Xu Xiulian held a stainless steel lunch box and tiptoed to find an empty seat.
Deng Dongmei, a colleague in the workshop, waved to her, "Sister Xiulian, this way!"
Xu Xiulian walked over, and several colleagues moved their buttocks and squeezed out a seat.
Deng Dongmei looked at the two vegetarian dishes in her lunch box and asked doubtfully, "Sister Xiulian, there are no meat dishes?"
Xu Xiulian smiled and said, "It's too hot, so I want to eat something light."
Deng Dongmei said, "If you work twelve hours a day and don't eat some meat, how can you get any energy?"
Next to him, Lao Zhang interjected, "Sister Xiulian, why did you come back to work on the assembly line when you were not waiting in the office?"
Her son saved Yangcheng. The textile factory did not dare to let this heroic mother stay in the workshop anymore, so they transferred her to an office.
You just punch in when you go to and from get off work every day, and you don't have to do any work to get a high subsidy.
But Xu Xiulian stayed in the office for less than half a month and applied to be transferred back to the workshop.
Xu Xiulian smiled lightly and said, "I don't have much education and I'm not used to sitting in an office. I'm still suitable for work in the workshop."
Colleagues, you talk to me one by one.
During the last beast wave, Yangcheng was almost destroyed, but Li Xiang, who made the first contribution, became what Yangcheng parents called "someone else's child."
When Li Xiang was mentioned this time, there was another burst of praise.
As he was talking, the TV picture on the wall suddenly changed.
"Temporarily insert a piece of news."
"Today, Li Xiang, the lord of Chicheng City, led an army into the Demon Realm, attacked thousands of miles, captured Ganmo and Wushi Mountains, recaptured Mingguang City, and killed four Demon Emperors."
"This is the biggest victory our Kyushu Kingdom has achieved in the past ten years against the invasion of monsters."
"In order to welcome City Lord Li's triumphant return, the Temple of War and the Pavilion Elders' Association held a celebration banquet."
"Please read the central reporter's report from Kyoto City."
Screen switching.
The famous beautiful reporter appeared in front of the TV, "Hello, viewers, I am CCTV reporter Wang Bing..."
"Kill four demon kings?"
"I remember the Demon King is the fourth level, right? A third-level demon king almost wiped out our Yangcheng before."
"The fourth-level Demon King was actually destroyed, too, and there were still four of them."
There was a commotion in the cafeteria.
Deng Dongmei and the others don't know how strong the fourth-level demon king is, but since they are all on the central TV station, it must be a big victory.
After a while, the factory director came to the cafeteria and announced loudly: "We won the battle on the front line. It is worth celebrating. This afternoon, the whole factory is on holiday!"
The workers cheered.
The factory director added: "Also, there is wine in the freezer. Let's open it up and drink. I'll invite you!"
The workers cheered again.
Deng Dongmei went to bring back a few bottles of beer and gave one to each of her colleagues sitting here.
He took a sip of ice-cold beer carelessly and said, "Then Li Xiang has the same name as your son, Sister Xiulian."
Lao Zhang suddenly said, "What if it's really Xiao Li?"
Deng Dongmei spat, "Old Zhang, what's wrong with your brain? Li Xiang has only been with the Zhenbei Army for more than a month. He is probably still in the recruit training camp."
Lao Zhang smiled coquettishly and took a sip of wine to hide his embarrassment, "That's right."
Everyone changed the topic and finally took half a day off, and they were all discussing where to go in the afternoon.
Deng Dongmei was chatting while watching TV, and sighed: "It's a state banquet. If I can go there and have a meal, it will be worth it in my life."
Lao Zhang smiled and said, "Just you? Forget it, even our city lords may not be qualified to sit on that chair."
Just as he was talking, the TV screen was transferred to the main table.
Deng Dongmei's eyes widened and she was so excited that she couldn't speak. She just slapped Xu Xiulian on the shoulder and pointed at the TV with her chopsticks, "Well, look, look..."
"What's wrong?" Xu Xiulian was confused, turned to look at the TV, and was stunned.
In the splendid hall.
At the main table in the center, a young man sat with more than a dozen of the top leaders of the Kyushu Kingdom.
When the young man picked up his chopsticks and moved to the side dish of Dongpo pork, an old man who often appeared on TV enthusiastically helped turn the table.
The beautiful reporter introduced in a low voice: "This is City Lord Li of Chicheng. City Lord Li comes from Yangcheng, Tongzhou Prefecture. He graduated two months ago. It only took one day to jump from the first level to the second level. It is worth mentioning that City Lord Li
The object of my first return to my ancestors was Zhang Sanfeng..."
Xu Xiulian's head buzzed and her chopsticks fell on the table.
The noisy cafeteria suddenly became quiet.
…
Li Xiang didn't like this kind of occasion.
Even the big guys around him were sitting upright.
He wanted to be more casual, but beeps would sound from time to time in the miniature earphones.
Wait until the camera finally moves away from him.
Li Xiang thought, and the miniature earphones immediately turned into powder.
Sun Yuanpei, who was sitting next to him, slumped his shoulders, picked up his chopsticks, and picked up a lion's head.
A waiter came immediately to help.
Sun Yuanpei waved his hand, "No need."
As he spoke, he poked the lion's head on the chopsticks, took a bite, and put it on a delicate plate.
"Although formalism is not necessary, it is a state banquet after all, so you still need to follow some rules." Sun Yuanpei picked up a face towel, wiped his mouth, and looked at Li Xiang.
Because Li Xiang had no contact with senior officials, the central committee specially invited old principal Sun Yuanpei to sit next to him and accompany him.
An old man next to him said, "After this live broadcast, there is no need to be so restrained. People in the Information Office and Propaganda Department know what can be broadcast and what cannot be broadcast."
Li Xiang had some impressions of this old man. His name was Du Weimin, and he was the president of Jiuzhou Engineering Academy.
Du Weimin turned the table, picked up a spoon, and served Li Xiang soup like the uncle next door, "Come on, Xiao Li, try this boiled cabbage. You can't taste this taste anywhere else."
The big guys also put down their arrogance and exchanged glasses for each other.
What surprised Li Xiang was that more than half of the ten people sitting at the same table with him were leaders of various technical departments, such as the deans of the two academies, the director of the Lingqi Development Department...
In addition, there were also several military representatives.
As for the administrative boss, there was only one person. From the beginning to the end, that person had a smile on his face, politely poured drinks for everyone, and livened up the atmosphere.
Li Xiang didn't understand the purpose of this arrangement, but he didn't care much.
He came here just for a formality.
As for Emperor Shakten, he took a sip of wine and left.
The big guys are also used to the God of War being a loner.
However, during the meal, some old faces came and toasted Li Xiang warmly.
For example, Zhao Wuji who raised dragons he had seen in Yangcheng, Immortal Changmei who had just returned from the front line, Immortal Laojun, Immortal Canglan and General Chongwu.
With an order from the God of War, thirty-six immortals were transferred to the front line to participate in the battle and stationed throughout the sixth line of defense.
Today, because of Li Xiang's surprise victory, more than a dozen immortals were invited to Kyoto City to attend a state banquet.
Drinking and mingling.
When Zao Wuji returned to his table, the two little dragons hanging from his ears secretly fell down and got into the wine glasses to play.
Zao Wuji sighed for a while, "The last time I saw him in Yangcheng, he was just a fledgling boy."
Immortal Laojun sighed, "It's only been more than a month, and it's our turn to toast him."
He looked at Immortal Canglan, "Canglan, you were also present at that time. What was the specific situation?"
Immortal Canglan thought for a while and said: "The killing of the Mountain-moving Monkey King and the Ten Thousand-Eyed Spider King was only done by two of City Lord Li's men."
He briefly described what happened that night.
At the dinner table, everyone's expressions were a little strange.
The Long-Eyebrow Immortal said: "The ability to drive fourth-level experts is probably because of his identity as Yin Tianzi, right?"
The implication is that Li Xiang's level of strength is not enough to control the two Yin gods.
However, they were summoned by Li Xiang, and they killed the Demon King, so the credit goes to Li Xiang, which is very reasonable.
Immortal Canglan knew what Immortal Changmei meant and shook his head, "At first, I thought so too, but when we arrived at Mingguang City, the White Dragon Demon King..."
At the dinner table, the immortals listened attentively.
Even the people at the surrounding tables couldn't help but get up and come over.
"Who would have thought that the White Dragon Demon King devoured the Blue Dragon Demon Queen and grew nine tails. At that time, the power displayed was no longer the fourth level..."
"The artifact Ghost Seal is suppressed..."
"Then, a huge claw broke through the sky and grabbed Guixi..."
"That's the real demon king..."
"There is only one thought in my mind, that is, it will be over now... However, in the desperate situation facing a demon king, a boundary wall appeared under the feet of City Lord Li. It was another world, gloomy and terrifying.
Even across the border, you can still feel the chill... I saw City Master Li slowly draw out a sword, do you know what kind of sword it is?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"I don't know, tell me quickly."
"Canglan, you guy, don't show off."
"Speak quickly."
Everyone listened fascinated and kept urging.
Canglan Immortal recalled the scene at that time, his eyes became a little blurred: "That is... the Emperor's Sword... it is a magic weapon..."
Dozens of people around him looked horrified.
Li Xiang pushed his wheelchair out of the hall and walked slowly along the square in front of the auditorium.
Sun Yuanpei put a somewhat worn cotton cloth on his lap, "Do you know why I want you to sit at the same table with those old guys?"
Li Xiang said nothing, just waiting for the old man to ask and answer his own questions.
Sun Yuanpei raised his head and looked into the distance, "This is a battle of races. We can't control the level 5 top combat power."
"In addition, what determines the outcome of the war is the large number of third-level and second-level mid-level combat forces."
"It goes without saying that there are magic weapons, magic weapons, and elixirs."
"We can suppress the first-order ferocious beast with the largest base with firepower like the rune cannon."
"But we can't match the numbers of the second-level and third-level demon clan, so we have retreated again and again over the years."
"But we are not sitting still and waiting for death."
"The Academy of Engineering, the Academy of Sciences, the Reiki Research Institute, and even our Kyoto University are all promoting various researches, and many results have been achieved."
"But these alone are not enough."
"It wasn't until the battle at the Bone Burial Ground that a hundred thousand Yin soldiers passed through, and we learned that you had returned to your ancestors, the Yin Emperor."
"Then, I will ask you to go to the northwest and awaken millions of soldiers of the ancient Qin Dynasty."
"Help you travel across the country to find ancient battlefield sites and emperors' tombs."
"The God of War will even use the War God's Order to help you build City God Temples in thousands of cities across the country."
"I will transfer you to Chicheng again."
"This step seems to be your initiative, but behind the scenes, it is the God of War and the Pavilion Elders who are pushing it."
The old man looked slightly stern, "Don't underestimate anyone."
Li Xiang was silent.
No one is a fool.
Because you are a fool, you have already been eaten by monsters.
The old man's expression softened, "Kiuzhou is a chess game, including you and me, even the Thirty-six Immortals, the eight war gods of the country, all of us are chess pieces."
"This game with the demon clan is a dead game, but all of us want to survive this dead game."
The old man turned around, looked at Li Xiang's young face, and asked, "Do you want to see the chess piece of Kyoto University?"
