The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Mo drove back to the Southern District, and Zac couldn't guess where Mo was going to take himself-logically, Zac thought that Mo would take himself to the southeast to see those republics who worship wizards and ghosts: let Zac Acknowledge that those republicans who have drifted across the ocean have lost their original beliefs under the vampire's 'persecution', and in the foreign country of the Federation, have worshipped the hybrid gods ...

Zac can confirm today's itinerary, Mo is to engage in his own mentality.

But this does not seem to be the case. When the car entered the Southern District, Zac looked back to the southeast that had been left behind, "Where are we going?"

Mo did not answer, and the car continued to drive.

Twenty minutes, the car stopped. Ancestral office.

Because of the climate, there is not a single customer in the outdoor equipment store on the countertop, and a few strangers who Zac doesn't know play cards with Brill and Mocavi in ​​the store ... The life of the ancestors' office is leisurely.

No one ignored Mo and Zac, and Mo also took Zac directly to the back—the real office entrusted by the ancestral firm. Sam is here, seemingly doing written work, and irritated buried in a pile of documents to write and paint. Great Dane Jin Ze was lying lazily in the corner, saw Zac coming, and hummed as a hello.

Zac frowned subconsciously, because he didn't see Benjamin, and ... Sam Laizu's office was not a labor force! "What about Benjamin?"

"I went out to do the commission." Mo still knew Zac very well. "Benjamin didn't arrange work for Sam. He did nothing to help us organize the documents."

Zac pouted, but he didn't know what Mo was doing with himself anyway. It didn't feel good to have been led by the other person's nose. It was better to find something meaningful. He approached Sam and glanced at the document that Sam was organizing. "What is this?"

Sam did n’t react to Zac ’s sudden coming. His irritability came from his work. “Reports commissioned by aliens.” Sam handed a copy to Zac, and took time to glance at the ink. His eyes were full. The dissatisfaction, said, to Zac, "Look, these commissioned reports are the interracial reports that the ancestral firm will hand over to the mayor!"

Zac raised an eyebrow and carefully read the report in his hand—

The commission is very simple, when an alien with the original human identity was found by the enemies in the original life when he settled in Barton. The ancestors office was commissioned to solve the trouble. The solution of the ancestors' office is ... to directly give this alien a new identity without enemies.

Zac's mouth twitched slightly, and it seemed to fit Benjamin's style: where there is a problem, fix it.

But do n’t forget, Sam just said that these reports will be fed back to Mayor Barton!

Uh, so how do you describe it ... In the eyes of Mayor Anthony, how would such an event be assessed? Do you think this is the ancestral firm's contribution to Barton's social harmony? Oh, of course not! !

Which harmonious society was constructed by discarding the life in question and replacing it with a new identity? ?

Zac knew what Sam was expressing, and put down the document, "Are you revising these reports?" Taking a glance at the words, "Let the ancestral firm's delegation process look less ... low-level."

This was an unexpected gain-Zac did not expect Semm to discover the hidden dangers of Zum's firm while he was in Zum's firm.

Nature is a hidden danger. If the mayor ’s entrusted report from Benjamin is the same, can you imagine what the attitude towards the alien citizen would become in the mayor ’s mind?

As the mayor, Anthony ’s greatest strength is probably his unbiased attitude towards aliens: neither unnecessary prejudice nor unnecessary preference. You can see Anthony's attitude towards Zack in work affairs.

If Mayor Anthony had changed his attitude towards aliens because of these reports, that Patton's demeanor would be ruined.

"Change? How to change!" Sam's tone was full of irritability and helplessness. "These commissions are done in this way. What can I change? Changed the facts, not that the mayor did not trust Benjamin!"

Yes. The two aliens that Mayor Anthony most trusted in Button were Zac and Benjamin. If the trust of both people is shaken, then ...

Zac frowned, looking at the document that Sam was writing in front of him, "So, what you are doing now is ..." I tried to identify what Sam was writing, "Rationalize Benjamin's solution every time. Hey." Zac shook his head and sighed. This is a difficult project, and Sam is required to whitewash the results of each commission from the ancestors.

Every time Zac talks with people, he cuts into the facts from a wonderful perspective and reverses the other party's view of things.

This work is done by Toledo, it's okay, it's a counterpart. Let Sam do it ... hard work.

Zac looked at Sam for a while, then looked at the ink, and found that the ink did not seem to interfere-a bit strange, Mo said that there is a last stop, and now stopped at the ancestors office represents the last stop is Here, but, what exactly? Isn't Mexico advancing?

do not care. Zakra took a stool and joined Sam's project. Let's start with the commission report that Sam handed to himself just now.

Well, rationalize a reason for having a normal human identity but replacing it with a new one. Zac thought for a while and began to polish the original commissioned report:

* Considering the possibility of maintaining the original identity of the client, it may introduce new instability factors to Barton society ... *

Zac wrote very subtlely. After all, he didn't know the details of the incident at all. He only hoped that this vague statement would convince the mayor who read the report.

* ...... Barton should not waste social resources to help an identity that does not bring much benefit to Barton to solve the enemy, and there is no return. Giving him an identity that is beneficial to Barton society, even if he starts from scratch, but also allows him to immediately put into the track of contributing to Barton. This is the right way ... *

Never mind being far-fetched, the workload is so great that neither Zac nor Sam can work **** a commission.

Zac wrote, and Mo came over, standing behind Semm for a while, then moved to Zac and stood to watch. As time passed, Zack began to forget why he was brought here.

Zac has handled several reports, much faster than Sam. When I finished writing another one, when I took the new report, the originally quiet ink behind him suddenly said, "It's sad, the world is about to be destroyed, but you are here to make up a text to please a little mayor."

Zac glanced back at the ink, did the goods finally open, but Zac couldn't understand what the ink was saying. Zac was too lazy to ask, anyway, according to the urine of today, she would explain it herself.

"Have you noticed that the temperature has dropped a little bit recently. Do you know why?" Mo didn't explain, and lost a question that made people bother to bother. Chat with aliens, uh.

Zac was too lazy to respond. Before Mo said what he could understand, write a few more reports to help Sam, Benjamin, and all the aliens in Barton today!

"The sun is disappearing." Mo spoke the vernacular, but it didn't seem very vernacular. Opening another topic without explanation, it was the topic that Zac could connect with: "Republican aliens are attracted by the only opportunity to enshrine the gods and go back to the country that has completely abandoned them.

Zac put down the file in his hand and looked back at the ink, frowning. Is this why Mo asserted that the alien who entrusted with identity maintenance must die in the Republic? Think carefully, it seems right. Countless republics and aliens, there is only one position to compete for! And the venue they are competing for is no more gentle republic for them!

Zac, did not interrupt the ink.

"The gods of heaven, this time is absolutely stable. I believe in the republic where all things are born. After this **** is sealed, I am afraid that there will no longer be any creatures that can threaten their gods." Mo also looked at Zac, "That There is only one threat left. ”Mo ’s finger pointed to the ground.“ Here, a new threat spawned on this strange land by another creature of faith, an eternal vampire. ”

Mexico paused. Then Zac took it. Pushing a handful of Sam who is still immersed in ‘work’, “You mean that the republic ’s heavenly court will treat wizards and ghosts as a **** threat.”

Mo replied, "If you were a republican, wouldn't you threaten the wizard ghost?"

Zac answered after a short thought, "I will." Why? Because ... is the wizard ghost just a product of hybridization and two belief systems? No, the wizard ghost, backed by the largest immortal race in the world-the vampire! And the vampire, oh, Zac rejected the olive branch from the Republican God, remember!

Mo's face was indifferent, "You knew very early that the gods of heaven were looking for the technology to break away from this world and make Jian Jian lose the key to heaven's door, right. But did you realize that apart from Jian, There is no republican **** trying to pursue the technology of another world. Do you know why? "

Zac didn't know the direction of Mexico's advance and kept silent.

"Because if everything in this world is extinct, then there is no such thing as" detaching from this world. "Mo said indifferently," Do you understand what I mean? "

Zac understands-when all the world is extinct, the gods of the Republic of Heaven are this world!

But Zac kept cautiously questioning, "You don't need to worry about my ability to understand, I understand what you are talking about." Zac held down Sam who wanted to say, and continued to talk to Mexico, "But I don't believe you. "Zac has a reason," If the **** of heaven can make the sun disappear in order to exterminate everything in this world, why do we take another step to attract the republic and aliens back to the republic and die with the seal of God? "

"You have two threats, one is an adult and the other is a baby." Mo actually said the metaphor, listen to it, "Adults are capable, although not as good as you, but have some abilities and desires, they will survive and take risks. Baby, Orphans do n’t have much ability, but fortunately they have a pair of resourceful and persuasive adoptive parents. "

Zac has already mapped this metaphor-you are the gods of the Republic of Heaven; adults are thousands of republics of aliens; babies are ghosts of wizards, specific to the ancestral office at this moment, it is Sam! As for the baby ’s adoptive parents, he is naturally a vampire entrenched in this federal land! The specific situation as above is Zac!

Mo continued, "How would you eliminate these two threats? A direct move?"

Zac shook his head, "No, I would worry that capable adults, under the influence of their desire to survive, would join forces with the baby's adoptive parents to fight me."

Mo nodded, "So your strategy is to use the adult's desire to set a trap and first lift this capable threat. Then, zoom in and kill the baby who has not yet been able to fight."

Zac still shook his head. "It sounds like a good conspiracy theory, but I still have a question. How do you know this kind of plan?"

"I guess." Uh.

But ... Zac frowned, "Because the sun ’s light and heat to the world are weakening, because the only thing that cares about the key to heaven ’s gate is abolished, because the republic suddenly seals the gods, because of the objective existence of wizard ghost .. Because of everything you saw in Button, you came to this, uh, dark conspiracy theory. "

Mo raised his hand and actually touched Zac's face. "Don't be humble at this time." This is the main question. "Everything I saw in Button was made by you." Holding Zac's face , Not gently rubbing, "so no matter how dark my conclusions are, you're pressing." Then, withdraw your hand, turn around and walk away, "OK, it's okay, you can go back to Grande Now. "

Zac did not return to Grande and stayed to help Sam continue to handle the commissioned report of the ancestors' office. During the break, Zac took the time to ask Great Dane Jin, "What does Mo say, what do you think?"

Gou Tu Ren Yan said, "The ancestors' office has too much work, she is under great pressure, and she is tired."

Uh, not useful ...