[Slow Wear] Assassin System

Facts have proved that high-level games are high-level games. It only took a few short hours for Miao Xuan to go underground to save people. He went down in the middle of the night and brought people up early the next morning. Mu'awiyah's backup plan The sets are useless.

Mu'awiyah: After all, my boss is someone who can dismantle an aircraft ship with his bare hands.

This time the rebellion was undoubtedly the huge fault of the governor of the eleventh district. In fact, if Mrs. Lou Ye and General Xuan Wei were not old acquaintances, Issam would not even be eligible to apply for assistance from Miao Xuan.

Xuan Zilong is a military military officer with the rank of general, and he has a contract with the king. His own safety is far more important than the two healers, and it is an unspoken fact that the king values ​​him. The political significance of the dragon is as important as the military significance.

This is not just the reason that "the son of a thousand gold can't sit down", if it is more serious and the rumors are more jittery, it can be pulled to the extent that it involves the foundation of the empire.

It can be seen that Isam, who is still determined to save his wife and daughter despite the known punishment, really puts his wife and daughter in a very important position.

But this is not a reason that Mu'awiyah can accept. As far as this matter is concerned, he has prepared many records and vowed to maximize the benefits that his boss's involvement in the risk can bring.

#On wrangling, I am the professional#

After Miao Xuan sent the two healers back to Issam, he put away his guns and went back to catch up on sleep without disturbing the family reunion.

Although the [-]th District is a small villa that has been tidied up hastily, it is so luxuriously furnished that Miao Xuan looks no different from a small palace in the [-]th District.

He has been in this world for nearly half a year, looking at these eye-catching decorations every day, either gold or silver, so flashing that Miao Xuan almost forgot what a normal house in his hometown looks like.

What's even more frightening is that after watching this style for a long time, he actually thinks it looks pretty good...

#My aesthetics is still a child, why should I torture it so much#

Xuan Zilong's body functions are top-notch, but Miao Xuan just squinted for a few hours, and the fatigue after staying up for two nights and one day completely disappeared. He got up unsteadily and sat downstairs in the empty hall .

All the dignitaries in District [-] basically lived on floating buildings, while the grounds belonged to slave camps and factories.

The topography of Shahong is very distinctive. The surface layer is a shallow layer of desert, and the inner layer is hard soil. There are no rare metal deposits. Before it was colonized by Shomsang, Shahong was well-known for its barrenness.

The temporary residence that Muawiya chose for Miao Xuan was not too unique. It was also a floating building, but it was surrounded by the ships of the pro-guards.

In fact, Miao Xuan preferred to live directly on Xuan Zilong's ship, but if he really did that, he would be slapping District [-] in the face.

After all, Miao Xuan had just entered the dungeon to save people, and any inappropriate actions could easily bring about negative political influence.

Mu'awiya thought about it, so he made a compromise, and still arranged for the general to live in the eleventh district, but emptied the entire building, leaving only the outer guard camp.

In fact, the security issue is not a problem for Adjutant Miao, because the only one who can kill Xuan Zilong is himself and time.

Maybe there are Xuan Zilong's contractors, but this is beyond Mu'awiya's ability to speculate.

The climate and terrain of the eleventh district are very different from those of the thirteenth district. Although it is far less fertile than the thirteenth district, it still has its unique products.

For example, various insects that can be used as medicine and green cacti are abundant in the desert... although all deserts are rich in these things.

Miao Xuan went through the kitchen and bar of the floating building he was in, arranging all the food and drinks he could find.

There are mainly all kinds of alcohol, followed by juices squeezed from various strange plants, and the most prominent place is ice water.

Among all the drinks, Miao Xuan only drank ice water.

A row of colorful cups are arranged in order, either clear or cloudy, ranging from the colorless amber brown wine on the far left to the red, green and purple plant juice on the far right. Many clear wines are also soaked with various insect larvae or Adults, people have the pleasure of enjoying specimens.

It can be said to be full of desert style.

In such a barren and dry district eleven, there are dozens of drinks for Miao Xuan to choose from.

It can be seen that for some Shmsans, there is no distinction between rich and poor in the colonial area. Anyway, they can eat the best they can use. It is no wonder that most of the human beings on the planet are serving this nation. They are more arrogant than the sun.

Miao Xuan drank from the green juice on the far right, and the cactus mixed juice was highly praised by the little system.

The little system had a taste in his mouth, and gradually became more courageous. He asked eagerly: [Brother Miao...why were you unhappy during the rescue? 】

Miao Xuan was stunned, a little surprised that the little system was still thinking about this matter.

At that time...he was quite unhappy, but after all, he was playing games, so the degree of discomfort was actually not that serious.

Miao Xuan believes that the pain that really counts as a matter stems from the hatred of one's own incompetence, such as Griffith's.

As for Miao Xuan's discomfort with this world, in the final analysis, he himself felt that he was moaning for nothing.Suffering from the pain of the war, it was not him who died, and Xuan Zilong was not only a victim but also a perpetrator.

As a "player" brought into this world by the system, he has a unique strength and status in this world.As long as he makes a choice, the world will change accordingly.

In fact, it is this right to choose that brings more and more pressure on Miao Xuan, and makes him no longer face this "game" world with a purely playful attitude.

Rights and obligations are bound to be interdependent, and the power to change the world must bear the weight of the world.In this world where even Miao Xuan thinks that the guards who are most like NPCs have their own emotions, the right to choose becomes even more solemn.

Miao Xuan no longer considered killing Griffith in order to clear the level, but he also never thought about running back to the city of heaven to shoot his friend.

After all, Miao Xuan was somewhat resistant to these two options.

Miao Xuan: All, I don't like massacres caused by strife among humans... Although I can understand that this is an inevitable law in human history, I just don't like it.

[Is that so...] The small system was thoughtful.

Although it has a huge reserve of knowledge and complete logical ability, the small system is not human after all. For dead humans, he has no empathy, no concept of good and evil, and can't figure out what is justice and evil or the conventions that human beings abide by. law.

The person who created him is Miao Xuan, so for the system, all things related to Miao Xuan will attract his attention.

So since Brother Miao is so disgusted with the death of the same kind, he will pay attention to this in the future.

A good system should have such qualities!

Miao Xuan had already finished drinking all the plant juices, and began to try the wines unique to District [-].

When he drank, he didn't pull down the soaked worms in the cup. These terrifying and huge things in the last days, after being soaked in the wine, they chewed and could be called different flavors.

Miao Xuan couldn't help but start discussing with the system the possibility of catching bugs and making wine after returning to his hometown, and was finally defeated by a set of data from the system.

The system pulled out the latest statistical list of mutated creatures from the Underground Research Institute this year, and compared all the data belonging to insects with those before the mutation. Not to mention whether the shells of insects can be bitten after the mutation, but their tastes have changed dramatically. , it has reached the point where no amount of alcohol can save it.

Miao Xuan concluded: I will miss this world very much.

System: [Maybe the next mission world can also be assigned to a good place? 】

Miao Xuan: It's all "possible". If you give me another doomsday world, where do you want me to cry?

The mental force field was touched, and Miao Xuan quickly collected all the empty glasses and threw them into the luxuriously decorated bar sink.

Footsteps sounded outside the corridor, and the adjutant walked into the hall, and was surprised to see the serious Miao Xuan, "Admiral, you're awake."

Miao Xuan nodded coldly at him.

The adjutant saluted first, and then immediately began reporting information and the current situation.

After the hostages were successfully rescued, the governor of the [-]th District no longer had any worries. Not only did he quickly get rid of the rebels, but he also completed more than half of the purge order. In just a few hours, the [-]th District was bleeding profusely.

In fact, Mu'awiyah also received Issam's invitation to observe his sentence, but Mr. Adjutant turned it down as a matter of course.

This was not because of such a nonsense reason that he couldn't bear it, but because the adjutant was reluctant to appear too close to Issam before gaining the benefits he deserved.

According to the official practice of Shomsang, after a certain major event, large-scale receptions, dances and dinner parties followed. I had a ball to make friends with myself.

In fact, even if Issam resigns, he is still the patriarch of the Mansour family, and his political power cannot be underestimated.

Of course Miao Xuan was invited to the prom, and Miao Xuan had to go, because the name of the prom this time was similar to the one he met when he first came to this world, only that time it was to celebrate him, this time it was to thank him Saved the mother and daughter of the Mansur family.

The time was set for tomorrow afternoon, and Mu Aweiye seriously took out several sets of dresses, which once again refreshed Miao Xuan's understanding of the housekeeper NPC—there is no emotion that you, Mu A Dingdang, can't take out...

Then Miao Xuan chose to refuse: "It is enough for me to wear a military uniform."

#Let go of my aesthetic baby#

#Your mainstream aesthetics are very dazzling#

Mu'awiya hesitated to speak, but Miao Xuan once again said categorically that you should step down if there is no important military and political matter.

#I'm very busy#

adjutant:"……"

Mr. Adjutant looked at his boss's back as he walked up the stairs gracefully, and choked on the words in his throat.

Admiral, I have already reported to His Majesty when you took the risk, and His Majesty must be on his way here... Forget it, you don't want to hear it... Your Majesty doesn't want me to say it either... Then I will keep silent... …

Anyway, I'm not the one who was frightened.

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