Chapter 141: Reform of Contract City and New Education Indicators

"Li Hongyi has passed."

Ankle-deep streams.

Huang Ruoyuan held up a straight and smooth wooden stick.

Hearing the reminder on the phone, he smiled and asked, "Do you want me to take action?"

Uncle Mo shook his head: "No, I gave you a phone number, mainly to let you avoid him."

Huang Ruoyuan groaned, no longer stopping, and continued walking to the end of the river: "Then I understand."

After hesitation, he smiled and invited: "We haven't seen each other for many years. Why don't you come out to get together?"

"It's inconvenient." Uncle Mo refused.

This made Huang Ruoyuan chuckle and feel bored: "Speaking of which, after knowing you for so many years, I don't even know how you got here and what your identity is. Do you even have to keep it a secret from me?"

"The timing is wrong, and besides, haven't you ever revealed your identity to me?" Uncle Mo smiled.

Huang Ruoyuan sighed slightly, this old fox is really not easy to fool.

"Then do you have any plans for the follow-up? I have nothing to do now and am starting to act like a savage."

The tone on the other side was obviously sneer: "You finished doing things in the Eighteen Cities, and within half a month, you lost the Utopia. Is this called doing nothing?"

"It's all for advancement, understand." Faced with his harsh criticism, Huang Ruoyuan just smiled.

"Okay, I'm here, call me if you need anything." Uncle Mo hung up the phone calmly.

The driver held the car frame and opened the door for him thoughtfully.

"Wait for me here."

Uncle Mo walked up the long stairs, and at the end there was a huge symmetrical contracted statue.

He took a deep look and then walked into the main temple.

In the luxurious and solemn office, Li Changqing, the lord of the main city, sat sideways on a large wooden chair, with his elbows on the armrests, his palms made into fists against his temples, his eyes closed, and he was concentrating.

"Red Yi has arrived at Cunhu 131 City."

Uncle Mo bowed slightly and reported.

"Yeah." Level 91 Li Changqing didn't open his eyes, but just responded to show that he was listening.

"He made an appointment with Jiang Yiheng, the guardian angel, to go with him, but they were late."

"Chen Zhiqing, the former principal of Contract No. 3 Middle School in Eighteen Cities, and the senior contract masters he invited have already taken a step ahead to wipe out the Utopia. The only ones who are still alive are the first-level commanders and perhaps the core senior leaders."

"Continue." Li Changqing nodded.

Uncle Mo smiled and spoke again: "The soul residing in the body of deputy commander Huang Ruoyuan is very special and weird. This is not a trick."

"If I have to say it, I'm afraid it has something to do with the land of gods."

"Do you need me to arrange for more people to enter the God's Land to look for clues?"

"Actually, I'm also worried that people like Hong Yi may also be his target."

Li Changqing's calm face was stern: "No, the answer is not necessary. The oil-paper umbrella I arranged for Hongyi is just to prevent such a thing from happening. The life and death of other people has nothing to do with me."

"That's right." Uncle Mo nodded slightly.

"Is there anything else?" Li Changqing said in a calm tone.

"There are no more important things." Uncle Mo responded with a smile, "There is no need to bother you with other small things."

But just as he turned around, Li Changqing's calm voice came again: "Are you sure?"

Uncle Mo turned around, looked at his open eyes, and smiled dumbly: "I'm sure, I've been in contact with Huang Ruoyuan several times, and found that I can't solve the soul in him."

"I estimate that only weird ways, or weird masters, can make causal connections through the murder pattern."

"Other extraordinary means, I see no hope."

"After all, your previous speculation was that this evil method might be related to the divine envoy."

Li Changqing stared at Uncle Mo, sitting up slightly and tapping his long and strong fingers on the armrest, as if thinking.

"I will report this matter to the Contract God, but don't expect a response."

"Is there any progress on the high-profile establishment of a new main city on the sea?"

Uncle Mo shook his head: "There is no obvious progress. The recruitment there is still expanding, and the spies we arranged to go in have successfully established themselves."

"So I think there is no need to report to you specifically."

"But Lord City Lord, do we really not respond to the other main cities' crusade against the Sea Dragon King?"

Li Changqing sneered: "The crusade against the Sea Dragon King was done by believers of gods with righteous hearts. Our contract gods are not essentially righteous gods that conform to the public's perception."

Uncle Mo laughed out loud and had no intention of denying this statement.

Li Changqing waved his hand, feeling a little tired: "You can start promoting reforms in education."

"Starting from this year, each university's contracted assets must be controlled by deceivers to reach 10%, otherwise resources and funds will be cut."

“It will increase step by step every year, and we must achieve at least the half-and-half target within five years.”

“Universities that cannot do so will be blacklisted or even removed.”

Uncle Mo looked serious and stepped back after receiving the order: "Yes."

But in his heart, there was only helplessness.

The major cities are about to move, and the forces of evil gods are on the rise.

Contract City is also making educational adjustments so urgently. This world is really going to be in chaos.

…

late at night.

A hard-core off-road vehicle covered in mud traveled through mountains and rivers and returned to the ruins of No. 499.

"This is our base?"

"It's too close."

Luo Youyou sat in the back seat, sticking her head out of the car window and looking around.

After all, it is only more than a hundred kilometers away from 530.

It is also more than 100 kilometers away from the Eighteen Contract Cities.

This made him a little melancholy, as if he was a sheep in a tiger's mouth.

"No."

"The real base is still that wasteland."

"This is my home."

Huang Ye woke up and spoke slowly.

In the consciousness space, he and his family enjoyed a delicious meal.

He also ground the bones into powder, making full use of them and not wasting them.

It took a lot of time and he slept all the way.

Of course, he did not forget to give the group of ants in the field a piece of fat meat.

In addition, a myrtle berry was mixed in the meat, which was a gift to the queen ant and also expressed his sincerity.

His blood and flesh piled up like a mountain, and it would probably take a long time to consume them all. Now there are 10 ripe berries, each of which was given to the family to let them digest first.

And there are more berries with golden frost, which will probably mature soon, so there is no worry.

"Boss, you are awake!"

Dong Yan sat in the co-pilot, and when she turned back, she was full of surprise and suppressed her voice.

Huang Ye nodded.

Looking at the scattered lights outside the car window, there is a feeling of being in another world.

Perhaps it is the memory of childhood that consumes too much of his mind.

He always feels that a long time has passed, as if he has re-experienced the trance of junior high school and high school.

Or perhaps he grew up overnight, from 9 to 18 years old.

"Boss, we are here."

The SUV stopped at the dilapidated basketball court in front of Ping'an Community.

The concrete ground was cracked and water accumulated.

Han Shuang got out of the car and opened the door for Huang Ye.

Huang Ye nodded.

Looking at the old house from downstairs, there was a different feeling in his heart.

It was complicated and confused.

"You should go back too and continue to build the house."

"Don't worry about those ants."

He threw the three people back into the consciousness space, his mentality returned to calm, and he stepped onto the dark and damp community stairs.