"Don't take it!" one of the men shouted, then unbuckled his seat belt and came over, grabbed the handrail and staggered and shouted, "Take it out and look at it again." ”

Pastoral knew this kid, he was a fellow villager of Pastoral in the Artillery Academy, named Wang Zhiwei. Wang Zhiwei was poorer than Muge, and the loan was used to go to the military academy, and he couldn't even afford a fief, so he could only take the artillery academy and become a technical service, hoping to stay up for a few years to mix ranks. When Wang Zhiwei stared at the entangled crystal, his eyes glowed green.

Guangwu was frightened by Wang Zhiwei's eyes, and quickly put away the crystal: "It's nothing to look at." Wait for a few years of saving, and you will have it too. ”

Wang Zhiwei didn't speak, didn't return to his seat, stood in the corridor and staggered, looking at Guangwu's pocket and swallowing saliva.

In the distance, a person bitterly presided over justice: "I said Brother Guangwu, you have done something wrong, I must talk about you." You have whetted people's appetites, and you don't care if you are full, your consciousness needs to be improved, brother. ”

Guangwu and Madrigal were speechless, and when they looked over together, they saw a well-dressed round-faced young man sitting in the middle of the crowd with a hippie smile, criticizing Guangwu with a smile on his face, and constantly asking for the opinions of the people around him: "Isn't it?

The cabin was applauded.

Guangwu muttered embarrassedly, "What you said left me speechless, Wu Yu." I didn't say I wouldn't show it. As he spoke, he took out the crystal, carefully held it in front of Wang Zhiwei, and carefully advised: "Don't touch it, if your light dust destroys the climate of the fiefdom, those primitive people will die." ”

Wu Yu shouted: "Guangwu, you are a rich man, it's a big deal to spend 5,000 baht, sow seeds again!" ”

When Guangwu was dumbfounded, Wang Zhiwei cautiously asked, "Your civilization ...... Can you harvest the army?"

Pastoral gave Guangwu a round and said with a smile: "Stick soldier, do you want to see it?"

"Look, look!" Zhiwei shouted as if he had never seen a toy.

Guangwu didn't finish saying "Summoning five hundred Guangchen at a time", and with a "beep", Wu Yu had already transferred the account, and then folded Erlang's legs, squinted his eyes and said kindly: "Take a look at my brother, Zhiwei will enter the main artillery team in the future, and it will be enough for us to meet." But whatever money can solve, that's not a thing. ”

A cabin of people poured out again and shouted "yes".

Guangwu looked at the 50 Guangchen transferred by Wu Yu, and couldn't speak. In the focus of countless sights, he gritted his teeth and paid 500 light dust, and then said to the crystal: "The gate of the ancient battlefield is about to open, and those who are greedy for life and fear of the dead should not enter this door." ”

Wang Zhiwei's eyes widened, and the cabin of people held their breath, leaving only the buzz of the traffic boat flying. Even Muge opened his eyes wide and looked carefully, only Wu Yu lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

After a while, a bright golden light tore through the space in front of Guangwu, and forcibly tore open a sparkling door of light and dust. A rough cry came from far and near, and then a primitive man wielding a wooden stick rushed out of the door, as if breaking through a fog barrier. He stopped his bare feet in the hallway, and saw a circle of deities in tight armor staring at him, and he was stunned, hanging down his stick, and gasping for breath with his mouth long.

The primitive people in the back rushed out one after another, and suddenly bumped into the people in front of them, and suddenly staggered and fell into pieces, and the traffic boat shook a little. Wang Zhiwei opened his mouth wide in curiosity, staring at the panicked primitives, and Wu Yu led the recruits to laugh.

The primitive man muttered indiscriminately, and actually uttered the divine word: "Almighty...... God, please...... Resurrection...... My baby...... I'm going to ...... Lifelong...... Serving ......"

Ignoring the ridicule of the crowd, Guangwu stood up with the crystal in his hand, tried his best to maintain his majesty, and said to the first primitive: "Nian Er's benevolence and canonization of saints will honor this life, and so will his descendants." Your children will be crowned kings, you will explore the infinite darkness, you will conquer the cruel nature, you will build a civilization that will endure because you have answered my call. ”

The primitive man froze for a moment, opened his mouth, trembled and knelt down, and bowed his head.

Wu Yu patted his thighs and bent over with a smile: "Guangwu, you are really a drama spirit, hahaha!"

Madrigal frowned. A sense of ritual can cement the theocratic rule of Guangwu. Guangwu just did what was written in the book, but this private process was seen by his colleagues and was inevitably ridiculed.

He Fatzi next to Wu Yu also leaned back with a smile, pointed at the stunned primitive man and shouted: "As soon as you come up, you will engage in the hereditary system, Guangwu, you are not afraid of being tired? The representative system should start from the primitive society, you don't even know this?"

Guangwu couldn't help but retort: "My family has produced three generations of journalists. Now I am sick when I see the council arguing. ”

Wu Yu stopped laughing, stood up and stared at Guangwu, and said word by word: "The brothers have heard it, it's not who I am targeting, Chen Guangwu just said that he was disgusted when he saw the council." That's what he said, right?"

Guangwu was stunned for a moment, he opened his mouth, and stupidly saw Wu Yu take out his mobile phone to edit something.

Muge, who had been silent, frowned, feeling that something was going to happen to Guangwu. Although he doesn't want to see Guangwu, the rich second generation, Guangwu is at least kind-hearted and will not harm others. Madrigal couldn't help but want to save him.

"Wu Yu, what are you doing?" Madrigal stood up, pointed at Wu Yu and shouted.

Wu Yu pinched a cigarette in one hand, edited the information with one hand, and dictated word by word: "The son of the chairman of the "Sun" made a lot of nonsense, he said that he was disgusted when he saw the parliament, and the spearhead was pointed at the eight hundred main gods of the Pantheon. Then he laughed and curried over the others: "The heir to The Sun openly bombarded the representative system. It seems that the news family can be on the news again. ”

Guangwu suddenly screamed, "Wu Yu, don't make trouble!" rushed over and grabbed Wu Yu's mobile phone. He knew that this kind of news could make his father anxious.

Wu Yu shouted naughtily: "It's okay for me not to send it, but so many brothers have heard it, do you want to give hush money? Guangwu Gongzi is rich, why don't you donate the crystal......" As he spoke, he went to get Guangwu's crystal. Guangwu didn't give it, Wu Yu grabbed it hard, and as soon as his fingertips lit up, he spewed out a light dust bomb and hit Guangwu's wrist. Guangwu has a bright dust body, and the person is fine, but his wrist is numb, and the crystal "clangs" on the ground.

Guangwu grinned in pain, and shouted out in a lost voice: "You can even use light dust bombs?!Who taught martial arts?"

"What's going on?" asked the recruiter from behind the hatch as the hatch opened. The recruiter's armor is tattooed with three stars, symbolizing the rank of a three-star samurai, enough to crush these recruits.

Wu Yu hurriedly picked up the crystal and returned it to Guangwu. Guangwu held his wrist and rubbed it, but refused to take it, Wu Yu had no choice but to hand the crystal to Muge, and sincerely begged for mercy from Muge: "Play big, play big, brother will definitely make amends when he turns back." Then he rubbed his pants awkwardly, and looked at the recruiter and laughed, the cigarette butt had already been stepped on the soles of his shoes.

"What's going on?" asked the recruiter again.