The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

The relevant federal departments have been waiting for this hot search for a long time, and almost immediately after it was published, they began to move in an orderly manner.

Arecio also asked before if Hitomi could directly control public opinion, but the answer he got was regrettable. Under the control of Hitomi, there are not only the pupils, a social platform for civilian entertainment, but also many very important projects. His huge computing power and stable performance as the most stable center make it load many important functions of the Federation, and it is destined to not be able to divide too much energy.

In addition, social platforms like pupils pursue freedom of speech. Such a hot search of #暗生物伤人# is a true report. Even if the official takes it down directly, the temple will take the opportunity. Fermenting the event bigger and bigger.

"However, it's not that you can't cheat." Kravinson and Arecio stood together in the information processing center of the nursery center. Numerous light screens were extinguished in front of them, and the staff was nervously tracing the root cause.

"Although it is best not to withdraw the hot search directly, so as not to take the opportunity to counterattack, but we can use bigger news to dilute the hot search. In this regard, Hitomi can also brazenly help us."

A light screen beside Arecio suddenly turned into an image of a pupil, and a circle of light passed over the huge planet-like pupil, as if responding.

Alessio smiled, "Now bear with me for the time being, do you want to take the opportunity to uncover some hidden lines buried in the Federation in the temple?"

"Yes, we have this meaning. But please rest assured that within today, we will make an investigation. The investigation team from the headquarters will go to the southeast branch the day after tomorrow. You may be troubled for the rest of the matter."

Where the responsibility lies, Arecio does not refuse. He stayed in the information center for a while before returning home from get off work. He has always left early these days because he is responsible for packing up his luggage.

The pupils are now almost like a scoop of water poured in boiling oil, and almost everyone is discussing new hot searches.

[Fucking watching the video and hurting badly, how could this happen...]

[I have always known that dark creatures are a little aggressive, but most of them are still very friendly, right? 】

【Non-my family, its heart must be different! 】

[Expanded upstairs to racial problems? The co-authored Federation wants to harm you if the race is different from yours? Close the wheat! 】

[But I have to say that the privilege of dark creatures is really a long-standing problem. 】

Arecio slowly looked down at the comment area. The temple should be well prepared. There are also ordinary people who are not cold about dark creatures. This news came out and there were many negative comments. On the surface, the temple The public opinion plan seems to be proceeding very smoothly.

But this is only temporary, the Federation has not done its best, and the opponent should also have a hole card hidden.

"Guess what's next?" Arecio casually held the fork. "I guess the wounded died."

Even if the wounded did not die, the temple would let him die, but it was a pity that he was alive.

"But the temple is obviously unexpected. The day after tomorrow we will arrive at the southeast branch." The saint looks very indifferent. In his opinion, the current temple does not have the power and scale of ten thousand years ago. It will be relatively easy to deal with. Just beware of the **** of slander, not to mention that he is with Arecio now.

To him, this painstaking and solitary conspiracy of the temple is not as important as another matter.

"Right, Areci," he said. "Would you like to try the size?"

Ok? What size? Arecio was a little dazed.

"I sewed an inner pocket in my clothes. Try the size. If it doesn't feel comfortable, you can change it now."

"..."

"What? Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just a sudden respect for the temple. You tell me, the development and development of bridal courses are not more promising than they do things?!" Arecio hated iron and steel.

Painting, cooking and sewing museums with a little military instruction, the hunters taught go to the hall or the kitchen, pick up the needles and play with the guns. What a great bridal academy!

The more Arecio thought about it, the more distressed.

While feeling distressed, he turned into a little bat and went into the secret pocket in the neuropathy's pocket. The neuropathy also made some changes to the outside decoration of his clothes to make this slight bulge inconspicuous. Arecio rolled around inside, feeling soft and fluffy, expressing satisfaction.

He can sleep in it for a day.

"can."

"You can stay outside as long as you pretend to be a doll in normal times, and hide in when necessary."

Arecio got in and out to express his satisfaction.

The time soon arrived on the day of their departure. The news did not inform the Southeast Division. The headquarter said to them that the investigation team was about to be dispatched. Such a fast speed might be enough to catch the branch by surprise.

Arecio has been shrunk in his neurotic pocket, and is pulling his head to read the comments. With the help of people with ulterior motives, the incident of dark creatures hurting people has become more and more popular, and many people have left their opinions below. This is probably a rare incident of positive public opinion on the topic of dark creatures.

This incident did not deliberately conceal the other dark creatures of the headquarters. These dark creatures, who have been taught by Arecio and have gradually become independent, have shown a relatively calm attitude towards this negative public opinion. Of course, some will feel sad in private, after all, what they have gained before is like it, but the dark creatures also know clearly that the kind of preferential treatment they received before is deformed.

Arecio watched them silently, this threshold needs them to step over by themselves.

A finger fell from the sky and poked one of his ears. Arecio flapped his neuropathic hand with one wing and re-branched his little ear, but the other side fell again. By protecting the left and not the right, Arecio felt like an unlucky gopher who would be hit when he turned his head back.

Ruzius was poking vigorously. On the surface, he was still talking to the staff sitting in the front row to confirm the itinerary. After a sudden stop, the staff turned his head back a little puzzled.

"Mr. Ruzius?"

Feeling the four fangs clenching his fingers, Ruzius remained unchanged.

"Suddenly something came to mind, please go ahead."

The speed of the aircraft was very fast, and after the staff finished speaking softly and quickly, the Southeast Division had already appeared in Ruzius's field of vision. Compared with the gentle and lovely tones of the main part, the design of the Southeast Branch can only be said to be a regular building, and there is no dark creature activity on the periphery. Before their aircraft formation arrived, a branch aircraft had already taken off to meet them. After confirming that their identities were correct, they detoured.

Arecio didn't want to look at the situation outside, he stared at the new hot search.

#暗生物伤人致死#

Here comes the storm planned by Theo and the Temple. The passing of a life is heavier than anything else, so in a short period of time, whenever Arecio pulls down the page, a lot of information will pop out. Some are expressing their grief, some are angry and hurt the dark creatures not knowing good or bad, and some are reflecting on whether they should not be given so much preferential treatment.

Arecio looked at the screen, his eyes flickered, and the hand that had harassed him reached into his pocket again and touched the top of his head with a touch of comfort.

It's okay, this is just a small scene for Arecio, and the hatred and hatred suffered by dark creatures thousands of years ago is much more than this.

[But it shouldn't be, to hate a whole race, it shouldn't be. ] Neuropathy gave him a voice, and his hand still gently stroked his head, [No one is born to be hated. 】

[Most importantly, you should not be hated, Areci. 】

He spoke very softly, but his eyes were staring outside.

When the aircraft landed, the front-row staff immediately got down and walked to the back row to open the door for the saint. Unexpectedly, the saint pushed the door out by himself, nodded slightly to him, and walked ahead of the crowd. The staff was stunned. At the moment just now, he was clearly aware of the aura of the saint's camp leader ten thousand years ago.

The staff of the Southeast Division and some high-level officials greeted us. The headquarter investigation team arrived too quickly, and some high-level officials were not present. The remaining high-levels have been completely eroded by the insects, and their hearts are towards the temple. Of course, they also realize that the situation at this time is very bad.

They only let out the death news!

I also got off the aircraft, with a solemn face. For him who loves to socialize, the comments on the dark creatures on his pupils certainly made him sad, and some people even made a special trip to ask him what he thought of this matter, which made him a little at a loss. However, while he hesitated, the saint of the aircraft next to him walked down, and of course he had to follow closely. He looked at the back of the saint's cloak, as if he had also seen Arecio who was always walking in front of him.

Ah... Actually Arecio and Mr. Ruzius are very similar at some point...

Probably because they all have the courage to move forward.

He, who had witnessed this courage, seemed to have also been driven, showing the most solemn expression, determined to deal with this matter.

The saint stood still in front of the person in charge of the Southeast Branch. He himself was taller than the opponent. With the half-fan of pure platinum line cloak that was quite 10,000 years ago, the person in charge unexpectedly lowered his head subconsciously.

Ruzius lowered his eyes and looked directly at the person in charge whose smile was gradually stiffening. The temple taught him that he knows how to gain faith among the people, and he also knows how to face high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and he can make the most correct posture on any occasion.

Just imagine now.

"It seems that we arrived in time." He said softly, "Originally, the headquarter only intended to review the living conditions of the dark creatures in your branch. Now, I think we have to extend our stay to deal with the most recent one. Social News."

"I believe the branch does not want the reputation of the dark creatures to be damaged."

The saint stretched out his hand to the person in charge.

"mutual encouragement."

What else can the person in charge say? He had to smile awkwardly, and stretched out his hand, ready to make a friendly handshake with the saint——

The saint retracted his hand and naturally flicked the non-existent dust on the outside of the cloak. It turned out that he didn't mean to raise his hand for a friendly handshake, and the self-conscious person in charge had to withdraw his hand in embarrassment.

"That's right." The saint said suddenly, and the person in charge felt nervous when he spoke.

"This time we brought some gifts to express the close and friendly relationship between the headquarter and the branch." He reached into his pocket and took out a furry black little bat. He also pinched it twice. The little belly looked at it. It looks very Q bombs.

"Is it cute? We brought this one of the aircraft. I hope you can have one each."

Shouldn't you give me some supplies? The headquarters has always been very generous to the branches, but this time there is only this kind of doll? This disappointed the person in charge of a large part of the temple who was waiting for the new batch of materials to arrive.

"...Thanks... Headquarters?"

"You're welcome, do you transfer money?"

"???"

"The copyright for the designer's design fee is the other party's, and the fee alone must be paid."

"..."