Being sent out by Bai Long, Du Ge kept complaining about Bai Long in his heart. If he really wanted fairness, he shouldn't change the rules. Changing the rules in various ways is just to restrict me...
But relying on external forces to restrict Pan Universe Entertainment is no longer feasible.
Unless there is a planet with an interstellar civilization that can rival Pan-Universe Entertainment, but Pan-Universe Entertainment would most likely not dare to provoke such a planet. And how could a civilization with a similar level to Pan-Universe Entertainment not be able to resist soul possession?
Is there no solution? Not necessarily.
At least, Bai Long didn't discover the secret of his time travel and mental power. This was actually a good breakthrough. When Bai Long questioned him, the sudden disappearance of the oppressive feeling was also a bit unusual.
Maybe it has something to do with his original soul.
Although Doug can't figure out the reason yet, these are his trump cards.
As for the second breakthrough, it is his own value.
As long as he can keep the audience fresh on John Carter, he should be forgiven no matter how excessive his actions are.
Compared to mental strength and other things, this is his real life-saving trump card.
I just don't know how Pan-Universe Entertainment will deal with Luo Shuang's planet... Doug sighed silently. It was a failed verification. The sign of the country's demise that the national master said would not be here! But the national master also said that the hope of all living beings lies in themselves.
He couldn't even protect himself now, and he didn't even know where they were in the universe, so how could he help them? It was very likely that the national teacher took the alien warriors' chaos and his help to Luo Shuang in stabilizing the country as a prophecy! ...
Get out of the base.
What Doug saw was a group of students staring at him.
Nan Youlong stood among the soldiers, nodded and smiled at him, his attitude becoming more humble.
"I've said it before, how could Brother Du die on the battlefield?" Gao Ming said excitedly when he saw Du Ge.
"There are people pretending to be Brother Du. If they had Brother Du's ability to control everything, they would have made a name for themselves long ago. Why would they use Brother Du's name?" Yin Erchuan said.
…
Clap! Clap! Nan Youlong led the applause.
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of applause.
Amid cheers of "Long live Brother Du", Gao Ming rushed up and gave Du Ge a big hug, followed by Yin Erchuan (Feng Zhong), Yu Xia (Wang San) and others.
There were a total of 300 people going to the battlefield this time, more than 30 of them survived, and eight of the top ten seats were occupied. It can be said that all this was due to Duger.
At this moment, he has become a hero in everyone's heart.
Success once may be a coincidence, but success over and over again is strength and deserves respect from everyone.
"Congratulations." Nan Youlong finally came up and shook Doug's hand vigorously.
"Staff Officer Nan, how many days have passed this time?" Doug asked. He did not ask Bai Long about the time ratio, and Bai Long did not take the initiative to tell him, but judging from Bai Long's appearance, the time ratio this time should not be very high.
"Ten days." Nan Youlong smiled, "I almost got impatient waiting. Fortunately, I didn't go back, otherwise, I would have to turn around and come back." He reached out and patted Doug's shoulder, "Well done."
Ten days! Doug looked back at the base of Pan Universe Entertainment, with a mocking smile on his face. In order to obtain longer profits, these guys not only changed the rules, but also chose a shorter time ratio. Unfortunately, they were still disappointed!
If they don't make more profit from themselves, the rules of the next alien battlefield will most likely have to be changed...
"What are you thinking about?" Nan Youlong asked.
"Nothing." Doug shook his head, "Let's go!"
Everyone got on the plane.
The surviving soldiers were talking about the alien battlefield, immersed in happiness, as if they had forgotten how dangerous the alien battlefield was.
Except for Feng Zhong, Wang San, Gao Ming and Feng Jiu, all the people who were familiar to Duger were dead. No one knew whether they died during the possession of other bodies or were killed by alien warriors from other planets.
After all, Alien Battlefield is still that meat-grinder where only one in ten survives.
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"Staff Officer Nan, are the results of the other groups' competitions out?" Doug poured himself a glass of red wine, swallowed it in one gulp, and asked.
"Group C is finished, and the whole team was wiped out. Group A and Group D are still in the competition." Nan Youlong said.
When he said this result, his expression did not fluctuate at all, as if he was narrating an insignificant matter.
The winner takes it all.
When resources are not enough to threaten the survival of Qiyuan Star, whether the remaining people win or not is not so important.
Doug looked at Nan Youlong with a smile and asked, "I have made such a great contribution this time, can you open another simulation field for me to play in?"
"Brother Du, Master Du, please don't embarrass me." Nan Youlong smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I told you last time that the resources you captured will not be distributed until next year. The planet's resource reserves are not enough to open a new simulation field. The supplies for the lower-class people have been reduced to the lowest level. It is only because of the good news you brought that they are able to survive and not cause trouble...
Moreover, now even the rules of the alien battlefield have changed. What's the point of you killing everyone in the alien battlefield and then going to the simulation field?"
Alas! Doug sighed, feeling lost.
Whether in the Qiyuan Star Center or on the alien battlefield, he enjoyed the most comfortable life. Many times, he almost forgot that there were still a large number of people living in dire straits on Qiyuan Star! Damn Pan-Universe Entertainment!
"Duge, you won first place in Alien Battlefield again this time. Maybe Pan-Universe Entertainment will give you an extra game. The people above will not open a simulation field just for your entertainment." Nan Youlong said, "Once the extra game is given, the simulation field will be forced to stop, and all resources will be wasted."
"Well, that's enough. I'll go in when our resources are abundant enough to open a simulation field as an amusement park." Doug smiled indifferently. He had the same feeling. Bai Long would not let him rest for too long.
"I hope that day will come!" Nan Youlong smiled and asked, "What are you going to do next? Relax, or do something?"
"Be an official!" Doug glanced at Nan Youlong and said, "But not a pre-war staff officer."
"What do you want to do?" Nan Youlong asked.
"Publicity." Doug said.
"Promotion?" Nan Youlong was stunned. "What promotion?"
"In this Alien Battlefield, my keyword is loyalty, but in the process, I experienced a feeling of being the child of destiny."
Doug poured himself another glass of wine, raised it in front of his eyes and shook it gently to allow the red wine to fully oxidize. His face was filled with leisurely memories, "Staff Officer Nan, you know the child of destiny, right? It's the kind of person who is assisted by God in everything he does, and he can never go wrong. Even if he makes a mistake, he will gain something. He can turn misfortune into fortune and turn disaster into blessing. I have to say, that feeling is really wonderful..."
"Are you going to bring out your skills again?" Nan Youlong interrupted him.
"What goes up, follows." Hearing Nan Youlong's excuse, Doug chuckled, as if he had been seen through, "My words and deeds will be subconsciously imitated by those who are not as powerful as me."
Nan Youlong looked a little strange: "So, you became the Minister of Propaganda because you want more people to imitate you?"
"Yes." Doug nodded. "The mode of the alien battlefield has changed. I can only enter one battlefield at a time. The more people imitate me, the greater our chances of winning. This is good for the future of the entire Qiyuan Star."
"It will be good for you too, right?" Nan Youlong shook his head and asked with a smile.
"No." Doug shook his head decisively. "If I had brought out the second skill, Loyalty and Righteousness, it might have been more beneficial to me, but the first skill is of no benefit to me personally."
"Actually, it's OK if there are benefits." Nan Youlong said with a smile, "If you can always bring back resources for Qiyuan Star, the position of president will be yours. It's a good thing that the lower-class people have a good impression of you."
"Really not." Doug said, "Staff Officer Nan, I really want to verify the matter of the Child of Destiny. Do you know why I came out later than them?"
"Why?" Nan Youlong asked.
"Bai Long kept me here." Du Ge looked at Nan Youlong and said, "He said that I might be the son of destiny of Qiyuan Star."
A sentence.
There was silence in the cabin.
Gao Ming and others turned to Doug collectively, with surprise in their eyes.
Everyone present was alert and alert. Although they were chatting and laughing, their attention was always on Doug. After all, he was the center of everyone, and his every move affected everyone's future.
When everyone heard the news for the first time, they were shocked.
They don't know who Bai Long is.
But at the Pan-Universe Entertainment base, there would be no one else who could keep Doug. Since it was an evaluation given by the Pan-Universe Entertainment people, it must be true! The child of destiny?
This is awesome! No wonder he is so outstanding among tens of millions of people...
Nan Youlong looked at Du Ge, his expression changed several times. He picked up the bottle of red wine on the table and took a big gulp. Then he looked at Du Ge with red eyes and asked, "Did Bai Long really say that?"
"Yes, that's what he said." Doug was sure that they would not ask Bai Long to verify it, so he shrugged and said, "Otherwise, why would a lazy person like me suddenly want to be an official!"
(End of this chapter)