Pan Yue felt that not long after she closed her eyes, she was woken up by Hu Lei's shouting outside the door.
He shook his head tiredly and rubbed his hair that had not been taken care of for a long time. He felt completely groggy. He no longer remembered how long he had tossed and turned after returning to the room. He only knew that he had been tossing and turning until the stars came from the sky.
I barely fell asleep until it dissipated.
"Ah...here he comes, wait a moment..."
"Hurry up, General Fang Yang wanted you to sleep a little longer, but I didn't expect the Peace Dove people to arrive early."
"oh......"
Pan Yue lazily dressed, opened the door and followed Hu Lei out of the room.
"By the way, the general asked me to tell you that you don't have to worry about anything for a while and you can do whatever you want."
"good......"
Hu Lei dragged Pan Yue through the corridor and stopped in front of a huge metal arch with "Conference Room" written on it.
"Ahem, here we are, please pay attention to your appearance."
Hu Lei adjusted his clothes nervously. Seeing Pan Yue standing there and almost closing his eyes, he hurriedly held his shoulder and shook it vigorously.
"I know, I know......"
Seeing his listless appearance, Hu Lei could only sigh and push open the door of the conference room.
There was a long table in the conference room, and the seats on both sides were filled with more than a dozen people. Fang Yang and Zhao Quxie were sitting next to the chief executive on one side, and the rest of the people sitting on this side were also sitting there.
Wearing a light blue robe.
Although the people on the other side were all wearing crisp suits, their colors and styles were different, so I guess they were the people of the Peace Dove.
Originally there was a man in a suit in his twenties standing in front of the table holding a manuscript and saying something, but the moment Pan Yue stepped into the conference room, everyone in the room stopped and stared at him.
A few seconds later, except for a few people who were familiar with Pan Yue, everyone in the room frowned and whispered - no one thought that the savior that all mankind had placed hope on for twenty-seven years was actually a mentally depressed person.
A boy who can barely open his eyes.
It was the first time that Pan Yue received so many people's attention, and he was a little at a loss. Just when he was panicking, he suddenly saw a familiar figure next to the chief peace pigeon.
The explorer wore an old-fashioned suit that was very inconsistent with his personality. The size of the suit was much larger than his body, and it looked a bit funny when it was worn on him.
He grinned and kept waving to Pan Yue. Pan Yue's tense nerves suddenly relaxed a lot, and she squeezed out a smile and nodded to him.
The middle-aged man next to the explorer coughed lightly, and he immediately stuck out his tongue and turned around to sit upright. The man's facial features were almost exactly the same as the explorer's, except that his smart eyes had a little more charisma. This man was the explorer's father.
, Xu Zhenguang, president of Peace Dove.
Pan Yue then moved his gaze to Fang Yang, whose soft and firm eyes gradually calmed him down.
"Pan Yue, sit down. Xiao Hu, you can stay too."
Pan Yue looked in the direction where Fang Yang stretched out his hand to indicate. There was a soft sofa in the corner of the conference room, which seemed to have been specially prepared to allow him to rest more comfortably.
His heart warmed, and he and Hu Lei walked to the corner and sat down under the gaze of everyone.
"Everyone, I don't need to introduce this young man too much, right? Mr.
The man in suit standing in front of the table nodded, glanced down at the manuscript, and then continued his tirade.
This person called "Mr.
Tell everyone present that you can do anything for your own benefit.
He talked endlessly about various things that Pan Yue was not interested in, most of which emphasized one thing: forming an alliance with the Peace Dove can obtain a large amount of material resources.
In this world, currency has no meaning. After all, everyone does not know whether they will be killed by the sudden appearance of the White Walkers in the next second. There is no need to worry about food and clothing. Materials and magic weapons have become the only hard currency.
It is precisely because it has monopolized a large amount of materials from the early days that the Peace Dove can compete with the Human Resistance Army and the Children of Light, two organizations that master magic.
"Those cult members can sell their souls for power, and those members of our Peace Dove, whom you call the surrender faction, although they also believe in the god far away from the world, are all kind and devout believers...
..”
Pan Yue couldn't stand the nonsense anymore and couldn't help but lean on the sofa and yawn.
"Mr. Pan, what do you think?"
Mr.
Pan Yue didn't have a good impression of the Son of Light at first, but everyone's gazes along with Mr.
"Mr. Pan, you are so rude."
As Mr.
The unseen monster in the city.
Pan Yue's eyes widened suddenly, and she saw Mr.
The murmurs in his mind echoed again, far more intense than any time before. Pan Yue felt like he was being pulled hard like a rubber band, and every inch of muscle on his body was torn apart, causing burning.
feel.
Pan Yue's body was shaking and sweating uncontrollably. If it weren't for the iron ruler in his pocket that continuously provided him with support, he might have collapsed on the spot.
At this moment, Pan Yue felt countless weak energy fluctuations coming towards here.
It’s over, I really can’t hold it anymore.
Just when Pan Yue was about to give up his struggle and fall into madness, he discovered that the target of those energy fluctuations did not seem to be himself, but the powerful force in the void.
Although they were like ants in front of that force, the waves of attacks actually alleviated the original sense of oppression a lot.
Pan Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that Hu Lei seemed to be as still as a sculpture beside him, and the same was true when he looked at other people in the conference room.
That thing...can even freeze time?
Just when Pan Yue was surprised, a transparent bubble suddenly appeared in front of him, followed by Hua Tianming's pale and thin face.
Hua Tianming grabbed Mr.
"If you dare to do this to the Holy Son again, I will definitely turn you to ashes before it appears."
"knew."
Mr.
ghost.
It seems that Hua Tianming saved himself just now by controlling the ghost.
Hua Tianming waved his hand, and the corpse on the ground disappeared into the air together with the mucus. The next second, Pan Yue felt Hu Lei's breathing.
"I c!"
"Hua Tianming!"
"Cultist! Here comes the cultist!"
Time resumed its passage, and everyone was shocked when they saw Hua Tianming appearing out of thin air.
Hua Tianming dragged Mr.
"President Xu, give me a material coupon worth 1,000 pieces of iron, and then take your people and get out."
Xu Zhenguang glanced at Hua Tianming reluctantly, but under the cold eyes of the other party, he took out the material coupon and signed his name.
Mr. x struggled to stand up and spat at Hua Tianming.
"Bah, heretic. The power I asked from the Lord is just for you..."
Boom!
Before he could finish his words, Hua Tianming pressed his head heavily on the table.
"Are you jealous? You losers of the capitulation faction are useless and can only summon the Lord's followers to support you."
"We believe in the great Lord from the bottom of our hearts without asking for anything in return..."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Mr.
"It's ridiculous. Whether it's the Son of Light or the Dove of Peace, the Lord doesn't care at all."
After Hua Tianming finished speaking, he ignored him and reached out to take the material coupon, inspected it carefully and waved his hand.
"get out."
Xu Zhenguang was so frightened that he forgot about discussing cooperation with the Resistance Army. After hearing this, he hurriedly greeted Fang Yang and pulled the explorer out of the conference room. The other members hurriedly saw this.
I helped Mr.
"Quixie, you can take everyone back to rest. Pan Yue, Xiao Hu, you can stay a little longer."
Everyone in the resistance army also left the conference room at Fang Yang's order. Only Fang Yang, Pan Yue, Hu Lei and Hua Tianming were left in the room.
"Waste...uh..."
Hua Tianming's originally sarcastic expression suddenly turned painful, and he spit out a large mouthful of black blood. This chapter has been completed!