Chapter 287 Fate stay night (V)

Your Excellency's good morning is like a decree, allowing the silent world to become noisy again.

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The Star Network hot chat area is revived, and all kinds of names are randomly scattered all over the screen: [Good morning!]

[Good morning my eldest master!!][Good morning my young master!!][Good morning my destined master!][Good day, Saint Destiny. ]...[Good morning, female father!!][Good morning, male father!!][Good morning, Fit, especially Fit, Fit!!] - Similar comments have been collapsed -

The entire banquet island was brightly lit, with tens of thousands of drones flying in the air like a flock of birds. In addition to filming, they also had multiple functions and were the main source of light for the banquet hall. Tens of thousands of bright lights made the silver-haired guest at the center of the banquet island clearly visible.

The mysterious gentleman who had only appeared in scandals for many days and months, was successively called the commodity, the bargaining chip, the forbidden delicacy, the ambiguous culprit of the 1980 case, the big player who manipulated the situation - to his current new identity, the new saint descended into this century.

The new Holy Station was in the palm of the pitch-black armor, reflected by the pitch-black color, like a dazzling diamond illuminated by a jewelry lamp, or a hundred-faceted fire-shining diamond cut using the finest rose-cut method.

The silver-haired gentleman was wearing a pure white, court-style long high-collared robe. The material of the robe was new and precious, like scales, silk and feathers. From a distance, it looked like mother-of-pearl, and from a close distance, it looked like white scales shining with pearls.

This dress is silvery white, but not pure silvery white. When the light passes through the court dress, the material of the dress will refract a light and fine light purple and steel white pearl. It covers the silver-haired gentleman like a layer of "soft" silver-scale armor; cold, luxurious, and eye-catching. Just like the white that contains all the colors of light in the spectrum, no matter how turbid the world is, as long as a little white appears, any sight will subconsciously focus on it, and it will catch people's eyes in an instant, and only look at it. This dress is grand and extravagant.

but.

The silver-haired gentleman looked even more magnificent than the dress. His long silver hair was neatly tied behind his shoulders. Under the light, the hair refracted a wonderful, shimmering crystal light, like a handful of linear galaxies. The long silver hair stuck to his ears, making the jade-like ear tips look like freshly cut pearls.

But no matter how many bright colors there are, none can compare to the eyes of the silver-haired gentleman. His pupils are as clear as ice beads in a silver bowl. As long as there is light, his silver eyes are always immersed in a layer of moisture that wants to speak, as if thousands of words will flow out of his eyes in the next second. Whoever looks at him for the first time will subconsciously focus on his gaze and wait patiently for him to speak.

Especially the silver-haired gentleman has a superior figure, with a shoulder distance that is appropriate and does not need to be padded with etiquette, a narrow waist and long legs, and a well-proportioned body. Even if the silver dress is a little tighter, it can't find any flaws in his figure. Naturally, the cold and luxurious dress has become a foil for the silver-haired gentleman. Anyone who sees it will only feel that this dress is like the wings of a white bird or the tail scales of a swimming fish to the silver-haired gentleman.

Even if the Silver-haired gentleman does not wear any jewelry, it is enough for him to appear in a silver dress.

But apparently the new saint's styling team didn't think so, so in addition to his court attire, His Excellency the Silver Hair also wore a floor-length pale gold shawl, multiple exquisite and complex gemstone brooches, two sets of simple pearl moon chain lapels, and a golden laurel leaf gemstone crown on his head.

But all these still cannot suppress your own handsome appearance and charm. The light favors him, and as long as he stands in the light, he is the white in the turbid world.

[What an awesome face....a skin, I mean, a head of hair. No, I mean the eyes... No no, it's still the hair#￥*][He put glitter on his face and shone the light over it. Is his skin glowing?][Jade scales covering his face and snow as his bones... Can a normal insect have this kind of skin color? It's not healthy to inject fluorescent agent into the body.]

[Oh my god, he looks so delicious, with creamy skin, crystal eyes, and even his eyelashes are like the silver frosting on a cake... Professional compliments, professional compliments!! Please review and let it go!! I am a Gold Label certified gourmet, and the words I used are not harassing!!!]

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[Solve the case, Fate himself is a pearlescent type! No wonder the stories he writes prefer the laser flash type. ] [Whose lineage doesn't have a dominant flash gene?]

[Which one does Your Excellency prefer? Is it a scam about butterfly species or a limitation of aesthetics? Please hold the first social

The second dance party will be held as soon as possible. The name has been decided: Butterfly Pilgrimage. Only butterfly species are allowed to participate!

Please choose carefully, Your Excellency. No, I mean please take some time out of your busy schedule to learn about the butterfly species whose scale wings can truly glow. 】

【@Far East Military Media Operations, you guys are doing great. 】

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[It's wok, the silver hair behind Saint's cloak is his natural hair. I thought Saint was wearing a hair cap made of raw gemstones. How much of Saint's gene value is beyond the A-level line in this generation? When he was alive, his stratum corneum showed micro-crystallization characteristics, and his blood talent is about to overflow. ]

[Is this generation considered a walking living idol?] [What does a living idol mean? I am a medium-sized star citizen and I would like to ask for your help.....]

[It means that if you are lucky enough to get a strand of hair from this generation of saints, your biological mental state will be as solid as steel and you will not suffer from nerve pain until death. ]

[I dare not imagine how healthy the mental state of the citizens of the Far East will be in the next 100 years. Damn it! The Far East Customs deleted the immigration page, which is a heinous crime!!]

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[Thank God, thank God, thank God, for not letting this person wear a head-to-toe felt burger in the style of the North to attend the social event!!]

[For the first time, I feel that wearing armor must be tucked into the waist and tied tightly is very civilized. She is wearing white jewelry and a long white dress with silver hair and snowy skin, but the armor ribbon and holy crown are pure gold...hiss.

The high collar of His Excellency's robe is buttoned up to his throat, but why do I feel like I'm not wearing anything? Cough cough cough, I mean, does the new Saint have bee blood? This waistline is just like a ribbon, I feel like if I pull that golden cloak hard, he will melt in my arms like a handful of snow. Cough cough cough, I mean! This suit is just too beautiful!!! Especially the pearl chain at the collar... Wait, why is there a damn gold star medal in Fate's decorative brooch? Isn't that a rule for female soldiers... Damn it!】【Guaranteed!】

[This is my first public social gathering!! How dare you let me wear your symbol when I am only 18 years old? Are you engaged and you are doing this!!!@囚星官網運營@囚星官網運營]

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The floating island banquet scene.

There were many guests at the scene. Even though a considerable number of guests were still queuing in the outer hall to enter, the guests who had already taken their seats stood up and bowed in the direction of the podium in the distance. The greetings formed a surrounding sound wave, shaking around the podium: "Good day, Saint Destiny Pavilion!"

Down."

"I'm glad I'm not late," said the smiling voice.

The floating island venue was as vast as a flattened mountain. The venue was so large that if His Majesty did not use a microphone to speak, the low-level audience members who were lucky enough to be in the main island seat area might not be able to hear His Majesty's naked voice on the podium clearly. Fortunately, there were tens of thousands of camera drones flying over the venue. The drones had many functions, one of which was fully automatic sound amplification. Even the low-level insect guests who were drawn to the edge of the banquet hall could hear His Majesty's voice on the distant podium through the camera drones flying nearby: "If there are any private insects in need, just wave to the drones flying nearby."

Then, several teams of well-trained guards emerged from the white-pillared halls on both sides of the podium. They were fully armed, wearing brown and black military uniforms, with some having brown and blond hair and white skin, and some having silver hair and black skin. The guards successfully surrounded the podium and formed a safe isolation circle.

In fact, there was no sign of the violent sprint that netizens and other space audiences had worried about. The appearance of this generation of His Holiness was unprecedented, with lightning and gunfire accompanying him - the heavy space soldiers surrounding the floating island, looking down and watching, all had their scarlet eyes on.

The guests at the floating island are now the most polite Zerg in the world. Even some privileged species that have to sit side by side with lower species will start their conversations with "please". The advanced AI technology that controls the Giant Gods makes the Star Network hot chat area civilized and clear: [@Fourth Army @Fourth Army The Holy Pavilion has a new eagle dog, and we really don't want you~~]

[The bugs were rejected in the Skyline Hong Kong area, and the bugs were guarding the Holy Trinity Hall just five steps away~]

..【Alas, but I still hope that Your Excellency will not be so arbitrary. To be objective, whether in terms of current armed strength or other aspects, the Tenth Legion is indeed inferior to the seven higher legions except the Fourth Legion and the First Legion.】

..[Although I am happy that the Fourth Army was treated coldly, I don't want this generation of Saints to suffer in terms of protection and comfort. Don't tell me about the Far East. The Far East is only suitable for being pioneers. There should still be a group of regular troops to provide logistical services for the new Saints.]

...【Look! The Cat's Eyes delegation and other audience members are rushing in, and the press delegation is also standing in front of the podium!】

..【Fuck, who has the nerve to stand five steps behind the right side of the Saint Pavilion? Is he the captain of the Guardian? He stands right there!】

With His Majesty's arrival, all the guests from the main island entered the venue quickly, and everything was ready in just ten minutes. The cat-eyed guest sat in the first row of seats closest to the podium.

Ten meters back, in the two rows of circular guest seats on the left side of the stage, sat the chiefs and branch chiefs of the nine higher-level military corps, as well as some businesses that had long cooperated with Fate.

Ten meters back, on the right side of the stage, the third row of circular guest seats were for the randomly selected guests from the four districts. Among them were the Capital Alliance Zerg and the Court Zerg who had grievances with Fate, as well as some low- and middle-level guests from the four districts of the alliance. They might not even be able to speak the common language fluently. Several micro drones were quietly hovering above their heads, silently warning other privileged high-level Zerg in the same seats not to overstep their boundaries.

About one meter in front of the podium, reporters from the Union Express official website from the four districts of the alliance were in place. There were so many people that they almost covered all the fireworks decorating the podium. And they were very bold. There were naturally twenty Wasp guards standing in front of the podium, but these reporters from the four districts could stand face to face with the Wasp military female without changing their expressions. There were even two reporters who were dressed lightly and could be recognized as reporters from the South District. They directly bumped their chest muscles with the Wasp military female and rolled hard on the Wasp military female, just to be able to pass the microphone closer to the podium.

The female Wasp officer had a sullen face and repeatedly told the reporters to stand still. Several reporters said, "I didn't touch you with my hands or feet, but if I hit you, it would be considered an insult! His Majesty hasn't even announced you as the new Eagle Dogs yet, and you're going crazy!"

On the podium, Xin Sheng was standing on the side, turning on a confidential micro-magnetic interference field, whispering something with the Far East Army Commander, and it was obvious that he was not paying attention to the audience for the moment.

The female Wasp soldier who was pressed tightly against her by more than a dozen same-sex reporters turned green in the face, and several pale-looking Wasp soldiers even had throat twitching reactions that were almost like vomiting.

The Star Network hot chat area has already discovered it, sighing: [Fuck... It's just a work injury. 】【Being hit on the chest by a same-sex person... No, I want to vomit just by looking at it. 】【The wasp species is still not good enough. How can they protect His Majesty if they can't even bear this little bit of disgust! Here, I suggest considering the moth tribe... The moth tribe has a wealth of anti-homosexuality methods...】【】

A corner of the banquet table.

"Your heart is beating fast." Anushka frowned. "If you are nervous, you can delay it for ten minutes. I will take you back to the back and give you an injection of sedatives."

In the micro-magnetic interference mode of the intelligent brain ring, the outside world cannot distinguish the expressions and lip shapes of the protagonists in the magnetic field. Shi Cunjin said softly: "With so many eyes watching, of course I am nervous." He smiled and said, "No need for a relaxant, you have to get used to it."

Anushka stared at Shi Cunjin for a few seconds, and then moved her fingers slightly. Shi Cunjin said, "If you touch my face now, all the eyes in the audience will be on you."

Just after she finished speaking, Anushka had already grabbed Shi Cunjin's hand, holding it against her chest, letting her lover's palm feel her always steady and strong heartbeat. Anushka's voice was also very calm, without any big emotions: "I don't care about or fear those eyes, never. No matter how hot those eyes are, they can't burn past me and burn you. You have me, and you have those weapons, you can be willful if you want, and say what you want, don't get used to things that make you uncomfortable."

[Oh no, it exploded. Oh, teacher, please ask A567 to restrain his possessiveness, there are so many eyes watching!] The system complained a little, [So many hackers are attacking me, although it's useless, but it's itchy. A567 is holding your hand and touching his chest at this time, he must be showing off on purpose! Oh, please pull your hand away and don't reward him!]

"Okay, okay." Shi Cunjin moved his fingers and teased with a smile: "Now I'm going to start paying attention to your future safety."

Anushka subconsciously raised her chin slightly, raised her eyebrows slightly, and began to look arrogant. Suddenly, he paused, moved his lips, and stayed silent for two seconds before lowering his eyes and whispering, "Then just keep paying attention to me."

Shi Cunjin moved the fingers that were pressed on the black military uniform, "Is it an order or a request?"

"..." Anushka moved her lips. How could he bear to let his lover agree to it under such a bright light? Finally, Anushka whispered: ".....When you love me, it's a request." There was silence for a few seconds, and her voice was as low as a whisper: "If the 1% situation that is not absolute appears...When you don't love me, it's still a request."

Shi Cunjin shook Anushka's hand and said softly, "Please choose all and ask for mercy."

The Far East Army commander, dressed in a pitch-black ceremonial uniform, remained silent for a few seconds. On the brightly lit stage, he lowered his head and stared at his lover with a frown on his face. His thin lips moved slightly, as if he was about to whistle, "Woof." A breath gently touched Shi Cunjin's lips.

[Stop flirting!!!!] The system screamed in Shi Cunjin's ear: [Wuuuuuuuuuuuuu!! I was beaten up by cyber hackers and a data-carrying computer room and factory was blown up!!! Boss!! Even the glacier water near the computer room can't lower the temperature of that computer room and factory!! Netizens are going viral!!] [……]

Well, at least now, Shi Cunjin, who was once a mediocre novelist, has eased off from his nervousness. …It is almost ten o'clock.

Xinsheng finished his conversation with the Far East Army Commander and walked towards the podium.

Reporters from the four districts crowded even harder under the podium!

But unlike the news interviews that Shi Cunjin had in mind, these reporters did not speak out loud no matter how crowded they were, even though they wanted to turn their hands into worms and elongate them to hold up the microphones. They just eagerly stretched out their microphones to the podium, waiting for His Excellency's choice.

Shi Cunjin immediately thought of the strict hierarchical rules of this land. Only when invited by the superior can the inferior speak.

A South District bug almost climbed onto the Wasp Guard, and the Wasp Guard overreacted and punched the South District reporter out. At that moment, perhaps his mind exploded, and the young Wasp Guard grabbed the South District bug and dragged it back, preventing the South District reporter from flying ten meters backwards. Then the scene became even more embarrassing, and the nervous Wasp Guard dragged the South District reporter over his head and hugged him tightly, making a loud sound of chest muscles hitting flesh.

Southern District reporter: "." Young Wasp: "..."

They both vomited at the same time, and their faces, necks, and arms were covered with horrible allergic rashes. Other reporters from District 4 who were squeezing the guards: "..." They silently stepped back and stopped squeezing the Wasp Guards. Damn, the Wasp Guards really dared to get close to the same sex! So disgusting! So unbearable!

For a moment, there was a few seconds of silence both at the scene and on the Internet: How embarrassing, how disgusting, and how it tarnished the reputation of the New Saint Feast!!!!!

"Oh." It was Shi Cunjin who broke the dead silence with a laugh. He clapped his hands to attract the attention of the cameramen and the audience. "Very lively. I'm glad to see you guys getting along well. It's a great gift to me that you guys are getting along well. It's a great start to the day. Okay, stand up. I'm going to introduce myself."

The audience immediately returned to silence, and the drone hovering overhead began to record Shi Cunjin's full range of information. "October 19, 10 a.m. Hello, Alliance District, I am,"

Shi Cunjin looked at the audience and cameras below the stage with a peaceful expression and calm tone: "Fate. Also Destiny Sariel. The owner of the super A blood gene in this world, the saint defined by history and measurement."

"I am very happy to meet you today, and I hope you welcome me." The silver-haired gentleman spoke in a humble and friendly tone. He smiled for three seconds, and then said politely: "Of course, I have come. If you don't welcome me, just bear with it and adapt to me."

Scene: “…”

Star Network: […..]

[Such a familiar social style, it's my big Fit's speaking habit!] [#Counting the lucky ones who challenged my Santa Fe over the years and were badly slapped in the face and finally had to give in and change the law#]

Banquet scene.

According to the social banquet process of His Majesty in the past, after Shi Cunjin finished his speech, he would invite the reporters who interviewed him to speak once, forming a harmonious exchange and interaction; on the one hand, it demonstrated His Majesty's tolerance, kindness and closeness to the people, and on the other hand, it also allowed the internal reporters who had been arranged in advance to ask some appropriate "questions", allowing His Majesty to naturally respond to some contemporary social problems, promise how to solve the problems, and provide some kind of favors to bring together the forces of all parties.

Naturally, there were also internal reporters arranged by entertainment companies, Far East Military Media, Wasp Military Media, his white glove Grid, and some companies that had cooperated with him in the past, sitting in front of Shi Cunjin's podium.

Shi Cunjin did not choose the reporters who had been arranged in advance.

The real reason: All the reporters were huddled together, pressing flesh against flesh against the blue-faced, empty-eyed Wasp Guard. They wished they could ride on the Wasp Guard's shoulders and shove the microphones into the New Saint's mouth.

Died of laughter.

Shi Cunjin couldn't even see the collar pin his reporter was wearing on the left side of his suit.

On the Internet, people are insulting the female Wasp army for her poor protection and inadequate preparation. Some comments are just like the Fourth Army using a pseudonym to vent venom: [***!!***!!*****!!! Local dogs are local dogs!! Facing such a big banquet! You must bring a full set of electric equipment and photosensitive spray. The first time you see those reporters who are sticky like leeches, you should spray them with photosensitive spray and pull up a photomagnetic warning tape in front of the podium! As long as you are When a reporter who has been sprayed with photosensitive spray passes the photomagnetic warning tape, the spray on his body will flash continuously, turning the offender into a moving traffic light! This will arouse the offender's sense of shame and your disgust, so that they will not want to ride directly over your heads to approach the Saint! Idiots! Local dogs! Wasps are a bunch of incompetents! The light actually let Saint Destiny see such a chaotic and disgusting interview scene.

Field!!!】

"Please." Shi Cunjin casually pointed in a direction of the reporters below the stage.

He did not have any qualms about the selection of reporters. If Shi Cunjin was afraid of verbal attacks and swords, he would not have been able to keep the account of anchor Fate.

Then Shi Cunjin's miraculous luck came online for a second at an inopportune moment.

The reporter who jumped out was wearing a silver-gray suit, with white skin and gray hair, and had moth-like features. Two large tufts of downy antennae stood up excitedly like two poisonous snakes, making a "swooshing" sound. When he squeezed out, his antennae occasionally hit reporters from other districts on his left and right (reporters from other districts: Ugh!).

The Star Network hot chat group was suddenly excited: [Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!] [Good job! You squeezed out the reporters inside the Far East!!!]

Apparently, the internet has already popularized the interview process of the past Saints for several rounds. Countless netizens were very excited about the non-internal reporter who was unexpectedly selected by the new Saint. They pushed the post one after another, guessing what the reporter who was obviously from the West District Zerg Clan would ask: [Bloodline!! Please!! Be smart!! According to the rules of the past generations! You are the first interviewee selected by the Saint, and you have the priority to respond!! Ask Saint Fite which family he was born into!!!]

[No, no, no!! I still need to ask the Saint which area I want to live in in the future!! I can’t really live in the Far East forever, right? Don’t do that!]

[Marriage contract!! You must be asking about the marriage situation!! Please ask His Majesty when the ball will be held!! Please ask His Majesty how many queens he plans to choose!!! The number of queens in the past has never been less than three!!!]

[Urgent! Urgent! You can talk about these things later! Ask Saint Fite what he thinks of the Capital Alliance! Ask if our Capital Alliance still has a chance! If not, what does Saint Fite think about splitting off the East Territory into a second main star zone?]

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[I think you are all blinded by the stupid operation of that guy and the Capital Alliance. The real question is what is the genetic level and bloodline talent of this generation of new saints!! You stupid dogs!!]... [Wait, why is that West District reporter still hesitant? 60 seconds have passed and he still hasn't said anything... Damn it, don't waste this advantage by asking a stupid question that the whole universe knows the answer to——]

Banquet table scene.

"We have a question." The reporter from the West District who was assigned to the interview was of course an elite high-level moth species. He was tall, with high brow bones and deep eye sockets. Even though his skin was pale, he could not hide his cold and handsome appearance that was unique to the Gothic style. At this time, his expression was cold and slightly stiff, and his voice was low: "Excuse me, what do you think of the active fourth high-level legion? Have you decided to choose the Wasp Legion as the new generation of the Guardian Army?"

The audience was silent for a moment due to etiquette, and no one was talking to each other. But the Star Network hot chat area was filled with cries of grief: [I’m convinced!!!!] — Similar comments have been collapsed —

[Your Excellency doesn't want you anymore, but you're still swerving. Do you think you'll wake up only when Your Excellency gives you two hard kicks in the stomach and yells "Get out of my Far East District"?] [Why reward the moth species when you've already abandoned them?] […..F**k, that's a metaphor!]

Banquet table scene.

"Hmm..." Shi Cunjin on the podium hesitated and asked the West District reporter calmly: "Are you sure you want to ask this?"

Star Network Howl: [Thank him!!] [Stop being stupid!!] [Your Excellency even gave you a second chance to answer the question!] [Asking you again is already an answer! Ask again!!]

"Yes." The West District reporter said stiffly, "We...that's our question."

"What if I refuse to express my views on the Fourth Army?" Shi Cunjin said gently.

The reporter from the West District opened his mouth for a few seconds, trembled his lips, and then pursed them tightly. Then, he spoke quickly: "According to the interview process, you need to

In response to the first interviewer's question, you should generously answer the first interviewer's questions clearly. This will help spread your generosity and kindness to the world and influence the way the insects in the world view you. All saints in history have never refused. Refusing to answer the first question may cause the insects in the world to hate you..." Just these few seconds.

These few seconds.

Shi Cunjin stretched out his hands and held both ends of the podium, changing his original half-level gaze at the West District reporters. He leaned forward and lowered his head, just like the giant god soldier guarding the sky outside the floating island staring at the ants on the island, looking down at the reporters from the high platform.

These few seconds.

Suddenly.

A kind of huge, terrifying, extreme sensory pressure descended from the sky.

The banquet hall was suddenly filled with the sound of slight cold groans, suppressed screams, and the thuds of bodies sliding off seats and hitting the floor.

There was once again a ten-second-long silence in all the major chat areas on Starnet.

I saw that the giant heavy-duty mechas that were originally suspended quietly in the space suddenly moved.

They stretched out their hands and "gently" placed them on the edge of the floating island. The huge mechanical heads slowly lowered, creating a terrible hurricane of air. The strong wind descended from the sky, and the guests in the open-air main island area were almost unable to breathe. In the terrible air pressure hurricane, the mechanical giant soldier's eye capsule, which was lit with scarlet light energy, slowly looked at the sky covering the entire open-air main island area. The huge and terrifying giant soldier lowered his head and stared at the ants on the island. The movements and postures were exactly the same as those under the holy pavilion on the podium.

"It's best not to refuse the rules." Shi Cun Jin leaned over the podium. Behind him, on the canopy, were three giant heavy weapons hanging in the same direction.

Staring with bloodshot eyes, Shi Cunjin only kept about half a meter away from the tall West District reporter and repeated: "If you refuse, you will be hated and despised."

The scene was silent, and a strong and mixed hormonal odor was faintly spreading. The venue automatically started to spray deodorant, and the deodorant was mixed with medical sedatives. Within ten seconds, the only sounds in the entire venue were the sound of machines running and extremely weak and suppressed breathing. Even the Far East Army and Wasp Army on guard dared not move, and no one dared to breathe loudly.

Even on StarNet, the hot chat area was filled with meaningless and repetitive comments. More than half of the Zerg watching the live broadcast and the scene were shocked.

They were speechless. For the action of the giant mechanical soldiers that synchronized with His Excellency. The AI ​​technology in Fate's hands had developed to such an extent that a look, a movement, a question that could not distinguish good from evil, could trigger the protection mechanism of those giant weapons.

...Oh my god, could it be that the talent of this new generation of saints is the free Al magic of saints, summoning giant soldiers with a thought, and turning 3,600 times in an instant, and the rotation core is precious.

[How dare you embarrass my teacher Shi in person!] The system cursed in Teacher Shi's ear, [How dare you set rules for my teacher Shi! I'm so proud of you. If you say "no" to my teacher Shi again, I'll let you go!!] [Enough, don't move, the cat-eye delegation is still here.] […Okay QAQ I'll just stare at those reporters and stop moving.]

In the silence, the free and unfettered Saint generously broke the silence.

Shi Cunjin stretched out his hand, crossed the podium, and tapped lightly with his fingertips on the topic that the West District Moth Species had been holding high.

“Knock, knock.”

“Knock, knock.”

The fingertips tapped on the microphone, and a muffled and crisp test sound echoed. The West District Moth Reporter barely recovered, his face covered in cold sweat. He was about to apologize, but he heard the always gentle and clear voice asking:

"What about you?" The voice paused for a moment and then read out the name on his work badge: "Mr. Maxim, I refuse to answer you. Are you going to write a press release criticizing my youthful willfulness when you go back?"

The reporter from the West District stared blankly at the pair of moist silver eyes.

Will it?

He looked into those silver eyes that seemed to contain millions of words and smiles. He had good eyesight.

In those silver eyes, he saw a little version of himself, a version of himself that was immersed in the smile of His Excellency.

At this moment, he forgot about the terrifying giant soldiers, the fear and pain, and the responsibilities he had come to fulfill. He even subconsciously covered the work badge on his chest that represented his identity as a member of the West District Moth Clan.

He looked at the silver saint and said word by word: "No. Your will is more important than any rules. If you want to choose the wasp and hate the moth, then hate it."

Star Network Hot Chat Area: [....Wait] [Do the four armies behind you know that you made this decision!!!]

The four military chiefs in the Xinggang area said: "The mission I gave you is this.

Floating island banquet table.

Shi Cunjin smiled and said, "Thank you for your understanding. I will not comment on the Fourth Army, but I can tell you why you should choose the Wasp Army as the new guard."