Universal Job Transfer: I Can See The Success Rate Of Strengthening The Division

means it's difficult.

Sakura is indeed a small country with a small number of professionals.

But they are all these people.

They do have 100 members, but less than 20 are suitable for assassination missions.

Even if you include Azure Dragon, there are less than 20 of them, and there are also people at Azure Dragon who are not suitable for assassination.

And there are quite a lot of Sakura senior executives.

"Of course I'm sure, but don't worry, the mission cycle is very long, don't worry."

Hearing this, Golden Eagle breathed a sigh of relief.

If there is no time limit, it will be easier to handle.

"No problem, I'll contact Azure Dragon to start now."

On the other side, Yelang, who was on vacation at the golden beach in Nan Province, also received a call.

"Eighth Elder, why are you on the phone this time?"

The Eighth Elder usually contacted him through the spiritual path, so he was a little uncomfortable with making phone calls at random.

"...What you said makes sense. Then should I contact you through the spiritual path again?"

Yelang was helpless: "Eighth Elder, you must have some mission, right? I just came back not long ago."

His eyes followed a woman wearing a bikini until she left.

"Hey, did you hear that?"

"Ah? The Eighth Elder's signal was not very good just now." Yelang quickly recovered his mind.

He must have been overindulging recently and lost his concentration.

"I said, you go to the border now and take charge of border advancement."

Yelang sighed.

Sure enough, there is a mission.

What else can I do? I can only end my vacation and go to the battlefield ahead.

"Okay Eighth Elder, I'll book a flight ticket now..."

"No need, I've already left."

Boom boom boom!

A helicopter flew in from a distance and hovered diagonally above him.

The corner of Yelang's mouth twitched. He was still thinking of booking a later shift, but he didn't give him a chance at all.

"Eighth Elder, you are too cruel."

"Haha, how can I not know what kind of person you are?"

Yelang stretched out: "That's me decades ago, but I'm not now, so I'll go."

"Wait! What's your current level?" The Eighth Elder remembered that he had reached Rank Ten a long time ago.

"It's just the junior level of king level." Yelang said nonchalantly.

In his opinion, considering his current age of over fifty, this strength is really nothing.

"Well, be careful."

Yelang hung up the phone, jumped lightly, and jumped directly onto the plane.

The helicopter disappeared from people's sight in an instant.

Yelang was then sent to the local garrison camp, and a fighter jet was ready.

Yelang looked at the fighter jet, and then looked in the direction of Kyoto: "I guessed it would be like this."

Three minutes later, a helicopter departed from Nan Province and headed straight for the command post on the western border.

...

Time entered September, and Lin Mo had been staying in the villa since he came back from the border last time.

As for the store that has been completely closed by him, there is no point in existing there anymore.

Lin Mo was sitting in the yard, looking at the six-story building in the distance and couldn't help but sigh: "Don't these people take a break? They are building 24 hours a day. It doesn't seem like it will take two years."

It could be said that no matter when Lin Mo looked, those machines were running non-stop.

That is to say, the distance is a bit far and the sound is still low, otherwise someone would have reported it long ago.

He looked up at the sky, so bored! !

It's really boring!

Now, except for strengthening some equipment every once in a while, he just lies on the recliner at other times.

There is no interesting entertainment.

He has no interest in nightclubs, amusement parks, or clubs.

Zhang Lingyu and others stood at the second-floor window, looking at Lin Mo below.

"Mr. Situ, Lin Mo doesn't seem to be in a good mood lately. He is not as active as before. What is going on?"

"It's free." Situ Nan said directly without even thinking.

"..."

"..."

In one sentence, Zhang Lingyu and the two could not be defeated.

Free?

Isn't it good to be idle?

They would like to be idle if they could, but that is simply not possible.

"There is nothing to keep Lin Mo busy now. The weapons at the border have been strengthened, and the task of closing the domain gate is almost completed. We no longer need weapons. Now the whole country is focusing on construction..."

Zhang Lingyu could not find anything to keep Lin Mo busy.

Situ Nan glanced at the sky. He had been feeling uneasy recently, always feeling that something was brewing.

After the king-level professionals understood the domain, they directly established a weak connection with the heaven and earth.

There are some things they can sense, but very faintly.

Situ Nan murmured: "I hope it's not something too bad."

Even if the domain gate comes again, he will think it is a good thing.

At this moment, Lin Mo sat up suddenly with a look of shock.

"The system actually spoke?"

You must know that since he obtained the system, he has been unable to speak a few words throughout the year.

Unless he asks, the system will generally not tell him.

He opened the system panel that he hadn't looked at for a long time, and a sentence appeared on it.

[Remind the host that the real disaster has begun, please prepare the host. ]

The real disaster?

When Lin Mo first heard this sentence, he was at a loss.

Isn't it a disaster now?

"System, what is going on?" Lin Mo quickly asked in his mind.

[The invasion of monsters on the planet where the host is located is just the beginning. According to the normal trajectory, the real disaster is expected to come after 500 years. Due to the host's participation, the domain gate closed too quickly, accelerating the time for disaster to strike. ]

ah?

So, the disaster happened because of him?

"No, you're talking about what a real disaster is."

[The so-called domain gate is just a means of screening, and only the surviving planets can participate in the next battle. The so-called real disaster is the Myriad Races battlefield, and the host is asked to work hard to cope with the next disaster. ]

Myriad Races battlefield?

Although I don’t know what it is, the words Myriad Races are enough to show that things are not simple.

However, no matter how I asked next, the system just wouldn’t say anything.

"Then you should tell me a time!"

Since he was asked to prepare, he should tell the time.

[Expected next June. ]

Lin Mo calculated silently and found that it was late September, which meant that there were only eight months left.

Time is a bit tight.

The above plan is to complete the unification within a few years, even if it is faster, it will still take three years.

After all, China has always been a country of etiquette. Even if it annexes other countries, people can't find fault with it.

But this also means that the speed of annexation has also slowed down a lot.

Lin Mo took a deep breath. If it were before, he would definitely not care about this.

Whether it's fast or slow, it has no impact on his safety.

But if the Myriad Races battlefield really opens, who knows if there will be an invasion by Myriad Races.

Then his safety cannot be guaranteed.

For his own safety, he must stay in Kyoto this time! !