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Moreover, without Li Pu, her almost "pre-selected" sweet and gentle apprentice, she always felt that the huge firm lacked a lively and vibrant atmosphere.
The black-hearted boss and fake friend in front of me, who exudes a menacing aura and whose thoughts have twisted and turned, is like a tiger, leopard, jackal, and wolf; just standing there is annoying.
He's still like a young boy, gentle and easy to pet, a "puppy" who makes your heart melt.
Once Lifen is found...
Chunli unconsciously twirled a strand of her hair with her fingertips. This little apprentice was hers to have!
Moreover, it must be done as early as possible!
We absolutely cannot let that adorable, delicate child be held in the arms of the White Queen, this hormone-fueled "pressure cooker"!
As an Interpol agent who has been enforcing the law in the U.S. for many years, she has uncovered countless dark corners...
I know all too well what kind of chilling "love" a woman like the White Queen—who has experienced extreme inner demons and has lived alone for many years—can unleash when faced with a "darling" she can completely control, those twisted and repressed emotions!
Meanwhile, at her desk, the White Queen, anxious about her child's mental health issues, glanced at the sarcastic Chun-Li and curled her lips into a smile.
She grabbed the black hood and threw it at him!
That was the original headband that had been soaked through by her sweetheart last night; she had washed and dried it for a long time before the two girls got up.
"What do you mean?" Chun-Li caught the hood with quick reflexes, her brows furrowed and her face full of confusion.
The White Queen didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, her tone completely flat:
“Wear it at night recently and wander around the house. I want to train our ‘little puppy’ a bit, and I’ll give you extra money.”
The White Queen had no interest in explaining anything to this "fake sister" and made up a reason on the spot.
As the owner of a firm, someone in a position of power, do you need a proper reason and explanation to frame someone else and shift the blame?
The most urgent task is to ensure that the image of her "great" and loving mother in her child's heart is not tarnished in the slightest!
Chun-Li raised an eyebrow:
Why should I play the thief?
She chuckled coldly and tossed the black hood in her hand:
Do you think I care about your salary?
Having laid the groundwork, the White Queen raised an eyebrow and directly threw out the "bait" that her opponent was bound to take:
“In a few days, I will personally help you find that little female apprentice.”
Chunli's eyes suddenly lit up, "Deal!"
"However... he can't beat me, this 'female thief'."
“When he falls into my hands, if I want to cuddle him and show him affection... you, as his mother, can't be too soft-hearted.”
The voluptuous and alluring White Queen sneered inwardly, letting out a lazy yet arrogant snort: "Do as you please!"
Chun-Li, who also has a large bust and wide hips, tilted her head and smiled sweetly like a little girl.
She deftly pulled the black hood over her face, then turned and gave Tifa a captivating look:
"Tifa~ Look at my figure, isn't it amazing?"
"Ah..." Tifa's cheeks flushed slightly. She felt both helpless and doting towards this kind older sister.
"Hey! Here, you can wear it too! So you can get burned too!" Chun-Li smiled, suddenly reached out, and instantly took off the hood, lightly putting it on Tifa's face.
"Chun-Li! You're so mean!" Tifa said coquettishly as she tried to pull off her hood, her voice muffled by the fabric, trembling with embarrassment and annoyance.
There's this one... I have this feeling that there's a hint of familiarity in the smell of this mask...
The room was filled with the warmth of spring, and two beautiful women, one mature and one young, with graceful figures, immediately burst into laughter and playful banter.
The White Queen, heartbroken over the loss of her original headband, almost bit her lower lip. She abruptly looked away—out of sight, out of mind!
But when her gaze swept across the astronomical price list for psychological counseling for minors on the terminal screen, her heart became even more confused...
In Eagle City, even normal medical care is a heavy burden that crushes ordinary families. Mental health care? That's an even more desperate luxury designed for the elite!
Treat it yourself?
Not to mention that my little darling suspects her because of the "black monster's" figure.
Even if she gritted her teeth and went for it... that child's mutated ability was an impenetrable wall—specifically designed to block and restrain her proud mind-reading and mental abilities!
She can see into people's hearts and her spiritual power is as vast as the sea, but she is not a healer who can mend the soul.
As for Chun-Li, this woman from the Eastern Continent could even "play" her underage apprentice to the point of running away from home, and she had to clean up the mess and find him herself... Relying on her? You might as well hope that the radiation storm in the wilderness can cure your illness!
A heavy sense of powerlessness pressed down on me.
The White Queen dug her fingertips deep into her palms and closed her beautiful eyes.
For the sake of that child's future... for the first time, she compromised on her bottom line...
She resolutely dialed a number she didn't want to mention, a number that had been gathering dust for a long time!
"Hello, this is the Second Association Elders Council, Golden Marika."
"……it's me."
She paused, as if swallowing something sharp and hard, before continuing:
"Wait! I don't want to hear you talk about the Golden Law right now,"
“Listen, you old man, I adopted a poor, good boy, he…”
Chapter 107 Picked Up by the New Big Truck (Second update later, mwah~)
Wilderness, Eve's temporary camp.
The operational meeting for "Otherworld Witch" is still ongoing.
"The highest combat power configuration in R District at present is 'Otherworldly Witch Jill' and the bio-tyrants she controls."
"In recent years, Exera has barely maintained her position within the R District by relying on these biochemical technologies."
When the topic of bio-monsters came up, a cold look of disgust flashed across Ada Wong's eyes.
She had always felt physically uncomfortable with the twisted creations that Exella had concocted.
This aversion is deeply rooted in her memory: the Raccoon City mission she had been lucky enough to miss.
Raccoon City was ultimately wiped out by a nuclear bomb, and the source of the disaster was these out-of-control biological weapons.
This woman is gambling with the lives of everyone in the entire R district!
however--
A cold, almost absurd clarity welled up in Ada Wong's heart once again.
In this bizarre and fantastical world, the threat level of Exera and her viral toys...
Perhaps they really won't make the cut.
A problem that can be solved with a single conventional nuclear bomb is not a problem at all.
In this distorted and chaotic world, it can already be ignored.
Compared to those indescribable things that dwell in the abyss of dimensions, erode the laws of reality, and whose very existence is difficult to comprehend...
Exela's "masterpiece" was as "easy" to deal with as cleaning up street litter.
That’s why——
In the cold, efficient eyes of Eagle City's assessment department, even if Excella completely lost control and turned the entire R District into a second Raccoon City...
Its final danger rating is nothing more than a single, insignificant line in the archives:
"Urban Ghost Stories"
According to Eagle City's ruthless and efficient disaster assessment standards, which range from low to high:
Urban Ghost Stories → Urban Legends → Urban Illnesses → Urban Nightmares → Urban Stars
The lowest level of "urban ghost stories" usually only requires dispatching a small team of agents of level 7 to 9 to carry out "cleanup operations".
Even the more challenging cases...
All it takes is a few experienced Tier 7 elites to lead the team, along with a group of Tier 9 "consumables" equipped with standard weapons and readily available for replenishment...
That would be sufficient to "handle it properly".
Of course, the 9th-tier "Chosen Ones" are a different story; they could handle that on their own.
Thinking of these strange and supernatural phenomena, Ada Wong couldn't help but sigh again.
Warriors like her and Black Lily, who use firearms, have no upper limit and an extremely low lower limit in this other world!
The leaders of Eagle City drove up the prices of guns and bullets, balancing melee and ranged combat, reducing the risk of riots among the lower classes, boosting the economy of the weapons and cybernetic workshops, and sucking a mouthful of blood from gangs that had to popularize firearms due to high population mobility. It was a very clever policy.
But this caused her and Black Lily a lot of trouble.
You can't compete in high-level matches, and you'll lose money in low-level matches. You can't afford to buy bullets, and you can't repair your gun if it breaks!
The field operations department of the "Witch's Guild" is under immense pressure...
Each time, she had to bite the bullet and request support from higher-ups for those powerful sealing artifacts...
All I ever get is a cold, impersonal reply:
"Just wait..."
However, the leader, the "Eternal Queen," once hinted at a sliver of hope—
According to the prophecy of the fallen "Romantic Valkyrie":
In the future, a key figure will inevitably emerge who can give these two "gun prisoners" the strength to "leap to the level of urban stars".
But the latter half of the prophecy, which seems to be a misinterpretation, is the real shackle—
Before this, she and Black Lily were the only two ace agents of the Witch's Guild—
Must! And can only! Forever be accompanied by firearms! Meticulously play the role of a "gun prisoner" in the language.
Every time Ada Wong thought of that damned prophecy, she couldn't help but roar in her heart:
"Feudal superstition is deadly! They actually forced me to live a life of forced widowhood with a gun!!!"
Good thing...
Eve, the newcomer on the other end of the communication line, was unable to enjoy this "honor".
Simply put, in the eyes of Ada Wong and Widow, these two "gun refugees"...
Eve is practically the "hope of the whole village"!
How about applying for some powerful sealing artifacts for this dim-witted child...? That should be alright, right?
Her fingertips unconsciously traced a cold object hidden inside her tactical waistband, trying to justify herself:
"Ahem... This is the first time a newbie has been on a high-risk mission. The seniors were worried and helped select suitable sealing artifacts, leaving behind 'unsuitable' ones..."
This makes sense, right?
Absolutely reasonable!
"As for the combat strength of the exploration teams in H and Z districts this time..." Ada Wong suppressed the embarrassment of her wandering thoughts and tried to steer the conversation back on track.
But before the words were finished—
“Rumble——!!!”
Like a muffled thunderclap rolling across the earth!
The roar of the engine instantly shattered the silence of the canyon!
At the entrance to the distant canyon, a cloud of dust suddenly rose up, obscuring the sky!
A convoy of steel vehicles, kicking up clouds of yellow sand, roared into the depths of the Grand Canyon!
"Eve! Take cover!" Ada Wong's pupils constricted as she shouted sharply into the communicator.
Damn it! The intelligence report didn't mention any other factions coming!
Fortunately, Eve seemed to have escaped detection. Although the child was slow-witted, her movements were incredibly quick, and she vanished into the shadows of the jagged rocks in a flash.
however--