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While Raiden Mei was struggling with how to deal with the challenge, Shirohiko was also facing a small challenge.

Bronya was staring at him, expressionless.

Bai Yan wasn't sure what she was thinking, so he simply greeted her and tried to get closer to her and start a conversation.

"Sister Bai Yan, do you have any brothers or sisters around your age in your family?"

"Uh... yes, why is Bronya suddenly asking this?"

"It's nothing, I was just asking."

Bronya hugged the doll and silently returned to her room.

In fact, she had never met Bai Yan, because Bronya had not yet been adopted by Cocolia when Bai Yan escaped from the orphanage.

She had only heard from Seele that there had been such a child in the orphanage, but he had later disappeared.

So Bronya asked Cocolia about it out of curiosity.

At that time, Cocolia's expression was not good. She remained silent for a long time before taking out a photo of Shirohiko when he was a child, which she had always treasured.

Bronya was also very curious about why these two people still cared about it.

After a long time, the girl in front of her stirred up Bronya's memories, and since she also happened to have the surname Bai, that's why she asked the question just now.

"How long has it been since Bronya was adopted by Cocolia? It's been several years since I ran away, why are they still thinking about her?"

Bai Yan frowned, a vague sense of foreboding creeping in.

"We need to be careful about the timing of the anti-entropy invasion from now on."

He didn't think he would be found out, after all, this was a disguise personally approved by Rita.

No one understands perfection better than Sister Ta!

I locked the door, turned on the computer, and began working on today's report.

[We successfully made contact with the target today, and the relationship is currently good. We met with the Far East Branch Chief this evening; details are attached...]

The attachment contains various packaged photos taken from a miniature camera inside Bai Yan's genuine leather bag.

If Rita opens the attachment, she can see various photos with extremely high resolution.

These photos are set against the backdrop of offices, campuses, and student dormitories, and include both group photos and solo shots.

A candid shot of Principal Theresa exuding authority; a close-up of Bronya having her head patted by a hand...

This is all intelligence.

As a frontline intelligence officer, Bai Yan is not very good at multifaceted analysis, so he needs to report every little detail.

As for selecting, organizing, and analyzing the data, that was left to other colleagues.

These are all jobs.

Rita: You did a great job.

Upon receiving the reply, Bai Yan smiled slightly.

Thinking back to when he was first recruited by Sister Ta, he was very apprehensive as a lowly employee.

It wasn't because of the difference in status and strength, but because he had made some mistakes when he was young.

At the time, he had many, many photos of young Durandal.

Originally, it was just a casual photo or a keepsake taken when we went out to play. I never imagined that my childhood sweetheart would become such a big shot.

Yes, I never expected that.

Are childhood photos of important figures allowed to be collected by just anyone? Aren't they afraid of leaking military secrets?

He didn't dare to hoard any of them and sell them!

So he handed all the photos over to his meticulous and reliable female boss, Lady Rita Rossweisse, for her to handle.

Later, "Lady Rita" became "Sister Rita".

[Rita: Lady Durandal has asked about "Bai Yan" again. Xiao Yan, what are your thoughts?]

Bai Yan frowned, thinking to himself that this type of silly goose was indeed very difficult to deal with.

With exceptional intuition and a serious attitude, it's impossible for her to get away with it easily.

Unlike her sister, who selectively forgets memories she doesn't face, often turning a blind eye to certain things.

Doesn't that silly goose understand how precious the quality of "it's good to be confused" is?

If your Rita hadn't pretended to be confused, would Bai Yan have let her see all sorts of crucial photos?

bother!

Bai Yan pondered for a moment before carefully replying.

[Bai Yan: Tell her that no one truly understands Bai Yan except me.]

Rita quickly replied with an "I understand" emoji.

For the first day of the mission, Bai Yan's gains were quite substantial.

They successfully made contact with the target and established initial communication, and also captured a clear image of the person in charge of the Far East branch.

In Rita's view, the progress was incredibly fast.

Bai Yan got up from his seat, stretched, and turned to take out two bottles of fine red wine from the cabinet.

I bought this when I went out with Kiana before, and it was mixed in with a bunch of snacks and other ingredients so no one noticed it.

The Kaslana family's superhuman strength is especially useful in situations like this; without Kiana, we would have needed a vehicle to haul all that stuff.

He had casually helped Kiana, and she felt bad about it, so she volunteered to carry her bags as a small way of repaying him.

Although it sounds a bit strange, there was nothing wrong with the result.

As for the cost of buying these things... After receiving this task, Bai Yan felt that his salary could be described with a very rare adjective.

—I would die without regret.

The bishop said nothing, but the truth often lies in the details.

Bai Yan thought for a moment, then found two more cups and some cold dishes to go with the drinks, and put them into a suitcase.

Then he took out a spiral-shaped mosquito coil, lit it carefully, and tried to recapture the feeling from that moment.

The next moment, everything started spinning again, and the surrounding environment became blurry.

In my perception, it seems that Mirror Flow has also been summoned.

He is about to meet the white-haired swordsman from the Luofu Immortal Ship again.

Volume 1: Chapter 14: The Goddess of the Luo River

Feeling his feet stepping on the cool water, Bai Yan saw Jing Liu sitting cross-legged on a boulder, which was about 1.2 meters high.

Bai Yan felt his hand go empty; the red wine and other items he had brought with him were gone.

I touched the small pocket on my shirt, and the chewing gum inside was gone.

"You can't bring anything, but things that fit the definition of clothing are allowed... I feel like the rules for descending into this space are a bit hard to understand."

Setting aside these doubts for the moment, Bai Yan looked up and ahead.

Jingliu had just sat down and was sitting cross-legged on the water-covered ground with his eyes closed, not caring that his clothes were wet. He had a strange sense of ease on his face.

Bai Yan didn't rush forward, keeping his distance and waiting quietly.

After a while, Jingliu opened his eyes, as if he had breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Jingliu, we meet again."

"You finally came."

Bai Yan sensed a sense of relief in Jing Liu's tone.

After their last meeting, Jingliu felt that his demonic body had completely fallen into silence, so he tried taking off his blindfold for a while.

She soon experienced physical ease for the first time in nearly a thousand years, and even had the idea of ​​finding Bai Yan from the universe and keeping him by her side forever.

Unfortunately, we can't find anyone.

However, after about six system hours, the demonic spirit suddenly revived, so quickly that it caught everyone off guard. If it weren't for his strong will and sufficient experience in dealing with the demonic spirit, he probably would have been in serious trouble.

Fortunately, that young man seemed to need me too, so I still have a chance to stay here.

How many years has it been since I felt this way, needing someone's help?

"Master Jingliu, you look terrible, what's wrong?"

"You've fallen back into your old habits, it's not a big deal. Let's not talk about that now. I didn't have time to ask last time, but why are you still dressed as a woman this time?"

Bai Yan was speechless.

After a moment's consideration, he summarized the key points of the whole story.

Jing Liu didn't laugh, and Bai Yan guessed that she probably held back because she was considering his feelings.

"So, you believe your target is quite dangerous?"

"...Why would you say that?"

"Although you didn't answer directly last time, I think you have some understanding of my identity."

"..."

"Therefore, determining the current situation and setting a preliminary goal is something that should be carefully considered before teaching."

Bai Yan scratched his head and chuckled, "As expected of the Sword Master of the Immortal Ship, you can't hide it from him at all."

"After all, I still rely on your abilities to alleviate the demonic influence. If I don't take action, I don't know how much longer I can remain a master."

"Hehe, not at all. Even just being around Master Jingliu makes me feel like I'm bathed in light as I move forward."

If it were anyone else, Bai Yan would never flatter them like this, but the person in front of him is a thousand-year-old immortal, so he has to assume that the other party's eyes can easily see through any of his disguises.

Bai Yan desperately needed the Mirror Flow at this moment, a trump card that no one else knew about.

He plans to cultivate his skills secretly, and then amaze everyone!

Being able to become a disciple of Master Jingliu is the greatest honor!

Jingliu: "Alright, let me take a closer look at your condition."

This means teaching should be tailored to individual students.

For her, the last time she taught an apprentice was a very long time ago.

However, ever since the demonic possession flared up and he betrayed the immortal ship, he has been living in the past.

Wandering is like this, killing is like this, and so is the search for revenge.

Even if we can find temporary peace now, it is but a fleeting moment compared to the vast expanse of time.

An extended life is not a continuation of life, but rather fuel used to reach the end...

Jingliu approached Bai Yan and patted him all over, then touched some of his bones and joints before stopping.

"How long is the time left?"

"Hmm... about ten minutes," Bai Yan replied after sensing the time.

"That should be enough—to make a long story short, fortunately you have good aptitude, so there's no need to worry about limited room for growth."

"But it seems you need to become stronger as soon as possible?"

"I'm not in too much of a hurry. I'll just see where things take me within the next three years."

The actual needs are not clear; whether to escape or fight against the Herrscher of the Void with their companions are uncertain variables.

Forcing people to meet certain KPIs can distort their nature and actually hinder the improvement of cultivation efficiency.

Therefore, we cannot rush it.

"Okay, I'll teach you a set of basic movements first, and then you can imitate them after I demonstrate. This will make it easier for me to find a suitable basic direction for you."

This is the advantage of having a renowned teacher provide private tutoring: you don't have to fill out college applications randomly; they can even personally find a suitable career path for you.

Jingliu loosely clenched his right hand, as if he were holding an invisible longsword.