To be honest, the Battlefield Atmosphere team was a bit panicked.

After obtaining Julius' "ancestral" power armor, he thought that the mission was over, and he would leave the rest to the survivors of Triumph City, and he could retire and brag back to the forum.

However, what he didn't expect was that the fanatical residents of Triumph City didn't let him go, and put him in the position of consul.

He thought the guys must be crazy.

He has only been a commander of a thousand people, and he has never even commanded two thousand people, where can he manage a survivor organization with a territory spanning tens of millions of square kilometers?

However, other Willantes don't think so.

Not to mention Razor and several ministers who later found him, even Penny, who has always supported him, seriously said that no one is more suitable for this position than him.

The Legion needs to be reformed.

They want to abolish old laws of inequality and make new ones...... Unite the Willant people of the entire colony with the survivors of other races.

In Penny's words, this was not only the marshal's last wish, but also the common choice of all the Willantes who were fed up with the lies of the captains.

After listening to her words, the whole Battlefield was shocked.

Good guys, Alliance Orthodoxy in Triumph City?!

This girl is even more "allied" than his own undercover agent, at least he never suggested that the Willant people imitate the social model of the alliance.

Unable to make up his mind, he eventually went offline to write a report of a few hundred words, and reported the intelligence to the manager through the mission page of the official website, hoping that the latter would come up with an idea for him.

However, what made him dumbfounded was that after waiting for a long time, he only waited for a sentence [read].

"it! No way! ”

The Battlefield atmosphere group sitting in front of the computer was instantly overwhelmed, and looked at the screen with tears and laughter.

This guy completely threw himself away......

To be honest, he didn't have a crush on the Legion.

Emotionally speaking, he is happy to see those stupid ultra-rightists asking for their own hardships, and the series of unwarranted disasters they have endured are all deserved at the root, and the funny appearance of "making fun in the midst of suffering" and "slapping a swollen face and becoming fat" is even more rare pleasure.

However, after so many incidents, he also had to admit that there were indeed many innocent people among them, even those who rose up to resist, and those people were worthy of their unity.

Especially when I think of Corway, when I think of Penny, and when I think of the many friends of the Willantes I met during my travels......

The Battlefield scratched the back of his head and finally sighed.

"You can't leave them alone......"

The house is rotten.

Let's try to repair the roof and replace the broken beams, so that this rotten house can at least be inhabited.

As for how to install doors and windows, what furniture to buy, and whether to decorate beautifully...... We'll have to wait until we're done with that.

Thinking of this, he went to the forum to open a post, writing about all the encounters he had encountered after leaving Xifan Port, a series of problems encountered after coming to Triumph City, and the situation at this moment.

Due to the excessive number of slots, the title was eye-catching, and the entire forum instantly boiled over shortly after the post was sent.

Tail: "Giao!" This! Pangolin has really become a marshal! Σ(дlll)”

Quit smoking: "it! It's awesome! ”

Siss: "Ah......h

Roshan Big Bun: "Big Guy!! ”

Sigh sesame paste: "Ahaha...... I feel that it is really nerve-wracking to encounter this kind of thing, such as being suddenly regarded as a god or something. (--; ”

Siss: "emmm...... Is there a possibility, he didn't feel bothersome at all, and even enjoyed it, running to post just to pretend to be a force. (Squint)"

"Ah...... Is that so? ”

Tail: "Giao!" So you're such a pangolin! φ(-ω-*)”

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "What the hell! I'm really asking for advice, okay? (laughs and cries)"

Professor Yang of the Thunderbolt Method: "MMP! The public beta hasn't started yet, and there are people who have become marshals! Isn't this still a human being without a knife! QAQ”

Tyrannosaurus Warrior: "It's collapsed, it's completely broken, the dog plans to take care of him." ”

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "it!" You're so unsightly! ”

Night Ten: "Legion orthodoxy is in the Alliance. (Funny)"

Irena: "Fast forward to First Citizen." (Funny)"

Elf King Fugui: "Go east!" Marshal! Fight to the death with the Alliance! (Funny)"

Edge paddling: "The next expansion is up to you!" (squeezing eyebrows)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Be a man!" ”

Fang Chang: "Don't joke, why don't you first select a few representatives from the civilian clique, citizens, and the military to come out and have a meeting to draft the constitution." ”

Lao Bai: "And think of a new name, don't forget about it." (bared teeth)"

Spring Commander: "Willant Provinces, Willant Laboratories...... Referring to the South China Sea Alliance, how about calling it the Willant Alliance? (Funny)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Hmm...... I have consulted with other Willantes about this, and their idea is that it would be better to dilute the Willant symbols from the new regime, after all...... In Triumph, there are not only the Willantes, but also many aliens who do not have citizenship rights. ”

Fang Chang: "emmm...... I understand your thoughts, but given our experience working in the Borneo region, I advise you not to do it. ”

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Why?" (Stay)"

Fang Chang: "It's easy to slide into the abyss of nihilism. ”

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Gan! Can you speak human language? ”

Commander of the Spring: "What Elder Brother Fang said is direct enough, you have to use your brain to understand, you can't always wait for someone to chew it and feed it to you." What objectively exists will not disappear because it is ignored, and although there are some aliens within the legion, the Willants are in the majority after all. They've already made some changes, and I would suggest you don't go too far and let progressive voices lose their support. Moreover, Willant can also be interpreted as an administrative division of the old era, and does not necessarily mean race. ”

Fang Chang: "Step your left foot when you should take your left foot, step your right foot when you should take your right foot, and stretching both feet forward at the same time will only hit the back of your head." They've reluctantly lost a symbol that is hard to give up, so leave one for them. (squint)"

After dozens of floors of light, the post finally became normal, and the content of the board chat has changed from a joke of fun people and terriers to a technical exchange.

The proud brother came here to take a look, but he really couldn't find a chance to interject, threw down a "laugh", and slipped away.

Professor Yang is really like a professor, and he can talk to these bigwigs.

However, when it comes to specific governance experience, he can't catch up.

Jokes aside, with the realism of "Wasteland Online", there is no problem at all in managing one or two hundred NPCs in it, and in real life managing one or two hundred employees.

And the fact is that Niuma Group has long developed into a world-class enterprise, and its market value in reality is even higher than in the game.

And in the game, Brother Fang has managed more than just one or two hundred people.

Although the management ability cannot be quantified into data, it is not difficult to get a glimpse of the changes before and after he came to the port of Golden Gallen.

These tried-and-tested experiences are more reliable than any title.

In contrast, the Battlefield Atmosphere Group is indeed weaker in this regard.

But these are actually minor problems.

With past experience to draw on, and with so many reliable good brothers to help him, even if he can't show the glory of Julius, he can't be any worse than the blind witch camel.

Writing down the main points in his notes, the Battlefield guy leaning back in his chair let out a sigh.

The disintegration of the corps is certain.

This is not only the last wish of Julius, but also the will of all the people of Velantes.

However, civil war was avoidable.

What to do is already clear.

Internally, he needs to unite with the civilian clique to revise the new charter, select representatives from among the citizens, and foster new interest groups to counterbalance the civilian clique that is the first to take sides.

In addition to this, he needs to make good use of the Praetorian Guard, the last legacy left to him by Marshal Julius, to maintain order in the city of Triumph and its surroundings, and to complete the transition from the old regime to the new regime before the Praetorian Guard follows in the footsteps of Marshal Julius and completely withdraws from the stage of history.

As for the outside world, he needs to strengthen the communication between Triumph City and the Academy, Alliances, Corporations, and the Great Rift Valley, so that the Willantes can reintegrate into the world, and at the same time balance the contradictions between the four rebels and prevent the internal contradictions from further intensifying.

After going through the notes, the regrouped Battlefield took a deep breath and reached for the helmet on the table.

Just as he was about to return to the game, he saw a small red dot appear in the taskbar in the upper right corner of the official website.

He grabbed the mouse and clicked on it, but was surprised to find that it was actually a message from the manager.

After the [read] article, there is another line of words-

"Congratulations, you've understood your mission."

Seeing these lines, the battlefield guy's heart was moved.

Really!

The manager hasn't forgotten him, and the adult still has him in his heart!

Thinking of how he had spent the past three years, he suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, and couldn't help it, stretched out his uncontrollable index finger, and typed two words on the keyboard.

【Read】

When he hit the enter button, he was immediately refreshed and had a clear idea.

There is no more appropriate answer!

……

On the other side, the tenth settlement of the Union.

Looking at the [read] replied by the battlefield atmosphere group, Chu Guang smiled and closed the holographic window suspended in front of him, and put the holographic computer pen in his hand aside.

"This guy is starting to play with my meme."

It seems that I want to "take a knife"!

But although he said that, speaking with a conscience, he really hasn't changed the explosion rate of any player.

There are indeed some lucky European emperors in the "server", who win the jackpot every time, but the functions used in the lottery are really random, and it really has nothing to do with his plan.

These guys are purely accustomed to it.

The plot NPC blames him for his death, blames him for the calf after the mission, blames him for the little brother who falls, and blames him for not being able to pull out shit.

If you can't afford to play, don't PVE, play your own stand-alone machine!

Lying on Chu Guang's shoulder, Xiao Qi, who was searching for information on the official website forum, suddenly let out a faint sigh.

“…… It's always a pity. ”

Thus collapsed the behemoth of 30 million square kilometers and encompassing more than a dozen administrative divisions of the prosperous era......

Although it did not like the Legion, it saw the shadow of its master in the body of Marshal Julius.

Although he is still very young, he will be old one day......

The same goes for the League.

That is the fate that all organisms cannot escape in the end, no matter how much it wishes to be by his side until all the stars are extinguished and the universe dies in heat.

However, Chu Guang didn't understand Xiao Qi's "pity" that he was so far away, and he only thought that the elf lying on his shoulder was regretting the fate of the legion and Marshal Julius.

That's really nothing to regret.

The train always arrives.

Just like his little player can't stay in the novice village forever and play with him in the mud.

Or in the distant future, the alliance he was familiar with would become something strange to him.

"It's more of a miracle that the Legion has been able to survive for a century and a half, rather than a deplorable disintegration."

It's like a monster that has been physically dead, and its limbs have long since stopped listening to its brain.

The south wants more land, the west wants independence, the east just wants to make a lot of money and farming, and the north doesn't know what to do in the Arctic Circle.

In contrast, the Mongol Empire, which resembled it at its best, lasted only 53 years, followed by the era of the Four Great Khans.

Reaching out and touching Xiao Qi's head, Chu Guang said in a very soft voice.

“…… The Legion can't stay with the Willantes for a lifetime, it's time, that's all. ”

But it's really touching to think about.

The radicals, who have always been the mainstream of the social ideology of the Alliance, gradually turned to the right after encountering the old guards of Borneo Province, who were taught by them to be called performance art performances to doubt life.

And the legion, which has been standing firmly on the far right for more than a hundred years, has exploded into a large number of leftists after one foot has fallen into the quagmire of the province of Borneo.

Fate is a real thing to figure out.

Just then, footsteps could be heard outside the room.

Xiao Qi, who was lying on Chu Guang's shoulder, jumped back into the pen holder very sensibly.

Hearing a knock at the door, Chu Guang cleared his throat and said.

"Please come in."

It was Lu Bei who came in from outside the door.

The young man had an excited expression on his face, and he rested his right fist on his chest and gave a respectful military salute.

"Sir, our intelligence system just received news that something has happened in Triumph City! The commander of the Southern Legion, Tyre, made a public speech, angrily accusing the inhabitants of Triumph City of betraying the front-line soldiers and all the Willants, and accusing the civilian clique and the Praetorian Guards of being the culprits in the murder of Marshal Julius, and forged Marshal Julius's last words! ”

"The specific information is still under investigation, but one thing is for sure, there is infighting within the legion! The Southern Army's plan to pull Triumph into the battlefield has completely failed! ”

After listening to the news reported by Lu Bei, Chu Guang did not have any surprise on his face.

He had already learned some of it through the forum, even more clearly than the Guards had investigated.

As for the reaction of the Southern Corps, it was completely expected by him.

"The gamblers lost red-eyed and began to can't afford to play, but with their current conditions, it is estimated that they can only let their mouths go through their mouths, and they probably have no spare strength to enter Triumph City to 'quell the rebellion'...... What about the other legions? ”

Lu Bei continued to report.

"The Western Legion has withdrawn its fleet deployed in the Borneo Sea, and the Eastern Legion is increasing its forces on our borders, but there is no further action...... As for the Northern Legion, the exact situation is still being investigated, but we have not seen any signs of any major movement from the information we have gathered. ”

Chu Guang nodded.

"The Western Legion is probably preparing for independence, and as for the Eastern Legion, it is the same. However, considering the historical feud between us, that Saren is probably worried that we will take advantage of the chaos to sneak attack. Our side will not move, do not take the initiative to provoke, just keep an eye on their deployment on the border. ”

Chu Guang had seen the commander of the Eastern Legion, and that guy was a very typical oligarchic monarch.

Although that kind of guy is cunning, his external ambition is actually weaker than his internal ambition.

As long as the internal interest groups don't push him too hard, this guy himself is more inclined to defend himself, and the external threat is not great.

After all, why gamble if you can make a fortune in silence?

This can be seen from the fact that they forced Griffin to the end of the mountain and betrayed the entire eastward expansion faction.

And now that the landlords of the Eastern Legion have tasted the sweetness by relying on trade with the Eastern world, it is even less likely that they will take the initiative to break the balance between the two sides.

Otherwise, where would they spend all the silver coins they earned?

As for the upheaval in Triumph City, it may have fallen into the hands of the legion commander named Salen.

Of course, shedding a few tears for the dead legion is still necessary, otherwise how can he show his loyalty?

Chu Guang suddenly looked forward to this monarch's performance.

Hopefully, the "Chief Gentleman" of the Rapid Valley did not miss his invitation......

(End of chapter)