Ninety-one, it's different from what I thought

I didn't dare or want to make such a decision, so I sighed for a while, and explained to the red face euphemistically that my identity as the "leader of the new beggar gang" was only a temporary cameo, but in fact, I was soft-spoken and had no right to make such a big decision. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Redface smiled: "It's okay, you can invite us to participate in your personal name." ā€

If it was in my personal name, I didn't want to agree, so I tried to shirk it: "If it's a personal name, then I can't help you ......."

"It's okay, as long as you nod, the rest of the things will be easy to do!" Purple Face interjected again, "We'll go find the right earthling...... Upper, you don't have to be embarrassed. ā€

"Why, don't you need their consent?" I became suspicious. Could it be that as long as the earthlings agree, they can intervene at will, so what is the difference between my name as a person and the name of the organization?

"Of course, we have to ask for their consent", Red Face hurriedly helped explain, "When we find the right person and persuade the work, we will do it." Our planet is governed by the rule of law. Everything we do, we must follow specific procedures, you can't do nonsense, you can rest assured! ā€

Naturally, this explanation of the red face could not relieve my doubts, but I couldn't find a reason to refute it for a while. Besides, I don't think that the personal attitude of such a flat-headed ordinary person can really have any decisive effect on stopping the possible invasion conspiracy of these aliens, so I no longer insist on it, and nodded slightly.

Anyway, they don't get on me, these aliens really poke out the big basket, and it's also the responsibility of those who agree to be put on the body, and it shouldn't have anything to do with me. I consoled myself with this, subconsciously ignoring the very strange premise of why they had to get my consent first.

Seeing that I finally nodded, the red face looked very happy, and the joy was undisguised on my face. The other six faces also became radiant, and one by one they were like the earth ** silk that suddenly won the Mark Six lottery jackpot. I guess if they still have hands, they'll probably come up and give me a big hug.

At this time, in my eyes, they are no different from a group of children who are eager to play.

The doubts in my heart gradually dissipated, and I stood there quietly, sharing their joy at this moment, as if returning to my own carefree childhood.

After a few minutes, Redface finally controlled his emotions and asked me in a very calm tone, "Will I send you back later?" I have some things to discuss with them. ā€

They?

I was stunned for a moment, but then I realized that they were the other six faces. Or, more?

Naturally, I wanted to participate in their "deliberations", but the red-faced implication was obviously that I wanted to avoid it.

Is this necessary? I can't even understand the second Chinese language of the earth, or even the local dialect of my own country, how can I understand their alien language?

Just let me participate in the form, can't you?

Redface read my mind in real time, but still refused my request. It smiled and apologized to me, and then flashed its "face" and was gone, along with six other faces.

These aliens are so funny, they say okay for me to avoid, but it's them who leave.

Isolated in this strange room again, I began to feel inexplicably nostalgic for Aso's meritorious service. It's funny to think about it, on the occasion of the Sino-Japanese civil war, I actually miss a Japanese, although he has already surrendered.

The aliens were very efficient, and before I could feel bored, I rushed back.

It's just that this time, only the four faces of orange, yellow, blue, and blue appeared in front of me, and the three faces of red, green, and purple did not appear again. Moreover, none of these four faces were directly facing me, and they were "pasted" on the wall in a decent manner.

Because the four of them didn't talk to me since they appeared, I thought the other three were going to be convenient, so I subconsciously waited.

As a result, the wait was more than half an hour.

For such a long time, if you are an earthling, even if you catch up with constipation, it should almost be solved. Aliens like them with only one face, no matter how complicated the internal structure of their bodies is, they won't have to deal with it for so long. Moreover, none of these three guys have been done?

I sensed something was wrong, so I tried to ask, "What did the three of them do, and why haven't they come back?" ā€

The four faces looked at each other, and then said in unison, "They're gone?" ā€

These four guys not only have synchronized voices, but also have the same surprised expressions on their faces. It's as if you're asking me at the same time: Why, don't you know?

Really, how could I possibly know!

Has high technology lowered their IQ?

I held back the anger in my heart and looked at the orange face: "What did they do?" Do you want to come back? ā€

"Of course we're coming back," said the yellow face, smiling, "and we'll all be back when the game is over." ā€

Game? Come to an end?

Oh, I understand, the game that Yellow Face is talking about is our Sino-Japanese war.

This war of others, of course, is just a game for them. Moreover, they are only attached to humans to participate in battles, and can experience the feeling of blood without worrying about dying, which is much more advanced than the virtual reality games that we humans are popular.

It's just that as soon as I nodded in agreement, these three guys hurried to find their own "carrier". It's rude not to even say hello, isn't it?

No matter who they find, everyone will be friendly in the future, and they will act in unison from the beginning, right?

I complained to myself about the red faces, but I didn't notice the change in the expressions on the four faces in front of me.

"That", the yellow face saw that I bowed my head and was silent, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth again: "They, not our allies!" ā€

Oh, I subconsciously responded, and then came back to my senses: "What did you say? Who is not an ally...... Are they red-faced? ā€

"Yes," the yellow-faced expression didn't look like a joke, "the three of them chose our hostile side." ā€

Are you kidding! Forget about others. This red-faced and purple-faced man talked to me for a long time, and after begging for my consent, he ran to the enemy's camp to oppose me.

Have the heads of these aliens been washed by meteor showers and broken? Don't you know how to follow the local customs?

Needless to say, the seven of them are also divided into two factions to join this "game". While we are fighting to the death, they are fighting to win and lose. (To be continued.) )