Quick Wear: The host is beautiful and ruthless

"Welcome the host back!"

A ball of light danced on the big screen. Ning Yan stepped out of the circle of light, her expression indifferent.

"I asked you to upgrade. How is your promotion going?"

The light group jumped even more excitedly, "Hey, many functions have been optimized successfully, host, don't worry."

Don't worry!

Ning Yan lay back on the chair. She had fair skin and flaming red lips.

This face is undoubtedly very beautiful, full of aggression, sharp features, slightly raised eyes, golden vertical pupils without any reflection, mysterious and indifferent.

Beautiful and dazzling.

"Call your director over here, I have something to ask."

Ning Yan rested his elbows on the table and rested his chin on the back of his hand, his posture was lazy and noble.

The system froze for a moment, "Host, we don't have enough authority. If you want to see the director, you need to report to the higher levels. You can only meet the director after everyone above them approves."

And the reason must be sufficient.

The Space-Time Management Bureau has strict hierarchies. How can the director be seen whenever he wants?

The woman's eyelids drooped slightly, tsk, this is really troublesome.

"Host, why are you meeting the director? I can help you submit an application."

The woman stood up, her red clothes swinging in a sharp arc in the air.

"no need."

Ning Yan walked out of the cabin, put his hands in his pockets, and walked in a lazy and casual manner.

Occasionally, a few people pass by in the corridor, and ice-blue light shines in every corner, giving a casual glance a sense of technology.

As you go deeper, there are fewer and fewer people, and finally only the cold metal wall is left. The road in front of the girl is blocked by a door.

She raised her head slightly, and transparent light waves swept across her face.

"Identification, Ning Yan, passed!"

The door clicked open.

Generally speaking, each staff member in the administration has his or her own position. When the machine is appraised, the position title will be added before the name, such as maintenance department, etc.

Ning Yan is just a name without a job title.

After passing through the checkpoints, Ning Yan arrived at the top of the management office.

The footsteps stopped in front of a door. The door number said 'Office of the Director of the Space-Time Administration'.

Ning Yan stood with his hands folded and said in a calm voice, "Open the door, or you will be kicked."

The door squeaked open from the middle.

The interior is spacious and bright.

In front of the table, the man smiled helplessly, "Your temper is still the same as before."

Ning Yan walked straight to the opposite side of him, grabbed a chair and sat down.

She has a strong aura, "Tell me, what is the purpose of transferring me to the wish group?"

The volunteer group is the department she is in now.

The man has a young face, a gentle and clean temperament, his long silver hair is as smooth as a waterfall, his silver eyes are shining slightly, and he smiles as if nothing has happened.

"There is no purpose, just to relax you."

"Well, the task is very simple."

"..."

The girl's eyebrows were sharp, "Ling, it's been a long time since I hit you."

He actually wanted to fool her!

The girl clenched her fists tightly, and the tail of her red hair drew sharp arcs in the air.

The silver-haired beauty immediately choked on his saliva and coughed several times.

"Sister Yan, calm down!"

He touched his nose and said, "I can only say that the decision to transfer you to another group was not a temporary one..."

"Anyway, Sister Yan, you will understand later."

"I'm sorry I can't say anything right now."

Ning Yan had a cold face. This guy looked easy to talk on the outside, but in fact he had the most stern mouth. Even if he didn't want to say, beat him to death, he wouldn't be able to say a word.

The man with silver eyes was smiling, and the gentle expression in the girl's eyes really deserved a beating. She smiled coldly, "Okay, I'll skip this topic, but you have to make some compensation."

"I request that the limit value after my crossing be lowered."

The higher the limit value, the harder it is for the tasker's skills or power to be used.

The Administration does this for no reason. The easier it is for missionaries to cheat in the small world or interfere too much with the world's operations, they will be obliterated by world consciousness.

The Authority has set many precedents.

But Ning Yan doesn't think about this.

The beginning of the last world was too fragile, and she couldn't even exert any strength of her own. She suffered from it for several months!

In addition to the original owner's reasons, another part is this numerical limit.

The man's eyes twitched slightly, "This is not consistent with..."

"Then don't blame me for tearing the void apart when necessary!" Summon the body.

The man's voice changed, "But having said that, you have a special status, so I naturally agree to this request."

Isn't it just adjusting the numerical value? Rather than tearing apart the void and causing chaos in the world, and possibly even space fragmentation, it's better to just follow her.

The girl's cold outline gradually softened.

The man smiled softly, and he suddenly realized that the real purpose of the girl looking for him was to lower the limit, not to ask about the real purpose of the transfer.

Because there are more difficult things to pave the way for, it is much easier to make simpler requests later.

He lightly covered his chin and said in a helpless tone, "Sister Yan, if you have anything to say next time, just tell me." He was stunned just now.

Ning Yan stretched and his tone returned to being casual, "It depends on the situation."

The surnamed Ling is cunning. If you want to take something from him, you have to use your brain.

The girl stood up and suddenly walked to a cabinet. The cabinet was entirely silver-white, with a small space at the back.

The silver-eyed man's expression froze.

Ning Yan's eyes moved slightly, but instead of moving forward, he opened the cabinet door and took out a pack of snacks.

Shaking the potato chips in his hand, "Director Ling, be careful of gaining weight."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you for your concern. Are you okay?"

It means driving people away.

The girl smiled slightly, tore open the package, ate the potato chips and walked out the door.

After waiting for the others to leave for a while, a man walked out from behind the cabinet. The man was in a black jacket. He was tall and had passionate peach blossom eyes.

"She suddenly came over and asked you, she must have discovered something."

The man's tone was joking.

"I'm also curious about your purpose of transferring her."

Director Ling said nothing, and the man sat on the chair. "To be honest, I really miss the days of fighting with her."

The silver-haired man held his forehead and said, "You can leave too." If they fight, the administration must not be overthrown!
  The man shrugged, smiled nonchalantly, and finally walked away casually through the window.

the other side.

The system was called by superiors and staff gave it a new task.

The system took a closer look and almost exploded.

"I refuse. This kind of thing does not belong to our volunteer group."

Still protect?
  The system feels that based on the host's temperament, it is more likely to kill the mission target.

What on earth did the above think, to assign such a task to the host?

The staff member said expressionlessly, "This is issued by the director himself. If you have any questions, please ask him for feedback."

system:"……"

Director? !

Hiss, this is difficult to handle.

The system was silent. It was not brave enough to protest in front of the director of the Space-Time Administration.

I heard that the current director came from that group...

How dare it provoke!

"Change your mind and change your words when issuing tasks. As long as you can achieve the goal. If you do well, the points will be doubled." The staff persuaded.

The system groaned for a long time and finally agreed.