The so-called meeting has been around since they met, accompanying them through several games and becoming an ingrained part of their team.

This meeting is a meeting for them to mediate disputes within the team, report on their respective situations, etc., and it is held once a day and night.

At this time, Orandu, as the captain, sat on the upper seat, pointed to Nduqi on the side and said, "Then, first, Nduqi, you will report on the situation on your side."

Enkidu "um" and stood up.

Zeyi and the seven of them have a clear division of labor, each of them has his own independent tasks, and he has to report the progress of the day's work to the captain every day.

This is done in order to speed up the efficiency of the upgrade and to address possible shortcomings.

It was only at this time that Enkidu did not chatter and simply reported his work.

"Oh my, it's very simple, that kind of task of finding items is done casually."

When Mali finished his debriefing, he sat back down and waited for the others to report and Orlando's summary.

"Then it's Gilgamesh, your task is only a little easier than Cuchubi's, but with your ability, it should be done."

"No, I'm sorry to say that my mission failed."

An all-out Gilgamesh would fail, something Orlando never expected.

"I met other players who joined forces as a squad and directly occupied the area around that chest."

"It's not your fault, then in order to improve efficiency, try to avoid this team for a while."

Orlando scratched his hair in annoyance, upset by the presence of the wing.

His previous in-game experiences and encounters had taught him that if the team appeared, the guild would soon dominate the leveling area, and it would be difficult for them as small teams and solo players to survive.

It's okay if it's in other games, it's a big deal to grab territory with them, isn't it just a drop of one level, what a big deal.

But here, in this once-in-a-lifetime game, if that happens, the conflict will be over.

Zeyi looked at Orlando, who frowned more and more tightly and kept touching his beard, and explained his thoughts.

"Don't worry, in this game with limited resources, it is very likely that the wing was assembled for the current common good, and once there is a conflict of interest, it will be disbanded instantly."

"I hope so."

Orlando sighed and waved his hand, motioning for Nezha to begin his debriefing.

Nezha stood up a little nervously, looked around, and spoke timidly.

"Today's work...... Lost 10,000 Kohl ......"

Although Zeyi knew that all the money was spent on apologies, but thinking about Orlando's previous style, Nezha may inevitably be criticized this time.

But unexpectedly, several people around seemed to be accustomed to it, and there was no surprise at this.

That's 10,000 kol, but they didn't have any overreaction to the money they could buy 3 pieces of high-quality equipment.

This is so abnormal......

On the one hand, Zeyi felt that Orlando, how could they blame Nezhha, and on the other hand, he didn't want Nezha to be scolded, and his heart was full of contradictions at this time.

What happened in my absence.

It was only after he was lost in thought that Orlando reacted in hindsight, and in order to avoid the incident being noticed by Zeyi, he winked at Nezha.

"Nezhha! Do you know that the team's daily income is only 5,000 kol, and you will spend two days of hard work on your part, let me say hello. ”

Orlando's rebuke brought Zeyi back to his senses, and he looked at the bewildered Nezha and stood up.

"Nezha's loss was an accident, and I will make up for his loss in the future."

"That's it for now, and then it's my own work report."

Orlando hid the happiness in his heart, motioned for Zeyi and Nezha to sit down, and then continued: "Today I went to investigate the situation of the regional boss, and found that no one else has discovered it there yet, which means that we still have a chance."

"As long as we keep up this progress, we will definitely catch up with the frontline players."

Orlando's news won the applause of everyone present, and he himself was much more bland than the eyes of everyone.

"Since Zeyi has just returned and has not been assigned a task, and I am also aware of the completion of Beowulf and Kuchubi's mission, then this meeting, I announce ......"

As Orlando made his final remarks, the wooden door was slammed open, and Beowulf, who had entered, rushed in three steps and two steps with a look of rage, causing Nezha to shrink back in fright.

After him, Kuchubi was much calmer, watching the scene with his hands on his chest.

"Hey, who threw Lao Tzu outside!"

The furious Beowulf didn't realize that he had violated Orlando's taboos.

As the captain, the most unbearable thing for Orlando is for someone to disrupt or even sabotage the team meeting when it is held.

He snorted coldly, there was no warmth in his tone, and he was completely different from the two of them a second ago.

"Did I let me do it, is there a problem?"

Beowulf was stunned at once, and he would not be angry with anyone who was angry with Orlando. At the beginning, he followed Orlando around in order to get Orlando's approval, how could he and dare to confront Orlando at this time.

After swallowing this breath, he sat down in the vacant seat with a gloomy face, and said nothing.

And Cuchubi, who wanted to watch a good show, sat down with a little disappointment when he saw this.

He wasn't as stupid as Beowulf, and he didn't believe Orlando coming up with that kind of solution, and with Orlando's character, he was afraid that he would ignore them and collect the reports of the others first.

The only one who could come up with that kind of trick was the guy sitting next to Nezhha, and looking at his appearance, and thinking of what kind of fox Orlando was talking about, it was self-evident who that guy was.

"Now that the two of you have come to your senses, let's continue the meeting, and the two of you will report on your respective tasks first."

"Beowulf and I completed our mission smoothly and didn't encounter any other players blocking us on the way."

Cuchubi ordered a glass of red wine and drank it, while Beowulf still didn't say anything, obviously sulking.

"Then I'll summarize. Today's income of the whole team is around 4700 kol, because of Nezhha's mistakes, the income is now negative, and I hope you will work harder. ”

When Nezha heard this, she sat there and apologized to the others, feeling sorry for everyone who worked hard.

"It's okay."

"Cole can still make money."

"Nezha, you can just raise the forging level."

“……”

The others accepted Nezhha's apology, kindly comforted Nezha, and didn't have too much anger at the loss of so many Ker, just told Nezha to be serious in the future.

"In the future, the equipment maintenance of the whole team will depend on you, and investment is necessary now, don't have any psychological pressure."

Orlando persuaded Nezha and then declared the meeting over.

"So, a toast to Zeyi's return, a toast to today's harvest."

Everyone ordered their favorite drinks and clinked their glasses, and the former companions finally gathered together again.