"Su Ming'an?" The man seemed to be a little interested: "That's really exciting, tell me."

"He is..." The bald man polished his words in his mouth, and then his tone was a little incredulous: "He is really... an ordinary Dragon Kingdom student."

"Are you sure?" The man over there laughed directly, neither cold nor hot, nor did he seem to be mocking. He tapped his slender fingers, and the ash slowly fell down like stardust.

"That's true. His father was a brave special police officer who died saving lives when he was ten years old. His mother was a slightly famous pianist, but her background was very ordinary, and she seemed

He has not been selected into the World Game... He does not have many relatives, but they all have ordinary people's backgrounds, and none of them can have a high status in politics or business..."

"But all the analysis data of psychological experts and the psychological profile of his live broadcast screen recordings are telling me." The man interrupted him directly: "Your conclusion is wrong."

"Minister Dion, I..."

"How can an ordinary student be so favored by the organizer if he can achieve the status of [a person in power]?" The man smiled, tapping the back of the chair with his strong fingers, and the silent conference room echoed with a repeated "tap-tat" sound.

"What?"

The bald man raised his head. He didn't know what this [person in power] meant.

"I have invited him several times as a joint group, but he still refuses to accept the invitation." The man did not answer him, but slowly smoked the cigarette in his hand:

"...Everyone, including himself, tells me that he is not ordinary. You should not be this exception either."

The bald man lowered his head and said nothing, only cursing this arrogant Italian guy in his heart.

"What's going on with the forum lately?" the man asked again.

"The strategy posts are all very popular. Although there are restrictions on earning points as a non-player, the daily income from your very prescient posts is enough to maintain the basic operation of the joint group... After all, those who have joined in

It’s still Zhai Xingshang’s original thinking. We only need some empty promises after our return and a few meager points, and they will be satisfied.”

"good."

The man smiled: "Well done."

"It's just, Minister, there are some things I don't quite understand yet." The bald man said: "Obviously we don't need to form such an organization at all. Now it seems that the expenses of the United Group are far greater than the income..."

Many people are like him and have such doubts.

It's obviously one billion out of seven billion, everything has been disrupted and rearranged, and many of my former colleagues can't be contacted, but someone can pull up a large organization covering every server in the entire Lord God Space so quickly, and even get points

, to do things that most people think are meaningless, such as peacekeeping forces, free strategy posts that benefit low-end players... it's simply not worth the gain.

But the man in front of him did just that, and his foresight of the future... far exceeded his knowledge.

"Rob, you have to understand that there is never a shortage of smart people in this world." Dion looked at him, one hand paralyzed on the armrest of the chair, his whole body was crooked, but his tone was very serious:

"Some things that some people can think of, you can't understand. Some things that some people think are worthwhile, you don't think are worth it... This is the difference between you and smart people."

The bald man's face turned red after hearing these ironic words, as if he was very embarrassed, but he dared not speak out in anger.

"By the way." Dion suddenly raised his head: "Did he read the information given to Edward?"

"His Highness has read it." The bald man said: "Every time before the world begins, he will read all the information you gave - but this time, Miss Mizushimagawa doesn't seem to have read it."

"She thought that her wings were strong and she could fly solo with the old immortals from Gu Wu." Dion smiled, his blue eyes like the sky in the distance: "Forget it, since she is confident that she can succeed, let her do it.

Go ahead - you can go out."

The soot fell slowly like snow, and he suddenly blew out a puff of white air, which hit the bald man's face, completely covering up the trace of shame.

The bald man was silent, folded the folder in his hand, turned around and walked out.

After the door was closed, Dion lowered his head and took out a stack of paper information from his desk.

[Fifth World Strategy Analysis]

The dark text is particularly obvious on the white paper.

He opened the paper.

There are some unclear descriptions on the paper, such as [the legendary prophet is not trustworthy], [not limited to the local area] and other extremely vague descriptions. They are not as in place as ordinary guide posts. Even the comments on the forum about the

The previous summaries of the world are not as good as this.

But when I turned to the last page, there was a date written on the paper:

[Recording time: October 31st]

Dion looked through what he had written, and after confirming that there were no big mistakes, he picked up the pen, took out a new stack of white paper, and started to write new words——

[Sixth World Strategy Analysis——]

Behind him, there was a pile of paper stacked at a high height.

At the top, a piece of yellowish paper is exposed, with extremely clear words on it, and a title that has been specially marked--

[A brief analysis of how players can save themselves]

…

Although there is no distinction between day and night, the sky is always darker at night.

The army was very close to the main army station. After night fell, everyone approached a dilapidated village, set up tents and fires, and rested outside.

After Shanshuang arranged all this, he walked out of the army.

She was in a bad mood tonight.

She was walking on an uneven dirt road, with brick houses with tightly closed doors on both sides. Occasionally there was the sound of crawling animals, some kind of nocturnal animals.

During the polar night, everything was silent. With her good eyesight, she crossed several uneven slopes on the ground and walked all the way to the grassy slope in the west.

From sitting here, she could see the panoramic view of the village, the dim skylight, and the lonely smoke. She could get a glimpse of the various aspects of the world.

She was walking at night and just about to sit down, she saw a dark figure next to her.

It was silent, as if it was already here.

She was startled, but quickly calmed down. She waved the halo in her hand and shined it forward.

The young man sitting hugging his knees turned to look at her.

A dim halo of light flowed in his eyes, like a piece of clear light that gradually became stagnant.

"Why are you here? Where are the escorts?" Shan Shuang was stunned.

She found that this holy master really stayed up all night and ran around. If she hadn't happened to like to sit in high places, she would have never known that this man was no longer in his tent.

"It's too cold and I can't sleep," Su Mingan said.

Shanshuang stretched out her hand, wanting to hold his hand and transfer energy, but he avoided it.

"It's a drop in the bucket." He said, "Why don't you talk to me and distract your attention."

Single and even pairs keep their heads down.

She didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, two people who couldn't sleep met by chance.

She should probably say something, but she couldn't at the moment.

Suddenly, Su Mingan spoke first.

"I want to know." He tilted his head: "What do the revolutionary army think of me?"

"You are great." Shanshuang said, "It's just that the leader of the puppet army has been deceiving you and letting you research the results for the sake of the puppet army."

"I'm just a somewhat accomplished scholar."

"It's much more than that," she said. "You're not just studying a thing - you're leading a revolution."

She put down the black knife and sat on the grass with him, looking at the piles of burning bonfires below.

"I have long realized the difficulty of living - people's talents determine almost everything. Status is inherited by blood, and talents are greatly affected by blood. A person's birth almost determines the path of his life. Learning other skills

The method of improving bloodline has not yet been developed, and this has become the most serious and sharp contradiction. People hate it, but there is nothing they can do about it." She said with a heavy look in her eyes:

"But now, someone has proposed a set of ability systems for improving talent. This is equivalent to completely overthrowing the world's most basic order and can change everyone's established destiny..."

She looked at him with extremely sincere eyes:

"That's why we don't want you to die at the hands of the puppet troops.

If we are a revolutionary army and a revolution between camps - you are leading the revolution of the entire world."

Su Mingan exhaled a breath.

The air is cool.

He felt as if something was stuck to his eyelashes, and when he looked around, he saw a little white dots that looked like stardust.

——It turns out that it also snows here.

"Is there no other way?" He asked: "How can there be such a situation where the fate of the entire world is tied to one person's hands? If that person fails, then everyone will be meaningless.

"

"There are other ways." Shan Shuang said softly: "For example, completely solving the source of the crisis..."

As she spoke, she suddenly noticed something and stood up quickly.

The black knife swayed in her hand, and there was a sharp light. Her figure moved and disappeared from the place, and the roars of beasts were heard in the distance.

Along the way, some blind monsters often come to attack them. They are extremely ferocious and fearless of death. Even if they are killed one after another, there will always be a steady stream of new monsters attacking them suicidally.
To be continued...