As a traveler of Blue Star, how can the traditional craft of the annual meeting be lost?

The middle and high-ranking members of the Lin consortium, as well as the hardcore supporters of the military, were invited to Wuthering Castle.

The rest of the consortium members who were not of sufficient rank, Link also gave them red envelopes.

The director of the think tank, Penguin Penny, Ah Fu, Xing Na, and Mr. Cong.

Bob (Kirindo), Alan (Dasaki), Simon (Hidden Alliance), Turtle and the Four Renaissance Brothers (Freemasonry), Mina (Caoyun Gang, and others) of Monster Security.

Quentin in the food business, Fred in the Colosseum, Zhang Ming in the integrated business, Nicole, Anna and Huang Quan in the media department.

Dave and Helen in the tech department.

Li Ziqian, Benjamin and Ludwig in the military.

In addition to this, there are also Inhuman representatives.

Chasing the wind, the cool thief, the bombing chicken, and the cold front.

The four were flattered by the invitation.

The thief works in the think tank of the Lin Consortium, and is barely a middle-level person. Chasing the wind, a small team leader, is not considered a middle-level person. In addition, there are bombing chickens and cold fronts, and being invited to participate in the annual meeting of the Lin consortium highlights an outrageous one.

However, in Link's view, the annual meeting is just to find an excuse to eat and drink at public expense, and to exchange feelings with everyone by the way.

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Of course, it is not necessarily an exchange of feelings, but also an exchange of illness.

At this time, Link stood on the balcony on the second floor, and saw Penguin Penny and Macaw competing, next to treasure hunt rats, rat squads, rubber pythons, curly-haired baboons shouting and cheering, and Blastoise standing in the distance as referees.

The two competed in the project, and it turned out to be who sprayed the farthest water.

Now that the contest has reached a fever pitch, Penny the penguin picks up the kettle, drinks it tonnes, and then takes a sharp breath, and a string of water jets spews out violently, splashing down on the sand, clearly marking the location.

The blastoise glanced at the location, and immediately opened its big mouth and grinned: "Kami, Kami, Kami~"

The macaw glanced at it and snorted unconvincedly: "It's not just two meters three, see how easy it is for me to break it!" ”

The macaw drank water in a different way, plunged directly into the bucket in front of him, relied on the sesame mung bean-sized nostrils on the huge metal beak, and lifted it suddenly, performing a parrot to absorb water, washing his mouth full, and then his head stretched out of the bucket, puffing out his mouth and spraying into the distance.

A wisp of water arrow flew out and hit the sand in the distance, leaving a trail.

In the end, it was announced that the macaw had won the game by a narrow margin. The pets around cheered and became lively again.

Link looked at it and shook his head, and sure enough, it was a patient exchange conference.

Penguin Purney's usual wise image was actually reduced by the macaw today.

Several players who have been invited over are chatting in a small kiosk in the corner of the garden with various snacks.

Because of Link, the relationship between the four is also extraordinarily good.

Leng Feng was successful in transferring to special forces, coupled with the electromagnetic Gauss sniper rifle built by Helen, his strength has increased by leaps and bounds.

Bombing Chicken has also been favored by several elders of the Moon Shadow Council because of the "Druid Brother" and his special relationship with Link, and now the Moon Shadow Council is basically called as an elite.

"I remember the jokes you made to me before, but now they're all sour!" Leng Feng raised his eyebrows and pointed at the three of them and said.

The Cool Thief immediately raised his hand and clarified, "I wasn't there at the time, so I didn't laugh at you!" ”

Leng Feng glanced at it and snorted angrily: "Forget it, Chasing Feng said that when you watched it on the forum later, how bright your smile was." ”

The Cool Thief immediately glared at the chasing wind beside him, but he didn't expect this guy to sell him like this.

Chasing Feng held back a smile and shrugged helplessly: "To be honest, we can't blame us for thinking too much......" Glancing back as he spoke, he didn't see Li Ziqian's figure, but he still lowered his voice a little, "You ask yourself, after being valued by the leader-level NPC, in the camp tent in the middle of the night, there are just two men, and there are all kinds of strange screams, and every time you sweat profusely, you are carried out weakly, don't you think much about you?" ”

Leng Feng's face turned red after a "rub", and his explanation was a little stammering: "At that time, I hadn't successfully transferred to another job, so I definitely can't tell you the content of the trial!" If it had been exposed in advance, I might not have been the first player to switch to the Special Forces. ”

Bombing Chicken sighed: "But now you are beautiful, and as soon as you send the strategy forum, the suffering of this little half a month has been whitewashed all at once, and you have become the object of envy of everyone." ”

"That's it! Who would have known that the hard condition for transferring to a special forces unit was to fight with Captain Li a hundred times with hand-to-hand. Although you have been abused with blood a hundred times, you are not at all lost. I thought my martial artist was the bloodiest, but I didn't expect the special forces to have a bug specialty, so I want to change to the special forces now. ”

"Steel, increased stamina and armor by 100%. If I were to give me this perk, combined with my newly learned druid Transfiguration: Bear, how high the HP and armor would be. Bomber Chicken envied.

Leng Feng was triumphant, and the resentment that he had been gay by NPCs on the forum before was swept away.

"Hmph, I'm envious now, a hundred times of fighting with my bare hands, it's not just talking, I've only come to this day with my courage on my back."

The second floor of the Whistling Castle.

There was a knock at the door, and Anna, dressed in a satin knee-length gown, stood at the door with red wine: "May I come in?" ”

"Come in."

Today's Anna was different from the past, stepping on a pair of slender high heels and cautiously walking to the balcony.

Link helped him out: "Why are you thinking about wearing high heels today?" ”

"The boss personally invited him to attend the annual meeting, if he didn't wear a grand dress, wouldn't it be a shame to refute the boss?" Anna countered "choking".

Link smiled lightly and took a sip of red wine: "It's all your own people here, so you don't have to be restrained." ”

Anna's eyes widened: "Really? ”

"When did I lie to you?"

With Link's reply, Anna bent down slightly, unbuttoned her high heels, her white and slender legs did not shrink at all because she lost her high heels, the ten green jade toes were white and cute, she took off her shoes and stepped on the ground barefoot, the elegant princess temperament suddenly turned into the liveliness of an elf, Anna's whole expression was a lot easier, and she spit out a breath of turbidity: "It's easy now." ”

Then he blinked his eyes and said strangely, "Can I ask you a question?" ”

Link motioned for Anna to ask.

"Why don't you take advantage of the victory and pursue it and destroy the Cult of the Mechanics directly?"

"That's a good question." Link first praised it, and then replied solemnly, "Although the losses of the Mechanicus Cult are not small, the emaciated camels are bigger than the horses, and their overall strength is still strong. The biggest problem is that the personal strength of the mechanical pioneers is already comparable to that of an entire army, and a rash attack will only give away the advantage. And now that it's winter, both the Mechanics and the Wasteland Gang will be plagued by resources, and I'll wait for discord within their alliance. And this discord takes time to ferment. ”

Anna nodded as if she didn't understand: "Then tomorrow is the New Year, do you have any plans?" After speaking, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Link shook his red wine glass and took a sip, his mouth sour, slightly sweet and sour.

"Tomorrow's words...... I'm going to see an old friend I haven't met before, and see how I gave her the last gift. ”