svetikya Chapter 1049 JCT100
Chapter 1049 JCT100
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Although Helena Meta was imprisoned.
But the environment she was in was still quite good.
A small courtyard within the base, with a study, a TV, and a purifier as a "roommate".
The difference between them and the Purifiers is that the Purifiers can access the internet.
Helena-META's SG was restricted, and she could only learn about the outside world through daily newspapers and television.
When the Purifier, who was playing a game, saw Helena-META being sent over.
She immediately recognized his local identity.
"Hey, what are you doing here? Did Helena from the β Experiment Field get caught up in your mess?"
The Purifier's voice is always so annoying.
They started gloating right from the start.
Helena-META didn't care much, because she knew the Sirens of the experimental organization very well.
Instead of answering the Purifier's question, he asked in return, "And you, how did you come to be?"
The Purifier put down the game console and forcefully set up the recliner.
He laughed as he swayed, "Hahaha, it's because I'm so unlucky."
"I originally planned to trick the Eagle Union, to set a trap for the Eagle Union ship girls and trick that commander, but I didn't expect to trick the boss instead."
The Purifier waved his hand and said helplessly, "So, we've lost our human rights just like that."
"But I believe in the boss."
The Purifier jumped up from the recliner and walked around.
“She will definitely forgive me, because that’s just the kind of person the boss is.”
"Tiancheng and the others are too fierce."
"Lock me up here so I can reflect on my actions."
"I don't know what I can reflect on. I'll just avoid doing it next time."
"When you work with an observer, if you make a mistake, the worst that can happen is that you get a beating."
"Ugh, I'm so bored. I can't go out and wander around."
After saying this, the Purifier went back to his room on his own.
They also didn't notice Helena-META after hearing "The White Eagles."
A dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.
Helena-META asked the air, "Can I hit her?"
Jiang Linya's voice came out, "Whatever."
The Purifier with the sharp ears heard this question and answer.
I immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
He quickly poked his head out and shouted, "No! No! No!!"
At this moment, the Purifier seemed to be possessed by OTTO.
Seeing Helena-META's dark expression, he quickly waved his hand.
"Doesn't the Eastern Huang value peace above all else? Treating prisoners of war well is the right thing to do! Help!"
"I belong to the White Eagle!" Helena-META grabbed a weapon made of condensed blue data and charged into battle.
Then came the Purifier version of Tom's scream.
Perhaps Amagi and the others had already anticipated this outcome.
That's why they were locked up together.
When Tiancheng was investigating the Purifiers, they did find that she did it unintentionally; she simply wanted to learn from Jiang Mengyue and trick Xiaomeng.
Unexpectedly, he ended up getting Jiang Mengyue into trouble.
The apology was quite sincere.
Therefore, Tiancheng plans to release the Purifier when Jiang Mengyue starts school, add a few more threats, and then make her return to school to continue being Jiang Mengyue's classmate next door.
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At this time, Jiang Mengyue, who was far away in Baiying PH Port, was unaware of what was happening in Donghuang.
She was sitting on Xiaomeng's lap at that moment.
Nestled in Xiaomeng's arms, he watched her process office documents from the best vantage point.
Xiao Meng was searching for information on the computer for a while, and writing and drawing on the files on the desktop for a while.
My email inbox keeps flashing red dots, it just won't stop.
Occasionally, he would withdraw his left hand and pat Jiang Mengyue's head in his arms.
I was petting a fox while working.
Occasionally, he would release his right hand and tap the table, seemingly deep in thought.
When Memphis, who came in to deliver the documents, saw this group, he paused for a moment, and then said nothing.
With a motherly smile, she placed the new stack of documents on her desk and then left the office.
After a while, the office door was slightly ajar.
Helena peeked in and saw the scene as well.
Xiao Meng, diligently working, and Jiang Mengyue, nestled in her arms, watching curiously—this is the pair.
However, the two were so engrossed in their work that they didn't notice the person peeking from outside.
Xiaomeng entered a serious work mode.
Jiang Mengyue, on the other hand, kept observing what documents Xiaomeng was processing.
Jiang Mengyue couldn't understand the application documents, which contained various parameters and technical terms.
Soon it will be another simple and easy-to-understand report on life in the port area.
Xiaomeng would also take time to open her email and reply to the ship girls who sent her emails.
What Jiang Mengyue was most concerned about was Xiao Meng's handling of emails related to Congress.
After opening her email and entering the Congressional section, Xiaomeng glanced at it briefly.
I chose an email and replied to it carefully.
After replying, I selected another email, which was also from Congress.
He blindfolded Jiang Mengyue with his right hand and began typing furiously with his left.
Because she wasn't looking very closely, Jiang Mengyue saw through the gap that Xiao Meng was typing out profanities about the White Eagle into the email.
Amidst the massive amount of profanity from the White Eagles, Jiang Mengyue noticed a few key words.
The D faction, support, ZC, should be referring to some issues within the White Eagle's homeland.
When Xiaomeng replied, she closed the current page with her left hand and returned to the main email page.
The task of using his right hand to block Jiang Mengyue's view was also over.
I regained control of the mouse.
At that moment, a new email notification popped up in my inbox.
It came from Congress, and the title was: Marriage Match Recommendation.
"Oh?"
Jiang Mengyue looked up at Xiao Meng's face.
Seeing that Xiaomeng had no expression, and looking at her email, she realized that Xiaomeng had already deleted the email.
His left hand left the keyboard and pressed down on Jiang Mengyue's head again.
I rubbed it.
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