The huge Governor's Mansion needs nearly 100 staff members to cooperate with various formations and ingenuity to maintain normal operation when it is busy.

When Wang Luo arrived, he saw a busy scene, those professionals from various industries, as if they were preparing for an upcoming grand performance. It seems that he is unaware of the crisis that Rongcheng is in at this time. It's more like a marionette with a long lost soul, walking only under the traction of its owner.

Wang Luo swept the audience with his gaze, realizing that everything in front of him was just a trick of the people left behind here, showing his magical powers like a demonstration.

With his own strength, he forcibly controlled the hundreds of people here, including weak scholars who never touched actual combat, and martial artists who took care of the family and nursing homes and used protocols, most of whom were Jin Dan cultivators.

But in front of a god who is doing his best, Jin Dan is nothing more than an ant.

So, why don't you use this powerful cultivation to directly turn yourself into an ant?

Before this question could be answered, Wang Luo was answered.

"I'm interested in you, boy, let's talk."

The voice comes from a young woman who is carefully tidying up the decoration of the mural, staring at the artwork in front of her while saying words that have nothing to do with her work.

The next moment, a middle-aged woman beside her, who was holding a notebook and recording the progress of the decoration work, took over the previous sentence.

"There is no one else here, and all the monitoring formations and magic weapons have been temporarily turned off by me, so I might as well be open and honest. Of course, when I provoke something, I'll get straight to the point: join us. ”

When the last word of this sentence was spoken, it was replaced by an old man suspended on the second floor installing lamps.

In a few words, the other party had already shown an extremely clever puppet technique, which was commendable even in the old immortal calendar era.

Wang Luo only smiled at this: "I didn't expect that you are the only one here, the governor and his incarnation?" ”

"That's not something you need to care about, and that's not something you should be concerned about. Boy, you are naturally uninhibited, why do you want to be with people in the cocoon? ”

Wang Luo tried his best to perceive the details of the Governor's Mansion with his own thoughts, and replied casually: "We have been together since I woke up, and compared to you aberrants, I look more similar to the person in the cocoon in your mouth." ”

"Self-deception!" The puppet master said disdainfully, "With your Dao body ability, what kind of distortion do you want that is not arbitrary?" ”

Wang Luo seriously denied it: "It is precisely because there is no distortion and everything is perfect that it can be called a natural Dao body." ”

"That's right, the Innate Dao Body, which is ranked among the thousands of immortal bodies in the old world, everything can be called perfect...... But the definition of perfection changes with time and with circumstances. If you were born in Jingzhou and Luzhou, you must not be what you are now. The woman who died at your hands has always been praised by her hometown as the closest to the perfection of the Divine Avatar. ”

Wang Luo couldn't help laughing: "From this point of view, I have no reason to join you." I really didn't want to have the deformed appearance of a monkey's cheeks, and I consoled myself that it was all perfect. ”

“……”

Wang Luo said again: "Moreover, since you have inherited the old immortal calendar, you should know that the real immortal posture is definitely not these distorted appearances. ”

Mentioning this topic, the puppet master said: "Since you talked about the Dao system and the posture of immortals, you should know that the so-called immortal path is nothing more than 13,000 years ago, the path of growth expanded by the descendants of Chicheng, this road once ruled Kyushu, but it was cut off 1,200 years ago. And the road that is cut off is just history, and it is not qualified to point fingers at reality. What's more, even before the catastrophe, the immortal road has never been the only way, those monsters and spirits also have their own path, in the past, those roads were crushed by the immortal road, but now all beings are equal. ”

Wang Luo was somewhat surprised when he heard this: "In this way, you are more advanced than here on the issue of equal rights, which is simply impressive." So, you might as well tell me what is the situation on the left side of the sky, and who is your leader? How is the state of armamentsIn the face of the Immortal Alliance's aggressive westward expansion, what other countermeasures are there besides sending death squads like you? ”

The puppet master smiled: "As long as you join us and go to the shore of Fenghu Lake, someone will naturally tell you the answer you want." But if you want to dig up important information from my mouth, you are looking for the wrong person. By the time we were chosen, we had lost our memories of sensitive information, and we couldn't say many things even if we wanted to. ”

Wang Luo said: "So someone is still in charge of the election? And you say that you have lost your memory, but your teammates don't say that, and she talks quite a lot. ”

The puppet master explained: "Her main job is to be open and honest, to liberate the people in the cocoon with sincerity, and naturally there is a lot of talk, but there may not be much effective information." She might tell you that she has her own mentors, relatives and friends on the left side of the sky, and she might also say that there are a lot of people who have spent a lot of resources to send the two of us to the Great Barrier of the Wilderness...... But if you think about it, what is there in this that you don't even know? The two sides have been fighting for more than a thousand years, and they have already had a considerable understanding of each other, as long as we think a little about the two of us appearing in Yueyang and then turning to Rongcheng, many things are logical. The only valuable information she revealed was our numbers, but it wasn't hard to guess either. If we did have more people, the trouble in Rongcheng would never be so small. ”

These words aroused Wang Luo's agreement: "I also think that when she polluted Han Gu Mingshi, she really avoided the truth. ”

"That's why she's the one who is good at emancipation, the second type you call it. And for a clumsy person like me, the only one who can use real information to persuade the people I value is good. So, Wang Luo, are you interested in listening to my story? ”

As he spoke, everyone in the lobby, from different regions, different occupations, different genders, and ages, turned their eyes at the same time, and dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Wang Luo, urging him to make the only answer.

Wang Luo smiled: "Okay, I would like to hear about it." ”

The puppet master nodded, or the dozens of people present nodded at the same time, and said in unison: "Then the story begins, first of all, let's talk about a topic that you should be very interested in: why the gods?" Why did the left of the sky send only two gods to stop the elites of the Immortal Alliance from pioneering? ”

Wang Luo was silent for a moment and said, "It's indeed a good question. ”

"Right? However, I can't guarantee that the answer to this question will be absolutely correct, because many things I have worked out by myself based on my residual memories after entering the Great Enchantment, but I promise to be honest with you. ”

"Fair enough."

"Then listen to ......" The puppeteer opened his own story meeting with ease.

(End of chapter)