Base mission hall.
It's the same familiar appearance, and the same familiar staff.
The only difference was that this time, there were two posters displayed in front of the glass door.
The poster is a white background supported by a black plastic frame, standing upright in front of the door, on the left and right. No matter which direction you enter from, you will see this eye-catching poster.
The words written on it are:
1. We deeply mourn the passing of Mr. Han Qianfan, whose body was possessed by extraterrestrial demons, and who died without our knowledge.
2. However, rest assured, everyone. The extraterrestrial demons have already been slain by our base's warrior, Jiang Qingwan, with a single sword strike in the dense forest. Let us all sing praises to our warrior!
3. The base is about to begin an election for a new leader, implementing a post-apocalyptic, wartime-style floating election rule. All individuals with abilities of level four or higher are eligible to vote. Please make good use of your precious votes and elect the person you believe is most capable of leading the base to glory!
This election will only last from today to tomorrow. Eligible voters are requested to proceed to the special branch hall of the base mission hall – the polling room.
The voting is by name, and everyone can see the progress at any time. It is absolutely fair and impartial.
"The base is moving quickly. They just talked about it yesterday, and the election is starting today." Jiang Qingwan arrived at the base's mission hall early in the morning to participate in the election.
"Yes. Sister Jiang, who are you going to support?" Gu Ningyue fought off her sleepiness and followed Jiang Qingwan out the door.
"Who else could it be? Of course, it's Major General Kang." Jiang Qingwan entered through the door and saw a huge arrow drawn on the ground, indicating where the polling station was.
Follow the arrows on the ground to the polling station.
The polling station was empty.
"Is anyone there?" Jiang Qingwan called out softly.
"Coming, coming." A woman's voice came from under the table.
Then came the sound of a chair scraping against the floor, and a head popped out from under the table.
She had a neat, short bob, wore thick-rimmed black glasses, a white shirt, and black pants—a formal outfit for an occasion.
However, this act of lying on the chair was rather casual.
"I am the notary and answerer for today, my name is Tang Guo." Tang Guo suppressed the urge to shout when she saw the person who came.
Oh my god! It's Sister Jiang!
Goddess of War!
I had only seen her from a distance before, and could only vaguely make out her smooth black hair, small face, and fair, glowing skin. Even from that blurry appearance, I could tell she was a beauty.
I never expected that seeing it up close would be so breathtaking!
It's so beautiful that just looking at it instantly lifts your spirits.
"So, how do I vote?" Sister Jiang couldn't help but ask Tang Guo, who had suddenly froze after saying "I accept it."
"Come with me." Tang Guo took small, quick steps and walked to Jiang Qingwan's side, gesturing for her to come.
Tang Guo led Jiang Qingwan to an empty wall.
Just as Jiang Qingwan was wondering, Tang Guo pressed a button on the remote control.
A display screen slowly descends from the ceiling.
Tang Guo underwent pupil and fingerprint recognition.
The machine starts up.
The pre-programmed procedure begins to run.
The screen displays the names and photos of five people.
Ke Dong, An Xin, Zhang Xiao, Kang Xiyang, Lu Yuelin.
The votes are currently all zero.
"Which one do you want to choose?" Tang Guo pointed to the machine screen.
“Kangxi Yang,” Jiang Qingwan replied.
"And you?" Tang Guo turned to ask Gu Ningyue, who was following behind Jiang Qingwan.
“Of course I’ll choose Kang Xiyang too.” Gu Ningyue said without hesitation.
Following Sister Jiang is always the right choice.
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