"Don't worry, this white sap is just like the sap from figs, non-toxic and odorless!" the signboard laughed loudly.

The traffic light stared at the fruit in his hand for a while, then stood up and said, "I still need to go take a look."

He stepped out of the tent.

Only one person remained in the infirmary, and he resumed his indifferent expression.

"Keep arguing, but you'll never be able to go back then. You'll have your share of tears."

The camp was set up on the riverbank overgrown with water plants. The water plants on the bank were parted, and two summoned soldiers were fetching water.

The signal light glanced left and right, then aimed at the largest tent and headed towards it.

The tent, with its rectangular shape and tightly stretched surface, looks like a castle.

The signalman stood outside the curtain and listened for a while. During this time, two soldiers on guard passed by him and glanced at him a couple of times.

Nothing happened that gave the traffic lights any reason to take chances; you couldn't hear anything, the sound insulation was excellent.

He lifted the curtain and went inside.

There were long, narrow tables and chairs. There weren't many people, only about twenty; but there were also many people, all of whom were alive, except for the doorplates.

The meeting room was so quiet that it made one wonder if they hadn't heard anything outside. It wasn't that the soundproofing was good; it was that they weren't talking.

"How are your injuries?" Hou Feng from the Special Operations Bureau asked.

"It's alright now." The traffic light sat down at the end of the line.

Next to the well-built 'Aman', she looked bored, propping her head up with one hand and pulling out a chair for him in a friendly manner with the other.

The traffic light gave a soft thank you and looked up. Opposite Hou Feng was Li Changzhou, who nodded to him.

Is it an attempt to win him over and garner everyone's support for the crown?

"We still have two and a half days left. Are we going to waste our time on this?" The voice was filled with dissatisfaction. 'It's all superstition.'

“On the contrary, it saves time.” Soda Cracker revealed the capable expression of a female elite from the old society.

She laughed and said, "Mr. Ambitious's token is cooling down, Miss Sand Painter's sand needs to be restored, Mr. Signal Light has just woken up, and Miss Aman's gun energy is not full. Everyone's abilities need to be restored."

"Use your break time to settle the issues that need to be discussed; this is the right way to make the most of your time."

"Then you should just settle it. All this back and forth is getting annoying... I'm getting fed up!" 'Only Strength' crossed his arms, his expression making you wonder if he was about to flip the table.

But he changed "Laozi" to "I," which shows he still had some sense.

“We have no interest in how the planetary territory is allocated, nor in what happens to the crown after the event. We have only one demand—that Mr. Li Changzhou use the crown during the event,” Soda Cracker said.

“Then let me make myself clear,” Hou Feng said. “We are not at ease. If the crown really has the effect of turning people into gods, it is extremely dangerous for individuals. I believe that not only I, but all the players here are not at ease.”

"What's there to worry about? Would Boss Changzhou do anything to you?" Xiao Wu said impatiently.

Hou Feng smiled at his childish tone.

"We're afraid he'll kill us." Fiery Phoenix glanced sideways at Li Changzhou.

"you!"

Soda Cracker held Xiao Wu's hand, and calmly smiled at 'Phoenix', saying, "Miss Phoenix—"

She glanced at everyone present again.

"—Excuse my offense... Mr. Li Changzhou doesn't need a crown to kill you all."

"What do you mean!" Fiery Phoenix slammed her hand on the table, pointing at the soda crackers. "You think one person can kill us all? I'd rather—"

“Not everyone.” Soda Cracker’s voice remained unchanged, but his aura rivaled that of the Fiery Phoenix. “I believe that some of the players here are just like us, who simply want to resolve this peacefully and return to Earth.”

"You mean we started this?"

"I'm not the one who suspects Mr. Li Changzhou of wanting to kill someone, am I, Miss Flame Phoenix?" Soda Cracker chuckled.

"Suspicion? Li Changzhou is in the bustling downtown area of ​​Songcheng—"

"Phoenix." A calm and ambitious voice suppressed the fiery phoenix's temper.

The tent was quiet for a while, the smell of gunpowder was so strong it was pungent.

The traffic light had no doubt that if it weren't for the written agreement, a fight would have already broken out.

When he was in school, he thought it was ridiculous that "the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was fighting for power and profit and indulging in pleasure before the world was settled." Now he realizes that what is ridiculous is not the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, but people.

He wasn't mocking Li Changzhou or the Special Operations Bureau.

Before coming in, he thought there was nothing to argue about, but sitting here, he couldn't help but worry: what if the person wearing the crown couldn't resist the temptation and had evil thoughts?

The only consensus among players right now is that they themselves are the most suitable person to wear the crown.

Traffic lights are no exception.

He finally understood why Menpai was unwilling to leave the infirmary and enter the conference room.

It wasn't that I was annoyed by the petty squabbles in the meeting room, but that I knew that once I stepped in, I would become one of them.

“Mr. Li Changzhou,” Hou Feng began, “I apologize to you on behalf of Little Phoenix. I believe in your character. Zheng Qing told me about you saving her, and I understand your concerns. But please trust the Special Operations Bureau and trust us.”

“Although I want to say that this has nothing to do with the Special Operations Bureau, it’s a matter of human nature. No one dares to say that there are absolutely no undercover agents, no spies, and no selfish people in the Special Operations Bureau…” Li Changzhou said slowly.

The Fiery Phoenix seemed about to say something, but he glanced at it.

No one interrupted him, and he continued:

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