"Oh? It's upgraded again."

Wu Qingchen rubbed his eyes and sat up. He didn't know how many experts' hair turned white in the middle and how many technicians' brain cells were killed in order to wake him up quietly.

"If you wake up urgently..." Wu Qingchen walked to the bathroom and asked casually: "It seems that I must go out for a walk this time?"

"Yes." Ji Mingming nodded: "The Decision Center believes that this time the priest hopes you will go out and take a look at it. It is actually a good opportunity to consider it from another perspective... On the ninth day of the Middle Ages, the last letters you saw in the bedroom of Pastor Playa..."

Ji Mingming's abilities are naturally unquestionable to be an important attendant around Wu Qingchen.

In just a few minutes of washing time, Wu Qingchen's mentality of "the pastor asked to go out" led to the cause and effect of the incident, and the analysis and planning of the staff team, Ji Mingming told the story, explaining it clearly to Wu Qingchen.

"No wonder I always feel that the teacher... Well, Pastor Praia made a weird thing when he asked it. So that's what happened..."

When they were all finished listening, Wu Qingchen had already washed up and changed his clothes. He noticed that there were still water marks on his hands. Wu Qingchen put his hand next to the dryer and blew dry it. After a few seconds of nostalgia for the warmth and gentleness that the medieval world could not enjoy, Wu Qingchen grabbed his coat and walked quickly towards the living room: "Then let's go."

"This..." Ji Mingming raised his hand and pointed at the corner of the room with his thumb. Wu Qingchen placed the computer and mobile phone: "Actually, there is no need to be so anxious, you can take a break."

"Huh? This is..." Wu Qingchen stopped, a little strange: "I woke up urgently, can I still leave some rest time?"

"Of course you can rest." Ji Mingming smiled: "The plan to leave the village and the specific training content have been continuously improved since the first day you entered the medieval world... At this time, the risk assessment of going out from Akerli village has been very low, and the training time required is not too long."

"Then?" Wu Qingchen couldn't help but look up at the clock.

"Oh..." Ji Mingming immediately replied knowingly: "This time, the focus is not on emergency. The key is to slightly adjust the time course of the medieval world."

"Oh!" Hearing this, Wu Qingchen immediately woke up.

It was obvious that Pastor Praia had written the letter, called Pamela, and gave an explanation.

If nothing unexpected happens, when the slower and more ugly manager Everett writes, he will also complete his letters. At noon the next day, Pastor Playa will ask Wu Qingchen to go on a business trip with the sender.

Therefore, the earth had to wake Wu Qingchen up in advance and prepare for it.

"That's how..."

After thinking it through, looking at Ji Mingming opposite him holding his fingers pointing towards the computer, Wu Qingchen smiled and continued to walk to the living room: "No matter what, let's train first... rest time... well, save it first."

"good."

Ji Mingming stopped saying anything, followed Wu Qingchen and left the room.

———————

A few minutes later, a large group of fully armed security personnel gathered in the crowd, and Wu Qingchen walked out of the special elevator.

Wu Qingchen saw without surprise that Huang Xing and his party had indeed taken their place more than a dozen steps away.

"Director Huang..." Wu Qingchen stretched out his right hand from a distance: "Good morning."

"Good morning, Mr. Wu." Hearing Wu Qingchen greeted him actively, Huang Xing paused slightly, and immediately met him after half a second, holding Wu Qingchen's palm tightly.

"Sorry..." The two hands intersected, and Wu Qingchen gently shook his arm: "There is something wrong in the medieval world again, and it has delayed everyone's rest time."

"It's okay, it's okay." Huang Xing smiled: "It's almost this time we usually have."

"Please trouble everyone." Wu Qingchen also smiled to the staff around him.

"Haha... Mr. Wu is so polite."

As he said that, Huang Xing routinely led the bus convoy in a false direction: "Let's go there first."

"Okay, let's go." As he said that, Wu Qingchen nodded, let go of his arm, and walked towards the bus.

Looking at this scene, almost half of the bureaucrats, officers, experts, assistants, and security personnel present frowned at the same time.

———————

“Huh?”

Wu Qingchen's special underground base is about two kilometers and trains the second group.

It is about ten meters away from Jiang Fengming's office.

In the open office, the large display screen standard in front of the screen is playing the live video of "Wu Qingchen's Ninth Training". When Wu Qingchen walked towards the bus, like the crowd at the scene, several people in the office screamed in surprise at the same time.

"This...Mr. Wu, today is a bit different..."

"This should be the first time, right?" The staff member who spoke was one of Jiang Fengming's assistants: Ronaldo.

Luo quickly operated the console in front of him, and called out all the process of Wu Qingchen's previous training sessions, arranged it in chronological order, and placed it on the right side of the display.

"That's right!"

"It's true."

"Sure enough, there is a change!"

Colleagues in the large office nodded one after another.

The screen on the display is clear at a glance. During the first eight training sessions, after the extremely brief greetings, Wu Qingchen would pause slightly, waiting for Jiang Fengming or Huang Xing to take a few steps first, and then follow them and walk into the bus.

But this time, the greetings were still short. After shaking hands, Wu Qingchen had no intention of waiting and walked straight to everyone.

"It seems that the character change process predicted by the medical team has begun..."

In the window of the conference room, an older and slightly fat bureaucrat said: "As the status of the medieval world has improved, Mr. Wu Qingchen is indeed proactive than before... Well, he has become much more enthusiastic about dominating the situation."

"This is easy to understand..." Luo Luo also nodded: "Who in the Middle Ages, who dares to walk to the front of the master? After ten days and half a month, he unknowingly formed a habit."

"So that..." At this time, another staff member wearing glasses said next to the two of them, "When Mr. Wu talked to Director Huang just now, it seemed a little different."

"Let's take a look." Xiao Luo operated a few more times, and the display screen was divided into a part, and began to play the clips of Wu Qingchen and Huang Xing's greetings.

"Well...Look at this place, Mr. Wu stretched out his hand first."

"It is also Mr. Wu who greets you first."

“The attitude towards the staff around us has also changed.”

"This, the staff... look so familiar..." "Well, it seems familiar!" "Let's go..."

"Ha..." After more than ten seconds, looking at the slow-moving scene, several people in the office smiled bitterly at the same time: "Isn't this the standard expressions and standard movements that we worked hard to teach Mr. Wu to appease the indigenous people of the Middle Ages?"

"This has also become a habit!"

"Look at the expressions of those young soldiers."

"Even on Earth, the effect is pretty good."

"Time is the greatest power..." After a brief silence, the slightly fat bureaucrat sighed a little: "A time ratio of 30:1, no matter how hard it is to play tricks openly or secretly, our influence on Mr. Wu Qingchen's deep psychology will only become lower and lower."

"Hasn't the staff and the medical team jointly deduced?"

The staff wearing glasses spoke again: "As long as you control the general direction, Mr. Wu Qingchen's personality change process can be fully maintained in a good aspect...such as here..."

As he said that, the staff wearing glasses also operated their console, and added another period to the right side of the large display screen in front of him, just a few minutes ago. In the dedicated underground base, Wu Qingchen refused the "rest time" and decided to focus on training: "If it weren't for the increased sense of responsibility and initiative during this period, how could Mr. Wu Qingchen give up the full ten days so easily, and finally it was his turn to rest time?"

"Activity and responsibility, of course, are all good things... I'm not worried about these..."

The slightly fat middle-aged bureaucrat shook his head: "Deep psychology... Look at how Mr. Wu walks now."

Seeing the middle-aged bureaucrat's tone of solemnity, several colleagues looked at the large display seriously.

In the large display screen, Wu Qingchen looked around and his chest slightly raised, and walked into the bus with big strides.

"A little momentum."

"Yeah, very confident!"

"But... I always feel different from others..."

"Different? Not necessarily?"

The slightly fat middle-aged bureaucrat shook slowly. He operated the console and used his cursor to draw a circle on some people who were walking towards the second-to-last bus: "Look at this place."

The picture immediately magnified. Several people who were trapped by middle-aged bureaucrats vary in height and size, and they are all male, over forty years old, and their clothes are relatively old. Although their walking posture and expressions on their faces are a little restrained, if you look closely, the charm is very similar to Wu Qingchen at this moment.

"What's the matter?" "Who is this?"

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on Luo Luo, who was responsible for managing the files of the training personnel.

"So that's how it is!"

When seeing these people, Luo Luo had already opened his mouth wide and noticed everyone's sight. Luo Luo quickly opened a page of the document in the display screen in front of him and quickly recited: "Li Youtian, Jiaxiang City's national poverty-stricken county - Shandan Village Party Secretary of Zuoma Town, Chuanning County; Zhang Jiefang, Songming City's national poverty-stricken county - Huangchengjian Village Party Secretary of Min Town, Pingshou County; Liu Erwa..."

"Okay, OK, I remember... the details of grassroots management, the training project originally planned by Mr. Wu Qingchen."

"Backup backup training program." Another staff member added.

"How come the project with such a low priority ranking has been brought to the fleet?"

"I don't know yet..." Luo shook his head: "It's only been a few minutes for emergency wake-up, and it takes less than half an hour to discover the 'going out accident'. This is the plan directly launched by the decision-making center, and it's not time to fully understand it yet."

"The decision-making center... is preparing to push Mr. Wu Qingchen on the road to the village party secretary!"

"What's wrong with the village party secretary? The village party secretary is very good!" A staff member was puzzled: "A village environment like the medieval world requires the prestige and means of the old branch secretary."

"It's pretty good." The staff who spoke first did not deny it. He also looked at the middle-aged bureaucrats with doubts: "Director Zhao, are you worried that Mr. Wu's image will not be conducive to this business trip?"

"What am I worried about this?"

The middle-aged bureaucrat shook his head: "In terms of image, momentum, style, baron's territory and church parishes are all combined, and there are probably few people who can compare to the charm of these village party secretaries."

"Of course, the Land King is not just someone who can just find someone."

"Anyway, I'm not going to train Mr. Wu Qingchen to be the image spokesperson. The land king is the land king. Since the medieval world has such an aesthetic, what's the matter with it?"

"well……"

The middle-aged bureaucrat sighed and slowly shook his head: "Of course it doesn't matter now, and it does have benefits...but..."

He pointed to the village party secretary who looked a little restrained, but could not hide all the rebellious and domineering spirits on the screen. The tone of the middle-aged bureaucrats was full of deep worries:

"The king of the earth... no matter how rustic it is, he is still the king."

"What's more, the 30:1 time ratio, two or three months later, the medieval world will have a few years. At that time, Mr. Wu Qingchen's influence will be more than one or two villages?"

"It's so difficult for the land tyrants to change their true nature. When Wu Qingchen becomes the veritable king, coupled with the full training of global elites..."

"How can we influence this true overlord who is not at all rustic?"
Chapter completed!