Chapter 787 Base Arrangement
"Just leave the base to Changsheng. The base will be completely closed. No one will come back to the base during these three years." An Yinan narrowed his eyes and told his plan.
"Not coming back?" Swick wanted to look up again, but this action was very inconvenient. He couldn't see An Yinan's expression, but from the tone of her voice, he couldn't tell what she was thinking.
"Yes, I won't come back."
An Yinan answered first, then twisted and pulled out the silver needles one by one. There were hundreds of silver needles, and even she felt a little exhausted at the moment.
"These days, I will take Old Weiya away and let him experience the customs of China. There are many aspiring young people in China. I think he will find his own happiness in that place."
"Ella needs to study. Now that she looks illiterate, I'm afraid she'll be able to swindle someone out of a piece of candy in the future!"
Speaking of Ella, An Yinan is really helpless, and he is indeed a master at playing with his mentality.
But he is the youngest child, and both old Weiya and the people in front of him are very fond of him. He has been in the international arena for a short time, and the tasks he can perform are also carefully selected.
His mind is somewhat simple, even a bit immature. He needs to accumulate knowledge well and increase his depth and thickness.
"Illiterate people are not welcome."
Thinking of this, An Yinan frowned and said it again affirmatively.
Swick could see her expression this time, but her disgust was clearly revealed.
"As for you, you've been suffering from the cold poison for eight years. I'm afraid the volcanic spring can't suppress it anymore. Are you feeling more and more painful after soaking in the volcanic spring?" An Yinan had been packing up the silver needles. When he said this, he looked up at Swick.
His eyes happened to meet Swick's. Swick had nothing to hide from his own people.
"Yes, especially after the fifth year. Each soaking time is twice as long as the previous year, and even twice as painful."
He said it lightly, as if it was not something he had to endure.
"So you have to come with me and stay by my side. Whenever the cold poison strikes, you need golden needles to suppress it."
"Especially now that the medicines are not complete, I don't know how long it will take to prepare."
An Yinan disinfected all the silver needles, then put them away, sat on a stool beside him, and handed over the notebook in his hand. "I have seen the operations of the demons and angels. Here are some suggestions I can give. Please pass them on to them when the time comes, and let them arrange according to their own situation."
She is only responsible for giving advice, as for how to resettle them, that is their own business.
Especially the angel, she gave a lot of suggestions.
As for the demon, she was not very familiar with the system and could not give many suggestions, most of which were of a management nature.
"Okay, I'll arrange it." Swick just took a look and wrote down everything. His trust in An Yinan increased a lot.
When old Via was in charge, everyone was doing their own thing, like loose sand.
Old Via rarely managed them. Except for the start time of the Gun King special training, which required determining the training tasks and training instructors, Old Via let them do whatever they wanted at other times.
But when An is managing, she is more like a fire. She is good at discovering people's strengths and personality traits. For each person's development, she only provides suggestions, and as for how to arrange it, it depends on the individual.
However, he observed carefully and found that all the suggestions given by An were very useful for reference and much more meaningful than their ignorant lives.
"Have you made up your mind?" Swick asked suddenly.
An Yinan looked at him blankly. She was just thinking about the medicine and was asked this question out of the blue. She was a little unresponsive.
"About the transfer in Eagle Country," Swick added.
An Yinan smiled and nodded, "Of course, I have to feel the enthusiasm of the people of Eagle Country."
She took it for granted and I don’t know where her confidence comes from.
"Well, with the three of us and the two of them, we can always protect you." Swick nodded and no longer expressed any objections.
However, he was thinking that angels and demons needed to be deployed in Eagle Country, especially those in the dark, and there must be enough of them.
"Those three people outside, let's punish them severely."
Just as a few people were discussing the return route, Chen Xun spoke unintentionally and looked at his wife.
An Yinan patted his forehead. To be honest, he had really forgotten about the three people outside. He was thinking about Swick's treatment plan first, and then about the return route.
"I forgot."
She quickly stood up and walked outside. Swick followed her out. Every time he saw the people outside who were arranged in strange postures, he had a deeper understanding of An Yinan's bad taste.
"I'm dead." Ella did the one-legged standing pose, with his toes touching the ground, his arms spread out, and his head still tilted up to the sky. Now he felt that all his limbs were no longer his own.
He lay on the ground and felt for the first time how important it was to keep one's feet on solid ground!
Then, An Yinan pulled out the silver needles from Mifflin's body. Mifflin squatted on the ground, breathing heavily. She was down to earth, but what the hell was this split horse, and her head was hunched over. Would her breasts become smaller? Ah? Ah?
She jumped up, stretched her waist immediately, and pinched her thighs. She was extremely grateful that she didn't have time to change into a pretty little skirt after exercising today, otherwise she would have been exposed!
Finally, An Yinan walked up to Zhang Qian, looked at his face which was blue and purple from holding back his anger, and with some evil interest, he did not pull out the silver needle. Instead, he took a piece of grass and rolled it on Zhang Qian's nose several times.
Thanks to the silver needles locating the acupuncture points, Zhang Qian was unable to dodge and even sneeze, but the itchy feeling on his nose was real.
What kind of torture is this?
Swick, Changsheng, Chen Xun, Ella, Mifflin, and even Old Weiya in the monitoring room, all looked at Zhang Qian with sympathy at this moment, but if they were asked to beg for mercy, they couldn't do it!
They are not as tough as Zhang Qian. How dare they provoke An Yinan directly?
"An Yinan, you are so cruel." After the silver needle was pulled out, Zhang Qian cursed directly, then hid in the corner and started sneezing continuously.
Let's talk about his posture. He stands on one foot, with the other leg extended directly backwards and his head running forward. It gives a sense of déjà vu of Chang'e flying to the moon, but lacks some beauty.
It can be said that it is horrible!
Everyone looked at Zhang Qian who was sneezing continuously, and was always on guard in their hearts, not wanting to offend An Yinan.
Mifflin and Ella looked at each other and said, "Well... without comparison, there would be no happiness. Now they felt that the punishment for themselves was still light!"
I have to say, people always compare themselves this way.
