"The game is over."
Looking at the scene in front of him that was instantly closed, a middle-aged man sitting on the top floor of the Central Building in Cerulean City said in a low voice, and then in the echo of countless Tsing Yi subordinates starting to contact the outside world, he turned to
He looked at the old man next to him: "How?"
"Although he is still trying to avoid his identity, there are actually many details that have been exposed." The old man replied in a low voice: "For example, Baili Duyou used self-destruction to achieve the last soul harvest...
Although he had been blown into pieces, if no extraordinary measures were used, there was absolutely no reason why he would have survived."
"It seems... everything before the whispers was all an act." Another man sitting in the corner of the large conference table said in a frivolous voice: "In order to protect her old lover, the daughter of our Lou family also
It’s considered that I tried my best.”
"It doesn't matter, as long as there is other evidence to prove it." The old man who answered before let out a few chuckles: "People in the league should also be watching this game. They will notice the same position.
The obvious thing is...the last throw of the weapon that the person made."
"Throwing the black dagger on the opponent's head - maybe some top professional players can do this under such conditions, but to control a broken body to do this... I'm afraid it's...
It's not something that normal people can do." His voice became deeper again: "Even if you can endure such severe pain, it is extremely difficult to accomplish this with your arm damaged. That Mo Shang
Qingshan...mostly used other things that transcended the shackles of the game to break through the normal biological nervous system."
"That is to say...he is Duan Tianfeng."
Then the voice of another attendee appeared from the other corner of the large conference table: "Is this why you called us all together?"
"Yes, I want everyone to witness the emergence of this problem." The middle-aged man sitting in the center replied in a low voice: "Now... who has any questions?"
"That man is actually back." Another attendee straightened his gown: "We must... get rid of him."
"agree."
"agree."
"I agree."
"Whether it's him or not, we have no way out, so...I agree."
"……very good."
Nodding around the conference table, the middle-aged man sitting in the center made the final decision: "Since everyone agrees, then..."
"I have a proposal here. I believe everyone can pass it, right?"
He stretched out his hand and displayed a light panel that suddenly appeared in front of him in the middle of the dark conference room. Then, while others were pointing and talking, he waved behind him: "Go and notify people from other families.
Well, including the Lou family and the Chu family, let’s just say... we have some things that require their cooperation."
"Yes, my lord."
"besides……"
He called back the subordinate in black who was about to leave just now. The middle-aged man combing his back pondered for a while, and then in the atmosphere of the meeting that gradually became quiet, he waved him down again: "Forget it.
, tell Sansheng Fish Pond something for now..."
"We appreciate their assistance - that's it."
"Okay, sir, but..."
"It's okay, I know."
Seemingly understanding what the other party wanted to say, the middle-aged man waved his hand towards the hesitant counterpart: "No matter whether they got anything in the end, anyway..."
"The game is over."
Wow——
Amidst the sounds of countless players and spectators standing up and screaming and cheering, the shouts belonging to the commentators then echoed in the same arena through the loudspeaker system. They shouted the same words as the system prompts, as if because of this scene.
The appearance of the ups and downs of the game caused them to fall into extreme excitement. As the results of the game appeared on the system screen, the contestants belonging to the Zhushan team and the Devil's Paradise team were teleported back to the arena in unison.
At the door of the specially arranged player room, reporters and players swarmed up, just like the players who were enjoying themselves, they rushed in front of Duan Qing: "Sir! Mr. Mo Shang Qingshan! First of all, congratulations on successfully advancing to the next round of the competition.
,Then we have a few questions to ask you..."
"Mr. Mo Shang Qingshan, we are reporters from the Liberty Herald. Do you have any unique insights into the skill system in the free world? Do you have time to briefly talk to us?"
"Mr. Mo Shang Qingshan! Have you played professional games in the past? What ID did you use at that time, and which team did you play for? If you have time, can we conduct an exclusive interview with you?"
"Mr. Mo Shang Qingshan, I am the manager of the Odyssey team. Do you have any intention to join other teams? The treatment and conditions of our team are first-class in the league. If you are generous... Hey, hey? What are you doing? I just
It’s just a normal invitation to the other party, a gentleman should talk but not take action!”
"Okay, okay, stop arguing."
Stopping Mengzhu who was rushing forward to blast him away, Duan Qing waved his hands to the surroundings with a calm face, and then after dealing with the surrounding onlookers again and again, he led the Fool Adventure Group
The people left this place. The surrounding discussions and reporters’ shouts also began to gradually become smaller as the distance between them grew longer, and finally disappeared completely as Duan Qing and others moved offline from the game server one after another.
The excited shouts belonging to the little girl then also sounded in the team training server that Duan Qing had found privately: "Wow, you are really awesome, uncle! I thought we were going to lose..."
"It's like this...it's normal to lose."
Duan Qing's face gradually darkened, and he suppressed the celebratory atmosphere he had just wanted to raise with one sentence: "What you see in your eyes is a victory, but in my eyes... I see a defeat.
.”
"Uh, uncle..."
"Okay, don't make any noise."
Pushing Mengzhu back who was pouting and wanting to continue talking, Duan Qing looked around at the gloomy faces of the players who had just participated in the battle: "The meeting is now."
"Having a meeting?"
"That's right, it's a summary meeting for losers."
Pointing in the direction of their teammates, Duan Qing took the lead and sat on the randomly generated ground on the map: "In this five-on-five team battle, we played too aggressively, too blindly, and were too confident in the tactics we formulated.
There was no flexibility, and after encountering an unexpected turn...it was a poor response to the situation."
"If I hadn't sacrificed all my skills and finally matched up with the opponent, the victory in this game... should have belonged to the opponent." His eyes gradually became sharper: "Not every game is
1V5 situations like this will always happen. This is not normal in itself. Judging from the normal situation... we lost the moment Xiao Hongchen and Qian Zhihe died together."
"It's my fault, I didn't notice it at that time." He said to Qian Zhihe, who was sitting at the back, holding his staff and shrinking his head: "If I had been more careful..."
"Losing the support of the flame sensor does not actually have much impact, because Mephisto who has activated the special skill should not be able to continue to support the black mist for too long." Duan Qing waved his hand slightly: "But the activation of that field
It instantly changed the situation on the battlefield, and also poisoned Xiao Hongchen to death..."
"Sorry, this is my problem." Black Corn, who also sat down, raised his hand with a depressed look on his face, interrupting Xiao Hongchen who was about to open his mouth: "I am the one responsible for collecting intelligence before the war.
But I didn’t find out the true nature of this guy’s field…”
"No, it's my problem." The one who spoke next was Lost Dream who had remained silent: "If I can retreat in time, I can at least save the magician's life..."
"Oh, don't make any noise!"
The pot-sharing meeting that was about to evolve was soon replaced by Mengzhu's shouts. At the same time, there was an angry expression on the little girl's face. She looked at Duan Qing's face, who also had a cold face, and after a while,
Breaking the unspeakable silence between several people again: "We finally won this game, you should encourage them more! It doesn't matter if you put on such a bad face when you come up. If you have the ability... you can...
Use it on our enemies?"
"...Of course I have my own intentions." Duan Qing, who looked at the other party, replied expressionlessly: "If you don't realize where your own shortcomings are, how can you progress and grow in the future?"
"Then, that's not now!" Meng Zhu stood up with his neck crossed: "I should at least celebrate this hard-won victory first! At least, I should at least celebrate you first... If the team members' tactics are
If you have any questions, just leave them to the future training!"
"..."
Without answering the other party's question immediately, Duan Qing's eyes once again stayed on the other party's face for a long time. Finally, with the stubborn expression on the little girl's face, he breathed out slightly: "Forget it, since you are willing to make this meeting
If we postpone it later, then let’s postpone it for a few days. During this period... everyone should take a rest first."
"Hugh, rest?"
"Of course, don't neglect the things in between."
Focusing on Black Corn and others who had been looking at him, Duan Qing lowered his head slightly: "For example... you'd better inquire about the time of the next competition and the information about the opponents in advance.
.”
"Of course." Mengzhu shook his arms, stood up and stood in front of Duan Qing, and replied with a righteous look on his face: "Is this kind of question still useful... eh?"
"Hey! Hey!"
As the little girl shouted in disbelief, Duan Qing's figure, who lowered his head and said nothing, gradually began to blur, and then disappeared in front of others under the unexpected looks.
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"……You came?"
"I am coming."
"Where did you run to before?"
"...Go and have a fight with someone else."
In the free world, in the room of Harlom Tavern in Zaraha City, Duan Qing opened the door and then looked at Maggie's half-covered figure lying on the bed, and replied calmly: "The fight is over now.
, so I came back.”
"...You are an incredible guy."
Her eyes roamed Duan Qing's upper and lower body for a long time. Maggie, who looked extremely weak, then raised the corner of her mouth: "I just experienced that battle, and then immediately went out to fight with others..."
"It's just a grudge between adventurers, it's no big deal." Duan Qing waved his hand casually: "There are still many grudges like ours, you should try your best to adapt to this."
"Including adaptation to the battle itself?" Maggie's eyes were slightly provocative: "Looking at you... you don't seem to have been hurt at all."
"There is a gap in strength." The body that had been refreshed with the system assumed a confident posture, and Duan Qing replied nonchalantly: "This fact... I hope you can get used to it."
"I have accepted this fact." Maggie, who put away her smile, then withdrew her gaze: "If it weren't for your previous efforts, I might have..."
"Your nightclub is still waiting for you to go back underground in Tania." Duan Qing finally let out a helpless sigh: "Don't you plan to take care of them?"
"... You must not be good at comforting others, right?" After combing her hair, Maggie glanced at Duan Qing with twinkling eyes: "You who know my past should understand that I don't care about a place like that.
I don’t have a good impression..."
"But you still indirectly saved many innocent suffering people." Duan Qing came forward and moved a chair, and then sat down neatly in front of him: "As a friend, I don't want you to just
Die so easily."
"……All right."
After struggling unnaturally with her body, Maggie withdrew her gaze again: "Then what else do you want to gain from my life? Friends?"
"...that prophecy."
Knowing in his heart that the other party still needs comfort, Duan Qing still speeds up the progress of his inquiry: "The prophecy we heard together - do you know anything more?"
"The ancient brilliance will become a beacon of guidance, and the ancient magic will turn into a flying ritual..." Her face returned to seriousness, and Maggie murmured these two sentences: "The phantom left by that person
Among them, the most valuable ones are probably these two sentences."
"I have some idea of the glory of ancient times, but I don't know about ancient magic." Duan Qing asked in a low voice: "Do you know any ancient magic? The kind that can make people fly..."
"...Sorry, I'm not a magician."
What answered him was Maggie shaking her head slightly after thinking, and answering in a low voice hesitantly: "A more professional question like this..."
"It would be more appropriate for you to ask that person."
This chapter has been completed!