It seems to have sensed the minds of the audience.

"How do you sound like a president to me? I know that there is already a discussion today at the Helrom Broadcasting Company about whether or not you will run for president next year......"

Leora raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly, and temporarily interjected Lanchi's words,

"Will you run for president?"

She asked with interest.

Her sudden question seemed to be suspended in the air, causing all the audience to hold their breath for a moment.

And in Lanchi's hands, the cat boss, who originally pretended to be an ordinary cat, was so frightened that he almost jumped!

If Ranch really became the president of the Protos Empire, then it would not dare to see Hubert in his life!

He was the principal, the holy son, and the governor, and the cat boss was really numb step by step.

Only being the president and becoming the boss of the empire, the cat boss can't accept it!

Faced with this somewhat joking nature and serious question.

Ranch pondered for a moment, a hint of thought flashing through his emerald green eyes.

"Probably not, but I'm really tired of seeing Protos being tricked."

He spoke, his voice firm, but with an inadvertent helplessness.

"Why don't you want to run?"

Leora asked again.

"I just don't think I'm going to run for president. I love what I'm doing now, I really do. ”

Lanch explained.

"Maybe if your dedication is a little higher...... There is no woman in this world who can keep up with you? You still want to leave a little bit of life and time for the people around you, right? ”

Leola's words elicited a burst of laughter from the audience.

Ranch smiled knowingly.

These laughter did not last, they came and went as fast as they came, like small waves in the tide that lapped on the shore, taking no trace away and leaving only a slight echo.

Ranch looked down and smiled, but he replied,

"I may not seek further public office, but I don't completely rule it out. If I thought the country was going in the wrong direction, I might consider running. ”

Every answer he begins now elicits a subtle response among the audience.

Some nodded, others looked enthusiastic, reflecting on the deeper meaning of a series of Rocky McCarthy's previous speeches and pondering how the figure's political ambitions might change their lives and their country.

The hot atmosphere of the interview continues.

……

The other side.

Helrom is a business district on the southern edge of the city.

At half past eight o'clock in the evening, Helrom was a dazzling and energetic sight, with huge magic crystal billboards and lights forming a flowing picture that illuminated the entire complex as if it were day.

On these hologram screens, the latest fashion advertisements, movie trailers of superstars, and logos of various commercial brands are displayed in turn, competing with the lights of shopping malls, and bizarre illusions dancing in the air, phantom magic and projection enchantments make it difficult to distinguish between real and unreal.

In the bustling streets of Herrom, Huberian and Mischula move harmoniously through the hustle and bustle of the intersection, surrounded by people who seem to be a confluence of rivers of all colors and shapes.

"Tomorrow we have a chance to go out of school one day, and I'll take you to find the man you have in mind."

Mishola, carrying her shopping bag, suggested.

"yes, okay."

Huberian wanted to refute, but the more she refuted at this time, the deeper Misiella's misunderstanding would be.

Coming to the imperial capital of Herrom, a place where information flows to the south of the empire, it should not be difficult to find someone with the relationship of the Milford family.

"Actually, I told him at the beginning, if you accidentally get separated, just let him stand in the most conspicuous position and wait for me, I will find him soon, and I don't know if he is stupid to stay in a conspicuous place and wait for me."

Huberian thought back.

"Then if he really has a heart, maybe we can find him when we walk around."

Misiula responded.

If this man named Rocky is really interested in his sister, then he should do his best to fulfill his promise, and this is a reliable man.

"No, no, no, he must not have wonderful ideas, it is best to live a stable life!"

Huber Ann waved her hand repeatedly.

Mishula didn't understand at all, that guy's thinking pattern was different from that of a normal person.

"What? Is he the kind of man who will lose all your hard-earned money? And then continue to look for the man you want money for? ”

Misiula was suspicious again.

She is worried that her innocent sister will be deceived by a scumbag.

"Not really...... He never asked me for money. ”

It is difficult for Huberian to explain to Mischilla what kind of man Ranch is, and she will only understand when Mischilla sees him.

Just as she was about to give an example of what Ranch might do, she felt as if she heard Ranchi's familiar voice.

“…… Am I hallucinating? I think I hear him? ”

Hubertian raised her hand to her head and looked around in confusion.

Obviously, I didn't see anything, but I always felt that this feeling of divine transmission in the sky was too mysterious.

"Sister, you really miss him too much."

Misiula sighed, sure enough, love will be blind,

"Wait, I think I can hear you too."

Misiula suddenly realized that there did indeed seem to be a male voice echoing in the business district, coming from the buildings at the edge of the plaza in the distance.

"No......"

When Huber heard this, Huberian's face suddenly became a little nervous.

Her heart beat faster as she walked towards the square in front of her, with Misiula following behind.

"It shouldn't be a problem, maybe I heard it wrong, or maybe it ......"

Huberian kept silently chanting, as if praying to the goddess, that Ranch should not do too bizarre things in the Protos Empire, and that he should have a good understanding of what he had said.

No matter what happens.

She must keep a normal heart and be calm.

Until Hubertian walked out of the corner and came to the central square of the open business district.

All the screens in the surrounding sky were projecting the same image, and at this moment, the sound seemed to surround the shore of the crystal sea.

Mishuela then stopped suddenly, staring at her footsteps like a frozen sister.

I saw my sister, who had always been elegant, opening her mouth and looking at the open-air giant screen, her eyes were trembling, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

Mishuela could only look at the screen again.

I saw the brown-haired and green-eyed young man in a purple suit on the farthest giant screen talking with the national-level host Leola.

"You said that although you have no intention of running, you believe that you can win."

The moderator asked curiously.

The young man did not rush to answer, but let her silence hang in the air for a few seconds, which was both a respect for her question and a way to organize her own thoughts.

He tilted his shoulders, smiled slightly, looked directly at Leola, and then turned to the audience, as if inviting everyone into his world of thought.

"I don't really know, but I think I can win, and I'll tell you, I rarely fail in life."

He began to speak, with a confident and calm voice in his voice,

"If I'm inclined to run for president, I think I'm more likely to be favored, and I would say my chances of winning are very, very good."

"Because I don't know what the audience thinks, but I think people are just as tired of seeing the Protos Empire being cheated by others."

And under a giant curtain in that square.

Hubertarian: "Grass!! ”

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Why are these seven days so long!

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