"It's no use if you're interested; Sang Ning has to be interested and willing to tell us too."
At this point, Emmanuel complained about the progress of the Human History Research Center, "I'm just wondering, it's been more than a year since the Human History Research Center went to planet E72."
"But their progress is very disappointing; they still haven't uploaded Sun Tzu's Art of War."
"Is it possible that the Human History Research Center is not progressing too slowly, but rather that there are too many good things about pure-blooded humans?"
Elliott spoke a fair word, but Emmanuel and Louis wouldn't listen.
The two of them unilaterally concluded that the slow progress of the Human History Research Center had nothing to do with the quantity of good materials.
He also advised Elliott to be upright himself and not to speak for the Center for Historical Anthropology with a biased stance.
They won't have a good ending.
Elliott was speechless; these two must have had their brains damaged by a meteorite.
He wanted to argue back, but he felt that arguing with two people who seemed to have mental issues was not a pleasant thing.
He wasn't confident he could win against two opponents at once.
So it's best to keep quiet.
However, Louis and Emmanuel didn't give him a chance to shut up, and the two of them pulled him aside to discuss what kind of military strategy Sun Tzu's Art of War was.
Not only that, seeing that they were lagging behind, Mu Tao and the others stopped and waited for the three of them to come forward.
Then, upon hearing the words "Sun Tzu's Art of War," Mu Tao and the others developed a strong curiosity about it and began to chime in.
After that conversation, the entire topic immediately revolved around Sun Tzu's Art of War.
This topic was discussed until it reached the production team, at which point it finally stopped.
As for the outcome of the discussion, I'm sorry, there was no result.
Because nobody knows the true content of Sun Tzu's Art of War, including Sang Ning.
She knew about the Thirty-Six Stratagems and that some of the strategies were derived from Sun Tzu's Art of War, but she didn't know the specific content of the two books.
After all, she wasn't a martial artist and had no interest in military strategy.
I know about Sun Tzu's Art of War and the Thirty-Six Stratagems because they are both very famous, but knowing them is not the same as understanding them.
Therefore, Sang Ning's answer was—
"Don't ask me, I don't know the specifics."
"But I can promise you that if the Center for Human History Research hasn't unearthed Sun Tzu's Art of War or the Thirty-Six Stratagems by the time I get back, I can scan the contents and send them to you in advance. How about that?"
That's a good option.
Absolutely.
"Then it's settled."
Emmanuel's glasses lit up, and Elliott and the others had the same expression.
Sang Ning hummed in agreement. "It's settled."
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Old Lai urged, "Stop chatting, let's hurry inside for the celebration banquet."
At this point, he winked at everyone, "This is the first time the production team is holding a celebration party, so everyone can eat, drink, and have fun to their heart's content."
"There's no need to save money for the director; he's got plenty."
Sang Ning and the others exclaimed, "!!!"
The director, who had just come out and heard his employees talking badly about him, changed his expression from a beaming smile to a blank one.
When you want to kill someone, you can't hide it in your eyes.
The director's gaze is very unfriendly as he looks at Old Lai.
"If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."
A familiar voice suddenly rang out, and Lao Lai, who was turning his head to talk to Sang Ning and the others about the director, froze.
Like a rusty, emotionless robot, he clattered and turned his head toward the direction from which the sound came, only to meet the director's piercingly intense gaze.
Old Lai, "..."
Help!
Is it too late to run away now?
"Too late!"
As if knowing what he was thinking, the director said in a calm, emotionless voice, "Ledodo, talking badly about the director behind his back, three months' salary will be deducted."
"Yes, Director! As you command, Director! Recorded, Director!"
A flash of red light appeared at the main gate, and a phoenix with magnificent tail feathers and a body covered in flames materialized within the red light.
With one wing positioned in front of it, it addressed Sang Ning and the others, "Welcome, brave warriors, to the Brave Ones Building. I am Phoenix, the mastermind behind the Wilderness Survival program!"
As it spoke, it pointed its other wing at the director, "Let me formally introduce you to this bald uncle..."
"He's not bald."
The director, looking displeased, corrected him, "I'm naturally beautiful, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."
"Okay, naturally beautiful bald director."
Phoenix readily agreed and introduced her to Sang Ning and the others again, saying, "You all heard that, right? Just call her Lili next time."
"My name isn't Lili!"
The director broke down and shouted, "I am Allo Nicol Augustus Actonnoël Licock."
Sang Ning and the others were confused.
Is such a long name for real?
She should be called Lili.
Although the same trough has many no openings, Lili has fewer characters, making it easier to pronounce.
but--
The guide doesn't like the name Lili.
so···
They exchanged glances, and Sang Ning and the others bowed to the director in unison, saying, "Hello, Director!"
"Okay, okay!"
These are the hopes of the new world, and a group of polite and not at all troublesome hopes at all.
Looking at Sang Ning and the others, the director's emotions, which had been driven to the brink of collapse by Phoenix, were miraculously healed.
He said with a broad smile, "You must have had a long journey!"
"...No hardship at all!"
It's quite comfortable. There's plenty to eat and drink, lots of fun, and I sleep well. Compared to my days on that desolate planet, these past few days back have been pure bliss.
"Whether what you're saying is true or false, let's go to the victory celebration first."
With a gesture of invitation, the director smiled and said, "Let's go, warriors. First, attend the victory celebration banquet, and then we'll give you your rewards."
Now that the rewards have been redeemed, it's time to get straight to the point.
If we don't get to the point soon, those old guys really won't be able to stop them from coming out and snatching people away.
Thinking about what needed to be done next, the director wanted to just quit and leave.
However, no, he had to hold out until Old Gu arrived and took Sang Ning away, no matter what.
The director looked at Sang Ning from left to right but couldn't find anything special about her; she was just an ordinary pure human.
However, this ordinary purebred human was a direct descendant of one of the pioneers.
What's even more outrageous is that this descendant actually signed up for survival on a desolate planet, and, of all people, was selected.
Then, Old Gu and his group, who had been completely invisible for countless years since completing their studies and leaving the Central Star, all reappeared.
Remembering the threats Gu Shiqian used to threaten him when he contacted him and asked him to take care of Sang Ning, the director thought he might as well kick Sang Ning out of Central Star.
This is a problem.
However, he had no choice but to accept this trouble, and then he was filled with despair.
"Old Lai, you take care of them. I have some things to take care of first, then I'll come back."
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