MIST (BL)

CHAPTER 2

That person was at the Tianqiong base and was being personally received by the chief.
Song Qinglan received the news and turned to head directly to the base. With his height and long legs, it only took a few steps for him to walk through the corridor and into the transmission cabin.

"Cap Song!"

"Ah, Cap Song!"

Everyone he met along the way saw that he looked the same as usual but they all shouted out their greetings one after another. Somehow, they felt that a volcano was about to erupt under that domineering and overwhelming presence.
Not long afterwards, gossip had spread all over the intranet saying that Captain Song was about to officially drive someone out.

A few minutes later, Song Qinglan reached underground.

[Welcome Song Qinglan. Welcome back to Tianqiong.]

The hatched opened on both sides as an electronic female voice sounded. Like those times before a mission started, it was just as gentle.

Twenty something years ago, the Imperial Science Team had made a breakthrough with regards to time travel and it has now developed into today's Time Management Alliance. Although there are branches in various countries, the one here was the main headquarter. At a depth of two kilometres underground, thousands of people toil away. Day and night, this dark underground headquarter is always brightly lit.

Song Qinglan got out of the transmission cabin and stopped before a white wall after walking for a few minutes. He pressed it lightly and an invisible door was pushed open.
"Thud!"
The people in the room were startled. They turned to look at him.

There was someone standing next to the middle-aged female chief.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window was a large semicircular luminous dome which formed the backdrop. It looked like a galaxy in the vast universe.

The man in front of the window wore an ordinary white shirt and black trouser which accentuated his slender waist. He was tall and refined, reminiscent of a pine tree beside a snowy lake.
The brilliant star lights made this person's complexion appear extremely fair. His tall nose, bright eyes; all his features were just right, especially those beautifully shaped lips. That touch of colour on the elegant and refined face instantly made it appear all the more vivid.
It was unforgettable.

The moment he saw him, Song Qinglan inexplicably remembered the words his squad said in the training room.
"We say he doesn't have the fighting capabilities; he won't come. We say he's an embroidered pillow; he won't come. We say the entire squad is homophobic; he comes. This person may possibly be coming here to either challenge us directly or prove his charm!"

"Didn't knock again!" Chief Wang reproached, "I think you are the only one in the entire Tianqiong who constantly ignores the rules!"

Song Qinglan returned from his thoughts and calmly walked in.
He didn't have any intention to reflect on this and just hooked up the corner of his lips, "I heard the new member is here. Chief Wang, why didn't you let us know so that we can welcome him?"

After saying this, Song Qinlan finally turned his eyes to look at that person, "Advisor Ji."

This form of address carried a hint of aggressiveness.
The person before him was from Ning City, a Recorder who has only completed B-level missions. He had been transferred to the Guardian squad with the title of Special Advisor.

Song Qinglan's disdain, discontent and scrutiny were very obvious.

Ji Yushi didn't cower or hide from Song Qinglan's gaze and just quietly looked back as if he didn't know who he was. The entire time, he didn't say a single word.