If I could use three words to describe Dieffenbachia's mood right now, it would definitely be that I am extremely bored.
Many people have probably experienced in their lives that the first half of a careful plan goes smoothly, making you think that everything will fall into place.
The second half is inexplicably out of control, leaving you confused, and you don't even know how to correct it. You can only take it one step at a time.
Dieffenbachia is like this now. It only took less than a week for him to go from being full of confidence at the beginning, to being restless after the storm, to now taking it one step at a time.
"Dieffenbachia, can you get the research materials we need? This is already the fifteenth day of your promise to us."
A thin old man with white hair and eyes shouted angrily at Dieffenbachia in dissatisfaction.
Dieffenbachia, whose back was turned to him, tried hard to resist the urge to turn around and punch him. He took a few deep breaths and turned around with a smile.
He explained to the leader who rarely left the laboratory how bad the weather was now, and told him that his men were working hard to find what the leaders wanted from the Black Gold City.
His tone was very much like that of an operator at an artificial reception desk.
The leaders of the mob also have seniority differences, and a young leader like Wan Nianqing is considered by them to be a capable assassin.
The old leader glanced at Dieffenbachia with disdain, turned his head sullenly, and before leaving, he did not forget to say something sarcastic about Dieffenbachia's poor preparations, and even the temporary accommodation room was so poorly decorated.
Evergreen laughed with him until the old leader left. He signaled his subordinates to leave the room first and then closed the door.
Wearing boxing gloves, Dieffenbachia came to the corner of the room and punched the sandbag hard. He probably felt that the punch was not strong enough and even hit his feet.
"Why are you so crazy? Why don't you let me rest?"
Mira, who was on the second floor of the room, smashed a plastic cup down and revealed her sleepy sleeping face.
Dieffenbachia was too lazy to pay attention to Mira and continued to attack the sandbags.
Mira, who had hastily washed herself, rolled down from the second floor and yawned as she looked at Dieffenbachia gnashing her teeth.
"Are they making demands again?"
Evergreen glanced at Mira, untied his gloves, and smashed them on the ground: "Why don't these old guys die!"
"They want the best in everything. Do they think this is their home?"
"Do they know how difficult it is to transport the items on their list in this weather? If they are not careful, they will be chased by the alliance's little tail. How do they have such brains?"
Mira curled her lips: "I have no choice. I can't go out here. I can only wait until the meeting is over. They are the first batch to come. They have been bored for so long and there is nothing they can do. Naturally, they will have opinions and take it out on you.
It’s normal.”
"Whose side are you on!" Dieffenbachia yelled angrily.
Mira didn't take it seriously: "Of course I'm on your side. Aren't I analyzing their psychology for you? Just let them dance for a few more days. When the storm passes and the meeting is held, there will be nothing wrong with them."
Mira's words finally made Diwan Qing feel a lot more comfortable. He understood that those who achieve great things must be able to tolerate it, and there was no need to care too much about the dead.
Although the planned time was postponed as a result, the decision to hold the meeting remained unchanged, which made Wan Niangqing very relieved.
As long as all the leaders enter this base, a new chapter of the rabble will begin.
Evergreen, who was sitting on a chair to calm down, saw Mira open the computer web page and search for information related to the competition, and couldn't help but go over and take a look.
"Tomorrow the competition will start from thirty-two to sixteen. Do you think Luther can continue to advance?" Mira turned around and asked with a smile.
Evergreen feels sick when she hears the name Luther.
Being bored in the underground base, he didn't have much fun to relieve his boredom. It happened to be the beginning of the conference, so Wan Niangqing also watched the game.
From the beginning of the qualifying round, Evergreen has been eager for Luther to be knocked down and get out of here as soon as possible. He can't wait to see Luther lose his mind.
As a result, Luther came out of the qualifiers smoothly and became a popular player for strange reasons.
When I opened the forum discussion area and saw a bunch of posts praising Luther in Luther's special thread, Evergreen felt uncomfortable all over.
"It's just so-so. I can do whatever I want. Besides, he looks like an honest trainer on the surface, but he's very disgusting secretly."
Diwanqing did not dare to speak too clearly, so in order to avoid being recognized, he specifically asked the members of the ragtag group outside to send the information.
He originally wanted to see if anyone was unhappy with Luther, but after logging in with another account, he found that his previous comments had received dozens of replies.
If anyone wants to like it, please post it.
If someone wants to dislike it, I suggest you make the reply disappear.
The comments filled with all kinds of yin and yang, spraying Dieffenbachia from head to toe. Although the forum rules restricted personal attacks, it did not prevent netizens from sending gentle greetings to Dieffenbachia's non-existent family.
Ever since then, Evergreen has never opened Luther’s special post, nor has he read the tournament forum.
"Are you sour?"
Mira's words made Dieffenbachia snort disdainfully: "Me, Acid Luther?"
"My beautiful girlfriend, because of good luck, was favored by Sirona, and gradually became famous. She is one of the most discussed players in this competition. After the competition, she became famous in Sinnoh, and she could even make an impact in the league.
High-rise location.”
"No matter how you look at it, Luther is considered half a winner in life now, and I am also sad." Mira shrugged.
Wan Nianqing sneered: "You don't think I'm not as strong as Luther, do you?"
"If you were more powerful than Luther, you wouldn't have chosen to join the rabble and get to where you are now. The reason why the alliance rejected you is because you are too weak to be reused."
"You are indeed criticizing Luther, because he is more successful than you and is taking the right path. There are many things that you don't have and can't try to have again."
"Compared with him, we are all maggots in the darkness, living in places where light does not reach. He is like the emerging sun, so dazzling that it is difficult to look directly. We cannot raise our heads to see him, we can only lower our heads.
To use our mouths to put him down so that we can take comfort from it, feel like a human being, and reassure ourselves that maggots have a future."
Evergreen grabbed Mira's collar and looked at her fiercely.
There are things in everyone's heart that they don't want to be talked about, such as wounds. As long as they are exposed and touched lightly, they will bleed again.
The look in her eyes could not intimidate Mira. Mira's eyes looking at Dieffenbachia were full of sarcasm.
"You're anxious, so what I said is right."
"We are both shameless maggots. You hate him because he is better than you, luckier than you, and stronger than you."
Evergreen's lips moved and his facial muscles kept twitching. It was obvious that he was trying his best to suppress his emotions.
"Get out!"
Dieffenbachia let go of Mira's collar, shook her hand suddenly, and pointed at the door.
Mira sneered and walked out with her notebook.
Dieffenbachia and Sandbag were left behind to put on their boxing gloves again and continue fighting.