Necromancer's Second-Original Chat Group

Damn it, putting this kind of thing on a young girl's suitcase, what a disgusting adult mindset.

Sonnet, finding nothing amiss, continued, "I came here specifically to convey the committee's commendation and subsequent mission. I never expected you to summon me directly... If there's an opportunity in the future, I hope you can show me the incantation for this spell; I'd love to learn it!"

Virtue had pulled her hat down almost to the limit, but from Wan Qi's angle, he could just see her eyes.

His eyes were filled with apology and self-reproach.

Wanqi snapped his fingers nonchalantly, signaling to Virtue to relax.

He's not afraid of any foundation. He's already anchored in the Red Sea. The worst-case scenario is that he'll just explode on the spot and then go back to the Red Sea to respawn.

The only thing to worry about is that if I don't complete the mission, I won't be able to obtain the world coordinates, and I won't know when I'll be able to get out again. But having hope is much better than having no hope at all.

As a result, Wanqi's nonchalant attitude made Virtin feel even more guilty.

I should be more careful, more careful, more careful. The foundation has far more eyes and ears and more methods than I do. In this game, I have always been the undisputed weakest player, and the initiative is not in my hands.

At this moment, Sonnet walked up to Starbracelet, extended her hand, and said, "Starbracelet, we welcome you to join us! However, you need to go to the Foundation and the Science and Technology Center first to complete the relevant registration. As an S-rated occult talent, we will provide you with the best research equipment."

"Congratulations! Shall we have a big meal to celebrate?" Wan Qi clapped as he changed the subject, trying to keep Sonnet from noticing Virtue's unusual behavior.

Xingdi jumped back a distance on the spot and denied it, saying, "Hey, which star said they wanted to join the Foundation? Ridiculous! Do you think I'm that easy to recruit? The organization that Virtin told me about is a place where you can hide from the 'storm,' guarantee the free use of arcane arts, and even get 365 days of free luxury drinks from Dr. Pepper!"

Apple then added, "That's right. If it's a place where serious old men gather, Xingdi won't be interested. Sorry, Apple interrupted."

Sonnet quickly explained, “No, no, no, the Foundation is not a place for serious old men to gather—! That, that’s where I grew up with Veltin, and there are many other interesting…cough! young people like us.”

With just a few words, Wan Qi could already tell how loyal Sonnet was to the St. Petersburg Foundation.

The last time he witnessed such successful brainwashing was in the third mission of the Soviet campaign in Red Alert 2.

The explanation of the sonnet only aroused more suspicion from Xingzhu, which made her a little anxious. She quickly looked at Virtine: "Sichen... Virtine, don't just stand there and watch, explain yourself!"

This anxious demeanor was genuine. Apple shook her bow tie and said, "I didn't expect Miss Sonnet to be flustered. Judging from your expression, it at least shows that the Foundation is a normal place."

Wan Qi really wanted to complain, "From what angle did you see that? All I see is a helpless little girl."

The sonnet said rather embarrassedly, "...Yes...it's because my training isn't enough. I'm afraid we can only make the best of a bad situation for now."

Feeling the time was right, Virtin stepped forward and said, "Let me explain. Star, Apple... the organization I invited you to join is the St. Love Foundation. As for Dr. Pepper, I think Sonnet will figure something out."

At this moment, Wan Qi whispered to Wilting, "What is Dr. Pepper? Can those two things be put together?"

"It's a caramel carbonated beverage," Wilting explained. "According to Aurora, the company that produces it is called 7UP."

Wan Qi made an OK gesture to indicate that he understood.

It wasn't introduced to China, so I assume it tastes awful and won't comment further.

Regarding the problem that Si Chen had passed to him, Sonnet could only say, "I will definitely apply to the administrative department."

Wan Qi didn't dare to expose him, but the idea of ​​actively applying meant "we can delay as long as we can." Considering the average efficiency of Western administrative systems, that would be an incredibly long wait, like the mountains crumble and the seas run dry.

Hopefully, Xingdi isn't addicted to Dr. Pepper.

"Tsk tsk." Xing Di expressed 100% skepticism, but then quickly changed the subject: "Alright. For the sake of 365 days of unlimited luxury drinks, I'll reluctantly accept. The paperwork shouldn't take more than a few days, right? I still have a ton of stuff to pack... Virtue, and Wan... Qi, right? Come help me out!"

The group left behind a sonnet and departed the room.

On the way, Virtin whispered, "I'm sorry..."

She thought she had done it discreetly, but she didn't expect it to turn out like this. Now, her biggest worry is Wan Qi.

If the foundation learns of Wan Qi's special circumstances, what actions will they take? Will it be detrimental to him? What if!

At that moment, Virtue felt something in her left hand. She turned her head and saw Wan Qi smiling at her. She looked down and saw that it was a very delicate little ornament, which would be perfect as a bracelet or a necklace.

But its most important function is not decoration.

"That way, we won't have to worry about anyone eavesdropping." Wan Qi's voice echoed in Virtin's mind.

"I see, a kind of mystical spell involving mental communication, how useful." Veltin gripped the ornament in her hand tightly.

[As long as you bring it into direct contact with you, we can communicate in this way, with a maximum distance of ten kilometers.]

While communicating telepathically with Virtine, Wanqi slipped something into her right hand. Virtine took it, opened her hand, and saw that it was a stack of bound telepathic communication amulets.

"Thank you!" Veltine gratefully clutched the amulets; she needed them so much.

[Choose someone you trust to give it to. I've already included the usage instructions in the amulet; you can check it when you have time.]

Hmm. 1

Xingdi suddenly turned around and asked, "Hey, why do I suddenly feel like I'm being ostracized?"

"Here, this is for you."

Veltin gave Apple and Xingdi each a charm, which enabled them to have internal team voice chat.

"Wow, that's amazing. Is it the Foundation's technology?" Xingdi asked.

"It's Wanqi's technology. The foundation has similar technology, but they can't make it this small," Wilding explained.

"Dude, you're so awesome!" Xingdi pulled down his sunglasses and looked at Wanqi with surprise.

"Everyone has their own strengths," Wan Qi said nonchalantly.

This is just one Spirit Communication Amulet; I have a whole bunch of other amulets with different effects, and each one is more powerful than the last.

An explosion, both literally and physically, possesses an artistic quality.

The only thing that might be of concern is the materials used to make these amulets and magical artifacts, but they are all made by Wanqi itself. We produce and sell our own products, which are absolutely efficient, environmentally friendly, and pollution-free. Even if someone sues us for this issue, it would just be a lame joke like an animal rights organization suing GW for animal abuse.

Sorry, we're made of human skin.

As expected of a company with a reputation for being people-oriented, they truly put people first.

The group's purpose in coming out was certainly not to pack up Xingdi's belongings, as those had all been erased by the "torrential rain." They had only one purpose in coming out: to discuss what to do next.

Unfortunately, sonnets are a special case, so we have to exclude them for now.

So this is the father of American bullying, British bullying (I'm sure of it).

After leaving the box, before Virtue could speak, Wanqi pointed at the box and gestured with his hand. Virtue nodded, and then the three of them and Guo started chatting about other things. The real communication was done through the team's encrypted voice chat.

Apple began by saying, "It seems the Foundation doesn't fully trust you, just as it doesn't trust you."

Wan Qi continued, "[This is strange. Aren't you a kid who grew up at the Raw Salad Foundation? Why are they guarding you like a thief? Could it be that you caused a ruckus at the foundation like some monkey when you were little, and were sentenced to five years of solitary confinement, and only recently got out?]"

Virtue looked somewhat dejected, probably thinking of something unpleasant.

Apple continued, "The current situation is that what you did to the Foundation has become clear; they even know the results of your actions. This is not a good sign. If possible, I would like you to tell us in detail about the Foundation, after all, that's where our captain is headed."

Wilting nodded and began to recount: "The closest charitable organization currently available offers the best treatment for occultists. That's beyond question. Every few years, the foundation selects occult talents from young children around the world. They go to orphanages, juvenile detention centers, and even prisons to rescue exceptional children. I did the same."

It was a very objective assessment, but Wan Qi interpreted it as: a group of powerful people under the guise of charity are collecting capable orphans all over the world, training them to be loyal henchmen of the foundation, and then using propaganda to convince them that the foundation is right, so that they can be used as loyal and reliable cannon fodder.

"And what about you?" Wan Qi asked.

From the day I can remember, I knew I was alone. Until 1999, when the first torrential rains occurred, that year, I think I saw my mother.

So you have a mom!

The atmosphere was initially somewhat somber, but Xingdi's single sentence shattered it. Even though Mr. Apple had no expression, Wan Qi could sense the awkwardness emanating from him, a feeling akin to "picking out the whole Country Garden."

Wan Qi flicked Xing Di on the forehead with his mage's hand, frowning as he said, "This is the first time I've realized how cold English is, even when spoken from a mouth at a 38-degree angle."

Hey! I just wanted to relax a bit... Okay, I admit it was my fault.

Xingdi also realized that he had just experienced a serious brain short circuit. Perhaps it was because too much information had flooded into his brain recently, causing mental overload.

After a long silence, Wilting continued, "I'm not sure. All of us... have very vague memories of 1999."

At this point, Virtin glanced at Wan Qi, but the latter could only offer a polite smile.

He does have vivid memories of 1999, but his memories are fundamentally different from Wilding's of 1999.

That year, one of the Seven Sons' Songs was fulfilled; that year, an embassy was built that made the Chinese people remember the humiliation; that year, the Western Development Strategy was launched; that year, Teacher Zhao Lirong made her last appearance on stage; that year, Uncle Benshan's skits became a popular trend; that year, the sauerkraut dumplings at my maternal grandmother's house were the best.

By the way, the famous internet joke, "The Battle of 1999," also happened around that time.

Could it be that the world's mystics failed to defeat the aliens in 1999, causing the "torrential rain" to recur throughout the world? If so, that would be absolutely absurd. It's even more ridiculous than Wu Song marrying Wu Dalang.

This is what Wilting said, with a hazy recollection: "I only remember being placed on a laboratory bed, surrounded by many medical staff. They were calling out her name and mine, but I can't remember her name… As for the rest, it's a blank. Later, no matter how I inquired, the official answer was always 'No such person found.'"

Wan Qi and Xing Di exchanged a glance; the intense atmosphere of conspiracy here was even greater than the oil reserves of the Middle East.

"So, you've been scammed by the foundation? They've been scamming you since you were a child. Was it intentional or accidental?" Xingdi looked at Virtin with pity.

Can I understand this to mean, do you have a reason why you cannot leave the foundation?

If Wan Qi were to be deceived like this, he would definitely skip all the procedures and directly set the foundation ablaze.

Wilting nodded, then said, "I have no intention of being enemies with the Foundation... As I said last time, I just want to find out the truth, all the truth about 1999. What I said to Sonnets just now was a temporary measure. I can still help you get out of here. I have no intention of forcing you."

These words were very touching, but Virtue's constant glances at Wan Qi betrayed her true thoughts.

After all, the two of them belonged to the same kind, and were the only ones of their kind under this "torrential rain".

"Tsk, forget it, forget it." Xingdi waved his hand and said, "Don't you think about it? If they can detect the whereabouts of your first companion, they can naturally detect the second, the third... If this continues, won't it never end? You can't possibly send all your companions away!"

Wan Qi also said: "Under these circumstances, making a big move could easily lead to unnecessary misunderstandings. Since you don't intend to fall out with the foundation, you should learn to bide your time and wait for the right opportunity."

So, are you willing to become my companions?

Although it was phrased as a question, it was filled with a strong sense of anticipation, especially for Wan Qi.

"We're all in the same boat now, aren't we companions?" Wan Qi asked with a smile.

[Hmph, remember this pirate's great kindness. I've figured it out now. In this world where the "torrential rain" never stops, true freedom has long been dead. Without protection, you'll be "regressed"—tsk, since that's the case, why not infiltrate the Foundation and investigate thoroughly! Besides, I'll get access to the highest-level research equipment. Hahaha, I'm suddenly so excited! I have so many little things I want to research!]

Seeing Xingdi's eager expression, Wanqi's gaze involuntarily drifted to Mr. Apple beside him.

Is this girl trying to figure out why apples can talk?

After the captain made his statement, Apple followed suit, saying: "Since the captain has made his decision, I respect his wishes. In this turbulent situation, obtaining official protection is indeed a good option. Our relationship with the Foundation is not inherently adversarial."

"Thank you." A slight smile played on Virtin's lips, creating a picture of happiness.

However, for the next mission, Xingdi decided to go alone, leaving Apple to help Virtue. Although they hadn't spent much time together, she was indeed a kind girl who thought of others.

"In short, from now on, we are a new pirate crew, heading towards the deeper parts of the sea!" Xingdi said energetically, or perhaps more accurately, with full firepower.

After exchanging pleasantries, the group returned to the box. For some reason, when Sonnet saw the three people and the fruit again, she felt a pitiful, thick barrier between herself and Si Chen.

Why do I feel like I'm the only one being excluded?

The sonnets evoke a sense of crisis at its peak.

Section 7: Proof in Reverse

(Today is another day of updating with 10,000 words. Where are your comments and votes, everyone? (**3*))

Not wanting to be rejected by Si Chen and forced to leave the team, Sonnet stepped forward and said, "Excuse me, may I have a word with you in private, Si Chen?"

Wan Qi took a step back, and Xing Di and Mr. Apple followed suit, thus creating a separate space.

Veltin followed Sonnet to the bookshelf and asked, "Is there something you need?"

“I’m sorry! I got carried away.” Sonnet’s face was a little red, but she continued, “I… I’ve been promoted. The committee recommended me… to assist you as your first assistant. Your responsibilities have also been expanded, and you will be in charge of the subsequent investigations into ‘Rainstorm’ and the Reshaping Hand.”

The higher authorities will provide us with assistance in all aspects.

With Wan Qi's mental strength, the two lowered their voices had no effect on filtering out the noise. Wan Qi's understanding of what the sonnet said was that the Foundation had planted a sensible and reliable mole next to Virtue.

That's theoretically the case, but judging from the sonnet's appearance, the situation seems a bit complicated.

Veltin was thinking about something else, and she asked in a low voice, "So, you've seen what a 'storm' looks like."

This matter is very important. Back when Wilting was at the First Line of Defense School, all information related to "Rainstorm" was completely blocked. Even just mentioning it would trigger an indescribable scream from the principal. The Foundation even directly restricted the children they trained internally from investigating the source of "Rainstorm" after they became the main force of the Foundation by saying that "anyone who sees 'Rainstorm' will be disqualified from being an investigator."

In short, it's very strange inside and out.

Of course, in reality, if you really encounter a "torrential rain," it's not just a matter of being stripped of your investigator qualifications; you'll be completely wiped out, your very existence will be physically removed.

Sonnet knew nothing of this; in some ways, she lacked even more common sense than Wan Qi.

Wan Qi is a normal person who lacks common sense about mysticism, while sonnets directly lack the common sense of normal life of ordinary people.

So for her, the outside world was very new, and every little thing was a vivid and memorable experience that made her linger. But she had to give it up because of the foundation's orders.

At least for now, commands are more important than thoughts; this is the kind of education sonnets receive from childhood.

In Wan Qi's eyes, sonnets felt like high-quality products produced on a standard assembly line.

Perfect, excellent, but lacking in personality.