"If you don't sign, thousands of people will still sign." Chaoyan said: "The turmoil of a world does not depend on one person's will, unless you are as powerful as a god and can easily involve everyone.

People's destiny prevents them from being confused by the turmoil of the times. Otherwise, you can't change it. Even if you don't sign this contract today, the fifty-eight political systems have already understood what they should do."

Her voice was cold and her words were clear.

"You know what to do, right?"

"After the White Sand Paradise in the Sixth World, tens of millions of mentally ill patients appeared in the Lord God's World. They also did not receive good help. At that time, there were also people you couldn't see who made choices for them."

Su Ming'an suddenly moved and looked at Chao Yan.

...She even knows this.

Su Mingan looked at his pen. His hand once held the lives of hundreds of millions of people. Now, signing a name can also affect the fate of others.

Chaoyan held his hand, the pen tip touched the tablet, and Su Mingan released his fingers.

"Click".

The electronic pen fell to the ground, leaving a dark mark on the screen.

Su Mingan turned around and strode away.

Since the situation would not change whether he signed or not, he chose to follow his own heart and not sign.

…

"First Dream Patroller, welcome to join the City Guardian Department. There will be a meeting later. I hope you can enjoy it." Shangqing said: "Tonight, the first tower will be opened. Facing unknown things, mankind will

There will always be fears, and I hope your arrival can calm their fears."

Shadow nodded.

He opened the door and saw a huge venue. Tens of thousands of people were sitting in the seats. The moment Ying entered the door, an overwhelming wave of applause sounded at this moment, warmly welcoming the first Dream Patroller.

s arrival.

The light shone on Ying's body, and he squinted his eyes, listening to the roar of the mountain and the tsunami, as if he was in the extreme fanaticism of the crowd.

"The No. 1 Dream Patroller! The No. 1 Dream Patroller!"

"I like you! I like you! No. 1 Dream Patroller! Marry me!"

"Look at me! Look at me! Look at me!"

People kept chanting, as if the louder voice was satisfying.

Ying pursed her lips, walked up to the high platform, raised her hand, and lowered it slightly.

For a moment, the whole place was silent.

The film looks directly into the camera.

As early as the moment he appeared on behalf of his true body, Ying was prepared to stand in the spotlight - this was a whole world. But the moment when the scene actually came, he felt a little emotional.

Although there are tens of thousands of people sitting in the venue, which seems like a small number, when you look at it, it is densely packed, not to mention the billions of people behind the live broadcast.

Ying turned his head and whispered to Shangqing: "What do I want to say?"

Shangqing was slightly startled, then said:

"Considering that you are going to participate in the first tower tonight, we will not waste much time on you. However, the military and the coalition government are somewhat dissatisfied with your joining the Urban Guardian Department, and there are many independent political bodies who want to grab people. You

Maybe you can give a response."

"Of course, remaining silent is also a response. You can also ignore the topic and say something else."

Ying nodded, indicating that he understood.

He turned around, looked at the excited people, and said with a smile: "Hello, everyone."

In an instant, the violent cheers seemed to lift off the ceiling. Wave after wave of cheers came from the eaves outside. People held up the light signs in their hands, and some even held up tablets, scrolling the emoticons of the first dream patroller.

.

Just as Ying was about to speak, he suddenly heard the order from Su Ming'an. He said with a smile: "It's my first time to meet you in public. I want to ask you a question."

"Say it!" The reporter in the front row held up the microphone and the camera clicked.

"We will try our best to answer!" The envoys sitting behind the red silk table were eagerly waiting.

"..." Players including Lu Meng, Higurashi and others were also sitting on the seats, watching the "number one player".

Shadow pressed his hand, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

He spoke into the microphone quietly:

"——Can I know something about the 'Ark Project' and Mizushima Kawakora?"
Chapter completed!