Su Mu rubbed his eyes drowsily, and then remembered that he locked the door when he went to bed in the morning.
Isn't it so sleepy that you can't even hear the knock on the door outside?
"Fat Master, is that you?"
The fat man responded with two grunts like a chicken thief.
The meaning is obvious.
It’s me, what about you?
The fat man's opinion of Su Mu is not too big at all.
What Su Mu promised him was never fulfilled.
Forget it, he actually found his true body again.
Fatty was split from Ye Zu's consciousness and created a new independent consciousness. He was equivalent to being Ye Zu's son, and he was born to be suppressed by Ye Zu.
It means that Su Mu doesn't have to do anything he promised.
Ye Zu would not agree to taking control of Su Mu's body.
After having an in-depth exchange with Japanese Lao Shi, Ye Zu was able to castrate him.
Conscious castration is even more severe.
It's strange that the fat man is happy.
In fact, when Ye Zu split his consciousness, what Fatty inherited was more of the bad side of Ye Zu's own personality.
Of course, Ye Zu did not allow this to happen, which ruined his reputation.
The fat man did not dare to resist Ye Zu, so naturally he had no choice but to take revenge on Su Mu.
You can't act like a monster at a critical moment, but the fat man is very good at pulling off such harmless pranks.
After Su Mu, there will be more to play.
Seeing Su Mu's confused look, the handsome tiger almost collapsed.
"Boy, are you... okay?"
What day is today? How could Hushuai not understand?
With his character and his nerves stretched to the limit, how could Su Mu still sleep soundly?
This kid's heart is a bit too big, right?
Su Mu rubbed his eyes, yawned, and said seriously:
"Old Han, calm down, you are also commanding a heavily armored army."
The two team leaders who followed Han Feihu like door gods almost lost their eyes.
Who in this world dares to talk to their boss like this?
Every time Mr. Hu sees the boss, he always praises him.
However, Han Feihu knew Su Mu's identity and threw a few pieces of paper angrily:
"I'll give you ten minutes."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
Su Mu rubbed his eyes and picked up a few pieces of paper sleepily, a look of solemnity flashed between his brows.
It is information from people from Japan Fuso.
Needless to say, the specifications for the battle between the two sides must have been negotiated in advance.
Mr. Hu is secretly in charge, Jiang Wangshu is in charge of specific affairs, and Hu Shuai is in charge of security issues.
As for Japan, it is impossible for the Prime Minister to come.
Because this position is the de facto head of state.
Mr. Hu's target should be the Minister of Defense.
This is also stated in the data.
But the actual leader of the other team is a guy named Fujiwara.
Su Mu looked at the word "Fujiwara" and couldn't help but shook his head.
Fujiwara is a surname, not a given name, so it can only explain one thing.
The other party, this is a pseudonym.
Who would use a pseudonym?
In Japan, the Fujiwara clan is a real noble surname, abbreviated as the Fuji surname. It existed as early as the Asuka period.
The Asuka Age is equivalent to the Sui Dynasty in China.
Having the surname Fujiwara is a matter of pride.
But the other party is not named and can only explain one thing.
The surname Fujiwara is not worthy of his status.
So, in Japan Fuso, who else can be superior to the real ancient nobles such as the Genji, Taira, and Fujiwara families?
There is only one answer.
royal.
Therefore, this guy named Fujiwara is a prince of the royal family.
It just so happened that this identity matched Jiang Wangshu's.
The royal family sent this prince to lead the team, explaining that this prince would be the emperor's heir in the future.
Su Mu actually had no interest in anything in the information, but the information Han Feihu gave him revealed other things.
The Minister of Defense was in charge, and Fujiwara was the leader. The Taira clan and the Genji clan each sent their most important people besides their family heads to attend, and then they were the successors of the four major Japanese conglomerates.
The list information provides a detailed introduction to each of the above, as well as their status and power in the family, as well as an analysis of the heights they may reach in the future.
There is another sentence at the end, which only notes the number of attendants, but does not mention the players who will compete.
Su Mu's focus is on his attachés.
Among the entourage, there must be the sons of gods from the three major clans, as well as important members of the Skull and Bones Society, as well as masters who went to war.
Obviously, it is impossible for Japan Fuso to elevate this battle over national destiny to a level beyond the national level.
These attendants, even if they intervene in the battle, can only do so secretly.
The names listed on this list are not just a few names.
This is the result of years, even ten years of hard work by China's highest-level intelligence agencies.
After Su Mu read it, he crumpled the information into a ball and squeezed it gently in his palm.
The paper ball turned into dust instantly and he threw it into the trash can.
noble?
Su Mu simply scorned the Japanese Fusang nobles.
Not everyone is qualified to be called a noble.
Whether in the East or the West.
In Su Mu's eyes, a civilization that has lasted for less than a thousand years and has never dominated the world is not worthy of producing aristocrats.
What is China?
Because of its great etiquette, it is called Xia.
There is the beauty of wearing a seal, which is called splendor.
Yes, Su Mu is a complete nationalist.
Are you kidding me?
While the Chinese aristocrats in Qingluo Yushan were playing with the Nine-Turned Drinking Cup, the Western aristocrats were sleeping with their sows in their arms in the pigsty.
During the Warring States Period of China, when Bai Qi killed 400,000 people, the Warring States Period of Japan Fusang was just child's play, okay?
The scale of their war between princes did not even exceed 500 people.
How dare you call it a national war when just a few hundred people are fighting with weapons?
The so-called leader of the country is just a mayor.
Build a big courtyard and build a circle of earth walls to form a city.
I'll give you thirty men, go and take that city from me.
Su Mu is a man of culture, and his research on the history of Japanese fusang is unusually profound.
If there were not three major tribes behind it, how could the humiliation of country subjugation and genocide more than a hundred years ago have happened?
After taking a shower, Su Mu deliberately took out a set of customized clothes from the storage box and changed into them.
Hanfu.
As soon as Su Mu put on the black Hanfu, he looked in the mirror for a long time and felt very satisfied.
The only thing I'm not satisfied with is that my hair is short.
When will I be able to have smooth and flowing black hair like that guy Feng Heguang?
Without hair, all pretense is compromised.
Fortunately, his Hanfu has also been improved, making him look very energetic.
When Han Feihu opened the door and went out, he was stunned for a moment when he saw him like this.
"You kid, you were born to be a pretty boy. It's a pity that my daughter is too young. Otherwise, I would have to accept you as my son-in-law."
Hu Shuai's words made Su Mu's legs weak in fright:
"Old Han, don't make trouble."
If looks could kill, the looks from the Guards Commander and Sharp Knife Commander would have turned Su Mu into a scum long ago.