Slightly stunned, the moment Mu Cheng's eyes looked at him and asked this sentence, Fang Ran was wondering if the other party who had an intuition had already guessed something, so he smiled and asked back.

"Sister Orange, do you have one too?"

The quiet and seriousness just now was like an illusion, and the next second, Mu Cheng folded his hands on the table and continued to lie lazily, looking away and muttering.

"I won't tell you."

Feed... You probably didn't say what you said before, and as a result, your life was peaceful...

When Fang Ran couldn't help but think so, he saw Mu Cheng looking at the people who were discussing on the other side, and his eyes recovered and he recalled with some distraction:

"The eldest young master was already there when I joined the night game, except for the magician, the magician, and the resuscitation sister, he was the first member to voluntarily join, although I have always wondered why he did this because he likes to be free and unwilling to be restrained."

"Speaking of which, the eldest young master is always the most concerned about all kinds of things in the bureau, but I always thought it was because he was bored..."

Hearing Mu Cheng, the only one in the children's group who was relatively old, say such a thing, and picking up a doughnut and lime who hadn't moved her mouth, she also thought about what happened to the eldest young master since she joined the night game.

And Fang Ran, who had only seen the eldest young master for a few days, was surprised by the eldest young master who had left an indelible impression on himself from the first moment.

What kind of unknown past does it have that will be followed by Emma, who is like a real person, to become a member of the night game.

"The national war is the same, and this time I came back early..."

Listening to the small voice of the lime that I always felt unwilling to admit, the orange lying on the table lazily closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep.

"It's ~ 吶 ~ Obviously a playboy with his own mechanical girl who waves all over the world~"

"Sister Orange, you should reflect on it here, and so should you, Jota."

"Yes... I'm sorry..."

“すみませんんん~~”

Looking at Jota and Mu Cheng, who obediently admitted their mistakes and dragged out their voices without repentance under Lime's severe criticism, Fang Ran was a little surprised and speechless and complained:

"Is it the same for the national war... How to say, such a responsible approach is really a little out of proportion to his Qingqi painting style. ”

Hearing him say everyone's thoughts, Mu Cheng opened his eyes droopily, glanced at the cup in front of him quietly, and then closed it peacefully and yawned lazily.

"Well, it's probably the same as why he joined the night game, it's because of Sister Yesheng..."

Sister Yesheng...?

It was rare to talk about this with his companions in the night game, and while Fang Ran was stunned when he heard Mu Cheng say this, Jota added in a whisper while holding the milk cup.

"After all... Sister Yesheng is so good... Helped me a lot when I first woke up..."

"My mother's illness was also given me a treatment medicine after Sister Yesheng found out, and it began to improve slowly."

Gou Yu, who had been sitting next to Fang Ran and listening quietly to everyone's chat, also put down the teacup and spoke softly and calmly.

"Actually, although this kind of thing is a means to solve hidden disputes on the surface, it is not very important for most participants who join a faction and just want to find the same kind,"

"In the last national war, I didn't feel anything like the belief or fighting spirit to win from my opponent, but more as a business that would almost admit defeat when the mission was reached."

Speaking of this, Lime took a small bite of the donut in her hand, and glanced quietly over there to make sure that she would not be heard, while she was a little embarrassed to speak at this age, but still muttered quietly:

"So everyone wants to win the national war just because Sister Yesheng wants to win, although their reasons are different, but everyone wants to do something for Sister Yesheng,"

"The eldest young master, he should think the same way..."

Hearing these words, Fang Ran was suddenly a little distracted, and at the same time, from the memory of the night when the Maserati exploded in the firelight and Ye Sheng hugged him to avoid the backwater attack, he remembered a lot in an instant, although from that time he knew that everyone in the bureau was extremely important to Ye Sheng, and Ye Sheng was also an indispensable existence for everyone.

But the connection seemed deeper than he had imagined.

This... Maybe it's called 'bonding'...

For some reason, this word popped up in Fang Ran's mind, as if something lit up in his heart.

"Then what was the situation of our previous national war?"

Shaking his head slightly, he threw out the inexplicable feeling just now out of his mind, Fang Ran asked this question, and then saw the action of the lime biting the doughnut.

"I've only participated once, and I lost last time."

Forehead... Didn't you just say that the other party has no will to fight or have faith...

"The national war before that....?"

Slightly speechless and embarrassed for a second, Fang Ran tentatively asked Mu Cheng who was lying on the side, and then saw Mu Cheng silently put on the hat of the little buried cloak.

"I lost last time."

Fang Ran: "......"

Speaking of which, it seems that I did hear Sister Fu say that the night game is a relatively weak force...

"And the previous one..."

"From the formation of night wars, the formation of world forces tends to be stable, and the national war established will only be carried out once every four years, and our current night war was established almost ten years ago, and there were probably only two national wars before this time."

Hearing that Fang Ran seemed to want to ask about the earlier national war, this time it was Gou Yu, who had already understood the relevant knowledge, who answered him.

"Anyway, what are the rules of the national war, why did we all lose, I feel that everyone in the bureau is not weak..."

Listening to this record of losing twice in total, Fang Ran slapped his forehead and asked speechlessly.

"That's... Fang Ran, compared to the strength of everyone in the game, the main reason for our night game is actually that there are fewer people..."

"Fewer people?"

Seeing Jota weakly explain the root cause to himself, Fang Ran blinked in confusion, and then Mu Cheng, who still participated twice, looked at himself lazily and said with salted fish eyes:

"Well~ There's no way, after all, in addition to the three rank battles of three members in each rank whose strength has reached the basic combat power of C, there are also group battles that require the size of the force to be enough to fight ten B-level, although everyone in our bureau is good at B-level, but because there are not so many people, they still lose one directly."

"It's because the number of people is not enough, obviously we won the last C-level battle and the B-level battle, and the other party is bullying us for the short time of the establishment of the night game..."

At the mention of this, Lime snorted very dissatisfied, and Fang Ran looked at her very angry and frowned slightly:

"There are three people in each of the A-level, B-level, and C-level positions, plus a total of four team battles, so if we win twice, shouldn't we at least be a draw?"

"No, the rule of the national war is that if the victory is the same, the side that wins the A-level battle wins, after all, the cutting-edge combat power is the key to judging whether a force is strong or not."

"Even if Sister Yesheng's immortal cultivator's ability is very comprehensive and strong, but after all, the inheritance time is still short, and it is difficult to win in the face of the opponent's A-level who has at least ten years of experience, not to mention that the other party has two A-ranks, oh, by the way, although the rules of the national war require three people per rank, the A-level battle is generally dissatisfied."

Listening to Mu Cheng lying on the table and saying this in the tone of dry and salted fish, the memories in his mind suddenly turned back, and the memories of the past came flooding back.

-'You can't kill that monster'-

- 'But if you can't do it at all, those are just a flash in the pan, and you are just dying in vain!' ’-

-'That's my business, I'm going to get the reward for this scene and prove it to everyone with my own efforts...'-

-'I'm strong enough to hold the weight of this spiritual abyss!' ’-

...

In the hunting scene, the words of Ye Sheng's quarrel with him surfaced, and finally turned to the sunny ward not long ago, Ye Sheng looked at herself and smiled softly, and the wind ruffled a few strands of her hair.

- 'No matter how hard you work, I want to win the next national war.' ’-

"It's... What about it..."

In the end, Fang Ran, who had thoughts drifting away in his head, said a little dumbfounded, and then was interrupted by the argument between Hua Ling and Su Qun on the other side.

"Huh? What happened to Sister Hua Ling? ”

Lime also noticed the voice on the other side and asked strangely, and listened quietly for a while, Gou Yu barely deduced a rough uncertain opening from the words that could only be heard:

"It seems that Sister Hua Ling opposes Brother Su Qun's appearance as a participant...?"

"Really... Hawkers~ This is normal, after all, Su Qun was injured so badly because Hua Ling was so seriously injured last time, and it is inevitable that she will blame herself and worry..."

Obviously wearing a small buried cloak and looking like a dry dead house, Mu Cheng leaned on the table and said with a kiss from a picture of the vicissitudes of life:

"But if we use more magic to make this A-level combat power this time, even if no one plays in the C-level battle, we still have a chance to win..."

"That's... Sister Resuscitation seems to be calling us over..."

Jota, who was cowering in his chair, noticed that Resuscitation beckoned them to come over, and although it was especially strange that something was wrong, several of them all got up and went over there to find their places.

Then when they all looked at Yesheng, they heard her raise her inky pupils and speak calmly:

"Although it was a bit abrupt, I decided to give up this national war."

The moment the words fell, the expressions of all the members of the Night Bureau, who had been relaxed for the last second, suddenly froze, and they were surprised why she suddenly said such a thing, and they were all stunned and silently digesting this fact.

But also at the moment when she just finished speaking, there were people who couldn't accept it and couldn't help but ask the reason.

Fang Shu made the smile on his face fade, looked at her with a slight frown, and was silent for a moment before slowly asking:

"Why?"

On the other side, the eldest young master also raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and then returned to calm and spoke seriously:

"Yesheng, are you serious?"

It was very unexpected and natural, after hearing the words of giving up the national war from Ye Sheng's own mouth, the first to react was the most unrighteous magic envoy and the eldest young master on weekdays.

"Well, that's right, I've thought about it for a long time and decided to give up this victory in the national war."

Yesheng nodded in confirmation, without the slightest hint of joking.

"Sister Sheng..."

Hua Ling beside her murmured incredulously, Su Qun frowned at this decision, and the magician and Fu Fu glanced at each other, both of them saw it in each other's eyes and didn't know.

Meng Lang, who was also stunned, quietly glanced at the uncle, and saw him shaking his head imperceptibly, sighing and doubting in his heart.

What's going on?

And the 'children's group' who just arrived here, Mu Cheng and Lime were even more confused.

It was not clear to everyone why Yesheng suddenly said such a thing on the eve of the national war.

Looking at the others who also seemed to be unaware, the eldest young master raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Sheng and asked.

"Can you explain why?"

Thinking back to the little prophecy he heard on the phone not long ago, Yesheng should have maintained the agreement with Shui Linlang in the end, and changed the unspoken ones to other reasons.

"The degree of recovery of the group is not yet risky, uncle is not within the rules because of the damage to the strength, so we currently do not have a suitable candidate for the C rank, put all the bets on the B level and A level battle, for us who have already been absent from the team battle, even if such a victory is obtained, there is no real meaning."

"Rather than making useless efforts, I hope that everyone will give up the idea of winning and treat this national war as an ordinary form of exchange."

Listening to Ye Sheng say such irrefutable words, the atmosphere suddenly became a little dull, and the lack of numbers caused no one to even play in a certain rank was a fatal flaw in the night game.

The magic envoy who originally wanted to say something was silent for a moment, the eldest young master raised his eyebrows and did not speak, and Meng Lang looked at the appearance that this C-level battle could not even be carried out, so he could only dispel the original idea of using special rules to fool Fang Ran into the game, and sighed in his heart with a headache.

There's no way, it seems that I can only say that I have concealed my strength here, but it is actually C-level...

But just a second before Meng Lang spoke, he couldn't accept giving up this time to make this A-level opportunity to make this more magical, Su Qun looked at Ye Sheng's calm opening:

"Sister Sheng, I..."

"Needless to say, Su Qun, I agree with Xiao Ling, I can't let you take this risk."

But before he could speak, Yesheng shook his head slightly, refusing his request to continue fighting.

"That..."

Then, at this moment, a voice that seemed to be due to the seriousness of the atmosphere and did not know that it was appropriate for him to speak now sounded behind everyone.

Hearing whose voice it was, everyone looked at him in surprise, and then under the gaze of all the members of the Night Bureau,

Fang Ran had an innocent expression of 'what are you arguing about', and said words that made everyone else stunned.

"I'm C-grade."

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