"How many years have you been in the Dark Church?" Anyone who can manage finances must be a key employee. Even if they have connections, they cannot escape the circle of the president and vice-president.

"To answer your question, Lord God's Messenger, I came here when the Dark Church was just established." Dou Jianying replied respectfully, with no emotion on her face.

"Then tell me how much you know about President Zheng."

"The current president was nominated by the first president, not the chief..."

According to Dou Jianying, this president had just turned eighteen when he took office, and he did not seem to be a native of the Second Continent.

Over the years, the president has had a habit of going on a long business trip every three years, with an uncertain return date, sometimes three years and sometimes five years.

If I don't go out, I will have to go into seclusion every five years.

Speaking of seclusion, we have to talk about the president's magical weapon. I heard that it was given to him by a big shot from the Ninth Heaven.

This artifact is an independent small space where the speed of time flow can be adjusted by itself, basically ten times, twenty times, thirty times and fifty times.

The duration of President Zheng's retreat is not fixed each time, basically linked to the speed of time he chooses, but most of the time it is three to six months.

After all, Dou Jianying was in charge of finances, and most of the time she only had to report to the two vice-chairmen, so there were only a few regular meetings in a year.

Except...when the vice president leads everyone to worship the King of All Monsters, the president will be watching from behind the stage, so they can at least see him.

"Then what is the name of this president? Do you know it?"

Dou Jianying's face showed a trace of embarrassment and fear, and he said hesitantly, "I heard that this person's surname is Su, but his specific name is not something that we subordinates can know."

I'm afraid only the two vice presidents would know something about this.

Su Mohui added this sentence in her heart, she already had a plan in mind.

However, if the president’s surname is Su, could he have some connection with me?

Is it an elder or a big shot of the Su family? Or...

She didn't dare to think too much about it. If this president was her brother...she would not be able to carry out her next action.

Jiao Yi's arrangement for her was a bit hasty, but he was still sensible enough to arrange for her to live in a quiet place that was close to the main courtyard.

"Lord God's Messenger, please stay here first. If there is anything inappropriate, just come to me directly. I live not far from you." Dou Jianying said, pointing in another direction from the door.

When Su Mohui looked over there, she saw a row of houses. One of the houses was beautifully decorated. It was all yellow, with some flowers and plants planted in the corners.

After Dou Jianying took off her black outer robe and shawl, the clothes underneath were all yellow.

It goes without saying that the house must be her residence.

"Okay, go ahead and do your work." Since the other party said so, Su Mohui didn't find fault and pushed the door open directly into the small courtyard.

Some are similar to courtyard houses, but are very different.

Compared with the authentic courtyard house, this one has more exotic style. There are no side rooms, only four or five wing rooms, two utility rooms, two storage rooms and a kitchen, forming a square courtyard.

In the middle, there's a circular fish pond with a small elevated arch bridge model. Two meters in front of the pond is a small European-style fountain, creating a strange blend of Chinese and Western elements.

However, Su Mohui did not have any requirements for these. She simply familiarized herself with the residence and put the things she brought with her into the west house.

After washing up casually, she glanced at the little wolf who was still "fainted" on the recliner, but did not expose him and went to sleep directly.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

"Eh...."

When the sigh sounded, Su Mohui's consciousness was pulled to another space, and it was at this moment that she woke up.

It's like a dream...but not quite.

The system was silent, and she couldn't tell east from west or south from north in the white fog. She could only rely on the voice to determine where the person was.

However, before she had taken a few steps, the voice sounded again, and most of the white mist in front of Su Mohui disappeared.

At the same time as a burst of golden light appeared, a familiar voice came from the depths of the white fog, and the golden light mixed with the white fog gradually condensed into a human figure.

"Su Xiaoyou, long time no see."

It was like a sudden blow to Su Mohui's temple. The moment she heard the sound, she remembered who the person was. Looking at the figure, she also greeted him.

"Great God Pangu, it's been a long time since we last met."

Pangu on the opposite side smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gathered all the white mist into his palm. In just a moment, the place where they were turned into a paradise.

Above the lush grass, the branches of the thriving peach trees are already full of gorgeous flowers. As the wind blows from nowhere, the petals dance in the air like elves.

"I came here this time to reminisce about the past with you." Pangu spoke first before Su Mohui could speak. When he sat down, a stone table and two stone chairs suddenly appeared on the grass.

He went straight to the point and explained the matter of the two divine-level pills last time.

"...I was indeed inconsiderate at the time, but Qin Yi, no, it should be said that Silang's thoughts were similar to mine, so this result came about."

Su Mohui OS: It seems that I have wronged the little system...

The small system in the void, tears streaming down its face: It seems this person still remembers! !

"So that's how it is..." Su Mohui nodded, and as her hands tapped lightly on the stone table, a familiar dizziness suddenly made her realize something was wrong.

"Why do I feel... this feeling is so familiar." Last time, the Heavenly Dao of the First Continent seemed to be...

She recalled what happened last time and looked at the great god Pangu opposite her, and her doubts grew even more.

Amid her uncertainty, Pangu the Great smiled knowingly and snapped his fingers, "It's just as you thought. I am the Heavenly Dao of the First Continent."

"Maybe this is the first time you see me, but it's not the first time I see you." He said it vaguely and didn't make his meaning clear.

But Su Mohui understood that what the great god Pangu in front of her was talking about... included the time when she accidentally inhaled the dark element.

"I understand." She also understood what was not said.

Pangu's eyes turned, and a pot of peach blossom wine appeared on the stone table, followed by two cups and bowls that fell into the hands of the two men.

"Try it, this taste... maybe you'll remember it."

When the wine entered his throat, a soft and smooth feeling emerged. When the liquid slid into his stomach, a warm current overflowed from it, warming Su Mohui's limbs all over.

It was at this moment that the system spoke quietly.

[Ding Dong: I sensed the time-honored wine, peach blossom wine...]

However, Su Mohui did not become suspicious after hearing just this one sound. Instead, the subtle sweetness and astringency in the wine did give her a familiar feeling.

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