However, his words shocked the other person, who even stood up.
"Holy crap, how did you know about this?!"
Holy crap!
Even the person who said it jokingly was shocked.
A fictionalized account is not nonsense, and an adaptation is not random fabrication.
He was just talking nonsense, trying to make fun of the other person, and he didn't expect it to actually be true.
"What the hell did you say?"
I asked again, unsure, since this was such a shocking thing.
If that's true, wouldn't it be even more terrifying than a magnitude 18 earthquake?
Keep in mind, this is a gathering of all the forces in this region.
Normally, any large mercenary group could easily make them kneel down and sing "Conquer".
Not to mention all of them.
If this is true, then this area is really going to change drastically.
"I'm the one who should be asking you that! How did you know?"
"...I'm just guessing, do you believe me?"
"..."
That's a really accurate guess!
Hearing the other party's reply, he was speechless.
"Tell me quickly what exactly happened?"
That can't possibly be true.
That's the leader, representing an entire region.
With such immense power, how could those bigwigs possibly agree?
Not only did he not believe it, but everyone else who heard it also didn't believe it. They all stared at the man expectantly, waiting for his answer.
"Hmph, aren't you quite good at guessing? Do I really need to tell you?"
"Of course, I'm not a petty person. Since you've asked so sincerely, I'll mercifully tell you, but..."
"I understand, I understand, boss. Hurry up and bring up the best wine and food, don't neglect my brother!"
Before the other party could finish speaking, he understood immediately and quickly arranged for the boss to serve the best wine and dishes.
The boss was pleased to see this and immediately went to prepare.
soon.
A table of fine wine and food was then served.
He was very satisfied with how well she handled interpersonal relationships.
Without delay, he told them everything he knew.
Everyone was shocked by what he said.
"Are you telling the truth?"
"This time, it's not just the big shots who can participate; even mid-to-lower-level mercenary leaders like us can participate?"
"Nonsense, would I need to lie to you about this? I'm sure everyone in Hope Town will know about this very soon."
The man picked up a piece of meat, looking at these easily shocked people with a hint of disdain. It's not a big deal, why are they so surprised?
Although, when he heard it, he was so shocked that he almost wet his pants.
After all, this news is just too explosive.
It's even more exciting than a chicken balancing a basketball on its head dancing and rapping in front of him.
"Wait a minute, I'm the commander, why didn't I receive any messages?"
"Perhaps you've been forgotten..."
"Bullshit! I'm in charge of a mid-sized mercenary group, how could they forget me? They must think I'm not qualified."
"No, whether what you're saying is true or false, I'm going to go and see for myself!"
If this is true, does it mean that he can also participate as the leader?
If it succeeds, it will be incredible!
If one truly becomes the leader, power, wealth, and beautiful women are inevitable.
But more than anything, I wanted them to experience what it felt like to kneel on the ground and sing "Conquer".
Thinking of this.
The man suddenly stood up and ran outside in a flash.
The man's sudden action caused a moment of silence in the tavern, but then, as if realizing something, many people also hurriedly ran after him.
As they left, one by one, as if their homes were on fire and their backsides were on fire.
The person who first revealed this information shook his head dismissively: "You're all making a fuss over nothing. Is it too late to run over now? They're waiting for you on purpose, aren't they?"
"What a bunch of idiots... Holy crap, wait a minute, I'm the idiot! That bastard hasn't paid yet!"
With a snap.
He slammed his hand on the table, wanting to chase after the person, grab them, and bring them back to pay the bill.
But the tavern owner was faster, smiling as he and his staff stood guard at the door.
Those bastards ran off too fast before, none of them paid their bills. Now that there's only one left, how could we let him get away again?
Not long after.
A person in the kitchen was washing bowls piled up as high as a small mountain, tears streaming down their face and looking aggrieved.
[...]
The central area of Hope Town.
A six-story building stood there.
Its vast territory demonstrates its authority.
As the only tallest building in Hope Town, its construction, though not particularly luxurious, exudes grandeur.
It has a vintage feel to it.
Ancient and weathered.
The security was extremely tight.
There's a guard every three steps and a sentry every five steps.
The patrol personnel were all fully armed and solemnly scanned all suspicious objects.
Armored vehicles were parked all around the streets.
Each armored vehicle carries several people, ready to respond to any emergencies.
In the courtyard.
A row of cars, each with its own unique characteristics, were parked there.
There were also many armed personnel patrolling around the vehicle.
During normal times, outside vehicles are not allowed to park in the courtyard.
But things are different today.
Special events bring people together, and ordinary rules are no longer observed.
Only by strengthening defenses can greater security be ensured.
Inside the building.
Meeting room.
The rows of seats were all occupied.
Arranged according to status and position.
This situation did not cause any dissatisfaction among anyone; on the contrary, it was taken for granted.
In this area, you want to climb higher and stand further.
It's not just about one's background, but also about one's own abilities.
Otherwise, no one will obey or respect them.
If neither of these two points is present, then it is ultimately wishful thinking and a pipe dream.
He's just a nobody.
In response to this.
This rule applies not only in this area, but also elsewhere.
[...]
"By the way, if I remember correctly, everyone participating this time should at least be a team leader, right?"
In the very last corner of the inner hall.
Luo Chen asked the person sitting next to him, somewhat speechless.
That man was called Lao Tie, and he was also a member of the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group.
Rank: Deputy Captain.
He was also a veteran of the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group.
I was already in the group when it was founded, and I have worked diligently for many years, although I haven't achieved anything great.
However, he is a steady person and gets along well with the other members of the group.
He should have held the position of deputy commander, or even captain.
But Lao Tie didn't care about these empty titles at all, and even declined the position of vice captain in every possible way.
If he hadn't been unable to refuse in the end, Lao Tie would have preferred to be a team member and enjoy the freedom.
The old man looked up and saw nine seats at the very front.
It represents the identity of the highest ruler in this region.
All nine seats were already occupied.
Sitting in the center is Jiang Tao, the administrator of Hope Town.
The four on the left and four on the right represent the leaders of the eight major mercenary groups.
Old Tie withdrew his gaze and replied to Luo Chenxiao beside him, "Didn't the leader tell you that you would be in charge of leading the team at this meeting to represent our Iron Wolf Mercenary Group? Didn't you already know that?"
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