Chapter 188
The butler glanced at the vampire, and it was obvious that they had different ideas.
The vampire believed that as long as the devil showed up, the current predicament would be solved.
The butler believed that even if the devil showed up, it would just be another big pit.
Green thought about it.
Others urged him to make a decision as soon as possible, and most of them told him that they hoped he would go over and solve the problem as soon as possible.
He hesitated for a moment and agreed, and the butler was very worried.
After sending everyone else away, the butler walked back and stood in front of Green.
"Just say whatever you want to say."
Green patted his knees.
"You slept for too long. Can you feel this?"
The butler asked with some concern.
"I didn't know it at first, but now that you said it, it seems to be true. Does this have any impact?"
Green asked.
"You've been resting for too long. I'm afraid you won't be able to adjust to the fighting state in a short time. What if you lose? It looks like they've put all their hopes on you."
The butler said worriedly.
"If you lose, you'll probably die. I don't need to worry about them. If you live, you'll definitely win, and I don't need to worry about them getting angry at me. Unless my luck is really that bad, it's in between."
Green shook his head.
"What if it's really in between?"
The butler stared at Green.
"What identity are you asking? The butler who is worried about me, the enemy lurking around me, or the people of my clan who hope I win, which one are you?"
Green raised his eyebrows.
"I'm really worried about you."
The butler lowered his head.
"If that's the case, I will find a way to die, and they won't have any trouble with me. The only one you need to worry about is yourself, and you just have to make sure you have a way to survive."
Green replied.
The butler seemed to be hesitant to speak, and in the end he didn't say anything. He just sighed, shook his head, turned around and walked away.
He probably has other things to do.
With the war approaching, it's normal to be busy.
Green thought about it and lay back to rest.
On the day he was supposed to leave, everyone was waiting at his door, and he told them his decision.
Green told them that he had decided to go.
They were very happy, as if they were sure they would survive.
Some people wiped their tears and said goodbye to him, and some people told him that they would definitely miss him.
Some people or fists told him that they would definitely protect the villa and slaves when he was away, because slaves were usually the property of the master.
Servants were mostly civilians and could leave at any time.
Things that could leave at any time were not property and could not be controlled, so there was no need to protect them. They all thought so and said so.
Green just smiled and did not tell them that he would definitely come back or that he would definitely win.
He just said that he would leave then.
Everyone else nodded and looked at him intently.
He disappeared from their sight in an instant.
The location had been decided long ago.
They had told him before, so he knew it.
He even knew the time of the meeting. Someone would pick him up when he arrived, so he didn't have to worry too much. It seemed that even if he didn't come today, he would come sooner or later.
The people here have a firm self-confidence. He doesn't understand where this confidence comes from, but he thinks things seem interesting.
A group of people sat in a room that looked like an office or a living room. The table was long and the chairs were on wheels. They were black, but very soft and thick.
If you sit here in the summer, you might sweat.
But there is air conditioning on the wall.
Although magic can do most things, who would use it when they don't need it?
The other person said a lot of nonsense.
Because I was so sleepy, the more I listened, the sleepier I became, so Green suggested to temporarily stop talking and wait until tomorrow.
The people opposite arranged a small room for him to stay in. It was called a small room, and the sign on the room said it was a presidential suite. It had everything.
Green lay down on the bed and prepared to rest, but for some reason, he vaguely heard a sound coming from outside the door.
"The countryside is a good place, so why don't you go there?
If that place is really that good, why aren't the best educational resources there, the richest people there, and the best days there?
If that place is really that good, why do people in it want to move out? Why are there migrant workers? Why do people who work hard on the land not even have pension insurance when they get old?
If it is really that good, why aren't expensive things there, luxury brands there, and convenient life there? Don't try to fool me."
"You admitted it after all. You just think it is a derogatory word and it is bad."
"Do I still need to admit this? It is true even if I don't admit it. My admission only proves that I am not blind. It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not, you will know it by looking at the situation. No
matter how much you talk, you will not be so determined to run to your own death. I can also brag to you about your so-called good place. But does the exaggeration mean everything?
I advise you to wake up.
Playing dumb will not solve the fundamental problem, just like replacing unemployment with compensation does not mean that those people are dead."
The quarrel outside was getting louder and louder.
Green jumped out of bed and ran to open the door, but there was no one outside.
He was a little confused and closed the door, but just as he closed the door, there was a knock on the door.
He thought there might be a ghost outside the door because he didn't hear any footsteps, but it might also be because he was actually dreaming just now and was too nervous when he woke up, so he didn't pay attention to the footsteps.
He hesitated and opened the door. This time there was someone outside the door, but only one person.
"Is there something I saw you opening the door here just now?"
asked an angel.
"I might have been dreaming, it's nothing."
Green shook his head and replied.
"Okay, sir, if you need anything, you can come to me at any time, we will take care of everything for you. At least while you are here, we will guarantee your safety and needs."
said the angel.
Green nodded.
"It's getting late, so I wish you good night."
said the angel.
Green nodded, closed the door, and lay back on the bed, but soon he heard the noise again. In order to avoid a repeat of the previous situation, he opened his eyes, but he was still very sleepy.
This time the topic of the quarrel changed again.
"Why are you, a person from a small town, so arrogant in front of me? You are lucky to be here. Don't even
think about doing anything else.
I warn you, if things fail, it will be your fault."
"Failure only means that the team is not united. You are all trash. What does it have to do with me? You neither consider me a member of your team nor a trash.
What can I be responsible for?"
"Don't push your luck. I am flattering you just by talking to you. I am being polite to you, but you still quarrel with me, right? You can't beat me."
"That's not necessarily true. Do you want to fight with me now? The loser must apologize, and you can't cause trouble in the future. Do you dare?"
"Don't even think about taking advantage of me. I won't be fooled by you. Do you think that a simple method like provoking me can make me dizzy? I won't agree to it."
"Then what exactly are you trying to say here?"
"I advise you not to be arrogant, not to dream of getting things that don't belong to you, and not to ruin our business."
"I understand. Anything else?"
"You are trash."
"You have said these words many times."
"You have unknown origins, and you were lucky enough to be recognized. Although you have some skills, that's all. It was you who won the battle before, but that was because the Demon King was still resting.
Now that the Demon King has woken up, it will be all your fault if you act rashly and anger him. We will say that whether you admit it or not. The higher-ups will not let you off." "
It's up to you."
The voice sounded familiar.
Green sat on the bed and hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to open the door and go out to take a look. But before he reached the door, there was another knock on the door. He opened the door and it was Su Mozhu.
But Su Mozhu's expression was very strange, as if he didn't know Green at all.
Green was a little suspicious. The man who had just quarreled with Su Mozhu outside the door said that Su Mozhu was rewarded because he lost his memory or was forced to lose his memory and became a useful thug.
"Hello, we have met before."
Su Mozhu looked at Green and said.
"What's the matter?"
Green nodded and asked.
"I have something I want to talk to you alone. Can you let me in?"
Su Mozhu asked.
He actually looked a bit cautious, but after he learned to read Green's first book, he never showed such an expression in front of Green again. Now it seemed really strange.
"Okay."
Green thought about it and let him in.
After closing the door, Su Mozhu had already sat on the sofa, waiting for Green to come over.
It seemed that Su Mozhu was the owner of this room.
"Are you familiar with this place?"
"I booked this room."
"Did they ask you to do it?"
"Not entirely. Although they asked me to handle this matter, I could have chosen a small room. Maybe they would think that a small room would be unfavorable for negotiation, but they might not care about it."
"Do you want to irritate me?"
"I'm sorry to have misunderstood you. I didn't mean that."
"Then why did you come to me? You can't just show off that you have the power to arrange the room before I come, right?"
Green smiled at him and sat on the single sofa next to him.
"Do you smoke?"
Su Mozhu looked at Green and asked.
"No, but these things can be used as cigarettes."
Green took out something from the box.
"Is this your medicine?"
Su Mozhu seemed very curious.
"Yes."
Green nodded and answered.