Hello, Arknights

Ling Dengxian was startled when the elevator door opened. He didn't expect Texas to be waiting for him in the elevator.

"Ah... are you here?" Ling Dengxian subconsciously took a half step back and stared at Texas's movements.

Lupo pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded and motioned for him to get into the elevator.

"I have to apologize to you." Texas suddenly spoke.

"What, what happened?" Ling Dengxian asked puzzledly.

"I was very suspicious of your motives at first. You are dangerous." Texas shook his head, "But it seems that I was arbitrary. I'm sorry."

"It's okay... Actually, I also think you are very dangerous..." Ling Dengxian scratched his head. He actually thought it was quite normal. He was not familiar with Penguin Logistics and he would find it strange if he really had no defense.

Of course it was natural to feel uncomfortable, but fortunately it was much better than when he was in school.

"Angel Exia, let me help you deal with it. You should work with Mastema these days. She seems quite comfortable with you." Texas looked back after walking out of the elevator, took out a pocky stick, and his eyes softened a little:

“Welcome to Penguin Logistics.”

Then Ling Dengxian blacked out. He forced himself to open his eyes and stared at the familiar ceiling in a daze. After a long while, he remembered that it was the Archangel who instigated him to try drinking some wheat juice to blend into the atmosphere last night. He didn't feel anything after drinking a bottle of wine, but just felt a little bit drunk. Then when the third empty bottle hit the table, he instantly blacked out.

"This is quite strong..." Ling Dengxian shook his head, thinking that he didn't drink much, and he didn't have the symptoms of headache and dizziness that were rumored. Chi Yu, who was lying beside him, noticed his movement, opened his eyes and looked at him, then pushed him under the bed, indicating that he should not stay in bed and take up space since he was awake.

"Little bastard..." Ling Dengxian did not delay. After he woke up, he remembered that he had to go to work today. Yesterday was the novice protection period and the work was not heavy. He thought he should move around today.

"Hey, good morning. Did you have a great time last night?" Blue-haired Sakota took off his hat and patted his clothes, looking like he had just come back from outside.

"What are you..."

"Not only should I help you get familiar with the work, but I should also fulfill my own responsibilities now that I'm back. Otherwise, where would I find the time?" Mostima smiled and said, "Or do you not want to work with me?"

"No, that's not what I meant..."

"You two should be quiet. I'm going to take some sleep. Mostima, please be more self-disciplined... You won't do anything earth-shattering in two or three hours." The pink-haired Liberi followed her, took out the eye mask and walked towards Mostima's room. Before closing the door, he said seriously, "It's important to distinguish the priorities."

"I understand~" Mostima tried hard to act honest but it didn't work.

"Did you two sleep together last night too?" Ling Dengxian asked curiously.

"Do you think I'd let her sleep at your place?"

"No... I just wanted to find an empty room..." Ling Dengxian glared at her, indicating that she was not asleep yet.

Mastema shrugged. "I thought you envied me."

"how come?"

"So you envy her?" the girl asked with her head tilted.

Ling Dengxian's ears were red today and were harvested again.

Longmen Siren Records Division.

"How is this possible? Stewardess, you are a singer. Joining Penguin Logistics... is too inappropriate, right?" The agent found it difficult to understand the blonde girl's decision.

"Is there something wrong?" Sora was oblivious as he looked at himself in the mirror and began to carefully apply lipstick.

"Stewardess, with all due respect, the style of Penguin Logistics... No, style is secondary. This is too dangerous."

"You mean... for me?" The girl paused, and her eyes reflected in the mirror made the agent suddenly silent.

It’s hard to say that this is a normal relationship between an artist and his agent. The air has turned cold, and even with the heater on, the agent can feel the firmness of the emptiness.

"I can't interfere with your decision. I can only give you some suggestions." The agent sighed, took out a silk scarf from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead, lowered his head and left the room. "Next is your 'private time'. The call has been transferred to your line."

Kong stayed quiet for a while and sighed softly. She was very happy that she could now live the life she wanted before, but... she had never forgotten who made her what she is today.

She couldn't forget.

"Finally... I can put all the worry at ease for once." A relieved smile appeared on the girl's face.

Longmen Slums. Ling Dengxian and Mostima were hiding side by side on a rooftop somewhere, while angry gang members were searching for them in the alley below. From time to time, the sound of banging doors and shouting could be heard from the dilapidated road with tightly closed doors. At this time, the two would "appropriately" reveal their tracks and circle around with them again.

Ling Dengxian learned a lot from Mostima, such as getting useful information from fragments of conversation and realizing that something was wrong from some details, thus avoiding many troubles - but the current situation was an accident. After completing the delivery task, they met the gangsters who escaped from the building collapse in an alley, and Ling Dengxian was recognized.

"We can't just keep running, right? It's not that we can't capture these people..." Ling Dengxian asked doubtfully. Mostima blinked, reached out to hold him. Ling Dengxian felt a flash before his eyes, and the next moment the world seemed to be frozen in resin. All the movements in his eyes slowed down.

He saw the fallen tiles falling to the ground like feathers and shattering like flowers. The angry expressions of the gangsters behind him became very strange because of the slow changes. The dust rose and fell like points of light, and only the girl was still alive.

"Can you sense the changes?" Mostima was surprised to find that he had not lost his ability to move, even though he was not the main target of the spell.

"Hmm, the world... has slowed down?" Ling Dengxian felt incredible.

"It's a headache... Does this count as a leak..." Mostima smiled bitterly. This was really beyond her expectations. This had never happened to Liberi when she brought him along before.

But it seems that this guy doesn't have any idea, and the expression on his face is just "so awesome".

What she didn't see was that Ling Dengxian was afraid of the cold, so he burned a wisp of white flame under his clothes to keep warm. The white light flowed quietly and emitted warmth.

"So we take action now?" Ling Dengxian thought he understood what she meant.

"No, look over there." The girl led him to an alley on the side, and a police car slowly appeared at the other end. Ling Dengxian saw a familiar face in the driver's seat:

"Officer Chen? I see." Ling Dengxian understood a little.

"If you can avoid going to the Guards Bureau for tea, then don't go." The girl waved the staff in her hand, and the flow of the world returned to normal.

Seeing the confused gangster being captured on the spot by Chen and his guards, Ling Dengxian nodded in agreement: "Don't join the game unless necessary."

He also let go of his hand on the hilt of the sword.

The Sarkaz mercenary on the rooftop a hundred meters away nodded, turned around and disappeared into the shadows.

"... Ling Dengxian." Mostima turned around, and Ling Dengxian indicated that he was listening. "I will be leaving after the New Year's Eve. You must be careful when carrying out your mission, and be prepared for any eventuality."

"Of course." Ling Dengxian felt a little strange. Why did he suddenly say this?

"Well, let's go."

There are three days left until New Year's Eve.