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I still like myself as I imagine myself.

The sun gently shines on the earth, and the situation of emitting heat all the time makes people come to summer in a trance, but in fact, it is not a few days away from the wet and cold season, and it is obviously the Gobi region, but it seems to rain all the time, and I really don't know where the spring is going.

For me...... yet

I'm afraid that any weather is meaningless......

In the slightly pale sky, there was no coolness at all, only the heat that made people reluctant to speak.

I walked slowly back from Modi......

Silently returned to the courtyard, remembering the last time I came, there was still some snow on the ground, but it seemed like it was just yesterday's work, and the ground seemed to have been evaporated, whether it was the melting snow, or the rain that fell yesterday, except for some sludge that could confirm that someone had indeed been here.

There is no trace of evidence that it has rained and snowed here.

I walked quietly into the room, though sometimes it was rude to say goodbye.

But......

Sometimes, it's just an uncontrollable event.

Just as I was thinking about how to explain my behavior to Uncle Cheng, or whether Mu Jian would be a little confused about my halfway behavior.

I heard that the small house seemed to be full of voices like this.

The Revolutionary Party agreed to make peace...... And let's join the war on the orcs as well......"

A young man in a crisp shirt and pen pants stood inside the room and said to the people inside.

There seemed to be a lot of people crowded in the small room, and it was bustling to say, but there were always a lot of people, three in groups of two, discussing something.

"Orcs?"

There seemed to be people in the room who didn't know what was going on, and in fact maybe I didn't either.

"It's the group of guys who captured the dynasty's territories at the end of last year."

A person seemed to be explaining something, and I saw Uncle Cheng sitting in the middle of the seat, with his hands propped up on the table, with a confused look, and I knew that I might not have time to talk to me, so I could only find a random corner and sit on the ground. There was some dust on the ground, but it wasn't cool.

"Can that group of people still fight into the trench?"

"It's ......"

Some of the orcs didn't seem to believe that they could break through the barrier, and the few guys next to them who could see their faces were also helping to echo it.

"In fact, at the end of December last year, it was already gradually occupying the moat."

The voice of the young man who stood in the middle of the room and spoke seemed to be as calm as a mirror throughout.

Perhaps I had expected such a question for a long time.

However, the words of the people below are unusually noisy.

"Didn't the Federation send a lot of people on the expedition?"

"yes......"

"I heard that the total military strength is nearly 100 million ......"

"yes...... With such military strength, even if you step on it, you can trample the orcs to death......"

But the man who spoke just shrugged his shoulders.

Then he waved the paper in his hand and said.

"I didn't expect it either, just as we didn't expect a group of barbarians to occupy the three provinces around France......"

He said so.

But there was an eerie silence in the room.

Buzzing mosquitoes seemed to resound throughout the room.

I don't know if this group of people is reluctant to think about such a fact, or if there is something unspeakable, but as a witness to the orcs, and even participated in a war with them, or using the oldest weapons, I am correct, if I can't understand it.

Some of the disparities arise because of civilization itself.

The room was as silent as ever.

This silence made me uncomfortable.

Because he seems to feel the feeling of putting his hand on your throat all the time.

But everyone was still silent......

Until one person seems to be unwilling to stay in such silence.

"No wonder those ghosts of the Federation are willing to make peace with us."

"I thought they had changed sex......"

The people around him looked at him, and some wanted to speak, but in the end they opened their mouths and couldn't say anything.

Is it because of scruples?

Or is there any reason why you can't speak?

"So what now?"

Mu Jian looked at Uncle Cheng's gloomy expression, and really didn't know what to say.

Just asked......

"Who knows......"

A young man waved his hand, as if incomprehensible.

But I could hear a mockery in his words.

Is this ridicule because it is sad or because it feels unfair?

"We have to order to participate...... "If we don't participate, we'll quickly fall into a passive ......."

I saw that Uncle Cheng heard this and rubbed the Baihui acupoint, but he never spoke.

Maybe it's because it's really hard to decide.

But it's clear......

The young man didn't like that at all.

"It's easy to say, you go......"

Then he pointed to the people around him.

"With the urine of those people in the Federation, how many ...... can our brothers survive?"

This kind of binge drinking, even in the corner, I seem to hear it very clearly.

"What then? You said! ”

The man with the glasses also seemed to be a little unbearable.

"Don't go!"

The young man sat down in his chair and uttered these words.

"The revolutionary army is gone, how about being passive and not being able to do it...... Saying...... This is already strange, isn't it...... Oh...... Why, in order to relieve the pressure on the country, send people out to die, in the name of a great counteroffensive, and then send people to death instead of sending them well, but lose the city...... And then in turn let our group of revolutionaries wipe his ass......"

"This abacus can be really loud......"

The young man sneered.

I looked at him like a weasel.

But there was no one around to contradict him.

"Then the won't go, we're still here to talk about hair......"

One person seemed to be unable to suppress the fire, and kicked the table over with one kick.

"Smack!"

The loud sound was most noticeable because the table was right in front of me, and it almost didn't hit me.

"If you don't go, I can guarantee that the Federation would rather not fight the orcs than pinch their noses and kill us all......"

At this time, a person who had been sitting in the front row said so.

And there is no objection to such words, even that person just stomps his feet and is silent.

I've never been a big fan of meetings like this......

Because such a meeting is not so much an exchange of views as an outlet for emotions.

People are just making their own decisions according to their own thinking.

But......

If you don't listen, you don't know what other people are thinking, and some things are often very laborious once they are done.

I don't know......

How long has it been......

In the cold, I heard someone say this.

"There should be no talk of peace now...... Nor should peace talks be the result...... What do the people who talk about peace think, their heads are filled with water......"

And such words are not unanswered.

"He's not flooding...... He just wants to be emperor......"

Such words seem to show that they are in the same league as others, or that they are not excluded. The so-called person who wants to be the emperor, I guess it should be Zhang Jie.

Of course, it's hard to say whether people have this idea or not......

Anyway......

Either way, it doesn't mean much to me......

It seemed like this meeting was coming to an end soon.

But Uncle Cheng stood up at this time and said.

"Go...... We are definitely going to ......"

His words were as firm as if he were staring at the ground.

I guess he's thought he's thought about everything.

"But ......"

Such an argument was immediately opposed, and of course.

But Uncle Cheng's hand pressed and said.

"I know...... This time we may have planted a ...... and even used the ...... for the Federation"

He didn't look around, his tone was unmistakable.

"But this shot, we have to light it."

"Just imagine, once this group of orcs invades the interior, then soon the people here will be killed and injured everywhere."

"Our revolutionary army came here to ask for the people's lives, but we didn't mention the Federation, just for the sake of these people."

"We should also be part of all this......"

He stood up and looked around.

Said.

"I know, maybe we're going to die."

"You can dodge, you can run away, but without your body, those flying swords and swords will definitely not hit those high-ranking officials and nobles of the Federation, but ordinary people like us."

"It's a good thing to be alive......"

Uncle Cheng looked around. Under the dark shadow, that face seemed to be extraordinarily thin.

"Mencius said that if a person is alive, nothing is more important than being alive, then it is right to do anything in order to live."

"But if there is really something that is more important than life in your heart, then even life can be easily abandoned."

"It's your freedom to decide!"

There may be a little unwillingness in his words, but the tone that is still resolute seems to make the people around him lift their spirits a little.

"Let's adjourn the meeting......"

It's just that I looked at him, is this spirit because I admire his wisdom, or do I admire his courage to know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer tigers to go to the mountains?

I looked at Uncle Cheng's blank face looking at the ground, and I wanted to say something to him, but in the end, I thought about it and forgot it......

I think Uncle Cheng is even more chaotic than my heart at this time......