12 noon.

The professional forces invited by the Guild of the Rescued, the representatives who should have come have basically arrived. It hasn't arrived yet, and most of them won't come unless there is a rare accident.

A total of 27 invitations and invitations were sent out, and in the end, a total of 24 came.

In addition, there are 15 small forces and independent teams that are not very famous.

Regardless of how many of them are sincere and how many of them are simply sent to go through the motions, at least the percentage of participants is quite satisfactory.

As the 12 bells rang, according to Fang Jin's request, the hostesses in charge of greeting closed the entrance and exit of the headquarters on time.

From yesterday to now, they can finally take a breath and rest after their busy feet do not touch the ground.

But for the representatives of the major professional forces who came from afar, and the high-level leaders of the Savior's Guild, the real game has just begun.

Due to the large number of people who came to attend, the originally scheduled conference hall was a little too crowded. After activating the plan in time, the Rescuers' Guild temporarily moved the meeting hall to the open space of the small square outside.

After all, it's already the middle of October, and even if the weather is abnormal, it's not so hot outside. In addition, with a pergola and tea and drinks, hundreds of professionals sit in a comfortable row. While chatting with the neighboring forces on the left and right about what Shu County has seen and heard, or the water crisis, he patiently waited for several top leaders of the Rescuers Guild to enter.

Fang Jin didn't let them wait long.

After secretly observing the participants one by one behind the scenes, to determine whether there were any masters he had met in his previous life or potential masters, he and Wei Gong, Wang Guan and other high-level officials boarded the reserved rostrum together in the eyes of everyone.

"He's the president of the Guild of the Dead?"

Someone muttered quietly.

"So young!"

Some people nodded secretly: "It looks quite stylish." ”

Fang Jin ignored the faintly audible discussions, his eyes swept down the stage, and quickly quieted down the small square: "Friends who have been invited, I am Fang Jin, the president of the Salvation Guild. On behalf of the 1,600 professionals of the Association, we would like to express our sincere gratitude to all of you for coming. ”

The short opening drew not too much applause.

Because the draft has been made a long time ago, the short and decent beginning leaves a pretty good impression on these professionals.

Fang Jin knew that the temperament of the professionals determined that the meeting could not be as long and boring as the government meeting in the civilized era. quickly got to the point: "Everyone here is very clear about what you are doing. Here, we won't talk much nonsense. Next, I would like to invite Huang Cheng, our Minister of Intelligence, to give you a detailed introduction to the details of this water crisis. ”

Several of the big forces present have basically seen Huang Cheng. But more forces, it is not Huang Cheng's turn to visit in person, and at this moment, it is inevitable that Huang Cheng is a little curious about Huang Cheng, who is showing his face.

Compared with Fang Jin's simple beginning, the explanation of the matter is very long.

Fang Jin knew the specific situation of the crisis better than everyone present, and listening to Huang Cheng's repeated explanation at this moment, he was naturally a little unmotivated. He didn't have much hope for this meeting, in which all the forces participated.

After all, the noon meeting was mainly used to introduce the crisis situation and unify thinking.

If you want to really discuss something useful, you have to have that little meeting in the evening.

Only those who have received Huang Cheng's personal invitation and have at least sixty or seventy big forces above the bronze rank are eligible to participate.

Looking at the forces of these professionals present, there are only 4 in total that can roughly meet the standard.

The first place is undoubtedly the Pangu Guild from Luozhou!

According to the information gathered from various sources, the Pangu Guild should have more than 100 bronze-level professionals. It is also the only one of the four to break 100.

The other three are the Shanhai Alliance from Guangchong, the Heavenly Fury Guild from Jingyuan, and the Mutual Aid Association from Pinglu.

Among them, the Shanhai Alliance and the Heavenly Fury Guild are located on the north bank of the Baishan River; Pinglu's Mutual Aid Association is located in the northwest of Chaohu Lake.

If you mark it on the map, you can easily find that none of these three guilds of similar size are south of the Baishan River.

It's also easy to understand.

After all, the Survivors' Guild is dominant, and it is bound to make it difficult for the professional forces in nearby counties and cities to grow.

In Fang Jin's judgment, the total number of bronze-level professionals owned by the four schools must have exceeded 300, and may even reach a scale of about 350.

As long as we can reach an agreement with these four, we can basically reach an alliance agreement. With a little consideration of the small forces of all parties, the final concrete plan can be freshly released!

At this time, Huang Cheng finally finished talking about the water crisis and the large amphibious fish-man tribe.

The forces of all parties, which had long been unable to hold back, immediately rushed to stand up and ask questions, speak, and even openly ask for benefits.

"I'm the vice president of the Guardian Guild, may I ask, do you have any reliable evidence for the information Minister Huang said earlier? Or is it just speculation? ”

"Does your Guild of the Rescuers have a specific response? We've been without water for three days! ”

"We are the Freedom Alliance of Linbao County, and we are happy to participate in the action initiated by your association to defeat the Fish-Man Tribe. But the strength of the Freedom Alliance is limited, and it is difficult to protect itself, so it is powerless at all. Can the Rescuers Guild support us with some equipment and supplies first? ”

"Our Tomb Gate is also willing to support the Rescuers Guild, but can we give some subsidies first! Don't be too much, just give 8,000 gold coins. ”

"Excuse me......"

One question after another was thrown, and in an instant, at least a dozen representatives spoke together.

What is even more infuriating is that some forces have no sincerity in solving the water crisis. He didn't talk about anything, and he came up to ask for help after a while, probably because he regarded the Rescuers' Guild as the wronged leader.

Looking at this chaotic scene, Fu Chengjian, the president of the Pangu Guild, felt a little funny in his heart. Since there are other people who have come forward, their Pangu Guild naturally does not need to come forward anymore, and they are happy to watch the play quietly.

"Enough!"

Fang Jin slapped the table and shouted. The sudden explosion suddenly startled the representatives of other professionals, and the venue fell silent again.

"From the inside out, the representatives of Table 1 will begin to speak in turn. Each household can only raise one issue at a time, and the content of the topic must be related to the water crisis. Those who do not listen to the violators will be expelled from the venue! ”

He set the rules for speaking, and when he started the topic again, it was indeed much more orderly than before.

However, after all, it is the power of dozens of families. Even if a family only speaks for a few minutes, it will take an hour or two to come down in a circle.

There was no time to reach any concrete agreement, just to make the plan proposed by the Rescuers' Guild public, and then each family to express their opinions, and the afternoon passed quietly.

If the momentum continues, it will take at least a few more days to quarrel and come to a concrete conclusion.

By that time, the daylilies are all cold!

Fu Chengjian also realized this, and he was a little bored listening to it, and even began to wander the world halfway.

Based on what he had seen today, he believed that it was unlikely that the Salvation Guild would not have expected this, and most likely there were other preparations.

As expected, when it was getting dark and had to adjourn the meeting for the time being, the people who entertained them for dinner in the Rescuers' Guild sent a private invitation notice to Fu Chengjian in person.

Knowing that only 5 families participated in the secret meeting in the evening, Fu Chengjian suddenly came to his senses.

He knew it was time to get down to business!