye on the movements of each vest.
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"They... move really fast." A few seconds after the red fox said, a figure in white clothes with waist-length hair slowly appeared in the void.
There was no energy fluctuation around the man in white, and there was only emptiness and boundless indifference in his eyes, without any emotion.
"It's a big loss. It's actually a person who cultivates the ruthless way, or the most thorough one." The moment her eyes met, she understood something, and now she is full of distress.
After finally getting the words of the leader, he fought for such a task, thinking wholeheartedly that he could catch a big fish, but now it's all in vain.
People who practice the path of ruthlessness have no way of currying favor with others, and it's completely out of the question to use (pornographic) lust. They only have two attitudes towards everyone: using and ignoring.
The debate between sympathy and ruthlessness has long been an open secret among the top federal officials.
Some people think that low-level desires like food, sex, and sex are meaningless to supernatural beings, and they advocate getting rid of these boring things and focusing on more important things.
Ordinary people are too far away from them, so far that it has surpassed the gap between species, and gods should not have too much entanglement with people.
However, the mainstream view in society is still that people are born as human beings and should live as human beings. Seven emotions and six desires, love, hatred, hatred should not change because of the increase in power, it is sad to be covered up by power as a human desire.
However, such debates are only limited to the high-end levels of the fifth and sixth ranks, and only they need to consider these profound issues.
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The people below are naturally one-sidedly in favor of the sentimental line. No matter what, it is much better to be regarded as a friend or younger brother than to be treated as a tool or air.
As long as the extraordinary group still cares about the relationship of family, blood, friends, and lovers, and is willing to enjoy the warmth and nephrite jade and the support of thousands of people, then they will not be left behind.
A society that prides itself on killing wives to preach the Tao is absolutely hell for ordinary people.
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"Are you regretting?" After a few breaths, the man in white asked in a slightly stiff tone.
"No... no!" The red fox who was shouted out of his mind replied in a little panic. She squeezed her face hard, trying to restore her state.
"Sir, please." It was only then that she remembered that she didn't know the real name of the other party from the beginning to the end. There was only the code name of the owner on the task bar, and no information about the name was ever mentioned.
But at this point, it is too embarrassing to ask the guest's name.
After being stunned for several seconds, the person in white nodded, which was considered to be a response to her invitation.
The unresponsiveness of turning over three times and four times finally attracted Chihu's attention. She found that the person in front of her seemed to react slowly to the changes around her. No matter what she encountered, it always took a few seconds to react.
For a cultivator above the fifth level, this is too strange, because a few seconds are enough for them to do a lot of things.
For example, demolition of a building.
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"Finally, the merits and virtues have been fulfilled. The task has been completed. I will treat you tonight!" The surveillance team leader, who watched the convoy leave quietly, let go of his tense nerves.
He has been in charge of this task for more than three years since he was dispatched to the town. His main job every day is to keep an eye on the "shopkeeper", report the relevant situation to his superiors, and check the surrounding security issues if he has time.
The almost unchanging life made him feel quite dependent.
Thinking that after the task is completed, his life trajectory may change drastically, and he can't help but feel a little disappointed.
"Look, captain! Books in the bookstore!" Just as he was planning how to spend the 300,000 mission bonus he was going to get, a familiar voice came.
"What's the matter, everyone has left, and a small bookstore can still shake the sky?" The team leader, who was thinking about the young model in the clubhouse, looked rather dissatisfied at Xiaopingtou, who had disturbed his dream.
"Books! Books are disappearing!" It can be seen from the video surveillance that after the man in white left, the books in the bookstore began to slowly disappear.
Suddenly, there was an inexplicable impulse in the heart of the young man with a flat head: those books are definitely useful to him!
He didn't explain much, passed the captain standing at the door without saying a word, and rushed to the bookstore alone.
Naturally, he wasn't the only one who realized this. A group of teenagers and girls who had stayed in the bookstore before were aware of this right away.
By the time Xiaopingtou arrived at the bookstore, the competition for Xuying's books had reached a fever pitch, and there was almost a big fight.
As long as you grab a book and eat it like bread, you will naturally have more insights in your mind, which are related to cultivation and various other auxiliary skills.
Not only books, but everything in the bookstore began to disappear at the same time. Even if everyone tried their best, there was not a single piece of information that could be "saved".
The place where the original bookstore was located, like the ending of a classic thriller, suddenly turned into a vacant lot.
Even if the glare of the sun hit their faces directly, these people couldn't feel any warmth.
The books are gone, the bookstore is gone, and only some fragmentary insights left behind prove that all these things once existed.
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Witnessing the whole process of the disappearance of the bookstore, the captain suddenly lost his desire to find a tender model. At this moment, he had mixed feelings.
PS: I continue to feel the support of the bosses, and there are more than 1,000 draft fees that can be wasted