Mizushima Kawakawa, a Fuso girl, carries a knife with her. Even though the waiter persuaded her, she did not put it back into her backpack. Her back was straight, and when the first player sat down next to her, her whole body seemed to be suddenly tense.

generally.

And Engels, the crazy priest who threatened to make the first player understand good and evil, also narrowed his eyes the moment he saw the person sitting down. Those thin eyes were as dangerous as a snake. He hid the danger in a green pupil.

After that, he seemed to say hello to the first player softly.

It was like a world under the spotlight. When everyone moved their eyes, they would involuntarily stop at the first player's place, as if they were very concerned about his thoughts.

Marjorie originally thought he wouldn't come, but since he came, there must be something he wanted to tell.

She had also learned about his lighthouse theory, and partly agreed with it, but partly could not agree with it.

If the first player wanted to persuade them like the NPCs in the strategy game at such a meeting, she might be able to see the depth of his thoughts and see a fierce collision of ideas.

And just when Marjorie was looking forward to it, someone stood up first.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a scarlet scabbard on his waist. The scabbard had no sword and was like an ornament, but it also expressed his respect for the sword.

He was wearing a dark robe, which seemed to be the costume from the Dragon Kingdom. It was embroidered with a group of pythons with white thread. The embroidery work was very exquisite. Driven by his movements, the sleeves moved slightly, making it look like they were alive.

The python is dancing in the dark night.

"Let me start this." The middle-aged man bowed, which seemed to be the etiquette in the Dragon Kingdom.

"Please." Wilson nodded and extended his hand to signal.

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and looked around the seventy-six participants sitting at the round table like an emperor.

"I am Xiaoyaozi, an ancient warrior from the Dragon Kingdom."

He cupped his hands, his voice was thick and majestic, and the words he translated at the same time also had a flavor of the classical Chinese of the Dragon Kingdom.

"——I am a rotten man who is about to die. I have nothing but the sword in my heart."

"Seeing that my life is approaching, but there is no hope of breakthrough in swordsmanship, I can only end this life and turn into a blue lamp."

"Fortunately, the world game has come, and the organizer has given me the opportunity to grant me magical powers to help me rejuvenate and rejuvenate myself, and my beauty has faded away."

"I am no longer a hopeless person, and my vision is no longer limited to a piece of soil,"

"Even after observing the things in other worlds, I gained some enlightenment and succeeded in making a breakthrough in the swordsmanship that had been bothering me for many years."

"I will not let any emotions control me. My body and soul can only be controlled by myself. From now on, the Sword Sect will have a sword master with seven emotions and six desires."

"If I can catch a glimpse of the sky, I will encounter a great opportunity!"

When Xiaoyaozi said this, his voice suddenly became passionate:

"Therefore, I think,

World Game - This is Opportunity!

Opportunities for mankind, opportunities for Jianmen.

It helps us break through the barriers, and seeks for others, so that human civilization and my swordsmanship can become more advanced!

Shaohua's white head lasts only a moment. The way of heaven is always there, reciprocating.

What do we have to fear in the battle between great avenues?"

When Xiaoyaozi said this, he seemed to want to continue his passion, and there was a harsh "beep--" sound coming from the side. It was someone who clicked the red button on the table.

This is a feature of this meeting. If someone wants to join other people's discussion during the topic, they can press the button to argue with them.

However, each person only has three chances, and it cannot turn into a situation of leverage and mutual defeat. The joint team is afraid that this group of players with different colors and irresistible tempers will fight at the conference table, and Wilson still needs to adjust in the middle.

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The one who stood up was a player with slightly dark skin and a flaxen turban on his head. He looked at Xiaoyaozi and seemed to be in a very unfair mood.

He is the fifty-fourth player Gadi on the ranking list. Unlike other players who have some mental problems, he seems like a normal person among a group of people, and his actions are more in line with the logic of the peaceful people of Zhai Star.

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"No, this is a war! This is a war launched by alien colonists against humans! They want to completely dominate us physically and mentally, and make us become their tools to colonize other worlds!" Gadi looked resentful.

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Xiaoyaozi frowned: "Pursuing the road cannot be smooth sailing. The organizer has given us such an opportunity, so why should we be so confrontational?"

"drop--"

Another sound rang out, and another white-skinned and yellow-haired suit player joined the discussion.

"Senior Xiaoyaozi is right. Now is the best time to show our style. Everyone is acting towards the same goal, developing together, and sharing destiny. This is our best era! We are the

world!" he said, spreading his hands.

"drop--"

A beautiful girl with blonde hair and a graceful waist stood up:

"Are you kidding? Do you think those aliens will be so kind as to give you a chance to evolve so that you can be a good person and promote the progress of human civilization and make a loss-making business?"

"drop--"

"Wilder, I have to say, if you don't step out of your comfort zone, you will never make progress!" A man with a big back frowned and stood.

"drop--"

"It's not like now, where we were suddenly pushed out into the ice and snow without even having time to put on our clothes. We would just freeze to death!" the long-haired man in a robe retorted.

"There is no free lunch in the world. My dear, we have signed a contract with aliens to sell ourselves. We can't escape. We can't escape! Only by doing what they say will we have a way out!"

"drop--"

"But this is amazing, isn't it? Destiny is truly in the hands of each of us." The elite man pushed up his glasses.

"drop--"

"I long for freedom, but if people are destined to dance in shackles, I would rather choose a brighter place to stay."

"drop--"

"Wait, wait, don't worry, everyone, I have already published a chapter on body training. As long as you practice for a long time, soothe your spirit, and mobilize your breath, you can create a yin and yang and move towards the unity of heaven and man..."

"drop--"

"drop--"

"drop--"

During the quarrel, Marjorie tilted her head.

She saw that the first player, who was sitting upright, was smiling at the scene where everyone was blushing.
Chapter completed!