On the contrary, he thought it was good that Sun Wukong wasn't the Keeper of the Heavenly Horses. He could have been given the title of Great Sage Equaling Heaven in name only, and he wouldn't have to do anything. He could just go drinking with the neighbors and gambling with them. As for the gossip, if it were him, he could just beat them up. With Sun Wukong's strength and status at that time, if he didn't cause a ruckus in the Heavenly Court, there were several gods in the heavens that he couldn't beat up.
"They all create their own troubles; it's really boring."
Fang Zong scoffed, tossed aside the little yellow cat that was laughing so hard it was rolling around in the air because it understood him, and stroked his chin, saying, "But if you want to join me, I'd still welcome you."
"That's good, listen to me!" Murong Zhen smiled, eager to speak.
Fang Zong waved his hand to indicate a pause, took out his phone, and dialed the number for Dragon Nest.
The rain gradually stopped, and everyone drifted down. They happened to be on the main street of a small town. Fang Zong found a hotel, booked a room, and put his phone on the TV in the room.
By projecting the image from Dragon Nest onto the phone, it's as if a projection conference has been held.
“This guy is Murong Zhen,” Fang Zong pointed at Murong Zhen, who smiled and nodded. There was a bit of a commotion on the other side of the projection.
As the ghostly energy has revived to this day, in addition to great generals like Fang Zong and outstanding figures among ghosts, many famous strategists and advisors have also emerged.
It's like two great powers. In the Eastern Kingdom, Murong Zhen is the most powerful. Even though Fang Zong almost killed Murong Zhen twice, other forces, including the Ghost Killing Team, only know that Murong Zhen exists, but they have never been able to touch his shadow.
In America, Nalan Guigui was the leader. Nalan Guigui's identity as an Easterner made the whole of America feel uneasy...
"This one is Wu Yongci, he's an advisor I'm currently training. Give him some guidance. And this one..."
Fang Zong introduced the two people in the projection. Murong Zhen smiled at Wu Yongci. When Fang Zong mentioned the other one, he said directly, "Hai Youke Ou Zizhan, it is said that he only has the strength of the fourth level of the Technique level, but seven days ago, a ghost of the Divine Power level was awakened in the General's Tomb in Shancheng, and you swallowed it directly... Don't look at me like that. At that time, Li Xiaoran and others were not in Shancheng, and the General's Tomb was a place I was paying close attention to, so your battle with that ghost was witnessed by the demon corpses I sent out."
Upon hearing this, Ou Zizhan's book changed color slightly before crumbling into dust. He looked at Fang Zong and saw Fang Zong shrug and casually say, "Don't look at me. This Murong Zhen has an attitude that nothing can be hidden from him, so if you want to beat him up, I'll say I won't see it at all."
Murong Zhen: "..."
Strategist! I am the strategist!
Fang Zong, is this how you treat a strategist?!
Murong Zhen knew that Fang Zong had a large army and many generals, and that Dragon Valley Academy was full of hidden talents. When he decided to join, he imagined it would be like Zhuge Liang facing Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei.
A peerless strategist, a fierce general—how wonderful!
But why is it that you treat a good strategist completely differently?
“Brother Zong, you’re joking. If Zizhan were here, he definitely wouldn’t have hit anyone.” Ou Zizhan remembered the real Ou Zizhan again, and his words put Murong Zhen at ease. He immediately said, “But if it were up to me, I wouldn’t want to beat him up, I’d want to swallow him whole.”
Their back-and-forth banter left Murong Zhen so frustrated that his lips turned blue.
Fortunately, there was one more person, Wu Yongci. Wu Yongci stared at Murong Zhen with great admiration, because Fang Zong had said that if he worked hard, he might become the second Murong Zhen. He greatly admired Murong Zhen's wisdom.
Unexpectedly, after only a few days away, Brother Zong managed to win over the top strategist of the Eastern Kingdom!
"Learn more." Ou Zizhan patted Wu Yongci on the shoulder, another book appearing in his hand. He shook the book and said, "What's going on this time? Why did you bring Murong Zhen in? Is there anything you need to think about?"
"Someone tricked me, but I can't find the ghost."
"Can Murong Zhen be found?"
He said he could.
Fang Zong looked at Murong Zhen, who was sitting on the bed, lazily holding the bedding in his arms.
Murong Zhen stood on the open ground, his eyes slightly narrowed, and a map of the entire Eastern Kingdom appeared in his mind.
"Planning strategies within the command tent, winning battles a thousand miles away!" Murong Zhen liked this saying very much. He was sure that even so-called geography experts, archaeology experts, or tomb raiding experts did not have a deeper understanding of the entire Eastern Kingdom's topography than he did.
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