"It just shouted the name we changed!"

Humphrey looked at the crowd and said to them. "In that case, let's change it again!"

"What's the use?" Someone muttered. "If you change it, you will be named as well!"

"This time we're going to make it longer! Hard to read! Humphrey shouted. Hundreds of words, thousands of words, let it go! ”

There was a commotion in the crowd.

"yes, that's true..."

"For example?"

"For example, Mohar. Muhammad. Muriel. Mustafa.... Anyway, it's okay to come how long it is. ”

"Let's get started!" Humphrey saw that their emotions had eased, and he commanded.

I don't know if it's a good idea.... But there's a way to delay it for a while.

They returned to the table and lined up again in two lines. This time, Humphrey didn't change the name of the person in front of him at will, but looked at the person opposite--- who was a person with the same black hair and black eyes as Wang Luo, and then asked him: "Your name is Lu Pengyu, right?" What do you think is the right name for yourself? ”

"Just be longer." Lu Pengyu said. "Zhao Qiansun, Li Zhou, Wu Zheng, Wang..."

He memorized fifty or sixty words in a row, as if they were from a book. Humphrey thought about it for a moment, handed him a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote a few lines on it. "Yes, but there isn't that much time until the next roll call. Now you have written your current name and the name you want to change to on it, and I have already stamped the seal. ”

On the side, Colorlight poked his head and saw two lines written on the top of the paper: 'Original name' and 'Now renamed', and underneath, the signature of 'Ministry of Civil Affairs, Central Government of the Infinite World'.

.... It feels a little ridiculous, but it looks quite formal. So Colorlight also wrote like this.

"It is enough to leave a line for the position of the 'original name'." Humphrey commanded beside him. "Leave more space below, let everyone play as they please, what name to choose, depending on their own mind."

After a while, people were 'playing at will' as he put it.

Some people write very little on the paper: "Alan. Albert. Abel. Abner. Abraham's ....." went on and on, writing hundreds of words--- which was a cumbersome route.

Someone is writing: "I'm a good person. I don't want to kill people. I curse this damn fate. I curse the power that allows me to kill others. I was wrong. I'd rather this power fail..."

The man also wrote hundreds of words--- all of which were similar to apologies and remorse.

Someone else wrote down a poem from his past memory: "Like a day like a flower, the bee wades in the folds of time: we went to the valley to pick daisies, and we met the falcon tamer who released a dark brown white fan into the blue sky, the only bird that could look directly at the sun, and at this moment followed the circumferential dimension of the aether drawn by the line pendant.....

In addition, some people wrote various scriptures, some wrote lyrics, and some copied some passages from their favorites. Someone even wrote a tongue twister.

"My name is: 'There is a dumb man from the south, with a trumpet pinned to his waist; A lama came to the north with a reed in his hand. The lama carrying the reed is going to exchange the rex for the dumb trumpet with the trumpet.....'"

Some people next to him saw what he wrote, and immediately began to write similar. "My name is: black fertilizer volatilizes when it is gray, and gray fertilizer volatilizes and it turns black...."

And so on and so forth. A lot of people have shown extraordinary talents and given themselves very interesting names.

"Is this really going to work?" Seeing the lively crowd, Colorlight frowned and looked at Humphrey on the side. "It feels like child's play. Although the chaos of the situation was avoided... But can you really do this to defend against attacks? ”

Don't you understand? Avoid clutter. Find something for everyone to do... It's safer than running around in the dark. "It should work." Humphrey said solemnly.

If it doesn't work, find a new reason and prepare for the next wave.

"Got it, then I'll give it a new name too." Colorette said, taking a piece of paper. "Article 5 of Act No. 31658 should be amended in accordance with the provisions of article VII of Act No. 17,842. Nevertheless, if amended, it would be possible to violate article 14 of Act No. 1752 and may affect the effect of Acts Nos. 9368 and 14502...."

This large number may have stunned the people who were named, just like they did Carlister's past boss.

"What do you do in reality?" It may have been a bit rude, but Humphrey asked anyway.

"Just like you, sir." Hearing this, Colorette stopped writing and said to Humphra.

You're welcome. "That's really hard to be in space."

"Yes, sir. I'm really lucky to have a team like that. Carwright said. Presumably the same is true for you? ”

"I'm barely getting by." Humphrey said. "Do you think we'll get through this this time?"

"On the bright side, the head of the regiment should have discovered the anomaly." Carwright started writing again, writing as she spoke. "Trying to find a way to save us. If he can do it, he will definitely do it. But maybe he's in trouble or in danger..."

What do you mean! Did Jen tell you the information?

"In my opinion, you are excellent." Carwright continued. "But for me, it's very difficult to meet a team like this, maybe the only chance to survive in this space--- and it's the same for a lot of people on the team."

"I see." Humphrey nodded. "For me, it's also very precious."

"If only you knew." Carwright said. "Perhaps, someone has already told the regiment commander what you have done in private. However, out of consideration for the team as a whole, the head of the regiment temporarily suppressed the matter and prepared to settle accounts after the autumn...."

"Privately?" Humphrey's eyes widened. "What did I do in private? Tell me about it! ”

"I don't know exactly what you've done, sir." Carwright said. "But I know, you must have done something. Just like I know what all the senior secretaries I met in the past have done. ”

When Camelot said this, his face was full of sincerity, and the annoyance on Humphra's face slowly disappeared. "Well, thank you for your bothering to choose this time when everyone may be killed at any time to persuade me..."

"Neither you nor I will die, sir." Colorette looked left and right and whispered. "We all know that, that's why we're so calm, aren't we?"

This bastard, let me guess the riddle?

Humphrey sensed that the situation was a little passive, and stopped answering. Turning around, he also wrote on the paper.