13 Mink Street

There is a long corridor between the small conference room and the general hall. After Andi Lao came out, he stood at a vent, opened the window and faced the garden outside, holding the window sill with his left hand and holding a cigarette in his right hand.

Those who were higher or equal to him had finished their "interview" before him and left, so for those who came out next and saluted him as they passed by him, he only had to give a slight nod in response, without even turning around.

The scenery of the garden is beautiful, but he is not in the mood to appreciate it now because he knows that he has no chance of being the commander of the army.

When was it determined?

After asking himself a few questions very briefly, No. 2 asked himself to leave.

At that moment, he finally realized what the essence of this "campaign" game was; and he finally understood what kind of person he wanted as the whip bearer.

In their own name, the whip holders quickly and decisively mobilized the best backbones of the Whip of Order in the entire system from various developed spaces to form a militia group. You can say that this was because of the urgency of the desert war, and also because of the urgency of the desert war. It can be said that it was a direct order from the high priest, but the matter did not need to be so urgent.

Furthermore, it has been a few days since intensive transfer orders were issued and personnel began to gather under orders. Although everyone knew that such a large newly formed legion would inevitably re-select a legion commander who could control the situation, but , it was not until the meeting began and everyone took their seats that No. 2 announced the matter.

It's not a matter of urgency, so it's hasty, but it's purely intentional.

The plan made, the idea sketched, the understanding and judgment of the war, etc., in fact, the whip holder doesn't care at all, and he almost uses actual actions to show that he doesn't care.

But the problem is, faced with such a huge opportunity and such tempting bait, who can resist showing off?

To put it another way, even if you could detect this hint in advance, could you really make up your mind to face this election in such a negative way?

No matter what, there is still a certain chance for the former, but for the latter, it is very likely that if it is reversed, the chance will completely become "0".

"Ah……"

Andy Law was blowing out smoke rings while laughing. Why does it sound familiar?

“There’s a lot of potential for success, and there’s a lot of potential for failure.”

What Karen said during the day echoed in Andy Law's mind.

Of course he would not think that Karen was talking pure nonsense. What he replied at that time was: What special method do you have?

Andi Lao's eyes narrowed. This boy had guessed it a long time ago and had been preparing to do this.

In this assessment, the most standard answer is actually a blank paper, which has nothing to do with whether it is correct or not. The more you write, the lower your score will be.

Andi Lao suddenly felt a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart. Let’s not talk about the other advantages and achievements this young man has shown. The vision and determination he showed this time are enough to make people feel... Palpitations.

"call……"

Long smoke rings were blown out.

He is not a backdoor person. With the whip holder's absolute control over the whip of order, if he really wants to forcefully push a young man to the top, he can do it against everyone's opinion.

And the fact that this young man was able to say this to himself very straightforwardly during the day meant that he was not completely sure in his heart. After all, only a fool would publicize it everywhere after getting the correct answer?

"grown ups."

Scarlett walked out and saluted Andy Law when she passed him.

"Um."

Scarlett looked behind her, thoughtfully, and left.

Andy Lao, who lit up a cigarette again, also knew who would come out next.

Not long after, Karen came out, and when he saw Andy Law, he took the initiative to stand over.

Andy Law said: "Congratulations."

Karen recalled that when he saw Andy Law going out through the shielding barrier, he specifically turned his head to look at himself.

"Not sure yet, my lord."

"It should be you. You made the right bet."

Karen said nothing and looked out the window at the scenery of the garden.

Andy Law stuck his cigarette butt out of the window and continued: "Actually, when the whip holder gathers all the elites of the system and heads to the desert, the whip holder's goal has been achieved."

As a true direct descendant who followed the high priest all the way, he had an explanation for the high priest, and he also played a leading role in the sect. He also took this opportunity to reintegrate and hone the Whip of Order system he had mastered.

He has gained everything he wanted, so the only thing he thinks about next is: preserving capital.

The whip holder and the high priest have very similar personalities. They are both people who have a strong desire for power and control. Therefore, for the whip holder, it is not impossible for him to accept using the entire whip of order for something he thinks is worthwhile. All the elites were buried, but the premise was that he had to do it in person.

Therefore, the more thoughts a candidate for legion commander has, the less likely he is to choose.

This is his capital, the property he has worked so hard to put back in order. How can he be willing to let others use it to express his own ideas and pave the way for others?

What the whip bearer wants is not a legion commander, but an obedient, thoughtless puppet.

Just like on the theater stage, those foolish kings send their servants who have no knowledge of military knowledge to go to the front line to supervise the army.

This cannot be said to be that the whip holder is stupid and selfish, because Andi Lao also has to admit that this regiment commander does not seem to need much military ability, because this is just a militia regiment. It is the responsibility of the knights to formulate war plans and issue military orders. , the militia group only needs unconditional cooperation.

It's just that this "waiter" needs to have enough qualifications to control the scene, and he has to choose from this group of senior executives. If he can't find a suitable one, the whip handler will also pick one to beat and give him the look he wants. , but couldn't stand it, a suitable person jumped out in a smart and sensible way.

Andy Law said: "You guessed it a long time ago?"

Karen replied: "I told you that in normal competition, I don't have much chance, so I can only hope for another fork in the road."

Andy Law reached out and patted Karen on the shoulder. Karen stood still.

This move has never happened before. The last time he took himself in a carriage to the whip holder's office, Andi Lao's aura of being a superior was still very strong. But now, although there is still a distinction between superiors and subordinates, he has deliberately downplayed this class. The gap is gone.

"Do a good job. I look forward to good news about you on the front line. I hope you are safe, and I also hope our legion will be safe."

"Yes, sir."

Back in the auditorium, Andi Lao sat on the table, while Karen returned to his seat in the first row of the second area and sat down.

One of the two district chiefs beside him took out a glass of water and the other took out a handkerchief and delivered them to him at the same time.

District Chief Joseph: "Hey, aren't we both a little flattering?"

District Chief Ma Molong: "It's a bit too obvious. It's not good. We also want to save face."

Karen, who was sitting in the middle, was dumbfounded. He reached out to take the water glass and handkerchief: "The two seniors are in the same camp to tease me."

Joseph: "Don't say that. You are much younger than us and much more courageous than us. I really admire you."

Ma Molong: "Yes, I also thought that I didn't have the opportunity to have in-depth communication before. I have to seize the opportunity this time. If you are selected, we will not be qualified to sit next to you when you come back."

Karen responded: "I still need more guidance from the two seniors on future work matters. I am still young and have not been long since I became the district mayor. I have shortcomings in many aspects and lack of experience."

"If something happens, please say hello."

"Yes, if you need our cooperation, you can say hello."

Every time Karen lowered her stance, the two district chiefs immediately lowered theirs.

Soon, the whispers in the venue stopped, because the whip holder came back.

The meeting officially began. No. 2 was still presiding over the meeting. The topic of selecting the regiment commander was placed second. The first thing was to report on the situation of the desert war, and then the logistical support for the Whip of Order Militia was spread.

A large district or several communities are divided into groups, and each group is responsible for one item in logistics.

In fact, the headquarters still pays the bulk. For example, the equipment, allowances, pensions, etc. for these 10,000 people will definitely be borne by the headquarters in the first phase.

But the biggest cost of war is actually consumption. It is actually much cheaper to form a legion than to maintain one. The most expensive thing is to support a legion to fight.

Now that the tasks have been allocated, whether it is the headquarters or the local area, the rights and responsibilities will be clearer and the pressure will be less.

Fortunately, in recent years, the whips of local order have generally taken back a lot of power from the regional management offices. In the past, what the whips of local order could support would probably be digging out of their own small budget to maintain their existence. Part of it was offered as an offering.

The York City Region has a special political status. It is located in the Wien Region, but in fact it is almost on the same level as the Wien Region. In Karen's understanding, it means a municipality, so the York City Region is a separate group. , responsible for the "monster feed".

The feed here not only refers to the monster rations, but also includes the death crystals of the undead war horses, special potions to maintain the monster status, and even if it is rations... that kind of giant rations, it is also a terrible consumption.

District Supervisor Joseph was in charge of the boots;

District Mayor Ma Molong is responsible for gloves;

Joseph took the initiative to reach out to Ma Molong through Karen: "Hello, colleagues in the garment factory."

Ma Molong shook hands and replied: "Fortunately, it's just a corner, it scared me."

Boots and gloves are not ordinary, but magic tools. In ordinary times, you have to spend order coupons in coupon shops and black markets to buy them. The cost is not low, and this is a supply scale of more than 10,000 people.

Fortunately for Ma Molong, he was only doing a side job and was not responsible for the divine robes or armor. He really wouldn't be able to raise the supplies even if he was sold.

The reaction of the two of them made Karen further aware of the uneven development of the Whip of Order between regions and regions.

Generally speaking, the conditions in the York City Region are actually very good. The reason why it is experiencing a financial crisis now is because of the reforms it has implemented.

Okay, the first topic is over.

The number two man leaned back and whispered something to the whip holder.

All the "princes" sitting below subconsciously sat forward, looking forward to the announcement of the candidate for the army commander today.

The efficiency of this meeting is really very high. There is really no delay in issuing exam notices, starting exams, and announcing results. It is all done for you in one meeting.

Number two sat up straight again and said:

"Based on our careful, meticulous and all-round assessment..."

"We have fully studied the candidates' plans and ideas..."

"We also fully took into account various circumstances such as job positions, responsibilities and priorities..."

The above foreshadowing can be listened to in reverse.

"In the end, we reached a unified understanding, unanimously approved, and appointed..."

Having said this, the No. 2 person also deliberately looked left and right, and the No. 3, No. 4, No. 5, etc. next to him also turned their heads and made eye contact, creating a sense that this was a unanimous collective decision;

Only the whip holder still maintained his original posture, leaning on the main seat.

Karen closed his eyes at this moment. Even with Andy Lau's advance congratulations, he felt nervous now that the answer was about to be revealed.

"...Appoint the current District Governor of York City, Karen and Silva, as the commander of our Desert Legion of the Whip of Order!"

Karen's eyes suddenly opened, she got it!

When everyone in the audience turned their attention to Karen, Karen also stood up.

Number 2 smiled and said: "Commander Karen Army, please come to the stage."

Karen nodded, adjusted the sleeves of his divine robe, and walked towards the podium.

Some were jealous, some were surprised, some were puzzled, some were envious... But no matter what, when they saw such a young and handsome young man walking forward with steady steps, everyone felt a sense of facing in their hearts. A wonderful feeling of youth and future.

After all, fundamentally speaking, although everyone has their own small interests and demands, they are all members of the Whip of Order, and they are destined to be branded as the Whip of Order throughout their lives;

Being in this group, seeing a young man rising up rapidly, from the perspective of the "ethnic group", this is indeed conducive to the development and continuation of the "ethnic group", and this will inevitably give everyone here a big impact on the environment. Personally with a better environment.

Many people even have this idea in their minds: If the high priest abdicates in the future, and our whip holder also abdicates, then at least it can be guaranteed that there will be a strong successor to take over the position of the whip holder and continue to lead everyone. To protect the current fruits of reform and to seize more resources from the outside world.

I am afraid that even the whip bearer sitting in the main seat did not think that he clearly did not say anything or did anything. The subordinates sitting in the audience were already arranging a "Crown Prince" for him.

Someone started to applaud, scattered at first, and then everyone started to applaud, and there was thunderous applause in the venue.

Joseph, who was applauding, said: "Ma Molong, you are right, we will not be qualified to sit next to him next time. He will sit in the front row."

Ma Molong applauded vigorously and replied: "My horizons are small, I should sit on the rostrum."

After Karen walked onto the podium, No. 2 picked up a newly made special identity card and was about to hand it to Karen when he paused and looked at the whip holder.

Foden immediately stood up and took the ID badge from No. 2, who immediately sat down.

Karen stood in front of Foden, and Foden looked at the young man in front of him.

Karen's interview answer: I don't think a legion commander in this position should have his own ideas.

Of course, Foden would not be naive enough to think that this was Cullen's true thoughts. He knew that this was the idea that came into being after Cullen figured out his thoughts.

But what does it matter?

Does he really want to choose a fool with no ideas to take charge of his family?

People who understand that they should have no ideas are more suitable than people who really have no ideas. This not only saves them the process of hammering out instructions, but also makes them feel more at ease in some respects.

For example, if another accident happens like last time, at least you can still learn to adapt, save, and even perform meritorious deeds.

During the last war, he would definitely receive the most accurate information on which of the two militia groups was imitating and which one was making decisions, just as he had promised Karen on the carriage: to ensure that the high-level command system on the front line remained unchanged.

You see, it really hasn’t changed, it’s just that the boss you left at home has been sent over.

Foden smiled and said: "I admit that you are smarter than me when I was young."

Karen responded immediately: "This is because I have you in front of me as my learning partner."

"hehe."

Foden handed the ID card to Karen, who saluted first and then took it with both hands.

The whip holder left his seat and took Karen to the front desk, facing the entire venue below.

At this moment, Karen sensed that her identity and status, standing next to the whip holder, were undergoing drastic changes. Of course, the current changes were just illusory, but as long as the desert war ended and she came back from the desert, these changes would Change will completely solidify!

Foden said: "This is the legion commander I selected for you and for the entire Whip of Order. I firmly believe that as the whip in the hands of the great God of Order, we will be invincible!"

In an instant, everyone stood up, crossed their arms on their chests, and the entire venue rang out a neat and pious prayer:

"Praise be to the great God of Order!"

…

After the meeting, the whip bearer was the first to leave as usual.

Karen, on the other hand, stayed at the front desk. First, No. 2, then No. 3, No. 4... and finally the ministers, as well as Andi Lao, all came over to talk to him, either congratulating, encouraging, or just having nothing to say. Looking for words, in short, they all deliberately went through this process before leaving the auditorium.

When Karen felt that she had finally completed the task and could leave, she turned around and found that there was still a large group of "lords" sitting below.

Karen stepped down from the rostrum. Every time he passed by, the princes would stand up and talk to Karen.

This is really true. People above me can only leave after talking to me. People at my level and below can only leave after I finish talking.

In fact, everyone is not a stranger. They have already become familiar with each other during meetings, communication meetings, and work exchanges. But now Karen’s status is different. Even though his name and appearance have not changed, in fact, he is In the eyes of everyone, he is already a "different person", so naturally he needs to get to know him again.

After dealing with everyone, Karen felt tired.

Walking out of the venue, Karen saw the carriage parked in the distance and Miguel standing next to the carriage.

Karen was about to walk over and say hello to Miguel again.

But Miguel's eyes widened and he signaled Karen with his eyes: Don't come over!

Karen stopped and realized that this time the carriage was not empty, the whip bearer was inside.

How could he communicate with his secretary in front of the whip holder? Now he was not afraid, but Miguel might be thrown into feeding Auggie.

Karen took a few more steps toward the carriage and saluted, as if he had come over specifically to continue showing respect.

Then he turned around and returned to where his carriage was parked.

Little Kangna lay on the seat and fell asleep, but when Karen got on the bus, little Kangna still sat up rubbing her eyes:

"Ah, Karen, have you been scolded for not doing your homework?"

"No."

"Um, no?"

“Not only was it not, but it was praised.”

Xiao Kangna: "..."

Without further delay, Karen directly ordered the driver to take him to the teleportation circle hall.

But it may be that Karen spent too long socializing after the meeting, or it may be that the news spread too fast. In addition, Karen is now in the York City area, whether it is the Whip of Order or the Great The status of the district management office is a bit too aloof, and its popularity is also extremely high.

Therefore, when he held Xiao Kangna's hand and walked out of the teleportation circle hall, he faced the priests who were surrounded by the hall, the second floor, the third floor and above.

After the initial cheers, it immediately turned into a collective salute:

"Meet the Legion Commander!"

"Meet the Legion Commander!"

At the armrest on the top floor, Bourne was standing there with a tea cup in his hand, and next to him was Derius.

"Have you received the first batch of payment?"

"How could it be so fast? It takes time to prepare."

"Then did you see it?" Bourne pointed down.

"I've seen it. His promotion speed is really scary."

"Is it just scary? You still don't understand what I mean."

"What?"

"Hurry up and make the payment. Sell what should be sold and collect what should be collected. Don't delay. If you make me angry, I am used to doing things in the dark and using cruel methods to make him angry. He likes to step on you directly in the open. die."

"Are you reminding me? You have indeed changed because you are old, Chief Bourne."

"Is there a possibility that I was expecting this scene to happen?"

Derius: "..."

…

Alfred drove a special car to pick him up. When he returned to the headquarters building, as soon as he entered the door, he saw people standing on the steps at the door of the building.

When Karen got out of the car, she was once again greeted with a huge cheer.

But at the regional management office, I had to be more reserved. This was my own territory. Karen pointed at them and laughed and cursed:

"You don't have to work, just find opportunities to be lazy, right?"

Everyone dispersed amidst laughter and returned to their posts.

Karen returned to his office, Leon was inside, and said: "District Chief, the communication arrangements with the front line have been arranged."

"Um."

"Congratulations, District Chief."

"Thanks."

Leon went out, and Karen sat down behind his desk and turned on the communication formation. Soon, the connection was connected.

There was a pot in front of Neo, with red stuff boiling in it. He was tasting the saltiness with a spoon, and then put half a pack of red sauce into it.

Karen, who had been hearing congratulations all the way back, found a rare moment of silence with Neo.

However, this is also because no matter how fast the news spreads, it is still impossible to reach the front line so quickly. Karen must contact him in advance if he wants to communicate.

"Guess what I'm eating?"

"Waien miso soup?"

"This is not Wein soybean sauce. This is a special sauce from the desert. Although the raw materials are not expensive, you can only buy them with coupons."

"What did you cook?"

“A little bit of everything.”

"I saw it."

"This is what I saw the followers of the Desert God Cult eat when I was patrolling the camp. They have no shortage of food for ordinary people, but as you know, these believers are basically used to ensure logistics work. They need to control large monsters to carry or urge people. Tools are used to work, including maintaining material transportation arrays. Every day, like coolies, they need to consume or even overdraw their spiritual power. The advantage of coupon food over ordinary food is that the gods can better benefit from the coupon food. They can receive a supplement of spiritual power, but how can they enjoy this?

So, they collected the leftover coupon food from the swill buckets of the soldiers in our camp, mixed it with this sauce, and cooked it into a pot. Hey, don’t tell me, it tastes really good.

The desert believers also named this dish - Order Pot. "

"Oh, that's it. It seems that you are quite leisurely and you actually have the energy to try 'delicious food'."

"It's only temporary. The new round of war has not started yet. Now the coalition forces are actively expanding, while we are actively shrinking. The real war will not begin until the follow-up forces are replenished."

"hound."

"Yeah," Neo responded as he stirred the pot, "What's up, quail."

"Captain Neo."

"What are you doing, my District Chief Karen?"

Neo raised his head and looked at Karen in the communication array.

"Deputy Captain Neo."

Neo's eyes flashed, and he understood, but he deliberately refused to answer. Instead, he lowered his head again and continued to stir his order pot while unable to help but reveal the corners of his mouth.

Karen shouted again: "Hey, Deputy Captain Neo, I'm calling you."

"Bang!"

Neo picked up the spoon and banged it hard on the side of the pot.

shouted:

"I heard you, beast."