You're sending max-level players to be cannon fodder?

Zhong Xun finished the rest of the red wine by himself.

He turned to look out the window. The streetlights were blurred by the increasingly heavy rain, and there were no pedestrians in sight. Only the headlights of passing cars became the final backdrop.

Zhong Xun naturally knew that Li You wouldn't easily trust him, but fortunately, he had plenty of patience.

If Zhao Lingnan had preserved her humanity...

This prediction made Zhong Xun's heart race, as if red wine was fermenting in his blood, and his heart was lifted up a little.

If Zhao Lingnan retains his humanity, could he confess to Meng Jingting and then redefine the pollution standards?

In the previous life, this war was lost.

Zhong Xun's fingertips felt slightly cool. He had just curled up and clenched his fists a little when a slightly calloused, hot hand enveloped his fingers.

Zhong Xun looked up abruptly, and Meng Jingting was standing right in front of him.

The man came in dressed in casual clothes, a gray overcoat that reached past his knees, with his other hand, with its distinct knuckles, hanging naturally at his side.

"Is the mission over?" Zhong Xun asked in a low voice.

As for why Meng Jingting was able to find him, it's simple: as a staff member, he has a detailed position, and the Grand Judge has the highest authority to obtain it.

"Hmm." Meng Jing then asked, "You secured a big deal for me?"

Zhong Xun smiled: "It's not big, I hope President Meng won't mind."

"I don't mind." Meng Jingting didn't ask about the details of the conversation. The fact that Zhong Xun had arranged to meet Li You was already strange, and she was angry that she had been kept in the dark when she came. But seeing Zhong Xun like this, Meng Jingting suddenly calmed down.

The man seemed to sigh. He stepped forward and gently embraced Zhong Xun. The cypress pheromones calmed his pounding heart. "What am I going to do with you?"

Zhong Xun naturally understood what he meant, and shook her head coquettishly: "It'll be soon, Meng Jingting, it'll really be soon."

"Um."

Once in the car, Zhong Xun leaned back in his seat, smiling as he watched Meng Jing listen.

  

The previously shy Grand Judge has been tempered into a man of steel, mainly because his relationship with Zhong Xun has become closer, and his previous cautiousness in fearing to startle the other party has vanished.

"That's great," Zhong Xun thought, arms crossed. "This is what a normal relationship should be like."

"Meng Jing, listen," Zhong Xun whispered, "Give me some pheromones, my stomach feels uncomfortable."

"I'll let you drink!"

Zhong Xun chuckled. He knew that the information about Zhao Lingnan that Tan Que had sent him must have also reached Meng Jingting's hands. He hoped that Li You would obey and transfer the information quickly enough.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, overflowing from the drain cover, and the rustling sound suddenly became sharp and fierce with the wind, pounding against the windows.

But the lounge was warm and pleasant.

Zhong Xun had already taken a shower and changed into her pajamas, and was now leaning against Meng Jingting, playing on her phone.

Meng Jingting made no attempt to hide it, using a tablet to look through Zhao Lingnan's information.

"What do you think?" Meng Jing asked.

"The ability to pollute should be able to envelop the human body." Zhong Xun had seen similar pollutants in his previous life, "but whether it was Bai Qingqing or Cui Ye after being replaced, they were both conscious."

"As a highly advanced humanoid pollutant, who among the ordinary public could tell that Fang Qian isn't human?"

Zhong Xun dropped the blocks, eliminating an entire row, and then said, "Therefore, we need a precise standard for judgment."

"The standard is that humans cannot be polluted," Meng Jingting said in a deep voice.

Zhong Xun raised his head and met the man's cold and ruthless eyes.

This is the main reason why Zhong Xun has been hesitant to speak. Meng Jingting's overturning of the definition of pollutants, to some extent, means that the Tribunal had indeed mistakenly killed humans who were only contaminated but still within the same species. This violated their original intention to protect humanity, so once a mistake is made, it must be carried out to the end.

But Meng Jing thought differently, and Zhong Xun thought that he had the confidence to take responsibility for his mistakes and correct his future.

"I'm sleepy." Zhong Xun's eyelashes drooped.

Meng Jingting pinched his chin and gave him a tender, affectionate kiss, but his words were icy cold: "You don't need to attend the meeting tomorrow morning. Just copy the Arbitrator's Handbook for me."

"Yes, Your Honor," Zhong Xun said indulgently.

Meng Jingting was clearly very receptive to this. He didn't fall asleep until Zhong Xun's breathing became even. His warm, large hand gently covered the young man's waist and abdomen. If Zhong Xun felt uncomfortable, he could detect it immediately. The cypress pheromones gently protected him, and Zhong Xun's hidden energy in his mind was once again fully stimulated by the "carbon fumes".

The rain showed no signs of stopping by the next morning.

Meng Jing listened to the meeting, while Zhong Xun diligently copied the arbitrator's handbook. He hadn't written in a long time and was starting to get rusty, but he gradually got into the swing of things.

While writing to calm his mind, Zhong Xun also went through all the details of the matter.

Assuming Cui Ye is among the pollutants, it makes sense that Li You would do everything in her power to protect her friend. So what role does Bai Qingqing, who has almost no connection with them, play?

The only way to solve this mystery is to find someone.

"Zhong Xun," Yin Ni suddenly spoke, quite solemnly.

The pen tip blurred a dot on the paper, and Zhong Xun took a shallow breath: "Next time, you should lay the groundwork a little."

Hidden: "Did I scare you?"

"No, get to the point."

"It's just..." she hesitated, trying to conceal her true feelings, "Could I have the core of that Du Ruosen tree, or the core of that big banyan tree?"

Zhong Xun slowly put down his pen: "Answer me first, are you a growth-oriented person?"

Hidden: "..." How could Dad be so sensitive!

Zhong Xun: "It seems so."

What if I say no?

"Then forget about the core. From now on, you should stay away from the mental sea as much as possible. Although it can identify pollutants and create a small space, these are not irreplaceable. Why should I give you a core containing high-level pollutants?"

To Hidden Ears, these words meant, "Why are you such a demanding little brat?"

As expected, Concealment exploded: "Why?! Because in the next stage I won't be your Concealment Bro, but your Devouring Daddy!"

The words had barely left his mouth when the spinning top was whipped by the mental tentacles.

When they stopped, Zhong Xun was satisfied to hear a "yue".

"I suggest you reorganize your language."

Suppressing her aggrieved sobs, she said, "It's like this, the energy I've absorbed has reached its limit. Creating space is just my first skill. I need to evolve a bit before unlocking my second skill."

Zhong Xun interpreted it literally: "The second skill can devour other pollutants?"

"right!"

"What about the upper limit?"

Hidden smacked his lips: "...It all seems edible."

This is interesting, Zhong Xun thought. Low-level pollutants cannot devour high-level ones, but Hidden seems to be an anomaly.

"You can have it," Zhong Xun said gently. "I hope you won't disappoint me."

He suppressed a shiver: "I will not fail in my mission!"

"It's just that... your mental sea is particularly compatible with mine, so I can only stay in your mental sea to absorb the core, which is why you feel some discomfort."

"It doesn't matter," Zhong Xun said. He had suffered all kinds of pain in his past life, so as long as there was a reward in this life, it would be a win for him. "By the way, you should change your name. From now on, you'll be called Coal Ball."

"It sounds awful..."

The phone rang abruptly and urgently. Zhong Xun raised an eyebrow slightly when he saw the caller ID.