"Long time no see, gentlemen....... Gods. ”

Jean stared silently at the six gods sitting to his right, right, and across from him.

"Chubby, don't say a word about tonight's events, especially the little girl behind you."

The orange god spoke first, with a slight anger in his voice, Michelle looked at Jean in front of him in horror, but another thing came to mind in his head, the vacant throne, the chair that had been placed for an unknown number of years, had been vacant.

"Teacher, why are there only six gods in the hall of Congress but there are seven chairs, and there are also seven pillars outside."

"It was to show everyone that the six gods were equal to each other, to warn each other that no one's rights were above the other, and to convey fairness to all the citizens of the Shining City."

Michelle's head was in confusion at this time, sweat was constantly oozing from her forehead, and the facts in front of her shocked her too much, because Michelle had the impression that she had deep doubts about this matter from a very young age, a chair without people, but it was placed in the hall of Congress, next to the table representing the supreme theocracy.

I remembered what I had seen tonight, all seven pillars were glowing, and I remembered that Michelle had never seen a blue pillar glow.

Don't........

"Without further ado, I've already asked people to greet you first and signed this document."

As he spoke, Jean took out the light and shadow phone directly, and a light and shadow screen appeared, on which was the amnesty order.

The red god laughed, his voice a little sharp.

"Jean, this is not what you said at the time, you are leaving here yourself, remember what we said at the time? If you climb back on your knees one day, we will immediately acknowledge the fact that you are the seventh god of the Shining City, and we will immediately deliver the message to everyone in the city........"

"God? Is your head broken? Rui ......."

Jean didn't continue, but shook his head.

"I don't care what you think, sign this document for me tonight, and I'll do it tomorrow."

"Look at it, I haven't come back for a long time, I used to put down my cruel words and pat my ass and leave, but now I come back in this tone, Jean, you are only the head of the acting section now, and your status is below us! If you want us to sign the paper, you can crawl back from the outside, as you said. ”

Jean stared at the Crimson God with some anger, but the Cyan God said with a smile.

"Red, didn't you say it before? Why has it changed now? ”

The crimson god laughed sharply and shook his head.

"I'm just not happy, Jean, you have such a half-attitude, obviously you are a god, but you go to be the babysitter of those little ghosts......."

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Jean stood up, ripped open the crack of his shirt, and stared coldly at the red god.

"If you don't feel good, use your fists to speak."

"Okay, you wait a few minutes, I'll come over to Jean right away, we haven't fought in years, let me beat you half to death."

For a moment, the other five gods present burst out laughing.

"Have you beaten Jean?"

The orange god spoke, and the yellow god next to him shook his head.

"Save effort, red, it's just a document, Jean, you can sign it, but after signing, I just hope you can sit down and talk about the future of Bright City."

As he spoke, the six gods stood up one after another, stretched out different fingers, and pressed the handprints on the light and shadow file that Jean called up, and the six handprints emitting light particles were flickering, beating like flames.

After Jean put away the light and shadow documents, he sat down, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a leisurely puff, and the six gods looked at Jean at the same time.

The orange god said.

"We won't say anything more, Jean, just come back and sit down when you're tired, you've been annoying since a long time ago, and you're willful, and I don't want to think about your willfulness before, we're miserable, don't be like a child Jean, you're a god, not a man!"

At this time, Locke's face was pale, fine beads of sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, and he was extremely entangled in his heart, he didn't want Jean to sit on that cold throne, because once he sat on that throne, Jean would never be able to continue to look down and shuttle freely in the city as before.

Jean shook his head.

"Give me a little more time, there is still a future for the Bright City."

Immediately, the yellow god shook his head.

"It's been so many years, Jean, although you can maintain order again and again, but the human heart is not ancient, people, creatures with intelligence, will only self-destruct again and again, the era of mechanization is necessary, only let people become controllable creatures, there will be a future, efficiency and precision, this is something that people can't compare with machines."

The yellow god said, holding up a hand, and the yellow particles slowly floated out, and then turned into a human face, with incomparably clear veins on it.

"What do you think?"

"People are stupid, they will only repeat the mistakes of the past again and again, according to the current situation, at most it will not exceed 5 years, and the city will probably have extremely serious problems, and once again return to the era of war and blood, all kinds of problems, external problems, internal problems are squeezing, the order will collapse 100%, only the era of blood will come soon."

The human face in front of him was made of yellow particles and spoke in a cold, merciless mechanical voice.

"Artificial intelligence has been developed very early, it is necessary to let the city develop to the next stage, the era of fully mechanized artificial intelligence, everything is under control, cold or ruthless, this world has long been a wasteland, Jean, although your efforts have improved in the past 50 years, but time does not allow it, even if you are looking at the bright city every minute and every second, but can you see it?"

Sweat was pouring down Michelle's forehead, and fear appeared in her head.

Jean stared coldly at the yellow god.

"There are still a lot of people who are trying to live under the sun, and they ....... every day"

The orange god said in a deep voice.

"It's not what kind of life they want, but what kind of life we can give them, Jean, God can only do creation, and people enjoy the life that God created for them, when the next era is fully come, this city can continue to survive, the seven of us have created everything in the Bright City with our own hands, as the parents of the Bright City, we have the obligation to create a way for the Bright City to continue to survive before the city is on the verge of destruction, this is the responsibility of parents Jean, you think about it, What is right, the same problem repeats itself, the order will only become more and more fragile, and in the end, under the combined forces of internal and external, it will completely collapse, or do you want to see the hellish apocalyptic era that the seven of us have experienced in the past, where people eat people, blood and violence are staged every day, and the weak are always trampled by the strong. ”

Jean's face looked a little angry, but there was helplessness in his eyes.

"Food, as long as the problem of food is solved, at the end of this year, I will let the agricultural experimental base in the barrier area pass the bill."