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I've always wanted to help Virtin, as Sichen's most reliable assistant, but why...

She couldn't understand the sonnet, and the more she tried, the less she understood it. Recently, she even started considering asking an acquaintance to do a divination.

Actually, the sonnet could have helped Wilting, for example, by supporting the Rainstorm Reform Act. According to the normal procedure, the bill needs to be voted on, and Ms. Z needs to win over allies. At this time, some things can be brought up, such as the corruption problem in the Chicago branch, especially with Snyder himself still around, the evidence is irrefutable.

There's a small problem: thanks to the efforts of two ruthless individuals, Chicago has transformed from a convex three-dimensional city into a concave one. Many of the relevant personnel, even if investigated, are no longer needed because they're all dead. Normal people wouldn't be interested in desecrating a corpse, especially since there aren't even any bodies left.

So while this matter can be brought up to garner votes from reform forces within the foundation, the actual effect is not very good; at best, it's better than nothing.

Then things accelerated to the point where Wan Qi descended from the sky and smashed all obstacles with a single punch.

Constantine was initially worried that the Rainstorm Reform Act and the independence of the Sichen Squad would threaten the unity of the St. Love Foundation, causing a substantial split and shaking the foundation of the organization.

Now look what's happened. Wan Qi has shattered the very foundation of the entire foundation with a single kick, and the headquarters has even physically cracked open.

Is the Sichen Building Sichen's administrative building? No, it's the embryonic form of another organization that nominally belongs to the foundation but could actually break away and operate independently at any time, and the entire foundation is helpless against it.

Zeno's army has been completely defeated, and General Igor has been bullied to the point that he even considered retiring. Now, a group of foundation bigwigs are taking turns trying to persuade him.

What else can you say?

At this moment, Sonnet suddenly realized that he had objectively "betrayed" Virtue. As for what he thought in his heart, who would care? Everyone only knew that he was the one who dug the pit, and it was Wanqi who filled it. If it weren't for Wanqi, who knows how many people would have been buried in this pit.

Snyder, Forget-Me-Not, and those ordinary people—whose identities aren't sensitive? Without Wan Qi's protection, they would have become research subjects for the Foundation long ago. How could they be sitting here safely?

In any case, Sonnet felt that this was not a problem that could be solved by an apology.

But... she really wanted to come back, to return to Si Chen's side, and continue being her assistant...

But...but...

As expected, I still... um?

The sonnet, unable to muster the courage, prepared to leave, only to bump into someone as soon as it turned around.

"Sorry, I……"

"Still spinning, 14-year-old girl."

“Mr. Wan Qi…”

"No, why are you calling me old? Am I that old?"

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Wan Qi!" The sonnet was upgraded to a bow of apology.

"Little 14, your artistic behavior of circling around the entrance of Sichen Building every day is called 'gai liu zi' in my hometown. If you had someone else to accompany you, it would be a two-person comedy act. So when are you going to upgrade your skills and find someone to circle around with you?"

"Huh? Talk? Ah! I... um... please... wait a moment..."

Wan Qi's speech, a mix of English, Italian, and Northeastern Chinese dialect, caused Sonnet to experience early symptoms of brain overload; no matter how it was translated, it just didn't sound right.

"Never mind, I'll help you."

Wan Qi reached out and put his hand on Sonnet's shoulder. The latter felt a blur before his eyes and then found himself standing in front of a door.

Looking up, I saw Si Chen's office.

Before Sonnet could give a more specific response, Wan Qi had already knocked on the door.

dong dong dong.

"Please come in."

The door opened, and Virtue was inside working on documents. He looked up and saw Wan Qi push the sonnet in.

"Your assistant is here, please check, bye-bye?"

Bang! The door slammed shut, leaving only Virtue and Sonnet in the room. Now it was too late for Little 14 to leave.

"Si...Si Chen...I...I came here..."

“Sonnets.” Virtue’s signature calm voice rang in Little 14’s ears.

"Yes, Si Chen." Sonnet stood at attention instantly.

"The red folder on the third row of the bookshelf, thank you."

"Okay, Si Chen."

As soon as Virtin spoke, Sonnet immediately switched to assistant mode, and the two of them busied themselves with each other without any awkwardness; everything seemed so natural.

Because Wanqi knew that Virtin knew how to handle the sonnet issue, and Virtin also knew that Wanqi knew how to handle the sonnet issue, the two tacitly completed the handover.

If everything is normal, that's the best answer; further discussion can follow.

The transition in Virtue was very smooth, and the sonnets made me feel like I was back in the past.

perfect

In the corridor, Wan Qi began to think about what he should do next. Just then, his dimensional phone vibrated. He opened it and was somewhat surprised.

"No quests, just a world coordinate system given to me, what's this? A belated newbie perk?"

Just then, the mistletoe walked over.

"Good morning, Wan Qi."

"Good morning, Miss Mistletoe. Oh, by the way, I need to trouble you with something."

"Please say."

"I have some things to take care of here and will be away for a few days. When Virtue comes out in a little while, could you please let her know?"

"No problem, may you receive the forest's blessing on your journey."

"Thanks. If everything goes smoothly, I'll bring back some local specialties this time."

Wan Qi snapped his fingers, the portal opened, and he walked straight in.

Everyone had gotten used to Wan Qi's elusive nature. He had already demonstrated some of his spatial abilities when he was traveling all over the world, which made some of the foundation's higher-ups who were secretly plotting against him give up all hope.

A Lightning Storm nuclear warhead with an enhanced Iron Curtain that can teleport through time and space and has no cooldown—this version of Earth Online is insane!

However, Virtue couldn't hear their cries of despair. She was busy with her own plans to rebuild a new organization. The events that had happened before had made her completely disillusioned with the St. Love Foundation.

If she were alone, she would have to find a way to solve the problem from within, even if she was dissatisfied with the Foundation. For one thing, the fact that the Foundation could provide the same level of protection as the Reincarnation of the Hand was not something that an individual could solve.

However, Wan Qi could provide the red crystals, and Miss Sophoby had already proven their protective effects. Afterwards, Wan Qi retrieved the red crystals from Sophoby's villa, and the Foundation did not dare to utter a word.

The puzzle of shelter was completed at this moment, and Wan Qi himself was also very dissatisfied with the foundation, so the two could be said to have hit it off immediately.

The reason it's staying with the Foundation now is to use it for its own benefit. If the Foundation thinks it can still be as arrogant as before, then it'd better be just as tough when facing 055 Bone Drive, Skeleton Dragon, Bone Statues, and Bone Army.

Wanqi even has a fog fleet pieced together using various magical techniques. Although it is unknown whether their combat power surpasses or falls below the prototypes in the two-dimensional works, the existence of this large fleet, which is immune to the backlash of torrential rain and has absolute control over Wanqi, is itself a strategic deterrent force.

A single Type 055 destroyer has already rendered the Foundation headquarters astronomically knowledgeable but paralyzed in the lower limbs. If an entire fleet were to arrive, not only the Foundation, but all secular regimes of human civilization would be clamoring for quick-acting heart medicine.

This is getting intense! Has it entered the Blue Steel world line, or has Azur Lane attacked us?

The only problem is that summoning these big guys from the Red Sea world takes time. Currently, Wan Qi has not found a way to replenish the time he spends in the world outside the Red Sea. Once the time is used up, Wan Qi has to return to the Red Sea world to cool down for three days. This period becomes a protection vacuum for the Si Chen Squad.

No one knows about this weakness right now, and Wan Qi himself often disappears and then suddenly reappears, making people feel that this ruthless man's whereabouts are completely unpredictable. However, for safety reasons, some personal martial arts support is still necessary.

Wanqi offered two solutions:

First, the entire Sichen Squad learns magic.

Second, deploy a sufficient number of undead units.

In addition, there are secret strategic unit deployments known only to Wanchi and Virtin. These are life-saving items for critical moments and don't appear under normal circumstances. They're like the magic/trap cards that the protagonist uses to turn the tide in Yu-Gi-Oh!, and once you use one, you'll have one less.

After all, independence and autonomy are choices that come at a considerable cost for any organization or individual, because freedom is never unconditional; it depends on the pressure and cost you can bear within that scope of freedom.

If the Sichen Squad were to become the Sichen Foundation or the Sichen Hand, it would be equivalent to the emergence of a third organization in addition to the St. Love Foundation and the Reshaping Hand. This organization must have different propositions and positioning than the former two; otherwise, the stable triangle would become a two-against-one situation. These are all issues that need to be taken into consideration.

It was tough, but Virtue felt very lucky.

Because it seemed as if some unseen business was telling her that without Wan Qi, she would still be a tool carrying a suitcase around on fieldwork, instead of a person who could negotiate with big shots on the chessboard.

Just as the five permanent members of the UN Security Council must possess extraordinary abilities, a person who can play chess must also have the ability to overturn the chessboard.

To prevent the tragedy of the past from happening again, and to protect the people he cherishes and his companions, Virtin decides to embark on a difficult path that will make him stronger.

"Si Chen, Si Chen, Si Chen!".

"Ah! What is it? A sonnet."

"Take a break."

Sonnet pointed to the window beside him. It was already dark. He looked at his watch again; it was 8:30 p.m.

"Is it already this late? Thank you for your hard work, sonnet."

“It’s alright, I don’t mind,” Sonnet replied with a smile, then her eyes began to wander.

Virtue knew Sonnets all too well. The moment Sonnets' eyes looked off, she knew they were thinking about what had happened before, even to the point of doubting their own qualifications to be Sichen's assistant.

It's alright, Virtue knows how to solve this problem.

"sonnet."

"Yes, Sichen, I'm here."

"Move over here."

欸”

“You are my assistant, and I need your help too. There are many offices and dormitories in the administration building here. It will be more convenient for us to work if we are close to each other.”

Sonnet stared blankly at Virtue, and before he knew it, tears were streaming down his face.

Virtue took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears on Sonnet's face. This time, Sonnet couldn't hold back anymore.

"Sichen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Virtue, I wanted to help, I wanted to be of help, but... but... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Looking at the sonnets that flowed like tears, Virtin gently hugged her and whispered, "I know, I know everything, it's not your fault, it really isn't your fault."

Sonnet cried in Virtue's arms, apologizing incessantly. These days, she had also endured a lot of guilt, confusion, grievances and regrets. Her personality dictated that she would only look for reasons within herself, which eventually led to severe mental exhaustion. But in fact, this matter had little to do with her from beginning to end; she was just doing her duty.

Just as the responsibility for a war's defeat cannot be placed on the rank-and-file soldiers, this matter is not the fault of Sonnet. Her education and life experience destined her to become a pitiful person who would be exploited in such a situation.

You can't expect everyone living in an educational environment where "commands trump thought" to be like Virtue, able to break free of constraints solely through their courage and wisdom.

This is just a matter of stripping away responsibilities that don't belong to her. If anyone is at fault, it's the fault of the St. Love Foundation's higher-ups; they're the ones who made things this way.

That evening, Virtin followed Sonnet to the dormitory. The two packed their belongings. From that day forward, Sonnet officially became Virtin's assistant. Although she was still under the foundation's name, those in the know understood that Sonnet had no further connection with the St. Love Foundation. She belonged to the Sichen Squad, which could potentially break away at any time.

And similar things will certainly not happen only once. The seeds of resistance exist in all the soil of oppression. Wilting is not an isolated case. Some people hide their resistance, while others actually do it. When someone succeeds, that successful person becomes a role model for others.

This is why bosses would rather delay paying wages and file lawsuits than pay wages honestly.

Then some bosses became "hot," "fierce," "hard," and "cooled down" in a physical sense.

Similarly, some people who had long been fed up with the Foundation were also trying to get closer to Si Chen's team.

But not everyone was going to rebel.

As Sonnet followed Virtue out of the dormitory, a pair of eyes watched her from the shadows, and then silently made up her mind.

Section 60: Meal Replacements from Hometown

(Still another day of begging for comments and votes (**3*))

The next morning, having fully recovered his energy through meditation, Virtue got up at six o'clock.

After quickly making my bed and washing up, I did a quick dressing in front of the mirror.

Great, Miss Sichen, today is another perfect day. Keep it up!

I pushed open the door, ready to go up...

"Wanqi! You're back."

Yesterday, Virtue learned from the parasitic shed that Wanqi was temporarily leaving. He thought it would take a few days, but he didn't expect to see him as soon as he opened the door this morning.

"Yes, how should I put it, a meal replacement is still a meal."

Wan Qi's expression was somewhat strange, a mixture of joy, helplessness, and resignation.

"What happened?"

"Well, never mind, Virtue, why don't you come over to my house?"

"Your home... ah!"

Virtue's eyes widened instantly.