In a solemn silence, the meeting began. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although the whole meadow was very quiet, only the impassioned speech of the sturdy mustache on the high platform, Himmler could still faintly feel the suppressed and great fanaticism in this solemnity.

Mr. Adolf waved his arms, his face flushed, his voice loud and powerful, his tone full of emotion, very contagious, attracting everyone's attention and tugging at everyone's heartstrings.

Even Himmler felt a little infected by him, and couldn't help but immerse himself in the context he constructed.

Could it be that those aliens were really so hateful? Himmler could not help but fall into deep thought.

No! No, you are a glorious "ghost gendarme", you cannot be brainwashed by him! He is only inciting, he is only brainwashing, he is only imposing his views on you!

Himmler woke up violently, barely reluctantly throwing out the echoing sound in his head.

Well, Himmler admits that he didn't really know much about the aliens, what kind of people they were, what they did? He didn't know anything.

But he knew that what Mr. Hitler said was wrong, and that these aliens might have done some bad things, but they were by no means as heinous as he said, and they could not be "the culprits who would destroy Germany," nor could they be "the masterminds behind the exploitation and oppression of the people," and still less could they be "butchers with their hands stained with the blood of German soldiers."

They are just, most of them are just ordinary people, even those aliens who become nobles are all small nobles, and they can't be as terrible as he says, so terrible that they control all aspects of Germany and all walks of life.

But why did Mr. Adolf preach this in front of everyone, and let everyone go to more places to preach his views? It doesn't make sense.

Himmler looked around carefully, and found that everyone was listening very attentively, and their eyes were fixed on the Monsieur Adolf, full of convincing and fanaticism, without the slightest resistance or suspicion.

What's going on? It shouldn't be.

Himmler believed that most of these people should not be stupid, and why were they so convinced of this view that a little thought could be found to be wrong?

Could it be that this party is made up of fanatical nationalists?

No, it's not like that, when we discussed it before, not many people talked about those aliens, and even if they did, the tone was very relaxed, and there was no great hatred!

Himmler fell into deep thought, pondered for a long time, and he could not understand.

Although pointing the finger at those aliens is not the same as pointing at the aristocratic lords, this will not arouse the disgust of the authorities, and you can even go directly to the street to give a speech, without worrying about being arrested by the gendarmerie. However, even if it can be freely promoted, it is pointless at all, except to recruit those aliens, everyone has a good fight, Himmler does not see any benefits to be obtained here.

“...... Gentlemen, please keep up the good work!" Mr. Adolf's speech ended.

Thunderous applause immediately erupted on the lawn by the river, which shook the birds in the forest and fluttered in panic.

Then came to power Deputy Minister Klose, who was also the second and oldest member of the German National Socialist Party.

He cleared his throat and first praised: "In the past month, everyone has worked very hard to complete the basic construction of the branches of the 12 districts of Berlin, and has made outstanding contributions to the future development and expansion of our party.

After a pause, he continued: "Everyone's efforts, my party, including me and Mr. Adolf, are all on the look. The purpose of our party is that meritorious service will be rewarded, and mistakes will be punished. Now, I will read out this month's list of advanced individuals. ”

Then, he took a piece of paper out of his pocket and put it in front of him.

Himmler suddenly felt everyone's breathing become rapid, and everyone's necks were stretched, staring at the thin piece of paper in Deputy Minister Klose's hand.

Clearing his throat, he began to read: "The first place of the month, or Zeller, this month, he not only completed 34 tasks, but also started from scratch, independently supported a branch, and made a very outstanding contribution to our German National Socialist Party, here, special change praise, in addition, 200 merit points!"

In the sound of swallowing saliva in the audience, the young man with a long knife on his back walked up to the podium, shook hands with the three people on the stage one by one, and then excitedly delivered an award speech: "I can not win the advanced award without the guidance of Mr. Adolf, without the careful teaching of Deputy Minister Klose, and without those comrades and friends who have helped me in the process of the mission. The reason why I can get where I am today is because of everyone's support, I think that as long as I ......"

Himmler was a little surprised, he knew the young man, but he happened to be the branch minister of his Panko district, and his immediate boss.

I really didn't expect that he came and went all day long, running all over the streets in a hurry, and he often didn't see anyone in the branch, so he went to do the task. No wonder I have been in the organization for so long, and I haven't even done a so-called task, I thought I was a newcomer and was not qualified to do the task, but now that I think about it, I shouldn't have been done by him.

After some thanks and encouragement, Deputy Minister Klose read out again: "This month's second place, also a familiar face, Eva Braun, although she has been working at the headquarters, but in this month, she has also completed 30 tasks, and has also made outstanding contributions in her post, here, 100 merit points are specially awarded!"

This time, she came to the stage was a beautiful woman wearing tight leather armor and looking radiant, and she looked very capable, looking more calm than the young man with a long knife just now.

Then, there was a fixed handshake and testimonial.

However, Himmler particularly noticed that when shaking hands, the ordinary-looking "chief of staff" among the three people on the stage had an unhappy face, and his gaze at the woman was also a little unkind, which was very strange.

Then there are three, four, and five, all of whom come down in turn, all of whom are backbone members who have done more than 25 tasks a month. They received 50, 25 and 20 merit points respectively, which can be seen to be very stingy in the issuance of merit points. It also highlights its preciousness from the side.

Himmler also saw that many people were full of chagrin, some gritted their teeth fiercely, some beat their chests, and they all looked very unwilling, and they must have completed a lot of tasks.

Himmler carefully analyzed it, and he could see that this party was very dynamic and promising.

For one, they did not oppose the Junker aristocracy, and as long as they did not overdo it, they would not be hit hard. Second, all the members here are very capable, not afraid of hardship, not afraid of difficulties, and their enthusiasm for work and tasks is very high. Third, they have a mature theoretical system, relatively perfect rules and regulations, and will use various methods to motivate their subordinates, which is very meticulous and proper.

It's just that Himmler also discovered the key points that make up all this!

That's the merit point system, or rather, the martial arts that can be exchanged for those merit points.

In this world, the most important resource is not gold jewelry, nor is it a treasure of heaven and earth, nor is it a land talent, but a martial art!

Whether martial arts are strong or not determines your status, your power, the resources you obtain, and everything you possess.

If you learn a powerful martial art, you will be able to make countless achievements on the battlefield, and you can create a powerful family, or a powerful academy, or even a powerful empire!

However, for the vast majority of people, it is extremely difficult to acquire martial arts, especially high-level martial arts, and even more so for Germans.

Or, you have extremely powerful natural qualifications, and with them, you can worship those powerful martial arts academies or the Holy See, and receive their teachings and training.

Or, if you have the money and wealth of the country, you can go to the church, or auction at various levels, and spend a lot of money to buy that extremely cherished martial arts cheats.

In addition to these two roads, the vast majority of people work hard, and what they can get is only some of the most inferior, and they can't get on the stage.

And that kind of superficial martial arts, even if you practice to death, at most you are just a great warrior, and you don't have any future at all.

Are you unwilling? Want to achieve a higher realm?

Then you have to find a way to obtain high-level martial arts!

But obviously, for most people, it is simply impossible, they can't change their natural aptitude, and they can't get millions of dollars. All they could do was to fight for their lives in the army, to be dogs for the nobles, or to try their luck in other countries, but these were not guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Himmler couldn't help but feel a little emotional, alas, I was hoping that all this in front of him was true, so maybe he could get a high-level martial art, and he didn't have to be an actor all day long and fight for his life on the knife.

Unfortunately, no matter how you think about it, all this in front of you can only be a scam!

What merit point system, what moves, internal strength, light skills, what daily tasks, combat missions, what advanced individual rewards?

It's all a scam! It's all a scam manipulated by careerists!

The poor members, carried away by lust and fanaticism, have all fallen into the deception of careerists on stage or hiding in the shadows.

There are some masters in the larger parties, and in the two largest parties, Himmler has even seen grandmaster-level masters. In this organization, there may be a few masters, and there are also two or three high-level martial arts, but that's all.

Could those masters really contribute their precious martial arts secrets? Of course it can't be! That is the treasure of family heirlooms! No one will give such a precious treasure to others in vain!

Perhaps, what kind of trick and big drama these careerists have played, so that these poor creatures can see the vague hope and drive them to give everything for their own interests!

Haha, after all, there is no one who has successfully redeemed the cheats now, has it?

Oh, even if someone has saved up enough merit points, they also have a way, filming him to do a mortal mission, filming a person as a trust, and letting others go up to act?

As far as Himmler could think of, there were more than a dozen ways.

It's boring, it's sad, Himmler sighed as he looked at the poor people who were ignorant and still excitedly discussing something.

Alas, that's all this for this organization, go back and write a report and hand it in, it's just a small party set up by a liar, and it can't do anything about it.

The meeting gradually came to an end, and the three high-level executives on the stage left the venue first, and the others also discussed for a while, and then left the venue one after another with their branch ministers.

Of course, Himmler's deputy minister was a big celebrity, and there was an endless stream of people who came to talk, ask for advice, ask for help, and seek alliances, but when the sun went down, they also began to return to the city.

The group walked out of the forest and stepped on the path between the trees.

Himmler couldn't help but ask the head of the Ziller branch: "Minister, can this really be exchanged for martial arts? Have you really seen those martial arts?"

"Of course!" The young man with the long knife replied without hesitation: "I'm the first person to see those martial arts cheats, more than a dozen sword techniques, just put them there, that book "The Connection between the Wild Goose Soaring and the Knife Technique" I have seen part of it, it is really a top knife technique!, of course, I don't plan to redeem it in the first time, you know, I use a long knife, that is the double knife technique, I don't like it very much, so, I am here in "Knife Secret Technique: Blazing Flame", and "Wind Knife: Autumn Song" Choose one, one is powerful, one is elegant, all of them are suitable for me, oops, it's really hard to choose. ”

"But you ......," Himmler couldn't help but say his analysis.

"Oh, I remember, you haven't done a mission yet, have you? Sub-Minister Zeller interrupted him: "Don't worry, starting next week, I will arrange tasks for you, all of which are simple and easy speeches and propaganda tasks, although there are not many meritorious points, but it is safe and convenient." ”

He paused, turned his head and said, "It's not good to be like me, in order to change to the sword technique as soon as possible, I will specialize in combat tasks in the future." Those aliens are not easy to deal with, and there are a lot of masters in them, so for the time being, our branch will not issue combat missions, that's all, understand?"

Although they were angry, the other members didn't dare to say anything, and they all nodded yes.

After hesitating for a while, Himmler decided not to fight the branch ministers who were on the rise, and chose to remain silent.

As soon as he returned home, Himmler took a pen and paper, wrote down in detail what he had seen and heard in the past few days, the situation at today's conference, and his various analyses, and secretly sent them to the secret contact point of the gendarmerie without stopping.

Another night of tossing and turning, and that fanatical face lingered in Himmler's mind.

Alas, what a wretched man, forget it, it's none of my business, I should go to another party in a few days.

The next day, picking up the flower pot in front of the door, Himmler received a reply from the gendarmerie, and there was only one sentence on it, a sentence written by Lord "Silver Eagle" himself:

"Continue to lurk, find a way to exchange for any martial arts, and hand it over to me. ”

(To be continued.) )