Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

Compared to He Shengmo's speechlessness, Fei Fei was in a good mood after sending out the second list.

Some time ago, he went out for a stroll looking like a social elite, attracting the attention of many girls.

As a result, Feifei became more and more fond of going out pretending to be a social elite.

"Little Fatty, stop wasting time."

Mo Ling looked speechlessly at Fei Fei who was standing in front of the mirror and dressing herself up.

A data system that actually likes to dress up.

Watching it trying on different clothes like a peacock spreading its tail, Mo Ling wanted to beat it up.

[Host, don’t you think that when I dress up nicely, you will feel good too? ]

Mo Ling shook his head decisively.

Even if it dresses itself up as a flower, it still cannot hide the fact that it is just a bunch of data.

She is looking beyond the surface.

So, no matter how it dresses up, it can't change the way she sees its true nature.

Fei Fei sighed, put away the skin, and put away all the clothes at the same time.

"How's your work going?"

[The host has ordered, Feifei will definitely do it properly. 】

Feifei becomes very proud when talking about what he has done.

Does this mean that it is an outstanding ruler in the eyes of its host?

But in fact, in Mo Ling's eyes, it is just a useful tool.

Mo Ling nodded.

The advantage of having a backer is that you can get the news first.

If Wen Qiye hadn’t mentioned last time that the country had noticed her and had set up a special task force.

She might not care too much.

It seems that as her strength recovered, she became a little bit proud.

No, she needed silence.

Can't float.

Mo Ling suddenly thought of another thing.

"Little Fatty, do you still remember the people from the Metaphysics Association that you met at the Qin family?"

【Know. 】

"Please check this Metaphysics Association carefully for me."

The fact that the country had set up a special task force suddenly reminded Mo Ling of the Metaphysics Association with which he had dealt before.

Did she remember that she once killed someone from the association?

So much time has passed, and the association has not responded.

There's something wrong with this.

【OK. 】

Feifei followed the instructions and went to investigate.

But Mo Ling picked up the phone and called Wen Qiye.

Basically, what Feifei can check are things that the association will not make public.

She also needs to know the information the association publishes and what ordinary people think of this type of people.

Today is Saturday, and Wen Qiye is learning management from Wen Xin in the company.

He had just freed himself from a document when he saw a call from Mo Ling.

For Mo Ling, no matter how important the matter is, he will answer the call as soon as possible.

"Xiao Ling."

"Wen Qiye, I want to ask, do you know the Metaphysics Association?"

When Wen Qiye heard the name, he sat up straight.

"They're looking for you?"

"Oh Nope."

Mo Ling looked at her phone curiously, wondering if it was an illusion. Why did she feel that there was a murderous intent in Wen Qiye's words just now?

"Then why do you suddenly want to know about them?"

When Wen Qiye heard that the people from the association did not cause trouble for Mo Ling, his tone softened, as if the person with the frosty face just now was not him.

"Oh. That's right. Hasn't Xu Jingya always been mean to me? I'm just wondering why she treats me so badly. It makes me think that maybe I was switched and I'm not her biological child, so she hates me."

"But later I heard from Qin Mingze that some Taoist said that I had a bad fate and would bring bad luck to my father, mother, brothers, sisters, heaven, earth and air. That's why Xu Jingya didn't like me."

"Later, I looked it up and found that this Taoist priest seemed to be related to some association. That's why I asked you, do you know this association?"

Mo Ling had no psychological burden at all when she put the blame on Qin Mingze.

When Wen Qiye heard Mo Ling's words, a smile slowly appeared on his lips.

The little lucky star in his family brings him great luck, how can he be his nemesis?

This is simply because the Qin family doesn't know the value of things.

It was also thanks to their lack of foresight, otherwise, he might not have met his lucky star.

"Don't talk nonsense. In my eyes, you are the best."

"As for the idea of ​​kinship, it's just an excuse for incompetent people who dare not admit their mistakes and blame them on innocent people."

In Wen Qiye's opinion, this so-called bad fate is just like King Zhou blaming Daji for the loss of his country.

No matter how beautiful Daji was, no matter how pretty she was, could King Zhou have destroyed his country if he had not been lustful?

Saying that Daji brought ruin to the country, isn't that just an excuse for one's own lust?

"I know the association you're talking about."

"This association was founded by people who specialize in studying some metaphysics."

"There are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science, so they need metaphysics to explain them. Their existence is to use their professional knowledge to explain those things that science cannot explain."

"It's just like believing in Jesus and Buddha. It's a kind of sustenance and a kind of faith."

"Besides this, they also have their own beliefs and factions."

"We also have their association in Hai City."

"Oh. Then, will they interfere in the affairs of ordinary people? Like suddenly showing up and saying that so-and-so has a bad fate?"

Wen Qiye thought for a moment before explaining:

“I really can’t give you an answer to this question.”

"If you say they are above humans, detached from everything, and unconcerned with worldly matters, that's not absolute."

"After all, in our circle, there are many who believe in them."

"There was once a supernatural incident in our circle."

"A real estate boss bought a piece of land and wanted to build a house on it, but he ended up moving things that shouldn't have been moved, and he had nightmares all over. Finally, he turned to the association for help, and only then was he able to get rid of the nightmare."

"This matter is not a secret in our circle."

"Businessmen are generally quite superstitious."

"But if you say that they ask about worldly matters, that's not absolute. After all, they are also human beings, and they also serve for profit."

Wen Qiye's words directly pointed out a fact.

Money is king.

If you don’t have money, not to mention encountering ghosts, even if you fall into the underworld, they won’t care.

"Oh, that's how it is."

Wen Qiye suddenly seemed to think of something.

"Xiao Ling, did Qin Mingze tell you why your mother went to ask the people in the association?"

"Oh. I don't know."

Why would Mo Ling care why Xu Jingya went to a Taoist priest to ask about her fate?

She just thought Xu Jingya was just bored.

"Yeah. That's fine."

He just asked casually. Since she didn't know, forget it. It wasn't an important matter anyway.

"Xiao Ling, there are some people in the association who are dedicated to spiritual practice. Not everyone is motivated by money, so if you can avoid meeting them, then don't meet them."

Wen Qiye was afraid that Mo Ling would feel pressured, so he deliberately explained:

"You have changed too much in front of the Qin family. They might think in other ways, maybe in some metaphysical way. At that time, they might do something extreme."

"Just in case, don't have too much contact with the Qin family. Also, set my phone number as an emergency contact and enable the location of the emergency contact, so that I can rush over as soon as possible."

"okay."

Hearing Mo Ling's answer, Wen Qiye's lips curled up slightly.

After Mo Ling finished setting it up, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Only Feifei twitched the corners of his mouth several times, trying to make a cool and awesome smile, but he forgot that he was in the shape of a fat bird now. Can you expect a bird's beak to make a cool and awesome smile?

After Wen Qiye told everything he knew, the two ended the call.