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Seeing that Lu Zhao's complexion had visibly improved, Messiah looked back at Song Lingge in a daze, then leaned close to her and whispered, "Did the captain suddenly get a shot of adrenaline?"

“This is called the budding of maternal love.” Song Lingge winked at her and looked up at the opposite side. “Captain, since we’re not too busy today, why don’t we discuss the recruitment of new recruits?”

Lu Zhao quickly smiled and said, "You've worked hard these past few days. I actually have someone in mind for those two spots, but it hasn't been finalized yet. If you have someone you like, you can discuss it with me."

One person recommended by Li Manqiu, and one female lead—two spots are just right.

If the female lead doesn't join a team but goes to another department, then they can just pick anyone else to join and survive until the game's story ends, and that's all that matters!

So when you're in a good mood, even your thoughts start to change.

After finishing his coffee in one gulp, Lu Zhao suddenly stood up, hooked his arm around Messiah's shoulder, and said, "Let's go do some missions to earn money for the baby's milk powder!"

“Um… Xiaoyue doesn’t need formula anymore, right?” Messiah weakly raised her hand to correct her slip of the tongue.

Then he was glared at so much that he didn't dare to say a word.

At the Bureau of Spiritual Affairs, unless there is an emergency, the Operations Department staff will not be allowed to do nothing, so the General Planning Office has set up daily tasks similar to a game.

For example, they could monitor the behavior of key individuals or investigate places where psionic fluctuations had occurred to check for unregistered psionic beings. If so, they could bring the individuals back to register them.

Oh, theoretically speaking, every Elf race member should register after awakening, but just like there are unregistered individuals among ordinary people, there are also unregistered Elf race members.

The difference is that, based on the analysis of the Elven incidents that have occurred in recent years, about 70% of the incidents were committed by unregistered Elven individuals. Therefore, routine patrols of these individuals are also part of the Operations Department's work.

A soft laugh came from behind him, and Lu Zhao's body stiffened inexplicably. He turned around and looked at Song Lingge, who was staring at him. He remembered the information he had yesterday that suggested the original owner of the body might be interested in her, and he couldn't help but awkwardly twitch the corners of his mouth.

"Um...do you want to come along?"

I swear to my conscience, she was just being polite and had absolutely no other intentions.

However, Song Lingge, who hadn't been working with them before, thought for a while and then nodded, "Okay, since you're not in a hurry to recruit people, I don't need to be so busy."

A thousand alpacas raced through her mind in an instant. Lu Zhao scratched her head to cover her embarrassment.

"However, my weapon was sent to the technical department for maintenance, so I have to go down and get it now," Song Lingge added with a smile.

arms?

Lu Zhao was a little confused. Come to think of it, she still didn't know what Song Lingge's psychic power was.

The original owner's memories were not activated. Apart from knowing that Song Lingge came from a wealthy family that was probably no less powerful than Xia Zhifei's and that she had worked with the original owner for many years, she knew nothing else.

Oh, does it count if I deduce that the original owner might like her?

The other person looked... well, to put it nicely, she had a slender and graceful figure; to put it bluntly, she had the appearance of someone who couldn't even kill a chicken.

Someone who has been in the Action Department for so many years and is still recognized by the original owner must be quite capable.

She started to get a little curious.

“Hey,” Messiah whispered, leaning close to his ear, “Little apprentice, you must have seen Song Lingge’s psionic abilities quite a few times, right? What do you think of her strength? How about a fight between you?”

Messiah was taken aback, then laughed and said, "Captain, are you testing me again? Sister Song's psionic energy is the only one in the team who can contend with you for a short time. How could my time ability, which is unreliable, possibly fight against Sister Song!"

Ah this...

Lu Zhao turned his head suspiciously to look at Song Lingge behind him, whose walking posture was so elegant. He really couldn't imagine that such a girl could briefly contend with such a monster-level guy as the original owner.

You know, apart from Li Manqiu, the other dozen or so members of the second team were all beaten to a pulp by the original owner. And now you're telling her that this seemingly weak girl can also defeat more than a dozen people in one go?

What kind of terrifying ability is that?

She didn't dare ask any more questions, fearing that Messiah might notice something, so she obediently went into the elevator with them.

It wasn't until the elevator announced that it had stopped on the third basement level that she belatedly realized that if she went to the technical department, she would have to see Lin Yu again.

Chapter 52 Now things are finally peaceful!

Since seeing a portion of Lin Yu's memories last time, Lu Zhao's impression of her has undergone a subtle change, though she wasn't sure exactly what that change was.

Anyway, thanks to the original owner's terrible handling of interpersonal relationships, the two people she is most unwilling to face now are Chi Ying and Lin Yu.

I imagine those two people probably felt the same way about her.

However, Lu Zhao never expected that he would run into two people at once when he was just accompanying Song Lingge to get a weapon.

Fate is indeed a wonderful thing.

"Did you send over the maintenance stuff last time?" Lin Yu seemed quite calm, glancing at Lu Zhao before looking away and asking Song Lingge.

"Yes, it's been half a month already."

The two of them started chatting, but Lu Zhao on the other side was in an awkward situation. He had a messiah next to him who always said the wrong thing, and an old acquaintance was standing in front of him. He didn't know what expression to make for himself.

"Minister Chi," the oblivious young Messiah asked curiously, seemingly oblivious to the awkward atmosphere, "Are you here to maintain weapons too?"

Chi Ying glanced at her, then looked up at the person who had silently stood behind Messiah at some point. "No, my new weapon is being tested."

Hmm? Do the monitoring department people also need to use weapons?

In her memory, half of the monitoring department staff were ordinary people, so there was basically no need to send them out.

Lu Zhao wanted to ask but dared not, fearing that Chi Ying would seize the opportunity to speak to him.

She hasn't even returned her work ID to them yet!

This is where the curious Messiah comes in handy. Without needing any prompting, she asked, "Minister Chi, will you be going on missions in the future?"

"Yes, it's an order from the General Strategy Office that the Operations Department will send at least one person from the Monitoring Department to accompany them on any future missions." As she spoke, she gave Lu Zhao a meaningful look.

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhao was instantly overwhelmed.

This regulation was definitely introduced temporarily because of last night's incident, in order to restrict certain reckless individuals in the Operations Department and prevent them from causing any more trouble.

But doesn't that mean that if she has any missions in the future, she will likely go with Chi Ying?

I'm really afraid of what's coming!

Seeing that her expression had changed, Chi Ying crossed her arms, snorted through her nose, and added, "Daily tasks are not necessary."

Ah this...

Sister, can you please not breathe too much when you talk?

Instinctively clutching his chest, feeling his heart pounding rapidly, Lu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief when Messiah's cheerful voice rang out: "Really! Minister Chi, then we'll have to ask you to take good care of our team next time we go on a mission!"

"You!" Lu Zhao almost choked on his breath, his face turned red, and after holding it in for a long time, he finally couldn't help but cough.

What a terrible teammate! I can't carry him!

"Captain, what's wrong?" Messiah, completely unaware of Lu Zhao's emotional turmoil, quickly turned around and patted her back.

Having finally caught her breath, she looked up and accidentally met Chi Ying's unusually cold gaze.

It’s over.

Lu Zhao's heart skipped a beat again. She was about to explain her earlier lapse in composure, but Chi Ying seemed to have lost patience with her. She turned her back to Lin Yu, who was still searching the room, and said, "I'm going upstairs first. Bring the things to my office when you have time."

After saying that, he turned and left without even glancing at Lu Zhao.

Feeling incredibly frustrated, Lu Zhao glanced back at that straight and tall figure with a furious expression, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

This seems to have worsened my impression of them.

Oh wait, they are negative numbers -99 and -100, so there doesn't seem to be much difference.

Fortunately, none of the romanceable characters in this world have any yandere traits, otherwise the original owner would probably have been torn to pieces before she even got here.

"Captain," Messiah looked at her, puzzled, "Minister Chi seemed a bit off earlier. Did I say something wrong?"

With a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, Lu Zhao remained silent for a long time before patting her shoulder and saying earnestly, "No, it's not your fault."

Just shift all the blame onto the original owner!

“Found it,” Lin Yu said as he walked out of the room, holding two palm-sized boxes on the table. He carefully opened the sliding lids of the boxes. “Code name: Feather Bone.”

What appeared before them was an exquisitely crafted small pistol that was almost entirely white, with only a futuristic blue stripe decorating the magazine area.

Song Lingge picked up the item, played with it for a while, and then put it in her pocket. "Not bad, you've worked hard."

"The gun has been reinforced, but if it's like last time, I can't guarantee it will last until the next repair," Lin Yu said, his eyes slightly narrowed as he packed up the box.

However, Song Lingge's smile faded slightly, and after a long while, she nodded, "Yes, I know."

She turned around and said to the people behind her, "Let's go."

Lu Zhao noticed her change in mood and grabbed Messiah, who was about to go up and chat with the other person. "Hey, when was the last time Lin Yu mentioned? You know, my brain hasn't been working too well lately."

“This…” Messiah’s expression was a little strange. He deliberately distanced himself from Song Lingge in front of him before saying, “Sister Song’s gun was left by her mother. However, during the last mission, it almost fell apart because too much energy was poured into it.”

No wonder it doesn't have a serial number like the previous Flame Blade.

However... this gun can actually be infused with energy, so it seems that Song Lingge's ability is related to something like gun-fu.

Lu Zhao secretly speculated, but strangely enough, Song Lingge's memories were still pitifully few, even though she had been able to unlock her memories by encountering something before.

It seems that the relationship between the original owner and Song Lingge was indeed quite unusual.

The three of them stepped into the elevator together and pressed the button for the 33rd basement level. A feeling of weightlessness descended, and Lu Zhao leaned against the corner of the elevator, uncomfortably clutching her stomach. If she had known this would happen, she would have eaten less this morning.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Song Lingge noticed her complexion and asked with concern.

Lu Zhao calmly grabbed her hand, shook his head with a pale face, and carefully leaned closer while Messiah, who was standing at the front, couldn't see them.

This already exceeds the normal social distance. If Song Lingge and the original owner of this body really had nothing going on, she should have had a subconscious reaction.

However, Song Lingge showed no expression at all, and even moved her body closer to her so that she could lean against him more comfortably.

This seems to be the end for us. Lu Zhao stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Chapter Fifty-Three: Zhaoge? Refusal!

It's all over, it ......

The word kept playing in Lu Zhao's mind. His body was stiff and he didn't dare to move. He just moved his hand little by little and finally managed to remove it from Song Lingge's hand.

Would an ordinary colleague let someone lean on their shoulder so naturally?

Would an ordinary colleague feel so comfortable touching someone's hand?

Although this kind of situation is common in the real world, and many people even kiss and hug, but...

This is a yuri game, and all the romanceable characters here like girls!