Civilization of the Stars: I loaded the mod

Chapter 54

Blue Star E Continent, France.

In the office building of the Federal Players Group, in the work area on a certain floor, a virtual hatch cover with a red light turned green, and the hatch opened automatically.

"Huh~"

Ke Xicai in the cabin opened his eyes and pondered a few times.

His weak movements couldn't hide his expression of doubting life.

Gu Du's words of concern for him before he left still linger in his ears.

"Kesai, in order to avoid the subtle influence of thoughts, you have to learn to resist the thoughts of those rocks."

"But don't take a hostile attitude. Psykers are very sensitive to the perception of life emotions."

"After today, the Avanrits are still your benevolent suzerain. Don't think about his faults. You are just a loyal vassal."

"At least...you are a vassal until there is a conflict of interest."

The boss and the fallen empire, you don't have to think too much about which side to choose.

One is a real-life companion, and the other is an alien in the game. The former puts forward constructive suggestions, while the latter is also secretive.

Make up your mind to firmly follow the route specified by Gudu.

Isn't it just undercover!

It is not unacceptable to be an undercover official on behalf of the group of friends, an undercover official on behalf of the Life Consortium, and an undercover fallen empire, and it is even a bit handy.

Besides, this is not a complete [-]-year-old boy, he still has feelings for the official and the degenerate suzerain country.

Sure enough, it was much more comfortable to think that way.

Ke Xicai convinced himself with peace of mind, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes scanned the huge game room, and he turned over and got off the hatch to exercise his muscles.

Rows of virtual game cabins filled the lobby in an orderly manner, and most of the idle green lights symbolized the working status. It seemed that many team members went out to fish again.

Isn't everyone in a team of hundreds of players the same?

The team leader is posing, the team members are mixed, and the big fish and meat get allowances every day.

"I hope Team Leader Murakami won't drop by to check on the post later..."

Ke Xicai withdrew his gaze, and sniggered helplessly without thinking about it.

The working time of the player group is 12:[-] noon every day, which corresponds to the first month of each month of the stars.

The official working hours restricted by the player group are basically decorations. Some players will go online for half an hour at noon every day, and then they will go out to eat.

More people will choose to play in the afternoon or night, entering the game cabin instead of sleeping.

All in all, in the actual working hours, it is not suitable to meet the flow rate difference of the stars.

The above symbolizes the rules, and the bottom follows the rules according to the mood.

He is content with his life now.

Stepping onto the blanket aisle in the center of the hall, the cold floors on both sides reflect the soft light from above.

All the way to the distance, the game cabins placed beside the road are like laboratory furnishings, and only one of them is working every three to five times.

As the working area of ​​the core player group of the Federation, the entire floor of the office building is divided into five areas, each equipped with different game environments.

His current area A is a public equipment area where people come and go, as long as players with permission can use it without restriction.

After walking a distance of [-] meters, a glass door separated the corridor outside the door.

Craig stared up, his irises close to the scanning device.

With a beep, the glass door automatically slid open.

Go up the corridor and go around a few times, then take the elevator to the higher-level office area.

Finally, they stopped at the door of an office with a gilded plaque, with the words 'Federal Defense League Core Player Group' written on it.

According to Murakami's team leader's temper, he must be waiting for him to go in now, and he will criticize him with courtesy first.

But it doesn't matter, the team leader has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and his deputy team leader also goes in one ear and out the other, nothing can stop him.

Doing the mental exercise of being bad, Ke Xicai lifted his fingers and woke up the control panel on the door.

"Ding! Authorization verification, Ke cuisine, apply for a visit, confirm."

The mechanical sound flashed, and the pattern of the task in progress on the blue screen kept beating.

After about a few seconds, a calm male voice came from the room: "Please come in!"

Ke Xicai pushed the door lightly, and took the lead to poke his body and head in. The office furnishings are very simple. Except for a small area at the door, the entire floor is covered with tatami mats, plus a smart table, three or two tea sets, and a mobile phone that can be pushed behind. The door covered half the room.

That's all the furniture.

"Team Leader Murakami, what can I do for you?"

Ke Xicai walked into the office cheaply, rubbing his hands together, and sat cross-legged to the opposite position.

The one who picked up the teacup took a sip, and skillfully refilled the cups for the team leader and himself, just like going home.

"That's right. Although you can't taste the taste, drinking the tea from an insider is delicious."

Murakami's smile stopped abruptly, and a black line appeared on his forehead.

"Stop talking nonsense, you have to explain to yourself about the closure of the official account of the forum?!"

Although it is an interrogative sentence, the tone is obviously reprimanded.

When the Dongchuang incident happened, Ke Xicai, the instigator, slapped the table aggressively, and the villain, who was filled with righteous indignation, filed a complaint first.

"Team leader, you know me. You have a loyal personality and never take the initiative to cause trouble. Just as an unknown minister from the Supervision Department airborne, you dare to block our official account. You have never seen a black hand!"

"This tone can't be tolerated! Team leader, you take the lead, we will copy guys tonight! Go skewer their departments and go to kebabs."

Hearing his deputy team leader's daily spiel, Murakami simply calmed down, stared at him coldly, took a sip of tea and said:

"The new Minister of Supervision is a relative of the Offi Consortium."

The Offi Consortium?That giant consortium of the second world?The new minister is so awesome.

With a thud, Ke Xicai suffered a cardiac arrest!
"Cough cough."

With small eyes widening, he coughed a few times, causing the tea in the cup in his hand to sway from side to side. He quickly managed his posture and sat upright.

"Uh... I mean, treat them to barbecue."

Gentle and elegant words were uttered from Ke Xicai's mouth, completely no longer domineering just now.

"After all, the new minister came to the door. In order to cooperate sincerely in the future work, it is necessary to contact colleagues and establish relationships."

Murakami nodded when he heard the words, he had exactly the intention, but the premise was that his subordinates would not mess around.

"It makes sense. This time, thanks to Minister Offi, the matter can be suppressed in time. If you plead guilty, I will act as your intermediary and stab you in both sides."

"Don't..." Ke Xicai pretended to turn pale.

Before he could continue to quibble, Murakami threw over a document, gestured for him to take a look with his palm as if to please.

Ke Xicai hesitated to pick it up and opened it. Whether it was a blessing or a disaster, he couldn't avoid it. At least he didn't think the problem was a big one. Before he died, at least there were relatives who could pull him into trouble.

At a glance, the large characters in the title made alarm bells ring in his heart, followed by screenshots of familiar paragraphs.

【Shock!In the future of civilization, the leader of the players actually did this! 】

One is the god promiser who was originally born elegantly and carefree, but was locked in the office because of the incarnation of civilization fishing and the priest's bad performance.

One is originally pure, sweet, kind-hearted, but because of the awakening of psychic powers, she was imprisoned for research and devoted herself to the gods.

Come and save them!Let the promiser of the gods melt the ice for you and smile; the saint of civilization can be relied on and lean on your shoulders.

Star Civilization: The only player from outside the territory - a few things about Keshi cuisine [7+, female development, super power, respectable words, dog licking]

This... Isn't this the second-level title he wrote on the official account...

The more Ke Xicai watched, the more beads of sweat on his forehead grew, and then the team leader Murakami complained in his ears.

"This time, the operation of the official account is gone. Last time, the documents that the whole team went crazy for were used as a butt pad by you. Last time, you encouraged young players to confess to the daughter of a consortium."

"Craig, are you sent by Jesus to torture me?"

The team leader roared over in a cannibalistic tone, Ke Xicai was so frightened that his shoulders shook and he fell silent.

Poor and helpless...

(End of this chapter)