Chapter 140: Dark Hero
"Aunt Wumu?"
When all the subordinates had dispersed and left, Su'er took the young widow's hand and called softly. Of course, Wumu, who has always been silent, did not say a word this time, and her face behind the veil was still quiet, like a dry, well-preserved plant specimen.
"Why is Dad a little weird? He seems to be very unhappy. "Su'er drooped her eyelids, it's a shame that such a little girl can put on a depressed expression." What can she do to make her dad happy? β
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Ever played basketball?
Even if you don't like to play, you will go to the training class for a while with curiosity, and then when others ask about it, you can say unashamedly: "Although I don't know how to play, I have learned." "Show off, or prove yourself? Or is it deliberately distorting the concept and replacing "can play basketball" with "learned basketball" to save face?
Have you ever played badminton?
It's just that if you play a few games with your friends in high school physical education class and win that little victory, you can calmly fill in "badminton" in the "interest" or "specialty" column of your resume in the future? Show yourself off, or prove yourself? Or is there no one in sight?
Learn to take out a little fur and brag shamelessly, this practice is not disgusting, everyone will have it. But the problem is that others mistakenly think that they are really good and expect it, and that's the worst. Isn't it? When everything is messed up by yourself, even if others don't cast disappointed eyes, you will be ashamed to find a hole to get into.
once stood on the basketball court, staring blankly at others passing the ball left and right, grabbing the ball, and he seemed to be a spectator; Once on the badminton court, he was scolded by his doubles companion, "Are you playing badminton?" You're playing tennis! "You don't want to try it a second time, absolutely not.
Have you ever commanded a war?
It's just that he cooperates with four or five people to fight a team battle and achieve a trivial victory, and he thinks he can defeat all his opponents, saying that "even a 1% victory may not be equal to 0". Show yourself off, or prove yourself? Or is it a slogan shouted by the weak when they cheer themselves on, and can be used to deceive themselves?
When Qingyi came to the conference room, he couldn't help but think of things that had nothing to do with basketball and badminton, and it was surprisingly painful. Resisting those burning gazes, he slowly walked to his place and looked at the four presidents.
"It was a pyrrhic failure." Qingyi hesitated for a long time before he spoke. He found that his voice was dry, and every word seemed to be dehydrated.
No one spoke, and the atmosphere was depressing.
"It's all ...... My responsibility. At the beginning, there were three paths in front of us: first, defend the city and fight a protracted war, and wait for the opportunity to act; second, to launch an attack on Ayalotis; Thirdly, the whole army retreated and abandoned Osgilia. Looking back now, the best option turned out to be the third one. β
Still no one spoke. Everyone's eyes were weird.
Qingyi could only stubbornly continue: "A protracted war is not good for us. Our entire necromantic camp is only about a thousand people at full strength, but how many living players are there? There are more than five or six hundred thousand! They can draw a part of their men to fight us, and they can exhaust our strength; But we have to stake all our strength, and we also have to sacrifice the time to do tasks and fight monsters and level up, which is also a big hindrance to us. β
"But the offense is also bad. The bald eagle can be said to be a last resort, and there are almost no flaws. Therefore, my strategic aim was to use my cavalry to smash the hinterland while the bald eagle was slackening. In order to disguise my tactical intentions and confuse the enemy, I blocked the gates of Osgilia and made a defensive stance. In contrast, the bald eagle sets a double trap. He knew we were going to break out, but he still set up a sparse ambush. He feigned slackness and lured me into attackingβ"
"Enough! Stop it! Super Burger King suddenly shouted.
Qingyi closed his mouth gloomily and stopped talking. He knew that it was useless to say "I'm sorry" a thousand times or "I'm sorry" ten thousand times now, and what he just said was more like shirking responsibility. He could relate to the feelings of the presidentsβno one likes to fail, and it is unlikely that they will like a fiasco. And the biggest person responsible for this fiasco is Qingyi himself, and the responsibility is so huge that it is impossible to shirk.
"No matter how much you say, I won't forgive you. If you lose this battle, what is it?! Why do people have to cry and mourn? Super Burger King gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of anger, and he was about to erupt into a tongue of fire: "I said at the time that I didn't want to lose to the guys on the other side, so I was willing to let you give me orders." β
"Maybe you're a mess of command, maybe your personal combat power isn't up to the top at all, but you're the only one who is the most strong among us! When everyone is desperate, it is you who stand up and lead us to continue fighting; When everyone has nothing to do, it is you who are laying out a strategic plan and competing with the bald eagle; When we die again and again, you rush to the front and challenge the great gods and heroic NPCs! β
"I won't forgive you because you're not wrong at all! I will only admire you, I will only worship you! In the past, I always said how smart and strong you are, and I thought he was joking, but after this battle, I understood...... What he said was true! Only you have the best chance of victory! Sorry, I'm so excited right now, I'm incoherent, and I can't express anything...... Stinger, it's your turn. β
Qingyi was at a loss. He had thought he would be cursed and abused.
The deadly stinger, whose face was quite bad, got up, leaned forward with his upper body, and took over the conversation: "Super Burger King hopes to win, but in fact we don't have the capital to win, and defeat is a matter of course, so the responsibility can't be all on you." Our necromantic players only created this new character with a sense of novelty in the beginning, and did not intend to fulfill unrealistic dreams such as 'conquering the world' or 'dominating the continent', let alone being hostile to the living players of the entire server. β
Speaking of which, the deadly stinger's eyes were constantly burning and exploding with rage, as if he had changed into a different person. He roared, "It's just that you want to get a city to develop your guild, why is it so difficult?!" Whose cheese did we move?! It's just an innocuous clash of camps, why did it turn into a war to the death? It wasn't until later that I realized that I was too naΓ―ve, and that the clash between the living and the dead was not a petty fight between orcs and elves. The pressure we are under is rare in the world, but the irony is that no one stands up for us or speaks for us. We are like abandoned pets, deprived of respect, pity, sympathy, and care, and can only live in humility. β
"At first, I thought it was with you - you slaughtered the town and tortured the pregnant NPCs, which attracted the hatred of the enemy. But I soon found out that the culprit was not you, but those of us who were powerless to protect ourselves. We've worked hard to form a guild, but you have three cities and two high-level combat classes! We can't even beat a small town, but you can take Osgilia! Even if you are heinous in the eyes of others, what does it matter?! I'd love to swap places with you if I could...... I really want to be the king of the necromancy of the 'gospel'! But I can't, only you can! You are indomitable, you are strong and unyielding, to put it mildly, you are a hero who stands on the dark side, and you can give shelter to all undead creatures! β
After panting and saying this call, the deadly stinger threw a different look at Qingyi, which was a look that contained trust and admiration, and that was the eyes that the ancient Roman people looked up to Caesar and the French people looked up to Napoleon.
Unclear got up and stretched out a hand: "I think so too." I'll just say one thing: I support you in whatever you do, even if it's the enemy of the world. β
Qingyi couldn't help but stand up and clutch his unclear hand tightly! Super Burger King and Deadly Stinger also came closer, four hands clasped tightly together! At this moment, the atmosphere in the conference room was high, and it seemed that it was about to break through the roof!
"Thank you......" Qingyi excitedly swore an oath: "Thank you for your understanding and support!" Yes, this defeat says nothing, we will make a comeback, we will take everything back! Now I have no fear, and I will no longer be confused, because you are my back, my blade! I've made up my mind that even if the road ahead is impassable, I'm going to make a way! No matter how much stigma I bear, I'm going to conquer Olquila! β
He turned his head and asked Shui Yishan earnestly: "Let's go together?" β
"I refuse."
Pang Shui Yishan looked at these people with strange and regretful eyes, and said, "You are all a group of crazy people, and you are all perverted. Because of the desire for power, it can be used at any cost, by any means, and even agree with what June Sunshine did? No normal person would agree to such an approach, would they?! Why is the June sun crazy, you should also follow the madness! β
"You say we're crazy? Well, Mr. Normal Man, do you have any way to get us out of this situation? Super Burger King is on fire, Yin Yang asked weirdly.
Pang Shui Yishan looked at each other for a few seconds, and then his voice was low and his eyelids lowered: "There is no way." β
"Then you stick to what you call 'normal'! I just want to live happily in the game, and I don't want to follow the rules of reality! β
"I'm sorry, I've struggled for a long time, but I still can't participate in your cult rituals. Maybe I don't understand anything, maybe I'm a weakling, of course, it has nothing to do with you anymore. Go ahead and leave me alone. β
After finishing speaking, he left the conference room alone, without any intention of looking back.
Why, the boy who has always relied on himself and obeyed himself, repeatedly refuses to work with him? Why, the weak president, who has no courage and talent at all, is actually going farther and farther away from himself? Qingyi looked at the other party's back, both angry and sad.
Even if you become the king, where are your friends?