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The organization has survived to this day not just because of one Arcana, but because of many people like Arcana who have kept it running (referring to organizational and command capabilities; combat effectiveness is not the most important factor at this point).

Historically, the Foundation has dealt significant blows to Arcana, but the Reincarnation Hand has not collapsed as a result. Instead, it has been locked in a struggle with the Foundation to this day. This cannot be explained simply by saying "that's human nature." The objective needs of reality and the Reincarnation Hand's organizational capacity are both reasons. And when the time is right, they will surely unleash a new storm.

Moreover, Arcana has only left, not died, a fact confirmed by Vanchi himself.

For a mastermind like this, a brief departure is definitely for the purpose of causing even bigger trouble. Wan Qi dares not gamble that this guy won't pull off something even bigger when he reappears next time.

Earth, or rather the world barrier of the solar system, is already crumbling. Time is of the essence, so the dregs within the Foundation must be purged. The most dangerous destruction often comes from the inside out.

The teleportation array lit up, allowing the Si Chen team to travel directly from Si Chen Tower to Apailang Island via the teleportation array deployed by Wan Qi.

From now on, this place will also become an important base for the Sichen Squad.

Sichen Office

"You all stay here and wait. I need a reserve force to deal with any unexpected situations."

After hearing Wan Qi's arrangement, Virtin stepped forward and said, "You want to get rid of me."

"No, no, no, how can you say it's diverting them? It's keeping the reserves in place. It's a very profound war strategy. You must always have a trump card, a magic card or a trap card, which is the key to turning the tide."

"But your plan is to cut down all those who deserve to die, which will make you offend a lot of people."

"Haha, now that things have come to this, you don't think I'm afraid of offending people, do you?"

“You took on everything, but sent us away.”

“Wilding, not all problems can be solved with knives. If someone plays the good cop, someone else has to play the bad cop. This is basic political wisdom. You will use it more than once in the future. It will be very hard to communicate with those hypocritical people. I only need to bear the blame. Anyway, they won’t dare to do anything to me.”

Veltin was silent for a moment, then extended his hands to Wan Qi.

"Give me."

"what?"

"Black robes, just like yours."

“Vildin, this black robe I wear has a special meaning; it’s not some kind of symbol, much less…”

"you understand me."

........

"You let us stay clean and pure, while you rush into the darkness alone, not caring about the consequences at all, this kind of thing..."

"Stop, stop, stop! You're making it sound like I've become a hero. I'm not that great. Everything I'm doing now is simply because I saw injustice, and I happened to have the ability to do something about it, so I chose to do it. That's all."

“That’s what a hero is,” Veltin said firmly.

"If that's how you see it, then I have no objection," Wan Qi said indulgently.

Virtin stepped forward, stretched out her arms, and slowly hugged Wan Qi in front of her, pressing her whole body against him.

"I want to walk with you, no matter when, no matter what we face."

Wan Qi opened his mouth, but realized that anything he said at this moment would be superfluous.

Veltin had made up her mind. She was going to follow him no matter what, regardless of the cost or the consequences, simply because she wanted to follow him and stand by his side.

A compassionate person, a loving person, a fellow traveler.

Wan Qi reached out and took off Virtin's hat. The girl looked up and met his gaze gently.

Wan Qi grabbed a black robe and draped it over Virtin's shoulders.

In the magical world, it has many meanings: style, design, shape, and combination. These diverse combinations constitute the unique necromancer culture.

But now, it has only one meaning—a fellow traveler.

There's nothing more to say; that's enough.

Tomorrow, they will go to the battlefield together!

Section 101: I'm here for a meeting!

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When Virtin and Wanqi emerged from the office together, both dressed in black robes, everyone was surprised but also felt it was to be expected.

Couple sets, it's not like there's anything hard to understand.

Night has fallen; tomorrow is the day to do something big.

But Wanzie's heart was like Europe in 1941, devoid of any Polish influence.

After all, he had been living a crazy life for so long that he no longer cared about what would happen after his death. As for what happened before his death, he could definitely control it at least for now.

The night is long, a good time for meditation.

"You sleep here every night?"

Wan Qi turned around and, to his surprise, saw Xing Di.

"It's almost eleven o'clock. If I don't rest now, I'll be in poor spirits for the important event tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I've always had a good quality of sleep. But you, are you really planning to take Veltin to the scene tomorrow?"

"Hmm?" Wan Qi looked at Xing Di, wondering if the girl had discovered something.

"Don't underestimate me. After all, I'm a captain who managed to escape from a reformatory. I'm very good at dealing with people and situations."

"We're just changing into matching outfits, what are you thinking?"

"Why did you have to change now of all times? Do you think I'm stupid?" Xing Di took off his sunglasses, walked to Wan Qi's side, and asked, "Was it because Virtue insisted on going with you that you were persuaded?"

"Why do I have this feeling that you're spying on me?"

“There’s absolutely no need to spy on her. That’s just how Virtue is. Don’t let her quiet demeanor fool you; she seems to listen to any advice. Once she’s made up her mind, no one can stop her, especially when it comes to things related to you.”

“Okay, you guessed right, that’s right, Virtin is coming with me to the meeting tomorrow.”

"And then you leave us here to guard the house? Hey, that's too much. We're comrades-in-arms, we fought together, and now that it's time to do something big, you're just leaving us at home."

“Because I chose a method that would be hated by many.” Wan Qi crossed his neck with his hand and continued, “If possible, I would prefer that Virtin and you stay at Sichen Tower until the end, instead of coming to the scene and playing the role of the red-faced one with me.”

"In this way, others will see us as a potential partner, and with that comparison, they will be more obedient, right?"

"As expected of Captain Stargazing, who is extremely adept at interpersonal relationships."

Xingdi was silent for a moment, then sighed.

"I really envy you and Virtin."

"What, you're looking for a boyfriend?"

"I envy you for having a mother."

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“I don’t know who my mother is, and I have no idea who my father is either. From the day I became aware of things, I’ve been going back and forth between orphanages, reformatories, and the police. London is a very nice place, except for the bad things it does for the poor.”

Xingdi smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness in her smile, an expression that was extremely rare on her face.

"I'm used to being driven away, chased, and bullied, but even so, this world is still very hateful."

Xingdi rolled up her sleeves, revealing a long, thin scar to Wanqi.

"When I was... ten? eleven? Never mind, it doesn't matter. That day, some guys tried to rape me. In the slums of London, these things happen all the time. I picked up a nail from the ground and stabbed one of them in the eye. That day, I met Mr. Apple. He protected me and prevented something worse from happening. From that day on, we've been together. This scar is a memento of that time, and it's quite a treasure."

Wan Qi looked at Xing Duo without saying a word. He knew that what the other party wanted to hear was not comfort, nor did he expect to gain his sympathy.

She was simply stating a fact to pave the way for her future goal.

“When I was a child, London underwent a lot of reforms. At first, people around me cheered, thinking that life would get better. But gradually, the cheers disappeared because people realized that no matter how the reforms were implemented, the benefits would not actually reach them. The promises of those politicians were like farts; they had a strong smell at first, but then nothing at all.”

"Later I realized that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. To completely depend on others for your fate is to beg. I wanted to be in control of my own destiny, even if only for once. So I set up my own rock radio station and formed a rock band. Even if the world is so terrible, we can reinterpret it with rock music!"

"But I was wrong. Even this tiny bit of freedom is not allowed by those politicians."

At this moment, Apple floated over and said, "The Captain's rock band has been banned by the authorities for allegedly spreading illegal content. They didn't even bother to specify what they were spreading. The people involved have been arrested and are wanted. Because the band members are all mystics, the wanted level is very high. Everyone except the Captain has been arrested."

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Xingxin reached out and grabbed the scars on his arm, saying in a voice filled with suppressed anger, "Jason committed suicide, Caber became disabled, Orina was forced to undergo a lobotomy, and Seth was sent to a mental hospital. It was at that moment that I truly understood that in London, telling the truth is a sin. The men can't stand to hear these things and can retaliate without restraint, while we are powerless to resist."

“Even so, I don’t want to shut up and become a pathetic puppet!” Xingdi pressed his hand to his chest and shouted, “Even if it’s just once, even just once, I want to stand in front of them and shout at them, ‘Fuck!’ The will to resist cannot be killed!”

Xingdi looked directly into Wanqi's eyes. Her eyes were different from Wilting's, but her unwavering spirit was exactly the same.

"Fine, I'm scared of you. Here you go. Don't regret it."

Wan Qi took out a black robe and handed it to Xing Di.

"Hmph, drape this over me, the captain."

Then Wan Qi expressionlessly covered her head with the black robe.

"Waaaaah... Wow! Hey, is this how you draped it over Virtue?!" Xingdi protested loudly.

"That's special treatment for Virtin. Don't you have hands?"

"cut! "

Star Darts pursed his lips, then put on his black cloak.

"Wow, cool, First Mate, what do you think?"

APPLe: "It suits the captain's look perfectly."

"This is for you." Wan Qi took out a small black cloak that had been made on the spot and handed it over.

"I got one too! Thank you, I really like it."

Thus, the Black Apple was born.

"Well then, see you tomorrow, bye-bye?"

Xingguo and Apple have left; one more person will be attending the event tomorrow.

St. Love Foundation Headquarters Conference Room

All the wise men and women have gathered here, young and old alike (take this as a serious listen).

If it weren't for the written evidence, photos, and videos of humanoid creatures in Wan Qi's possession, these seemingly respectable people would actually have quite an "elite" air about them, at least in terms of appearance.

This meeting was very special, as middle and senior managers from various departments were present, and the entire meeting room was almost full.

Based on the principle of holding large-scale meetings for minor issues and small-scale meetings for major issues, this matter is definitely a minor one.

It's highly likely to be a summary of a phase of work, usually with senior leaders giving a presentation and the rest acting as applauders.

Anyway, just clap and that's it; the really important things have to be covered up first.

The only surprise was that there was a young figure incongruous with his attire on the front row VIP table.

But no one dared to say anything, and even those who didn't know the truth learned about the young man from the warnings of others.

Wan Qi, the most powerful mystic in the history of China.

Not convinced?

Go look at the reclusive General Igor and the headquarters' security system, which is still not fully repaired, and you'll be convinced; he might even die.

A person's life is like the shadow of a tree.

There was no shortage of intelligent people here, and everyone was speculating about why Wan Qi had appeared here.

Judging from this, she has achieved a very high status within the foundation. Didn't you see that even the vice president isn't in the center position? She's definitely receiving president-level treatment.

Wait a minute, our president is also from Aurora, could this be his apprentice?

If that's the case, then we'd better work on building a good relationship with them later. We absolutely can't afford to offend them, whether it's in terms of status or physical presence. Besides, they're so young; they'll be in charge of the foundation's future for decades to come.

Some people speculated that this meeting was a power relinquishment, and that Constantine was stepping down.

Speculation is just speculation, and it remains speculation until it becomes a fact. However, some people noticed that although Wan Qi was sitting in that seat, he did not speak to anyone around him. He just sat there, closing his eyes to rest, as if there was no air around him.

Something is wrong. Ten percent or even nine percent wrong.

Just as everyone was speculating, more people appeared in the meeting hall, but their clothing was completely out of place with the foundation.

The foundation's clothing is predominantly white, with at most two-tone checks, but the clothing worn by these individuals is mainly blue-black and its gradient colors. I've never seen the logo before, but I do recognize the chariot/citadel from chess.

The emblem on it can also be spelled out as Rhodes Island.

That's strange. Does the foundation have such a force under its control?