Darkness is Coming Chapter 103

   Finished today's work early, Yang Yan put down his pen, raised his wrist and looked at his watch: 11:30, lunch time.

   pushed the door open, and Yang Yan walked straight to the office of the president of the Yuanjiao Society, his son's office.

   Ordinary people naturally do not have the right to go deep into the work and meeting places of the Yuanjiao Society, but Yang Yan is not an ordinary person, and his special identity is enough to become a pass for any forbidden place on Paradise Island.

   The guard who stopped the gate respectfully retreated, Yang Yan was about to walk forward, Zhang Xinyi trotted over, smiled sweetly: "Uncle is here."

   "Yeah." Yang Yan responded with a smile, wanting to say something polite, but because he wasn't sure what his son had to do with this Zhang Xinyi, he didn't say anything in the end.

   "Is Uncle's sweet soup delicious last night?" Zhang Xinyi asked while accompanying Yang Yan inside.

   Yang Yan glanced at her strangely and asked, "Didn't I eat beef noodles last night?"

   "Oh! That's right." Zhang Xinyi stuck out her tongue, very playful, and said, "I remembered it wrong. The president is inside, you go in, I won't follow, you have something to do."

   Yang Yan was stunned for a while, and then he understood that this was a test.

  What if there are mutants that can disguise themselves as others and sneak in to assassinate? What if Yang Yan was hypnotized and lost his mind by someone like the Pope of the Evolutionary God? No matter how small the possibility is, the core members of the Yuanjiao Society represented by Zhang Xinyi must do their best to eliminate all threats and make every effort to ensure the safety of the president Yang Xiaoqian.

   This point is understandable, but...to see his son, he has to go through a euphemistic examination and interrogation, which makes Yang Yan very uncomfortable, as if someone has erected an invisible wall between himself and his son, which will inevitably lead to estrangement.

With dissatisfaction, Yang Yan pushed open the thick wooden door of the office, and at first glance saw the figure sitting at the long table, black clothes and black pants, meticulous, constantly looking at the piles of reports and documents on the table, Take notes from time to time to make corrections.

   Although Yang Yan couldn't read the text, he could probably guess that it was everything big and small on Paradise Island. Yang Yan had long learned from Zhang Xinyi that even though the power has been delegated, Yang Xiaoqian will try his best to review everything when he is free, make corrections and records, and then compare his own thoughts with the way Wang Li and others dealt with them. One by one comparison, according to his own words, is to use the shortest time and the least risk to objectively learn how to manage one side's forces.

   "Xiaoqian." Yang Yan called softly.

Zhang Xinyi informed Yang Xiaoqian in advance by phone, so Yang Xiaoqian was not surprised by Yang Yan's appearance. After writing the last sentence in a few scribbles, Yang Xiaoqian stood up and walked over from behind the table, punched Yang Yan's shoulder with a smile, and said affectionately. : "Dad, are you hungry, what do you want for lunch?"

   Looking at Yang Xiaoqian's pretending to be relaxed smile, Yang Yan felt heavy because he couldn't share the pressure for his son.

   "Xiaoqian, you've grown white hair." Yang Yan reached out and pulled out a strand of silver-white hair on Yang Xiaoqian's right temple.

   "Don't, don't!" Yang Xiaoqian dodged, but Yang Yan pulled out the white hair, "Ouch! It hurts."

   Yang Yan's heart hurts even more.

"Xiaoqian, you don't have to worry about it, you can leave it to Wang Li and the others to do it. Also, you can't sit in this room all the time, and you have to go out and move around more when you have nothing to do. People will feel psychological when they are bored in one place for a long time. Illness, and..." Yang Yan, who was distressed for his son, started the infinite nagging mode.

Yang Xiaoqian could only nod and agree again and again. The relationship between Wang Li and Liu Yuanzhou made him not dare to really trust Wang Li, and the reason for living in the house for a long time was that Yang Xiaoqian thought that he could not suppress old foxes like Wang Li, and wanted to make them If you are afraid, you need to maintain a sense of mystery, just like those ancient emperors who are reclusive.

   "President." Zhang Xinyi suddenly broke into the office and interrupted Yang Yan who was chattering.

   "What's the matter?" Yang Xiaoqian asked.

   Zhang Xinyi looked happy and said, "The Dawning Squad is back!"

   Yang Xiaoqian was relieved and relieved when he heard the news. Since the Hope Team brought back more than 80 third-class residents, the Dawning Team has not returned, making Yang Xiaoqian uneasy.

   "Are there casualties?" Yang Xiaoqian quickly asked the most concerned question. The loss of any member of the Dawning Squad is bad news for the current Paradise Island.

   "I don't know, Fang Yu will come and report to you soon." After Zhang Xinyi finished speaking, she turned her eyes to Yang Yan, and then quickly turned back to Yang Xiaoqian, "May I bring you a work meal or..."

Although Yang Xiaoqian really wanted to tell Fang Yu to wait and let him have lunch with his father, but thinking about Fang Yu and others for himself and the people of Yuanjiang, Yang Xiaoqian finally gritted his teeth and said, "Bring the work lunch here, Dad, You eat with me."

  Yang Yan shook his head and said with a smile: "No, it's important that you are busy, I understand, we will eat together next time."

   "Okay." Yang Xiaoqian no longer insisted, and said, "I arranged a dinner party for them to clean up the dust that night, and then let's drink and eat together."

   "Okay, it's fine." Yang Yan waved his hand and walked out the door. When he was far enough to be sure that Yang Xiaoqian couldn't hear him, he let out a long sigh and lowered his shoulders. The lonely back became wilted with this sigh.

   Watching his father leave all the way, Yang Xiaoqian inexplicably thought of the text he recited in full text in middle school: Mr. Zhu Ziqing's "Back View".

   "What's the matter." Yang Xiaoqian laughed self-deprecatingly, shook his head to sweep the inexplicable thoughts out of his mind, and walked back to the seat to meet Fang Yu.

   Not long after, Fang Yu walked into the house, smelling fishy and dusty, apparently coming to report just after landing, without resting.

   Yang Xiaoqian got up quickly, waved Zhang Xinyi away, and brought a seat for Fang Yu himself.

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   "Thank you, President." Seeing Yang Xiaoqian's actions, Fang Yu felt warm in his heart.

   "Thank you for your hard work." Yang Xiaoqian went straight to the topic and asked, "Are there any casualties?"

  Fang Yu lowered his gaze, not daring to look directly at Yang Xiaoqian, and replied in a low voice with self-blame: "On the way back, two soldiers died because of my improper command."

Even though he had expected it, Yang Xiaoqian still sank in his heart and said solemnly: "Their sacrifice is great and glorious, you don't have to blame yourself, you are doing the most dangerous task, casualties are inevitable, don't be affected by undue emotions, Otherwise, you may lose even more in the next mission. For yourself, for Ning Siyu, and for the lives of other soldiers, you must adjust your state."

   "Yes, thank you, President."

   "After a while, you will leave the names of the two sacrificed soldiers, and I will let Wang Li build a monument to commemorate every great soldier who sacrificed for the compatriots in Yuanjiang." Yang Xiaoqian made a solemn promise.

   Fang Yu's nose was sour, his bloodshot eyes widened, and he said gratefully, "Thank you, President! It's just that it's difficult to build a monument without the necessary equipment and materials."

"You don't have to worry about it, let Wang Li find a way. If he has any opinions, he and his three wives and four concubines, Yingying Yanyan, will be arrested and put into the next expedition team, and let him try, which one is better. It's difficult." Yang Xiaoqian made a joke that wasn't a joke, and then continued, "How did you gain from this trip?"

  Fang Yu handed out a mobile phone, a report recorded by a ballpoint pen and a canvas bag, and then answered Yang Xiaoqian's questions one by one.

   After an hour, the conversation ended temporarily. Fang Yu dragged her tired body back to her house and took a hot shower. When she came out, she found that the girl she was thinking about was sitting on her bed, crying so much that it was raining...

   "It's arranged?" After sending Fang Yu away, Yang Xiaoqian asked Zhang Xinyi.

   "Well, Ning Siyu has been waiting on the shore these days. I didn't dare to notify her in advance just now, for fear that she would barge in and disturb your conversation. She should be in Fang Yu's room now." Zhang Xinyi nodded and replied.

   "It's arranged?" Yang Xiaoqian asked again.

   Zhang Xinyi's fair cheeks suddenly flushed red, she pursed her lips and answered affirmatively after a while: "I'll have someone arrange it, and he will have everything in his room."

   "Cough, that." Yang Xiaoqian opened the long-cold work lunch and awkwardly changed the subject, "You haven't eaten yet, let's eat together?"

   "Don't eat, it's cold, I'll go and warm you up." Zhang Xinyi ran out of the office as if she took up the bowl and ran away.

  Yang Xiaoqian coughed a few times to ease his embarrassment, then opened the canvas bag, which was full of dozens of mutant brain nuclei.

With a thought of   , the black ghost appeared beside him, and soon found a canvas bag full of mutant brain nuclei on the table, cheering and dancing with joy.

   Unlike Black Phantom, looking at dozens of brain nuclei, Yang Xiaoqian couldn't lift much excitement.

   However, Yang Xiaoqian was not too pretentious. He picked up the canvas bag and handed it to the Black Phantom. Strengthening his own strength as soon as possible is the foundation of self-protection and protection of others.

  One after another, the bulging canvas bags shriveled quickly.

After devouring twenty-six mutant brain nuclei in a row, the black ghost roared, and a long knife with a strange and dazzling shape emerged from the black ghost's spine. The black ghost stretched his big hand behind his head and held the knife The handle, pulled out the long knife and slashed forward fiercely. The wall was like butter slashed by the hot knife. It was easily cut in half, and the fracture was smooth.

The power of    surprised Yang Xiaoqian. Although the destructive power of this long black-blade sword is still insufficient compared to the hot weapon, the black ghost holding the black blade is still completely invisible and will not be discovered by others!

   The problem that the Black Phantom wanted to hide and assassinate the enemy but could not cause enough damage was finally resolved, Yang Xiaoqian showed a satisfied smile.

   "Hey, hey!" Black Phantom turned his head and shouted triumphantly while jumping.

   Looking at the childlike behavior of the Black Phantom, Yang Xiaoqian was half helpless and half funny, pointing to the canvas bag to signal that the Black Phantom had used up all.

Black Phantom was of course extremely happy. He picked up the canvas bag and stuffed all the remaining mutant brain cores into the cracked horizontal lines on his head. Then Yang Xiaoqian clearly felt that the shape of Black Phantom was more solid and stable. Obviously, the strength was obtained. Promotion, but no other mutation occurred.

   "Last time it was a pair of wings, this time it was a long knife. I don't know what the next evolution will be?" Yang Xiaoqian rubbed his chin back and forth, which had just grown a little stubble, and muttered to himself.

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