My skill in becoming a god is landmine mastery.

At this moment, Zhang Meng, who had come with Qi Lin, extended her hand and smiled at Yang Yao:

"Hello, I'm Zhang Meng. Could you spare a little time to talk to us?"

Seeing the hand extended by the young woman opposite him, Yang Yao didn't refuse. He shook it briefly and then let go.

"Of course, I have time to talk!"

This should be said to be Yang Yao's original intention.

"But, Officer Qi Lin, uh, did she resign? Did she quit being a police officer and become a secret agent instead?"

Yang Yao hadn't expected that he would be contacted by spies now, especially since he was just discussing spies with the factory manager, and Qi Lin was among them. This was quite a change.

But thinking about it carefully, Qi Lin, who wasn't injured last night, naturally wouldn't have had her super gene detected. The fact that she's with the National Security Bureau people now is probably because of him.

He changed Qi Lin's fate. This time, Qi Lin didn't join the Super Soldier Corps and become a super soldier. He didn't know if this was a good thing.

"Hehe, it seems this handsome guy is paying a lot of attention to Qi Lin. But it's not that Qi Lin resigned; rather, it's because of her outstanding performance in yesterday's battle that she's been transferred to work at the Security Bureau!"

Zhang Meng explained to Yang Yao.

"Oh, I see!"

Yang Yao nodded, his face expressionless. Whether others believed him or not, Yang Yao certainly didn't.

No matter how capable a police officer is, it's impossible for him to be transferred across so many levels. Isn't that nonsense? Are they taking advantage of him because he's just a young man who doesn't understand the relationships between job changes?

But Yang Yao didn't say anything. This didn't conflict with what he wanted to do, so there was no need to press the matter.

As for Qi Lin, for some reason, after saying those two sentences, she seemed to freeze, falling silent and completely still.

Zhang Meng glanced at Qi Lin with a teasing look in her eyes. In front of someone like her, recognizing people was a basic lesson. She guessed that someone was having romantic feelings, but she wouldn't say who it was!

Afterwards, Yang Yao followed Qi Lin and Zhang Meng into their Hongqi car and booked a private room at a slightly secluded coffee shop.

Zhang Meng thoughtfully ordered a drink for Yang Yao, and of course, she didn't forget the two of them either. Don't they know what a business trip on public funds is? It's all reimbursed!

Yang Yao didn't touch the coffee. He didn't like it; he preferred iced cola to coffee.

Let's just treat it as a decoration. The formality of the conversation has already begun, and Yang Yao hasn't said anything, just staring blankly at the drink that was brought to the table.

Well, I must say, these flowers are actually arranged quite well; they don't look bad at all!

Seeing that Yang Yao didn't say anything and just stared blankly at the cup of coffee, Zhang Meng was speechless. No, they are people from the National Security Bureau. Aren't you curious why we came to find you?

Zhang Meng nudged Qi Lin with her elbow and gave her a wink.

At Zhang Meng's prompting, Qi Lin understood and immediately changed the subject:

"Yang Yao, you should have guessed why we're here, right?"

"Huh? I didn't guess. Hasn't Officer Qi Lin heard the saying, 'Don't try to guess a girl's thoughts. You'll never understand no matter how much you try.' I wouldn't dare to make any assumptions about the thoughts of these two beauties!"

Yang Yao simply chuckled and said a few words. He had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on, but it wasn't his place to say it.

"Alright, then I'll get straight to the point. We want to know what your relationship is with that angel from last night!"

Qi Lin asked directly and seriously.

Yang Yao crossed his arms, resting one hand on his chin. He wasn't surprised by Qi Lin's question; it would have been strange if he hadn't asked.

However, he had already thought of his words last night, so he could answer Qi Lin's questions fluently.

"Angels, haha, I wonder if you've ever heard of the term 'male god'?"

Qi Lin and Zhang Meng exchanged a glance. Male god?

They were certainly familiar with this term. Anyone who was handsome could be called a male god. Did Yang Yao mean that he was a male god?

But what does this have to do with angels? Yang Yao is very handsome; they're not blind. He's a top-tier male god.

Seeing the two people's blank expressions, Yang Yao continued:

"Among angels, there are generally only female angels. Because there are no male angels, there is the concept of descending to earth, which is to find a partner. Therefore, the term 'male god' represents an angel's partner."

Zhang Meng and Qi Lin suddenly realized, but they hadn't expected that angels were all made up of women.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Meng couldn't help but guess what Yang Yao meant.

"So the reason you know the angel is because she took a liking to you that night? And wants you to become her dream man?"

"I can't say much about this matter; those who know, know!"

Yang Yao was overjoyed. "This was your own idea! I never said Yan planned to make me her male god!"

But that was exactly what he wanted to achieve; he could just gloss over the situation. After all, they couldn't see the angels now, and who knew how long it would be before they did?

Even if he's asked later, he can just deny it!

Zhang Meng glanced at Qi Lin with pity. It seemed that the man you wanted was also wanted by the angel. Sigh, she didn't think Qi Lin could compete with the angel. Wasn't Qi Lin's love affair already over before it even began?

Tsk tsk, she quite likes this girl, but in this matter, she really can't help her. After all, she herself doesn't have the ability to snatch a man from an angel.

Unless this man truly loves Qi Lin, but she didn't sense any love from Yang Yao towards Qi Lin!

Zhang Meng was right. When Qi Lin learned that the angel planned to make Yang Yao the male god, she felt a sense of loss and her whole demeanor became colder.

Seeing Qi Lin's reaction, Zhang Meng understood and took over the task of having a conversation with her.

"Ahem, let's not talk about that anymore, Yang Yao. Actually, our goal this time is to get you to join us, or rather, we want to buy the crafting method of that weapon you had yesterday. I wonder if you'd be willing!"

Even though Yang Yao is a Chinese citizen, Zhang Meng no longer had any intention of forcibly conscripting him. As the saying goes, a married daughter is like water spilled from a cup. If Yang Yao becomes the god of angels, what connection can he have with China?

Besides, what if that weapon was left by an angel for Yang Yao's self-defense? If they were to steal it, and that angered the angel, that would be no small matter.

But Yang Yao's weapon yesterday did attract the attention of some higher-ups, after all, it had indeed eliminated an enemy they had been unable to defeat for a long time.

Therefore, regardless of the superiority of the weaponry or Yang Yao's identity, the country wanted to win over this seemingly ordinary human being.