It is about three kilometers away from Wu Qingchen's dedicated underground base.

United Nations Interim Committee on Astronomical Events, Training Mission, Preparation Group II, Coordination Office.

"Oh no! Trouble!"

After quickly reading the three Praia letters that were urgently deciphered on the big screen, he transformed the bus. The person in charge near the door slapped his thighs heavily, raised his head and immediately ordered: "Xiao Zhao, leave quickly and go to Area B!"

"yes!"

In the bus driver's seat, the military driver immediately started the vehicle.

“Go to Area B?”

The driver started to leave, behind the person in charge, at the rear of the car, a young staff member was a little surprised. He gently patted his colleague beside him: "Old Liu, what's wrong? If you go to Area B now... Mr. Wu Qingchen is going out?"

"Well..." Old Liu looked solemn: "There is a situation now, we must get out."

"You must go out?" Hearing Old Liu's conclusive tone, the young staff became even more confused: "No, right? Why would it happen?" He operated the console in front of him and quickly passed the situation where Pastor Praia and Wu Qingchen talked: "No! We can completely interfere in this situation, right? Moreover, even in this, the pastor did not directly order the whole process, nor did he force anything. Mr. Wu Qingchen himself could decide whether to go out!"

"Ha... decide for yourself?"

Old Liu tilted his head slightly, but he didn't even look at the display screen in the staff's hands: "Xiao Zhou... the pastor did not require it, but in this case, Mr. Wu and us had no choice."

"What?" Xiao Zhou frowned deeply: "Why don't you have to choose? Look at this... Mr. Wu Qingchen can never go."

"Don't go? Is there any reason not to go?"

“It feels a little uncomfortable to pretend…”

"Pretending to be sick?" Old Liu shook his head: "Do you want to try to get into the law?"

"Uh..." Xiao Zhou touched his head: "If you can't pretend to be sick... pretend to be busy? Are you afraid to go out? Or just say that you don't want to do it, right? This will make the pastor a little unhappy at most. A little bit of a bump will take you two or three days and the multiple families will be comforted... There will be no serious consequences."

"Well..." Lao Liu nodded in agreement at first: "There may be no big problem with the pastor...but..." He pointed to the three letters in the display screen in front, and Lao Liu continued: "What should I do here?"

"Here? What's wrong here?" After more than ten seconds, I quickly read Praia's letter again. Xiao Zhou still didn't understand what his colleague meant: "Do you go to do technical guidance personally? If Mr. Wu Qingchen doesn't go, the pastor will definitely rewrite the letter? Well, in the conditions of the Middle Ages, it's a bit hard to write a letter... However, with the pastor's favor for Wu Qingchen now, this little thing is easy to deal with!"

"Oh! Good feelings... good feelings..."

Old Liu sighed deeply: "The problem lies in his favor... Look..." Pointing to the big screen in front, Old Liu looked entangled: "Talent! Lucky! Hard work! Clean! Joy! Pious! Love... How many words can be written on such a small page? Almost half of this page is praising Wu Qingchen! Pastor Praia gave us a big problem... praise Wu Qingchen like this... What will others think? Isn't this causing trouble? Are you afraid that others will not hate Wu Qingchen?"

"ah!"

What do other people's children do, what do you do?

Other people's children are like this, why do you have to do this?

The shadow of childhood instantly floated into Xiao Zhou's heart.

Damn it!

After changing the angle and browsing the three letters from Playa again, Xiao Zhou groaned uncontrollably: "This...this...this...this...this is a god!"

Since my heart is to show off, Playa's tone, tone, and wording are even more annoying than the "other people's children" that Xiao Zhou experienced as a child. He puts his perspective on the mentality of the recipient, Xiao Zhou immediately realized that it would be fine if the deacon and the baron in the parish were unhappy. If it were their children or students who received such a letter, they would probably have the thought of tearing them into pieces.

Realizing the key to the problem, Xiao Zhou's mind was turning quickly: "How can this be done? Please ask the pastor to convert it!"

"How do you ask?" Pointing to the letter on the screen, Old Liu smiled bitterly: "According to the current progress, Mr. Wu Qingchen could not understand these letters in theory... Besides, even if he turned a few turns and figured it out, what can he say? Do Pastor Praia likes him too much?"

"And, even if I fooled this time..." Lao Liu continued, "What about next time? What about next time? If this continues, the better Mr. Wu does, the worse the impression he has in the minds of the upper class."

"You're cheating! Vanity... kills people!" Xiao Zhou sighed heavily.

"Actually, it can't be blamed entirely on the priest..." Old Liu said with a wry smile: "Even primitive people like to pull out the teeth of beasts and hang them around their necks. The conditions in Ekerli's village are so bad, so the priest probably has just such a little fun."

"Yes, he has fun, we'll have trouble..."

After thinking about a few more times, he had already denied the solution in his mind. Xiao Zhou's expression began to be confused: "It's too likable, it turns out that it's not a good thing... Alas! Why is the staff team so confused? If you control the pastor's favor from the beginning..."

"impossible!"

Lao Liu shook his head without hesitation: "It is better to be in charge of the county magistrate. The more harmonious the relationship is, the better. Moreover, controlling the favorability... With Mr. Wu Qingchen's current ability, it is too difficult to walk such a tightrope."

"What should I do now?"

"what to do?"

Old Liu sighed again: "What else can I do? Go to the parish and the lord quickly, and build a good image first, so that there will be no more impact in the future."

"We need to continue to increase our favorability?"

Facts have proved that sometimes, being liked by others can become a heavy burden...

Xiao Zhou was already a little worried: "I won't cause the same trouble again this time, right?"

"Who knows?" Old Liu shook his head: "People's hearts... are the most difficult things in the world. No matter how much the staff team deduces, they cannot completely control them... Moreover, whether it is the parish or the baron, or the people from these two places, the staff team has seen a farmer's officer and two entourages, and it is hard for a good wife to cook without rice."

"Um!"

Xiao Zhou nodded heavily: "If you think so... it's better to go out early and see what's on it, so as not to deal with the ghost thing of "suddenly appointed as a cowherd" and "suddenly growing three years older" all day long!"

"Yes..." Lao Liu agreed quite well: "With Mr. Wu Qingchen's current influence, it is indeed time to get in touch with the upper lords appropriately... Anyway, similar plans in the "Milling Strategy" are not far away."

"Oh, that's the reason..." Xiao Zhou shook his head slowly: "It's just that the risks are difficult to control."

"It's just a little while, this is the inevitable risk..."

Old Liu also shook his head: "In addition, with Mr. Wu Qingchen's current conditions, there are many plans for the staff team to go out, and the risks will not increase too much."

"Even if it only increases by 1%, this is an additional risk!"

Xiao Zhou frowned deeply.

"Risk is not danger..."

Lao Liu continued: "The plan of the staff team, the top plans, absconding, transfer, and seeking other lords, all require richer information... Mr. Wu Qingchen's journey will actually improve the future protection a lot."

"Well, there are benefits, indeed."

Xiao Zhou said slowly: "Eggs cannot be placed in a basket."

When the conversation ended here, it suddenly became dark.

The staff in the bus looked out the window:

The giant screen hanging in the sky suddenly disappeared.

The car speed slowed down a little. When he retracted his head from the window, Lao Liu and Xiao Zhou saw that Area B of the Akerli Village Simulation Training Base had appeared in sight.

"It seems..." Looking at the base getting closer and closer, Old Liu Youyou said: "The interim committee has made a decision..."

"Well, wake up an hour in advance..." Xiao Zhou had to admire Lao Liu's judgment: "It seems that he is indeed preparing to make a basket for eggs."

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May 16, 2012.

7:30 am.

Wu Qingchen opened his eyes.

“Huh?”

Looking at the ceiling in a daze, Wu Qingchen's first reaction was to rub his eyes: "Isn't there a day?"

On the first day, he led the cowherds to help workers and serfs to clear the road and complete the preparations for manual intervention in bee colonization.

The next day, I was lucky and had a successful intervention point.

On the third and fourth days, as the Earth team expected, the free people in the Middle Ages began to experience a decrease in labor efficiency.

On the fifth day, I fooled Andre and spread the remarks about preparing to impose a cellular tax.

On the sixth day, according to the guidance of the staff team, we continued to preside over the natural honeycomb distribution point in Akerli Village. At the same time, it was close to the estimated data at the time, and several honeycombs forgot the specific location of the setting and had to decide for themselves.

On the seventh day, because of the technical problems of riding horses, Pastor Praia once again disliked him.

On the same day, based on various data reminded by the staff team, the idea of ​​"changing taxes into fees" was proposed.

On the eighth day, the pastor, manager, Zhuangtou and other management all agreed to implement this idea.

On the ninth day, the pastor asked if he wanted to go outside to see it.

"That's right, it's nine heavens!" Wu Qingchen murmured to himself.

“That’s right…”

While Wu Qingchen was counting the days with his fingers on his fingers, Ji Mingming pushed open the door: "You have been awakened urgently."

"Ah?" Wu Qingchen looked around.

Except for Ji Mingming and himself, there was no one else in the room.

"Why don't you feel it?" Ji Mingming smiled slightly: "The temperature of the bed, the air conditioner wind speed, the music decibels... Now I wake you up, I don't have to get me into the small dark room for review."
Chapter completed!