This time last time last time

Blue Star E continent, France region.

In the work area on a certain floor of the Federation Player Group office building, a virtual hatch light turned from red to green, and the hatch automatically opened.

"Hoo~"

In the cabin, Ke Xicai opened his eyes and pondered a few times.

His weak movements could not hide the look of doubt on his face.

Gudu's words of concern for him before leaving still linger in his ears.

"Ke Xicai, in order to avoid the subtle influence of your thoughts, you must learn to resist the thoughts of those rocks."

"But don't be hostile. Psykers are very sensitive to the emotions of life."

"After today, the Avanreites will still be your benevolent suzerain. Don't think about his faults. You will only be a loyal vassal."

"At least... until there is a conflict of interest, you are a vassal."

Boss and Fallen Empire, you don’t have to think too much about which side to choose.

One is a real companion, and the other is an alien in the game. The former puts forward constructive suggestions, while the latter is secretive.

Make up your mind to follow the route designated by Boss Gudu.

Isn’t he just an undercover agent?

Being an undercover official on behalf of a group of friends, an undercover official on behalf of the Life Consortium, and an undercover fallen empire are not unacceptable, and are even a bit handy.

Besides, this is not an out-and-out young man. He still has feelings for the officialdom and the fallen suzerain country.

Sure enough, it feels much more comfortable to think like this.

Ke Xicai convinced himself with peace of mind, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at the huge game room, turned over and walked off the hatch cover to stretch his muscles.

Rows of virtual game cabins fill the hall in an orderly manner, with mostly idle green lights symbolizing work status. It seems that many team members are out fishing again.

Aren't everyone in a player team of hundreds of people the same?

The team leader is in charge, and the team members mix and mingle, and they get a stipend every day.

"I hope Team Leader Murakami won't stop by to check on the post later..."

Ke Xicai looked away, snickering a little helplessly and not thinking about it.

The working hours of the player group are at 12 noon every day, which corresponds to the beginning of each month in Stars.

The official working hours for the player group are basically just for show. Some players stay online for half an hour at noon every day and then run out to eat.

More people will choose to play in the afternoon or night and enter the game cabin instead of sleeping.

All in all, it is not appropriate to encounter the speed difference of the stars during actual working hours.

The ones on the top set the rules symbolically, and the ones on the bottom follow the rules depending on their mood.

He is very satisfied with his current life.

Stepping onto the carpeted aisle in the center of the hall, the cold floors on both sides reflect the soft light from the sky.

Walking all the way to the distance, the game cabins placed next to the road look like laboratory equipment, with one working every now and then.

As the workspace of the Federation's core player group, this entire floor of the office building is divided into five areas, each equipped with different gaming environments.

His current area A is a public equipment area where people come and go. As long as players have permission, they can use it without restrictions.

After walking a hundred meters, a glass door separated the corridor outside the door.

Ke Xicai raised his head and stared, his irises close to the scanning device.

With a beep, the glass door slid open automatically.

Walk up the corridor and walk around a few times, then take the elevator to the higher-level office area.

Finally, we stopped at the door of an office with a gilded gold medal on it, which read 'Core Player Group of the Federal Patriotic Alliance' in large characters.

According to the temper of Team Leader Murakami, he must be waiting for me to come in now, and he will be polite before criticizing.

But it doesn't matter. The team leader is very talkative, and as the deputy team leader, he has a lot of things to say. Nothing can trouble him.

After mentally preparing for the dishwashing, Ke Xiecai picked up his fingers and woke up the control panel on the door.

"Ding! Authorization authentication, Kexi cuisine, application for visit, confirmation."

Mechanical sounds flashed, and the icon of the mission in progress on the blue screen kept beating.

Within a few seconds, a steady male voice came from the room: "Please come in!"

Ke Xicai gently pushed the door open and took the lead to stick his body and head in. The office was very simple in furnishings. Except for the small area at the door, the entire floor was covered with tatami mats, plus a smart table, three or two tea sets, and a pushable mobile phone behind it.

The door covers a small half of the room.

This is all the furniture.

"Team Leader Murakami, do you have anything to do with me?"

Ke Xicai rubbed his hands and walked into the office humbly, sitting cross-legged and facing him.

The person who picked up the tea cup took a sip and skillfully refilled the cup for the team leader and himself, as if he were going home.

"Yes, although I can't taste the taste, but the tea from an expert will taste good."

Murakami's smile stopped suddenly, and a black line appeared on his forehead.

“Stop talking nonsense, you have to answer for the ban on the forum’s official account?!”

Although it is a question, the tone is obviously rebuke.

When the Dongchuang incident happened, the instigator, Ke Xicai, slammed the table very arrogantly, and the indignant villain was the first to file a complaint.

"Team leader, you know that I have a loyal character and never take the initiative to cause trouble. The Supervision Department just landed an unknown minister, and he dared to block our official account. It's just because I have never seen a culprit!"

"I can't bear this tone! Team leader, take the lead, we're going to kill this guy tonight! Go and make kebabs from their department."

After hearing his deputy team leader's daily remarks, Murakami simply calmed down, stared at him coldly, took a sip of tea and said:

"The new director of the Supervision Department is a relative of the Offi Consortium."

Offee Consortium? That giant consortium in the second world? The new minister is so awesome.

There was a thud, and Ke Xicai suffered a cardiac arrest!

"Ahem."

His eyes widened and he coughed a few times, shaking the cup of tea in his hand. He quickly managed his posture and sat upright.

"Uh... I mean, treat them to a barbecue."

Gentle and elegant words came out of Ke Xicai's mouth, and he was no longer as domineering as before.

"After all, a new minister is here. In order to cooperate sincerely in future work, it is necessary to keep in touch with colleagues and build relationships."

Murakami nodded when he heard this. He had exactly what he wanted to do, but only if his men didn't do anything wrong.

"It makes sense. Thanks to Minister Ao Fei, the matter can be suppressed in time this time. If you plead guilty, I will be your intermediary and stand up for you."

"Don't..." Ke Xicai pretended to turn pale.

Before he could continue to quibble, Murakami threw a document over and gestured for him to take a look with his palm.

Ke Xicai hesitated and picked it up and opened it. It was a blessing or a curse, but he couldn't avoid it. At least he didn't think it was a big problem. At least he had relatives who could pull him out before he died.

At a glance, the big words in the title set off alarm bells in his heart, followed by screenshots of familiar paragraphs.

[Shocked! In the future of civilization, the leader of players actually does this! 】

One is a promised person who was originally born elegantly and carefree, but due to the incarnation of civilization, fishing and priests, he was locked in the office due to his duties.

One is a saint of the Christian civilization who was originally pure, sweet, and kind-hearted, but was imprisoned for research because of her awakened psychic powers and dedicated herself to the gods.

Come and save them! Let the divine promise melt away the ice for you and bring out your smile; the saint of civilization can be relied upon and nestled on your shoulder.

Civilization of the Stars: The only foreign player - A few things about Ke Xicai [7+, female development, super power, respectable words, dog licking]

This... isn't this the second-level title he wrote on the official account...

The more beads of sweat formed on Ke Xicai's forehead, then he heard the complaints of Team Leader Murakami.

"This time, the official account operation was stopped. Last time, the whole team was looking for crazy files and you used them as a butt pad. Last time, you encouraged young players to confess to the daughter of a certain consortium."

"Ke Xicai, are you sent by Jesus to torture me?"

The team leader roared in a cannibalistic tone, and Ke Xicai was so frightened that his shoulders shook and he fell silent.

Weak, pitiful and helpless...
Chapter completed!