Chapter 999 Turn the game into a family infighting
"Tsk, the fight started again!"
In the manor, one after another young-looking boys or girls ran out of the building the moment the explosion occurred and looked at the low-rise building whose upper floors were gradually collapsing.
The reason why this building collapsed was because the two Star Armor Masters were frantically attacking each other. Their battle was rapidly destroying everything around them.
"We finally started fighting. When was the last time we fought? It was three days ago, maybe. The time between conflicts this time is a bit short." A young boy with an immature face looked at the two star armors who were fighting in the sky.
Teacher, muttered with some dissatisfaction.
"Oh, I really miss the peaceful time a year ago. I really don't know how long these people will be struggling." Although most of the residents of the manor are watching the battle with interest, there are still some people who are interested in this battle.
This kind of fighting expresses dissatisfaction.
They are the "old" residents of this manor, and they miss the peaceful times before the arrival of Jaros Douglas, the peacebreaker.
But such peaceful days are gone forever. The manor they live in now has become a battlefield, because there will be battles in the manor at any time. They must be alert to attacks from all directions to prevent themselves from being attacked.
The battle spread and he was injured and hospitalized.
In fact, when the manor became a battlefield, some of them thought about moving out. After all, every official member of the Douglas family had an extremely wealthy family. Even in the capital, it was difficult to carve out a place for themselves.
It is also an easy thing.
However, the family has issued a ban. Only people who are allowed to enter and not leave the manor are allowed to leave. Unless they have obtained a high school diploma and are about to go to the battlefield of the empire, otherwise, no one is allowed to leave.
"Don't even think about this kind of time, I probably won't be able to go back." A young man couldn't help but shook his head when he heard his companion's complaint.
"Why?"
"See for yourselves, over the past year, how much our adaptability has improved in order to cope with situations that may happen around us at any time. And this ability to respond to dangers around us at any time, once it arrives
How much can it increase our survival rate on the battlefield."
"The family is using these geniuses to train us in battle so that we can survive when we go to the battlefield for training. This is really painstaking!"
"Although I understand the family's intention and can understand it, I still can't accept this method. I have to live with one muscle all day long. It's really tiring."
Another girl shook her head, with a look of embarrassment on her face, because when she was taking a bath, the bathroom she was in was affected by the fighting. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and put on the star armor, so she avoided being exposed.
An embarrassing ending.
"Feeling tired means that you haven't fully adapted to this situation, and you need to adapt for a while. I heard my father say that on the battlefield where the Empire and the Skyfall generals were fighting, the stray bullets flying everywhere and the aftermath of the battle were more violent.
, we are just doing this in pediatrics.”
"Stop discussing it, this battle has a result."
A figure fell from the sky, turning into a black mark and slamming to the ground, shoveling a black mark more than a hundred meters long on the neat lawn.
"Haha, the lawn has been shoveled so much again, the housekeepers are probably going crazy." The little girl said with a smile as she looked at the lawn that had been shoveled away, revealing the black soil below.
"Don't worry, this lawn has been plowed for a year, and the housekeepers are fine and still there."
"Robert, you lost." Under the watchful eyes of a group of melon-eating spectators, the winner of this battle, a girl wearing new purple-black armor, surrounded by a circle of external weapons, flew to the ground lying on the ground.
He lowered himself above the young man who was bleeding and looked down at him.
"It's a disaster this time!" Robert, who lost the battle, sighed helplessly. He knew Muria's philosophy. People with ability can have some privileges, but people without ability dare to do those things.
If you are too fancy, just expect to be beaten.
"It's good to know that you're going to be miserable. Tell me, choose your head or your feet." Betty fell to the ground, ready to exercise her rights as a winner.
"Come on, I tried my feet last time, and they weren't very comfortable." Robert took off the star armor on himself as if he was resigned to his fate.
"This is your own choice, don't blame me when the time comes."
With a proud smile, Betty fell next to Robert, then leaned down, grabbed his thick flaxen hair, and dragged him towards the training ground.
A handsome young girl wearing star armor dragged a handsome young man walking on the neat lawn. The young man had a lonely expression like a defeated dog on his face, and there was a drop of water dripping from his body.
Drops of blood left an extremely dazzling trail of blood on the crisp lawn.
Such a visually impactful scene immediately made the spectators around them take out their communicators and record this meaningful scene.
"It's so embarrassing, ugh." Robert couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his face. Although this was not the first time he had been photographed like this, he didn't want to leave too much dark history.
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"Master Jaros, the Star Armor Master Competition is about to begin. Seven of the thirteen little guys you trained are qualified to participate. Together with you, there are eight in total."
"Yes." Muria, who was enjoying tea, nodded very calmly when he heard this. Now, he no longer cares about this game, there is no need for it.
By training the thirteen future mainstays of the family under his command, he has achieved an unshakable and solid position in the Douglas family. In terms of resources, he basically has no need.
"The family wants all eight of you to participate in the Star Armor Master Competition. What do you think?"
"Why are you asking me for this? Don't we have a think tank in the family? You also know their combat effectiveness. Based on previous competitions, is it difficult to evaluate their possible results?"
"The family has indeed deduced the possible results if eight of you are sent to participate in the war. However, it is a bit unbelievable, so I sent me here to ask your opinion."
"The top eight." Muria put down the teacup in her hand and looked at Butler Pais, "Everyone has their own spot."
"What you mean is that if you participate in the war, then the top eight positions will be yours. It seems that Master Jaros is really confident!"
"Otherwise? What is the result of the think tank's deduction?"
"The best result that can be deduced is what you said. The Douglas family has won the top eight of this Star Armor Master Competition."
"What's the worst outcome?" Muria asked with a smile.
"Our Douglas family only occupies half of the top eight places," Butler Pais smiled and pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose. "The other three major families should not be underestimated. Once they find out that we are too strong, they will probably
Join forces to snipe us."
"oh."
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"Deslie, Betty, Robert..." Muria read out the names of the seven people in front of her, then looked up at the seven boys and girls who looked awkward and uneasy, "Do you know why I called you here?"
"Star Armor Master Competition!" Desili, the half-sister of Muria's reincarnation, blurted out without hesitation.
"Yes, that's why I'm looking for you." Muria glanced at the girl with admiration, and after noticing Muria's gaze, the girl proudly puffed out her increasingly plump chest.
"The seven of you and I are going to participate in this Star Armor Master Competition. Butler Pais discussed this issue with me just now, and the family made predictions about our results."
Muria looked at the seven boys and girls in front of her who were listening attentively, "The best result is that the eight of us occupy the top eight in the Star Armor Master Competition, and the worst result is that we can only occupy half of the top eight.
Quota.”
"The family actually has so much confidence in us?" Betty's face showed a look of joy.
"This is confidence?" Muria looked at the girl with a look that said, "Is there something wrong with your brain?" "This is clearly the family's distrust of you guys."
"However, being able to occupy half of the top eight places is a good result that can be recorded in the family history." Under Muria's gaze, the girl who lacked confidence gradually lowered her head and spoke in a weak voice.
's defense.
"Don't compare you with the previous contestants. You have been trained by me for a year, and you don't even have this little confidence?" Muria's face showed a look of hatred for steel.
"You have one and only one goal in participating this time, and that is to give me all the places in the quarterfinals. I want to turn this game into an internal fight for our Douglas family."
"No, brother, isn't this a little too arrogant?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard Muria's request, and at the same time their hearts were filled with excitement for the goal that Muria had set.
"Arrogant, what is there to be arrogant about? This is what you should achieve based on your strength." Muria looked at the seven people in front of him with a stern look.
"If any of you dare to embarrass me and fail to reach the quarterfinals, I will make him look good after the game."
"Brother, what is your goal?" Daisy asked cautiously.
"Of course I am the champion!" Muria said with a matter-of-fact expression, "Who else can be the champion besides me?"
"Or do you think any of you can beat me?" Muria looked at the seven people in front of him with a playful look in his eyes.
"If you only use Star Armor and don't get close to me for melee combat, I think you can try it!" Robert raised his hand and said with a smile.