Chapter 383 [Sun Wukong is gone]

Generally speaking, there are two possible situations in which a group or a force is strong.

In the first case, a group of outstanding talents suddenly emerged in this group, as if mushrooms after a rain, a group of outstanding talents were gathered in the same time period, relying on these people as the backbone, these people have a clear division of labor, cooperate with each other, and develop the team. Generally speaking, such a situation of the same group of talents will be called in various fields with some terms similar to the "golden generation". For example, during the Meiji Restoration in Japan, a large number of famous ministers and famous generals gathered in the same era like sows giving birth. And if you go back a few decades, or a few decades back, you can't find a similar situation where a large number of talents are concentrated.

This is what the so-called "golden generation" means.

In the second case, the sudden strength of a group or force is due to the emergence of a super strongman who is particularly powerful, outstanding, far beyond his peers, and can easily crush most other people of his time.

The most typical example is the Monkey King.

Don't get me wrong, it's not the one that will turn into a Super Saiyan, but the monkey who keeps Tang Seng going to the West to learn scriptures.

It stands to reason that the average strength of the team is simply second- or third-rate.

Along the way, there are nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, and a few monsters are killed by relying on Marshal Tianpeng and General Rolling Blinds?

If it weren't for the monkey beating all the way, Tang Seng would have cooked it eight hundred times.

With such a super-first-class master as Dasheng in the team, then the others can basically follow behind and paddle behind.

Of course, the same examples are Argentina and Maradona in the '86 World Cup.

......

"So, what kind of sword mountain and sea of fire does it belong to?" Chen Xiaolian looked at Qiao Yifeng with a calm gaze.

“...... The latter one. Qiao Yifeng sighed, his tone seemed a little helpless.

"You mean...... Your team is like ...... A foursome?" he said. Chen Xiaolian nodded: "It's not bad." The sword mountain and the sea of fire should be exactly four people. He suddenly laughed: "So, in your four-person group, who is Sun Wukong? Who is Zhu Bajie?"

Qiao Yifeng sighed: "At a young age, how vicious it is to speak." He looked at Chen Xiaolian: "I'm just a waste, naturally I won't be the Monkey King." ”

"So. Who is your Monkey King? or...... To put it simply, since your team is in big trouble, then in other words, your Monkey King, something is wrong?"

“...... Yes. ”

......

Huge halls, cold corridors.

The walls are all cold metallic, and the hidden cold light makes the corridor full of a lifeless cold smell.

Nicole's hands were in her trouser pockets, whistling. Walk in.

At the end of the hallway, there is a small door.

The round door resembles a hobbit door, but of course it is not that small, and the material is not wood.

Nicole walked over, took the badge out of her pocket, and swiped it across the scanner next to the door, and soon the door opened automatically, and Nicole walked in.

Inside the door. It was a big room.

Like a basketball court, or a round gladiatorial arena.

In the middle is a wide flat field. A long oval table was set up, on which seven people sit.

Seven projections, to be exact.

The position of the sitting was interesting, and one of them, a man who looked about forty or fifty years old. They sit at one end of the oval table, while six other people sit on the other side.

It looks like a judgment ground!

Nicole's location is surrounded by stands. The stands are significantly taller than the round table in the center, like the spectator seats in a stadium.

Nicole looked at the scene...... There were already quite a few people sitting in the audience, and there were about a few hundred scattered around.

She saw a lot of familiar faces, a lot of familiar friends...... And the enemy.

Nicole sneered, took a random spot, and sat in the corner of the highest floor of the stands, the closest to the door.

The venue was already very large, and there were hundreds of people seated, and the door where Nicole entered and the place where she sat were in the corner, so not many people paid attention to Nicole's arrival.

Even if someone saw Nicole, they wouldn't care.

There are a lot of people in Zero City, some of them just like to change their appearance, and even play Transfiguration, and there are all kinds of weirdos in the major teams. So Nicole's arrival was not eye-catching.

Besides, this is the council of the Senate - there is no way for outsiders to get in!

People believe in Zero City's system, even more than they believe in their glasses and ears.

By the time Nicole sat down, the following meeting seemed to have been going on for some time.

The atmosphere is not pleasant!

......

"Do you have anything else to say, then? According to the rules, you have the right to appeal to the Senate. ”

Sitting at the long oval table, six people on one side, the second of them on the left hand spoke.

It was a woman in a black robe, only with metal veneers on her face, her hair coiled up, she couldn't tell her age, she just listened to the voice, and it seemed that there was a metallic feeling in her voice.

On the other side, the man sitting alone - as if he were on the judgment seat.

The man in his forties suddenly raised his head.

He had several forehead lines on his forehead and crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. I have to say that if his appearance is thrown outside, he is definitely the kind of "handsome uncle" who will make little girls scream.

In the slender eyes, there seems to be a gaze called wisdom, and the eyes are deep and calm.

Gently pursing the corners of his mouth, he spoke, and his voice was gentle and pleasant.

Between his eyebrows, there seemed to be a faint bookish air.

"Is there any point in appealing now?" his eyes swept over the six people across from him, and he shook his head slightly.

The first person on the right spoke.

This is an old man, thin and thin, but his voice is full.

"I know you must be reluctant to accept such a decision, but...... Rules are rules, and Zero City can stand to this day, and it is because of the constraints of these rules that each of us is under the constraints of these rules, not only your swords and fires, but also all of us here. ”

"Yes!" Another patriarch also spoke, his voice was sharper, and his tone was also very indifferent: "You should know very well that the sea of swords and fires has lost almost all of the chips.

You've been at the bottom of City Zero's internal missions three times in a row. In a row of one year, not a single super-A copy has been completed. In addition, in our evaluation, the score of Daoshan Huohai also fell to the lowest level in history.

The internal arena of the seven resident teams, you have also been at the bottom of the six consecutive issues!

Blue Ocean, I think, it's time, it's time to give up!"

......

"So, what's wrong with your Monkey King?"

In another place, in another room, Chen Xiaolian looked at Qiao Yifeng and asked softly.

Qiao Yifeng's face became ugly: "He...... It's gone. ”

"Him?"

"Our regimental commander. Qiao Yifeng smiled bitterly: "If you say who is the Monkey King of our team, then...... That's him!"

"The head of the regiment is gone? I don't understand. ”

A few years ago, he suddenly disappeared, gone, gone, and no one knows where he went. All we know is that before he left, he said he was looking for something. ”

"Something, what?"

He said...... He's going to find an umbrella. ”

...... (To be continued.) )