Alice's Dream Club

After a night of emptying his head, when the second day came, Zhuang Yan had already adjusted his state. Although he was very eager to get the Zhaoban as soon as possible so that Karen could get out of the coma as soon as possible, he knew that this matter must not be rushed. Bai Dongya needs time to make arrangements, and he has to continue to interpret the previous image.

So today's task is: hate the other members of the fucking council, and then reflect the eagerness in my heart to find the missing saint.

As a high-ranking councilor, he sent invitations to other councilors, and Zhuang Yan took the lead to come to the parliament hall of Muxiu Society.

The Parliament Hall is a structure somewhat resembling an ancient opera house, with a ring-shaped staircase structure as the main body, and a stone high-back seat at each equally spaced position. At the bottom of the ring is a podium for independent speeches. There is no obvious light source in the parliament hall, but the podium in the center below is still well lit, as if there is light shooting there from nothingness.

Standing in this empty parliament hall, Majestic looked at the place that belonged to him.

All the non-oracle decisions of the Muxiu Society were discussed and voted here. Thinking of all the issues he had participated in, he couldn't help but feel amused at his former self.

Regardless of whether it is passed or rejected, which issue is serving "the gods I believe in", but as Bai Dongya said-except for the strengthening of power, the gods have never given any promises to the Muxiu Society past help.

Before the imprint was removed, he seldom had this kind of thought. As the imprint was erased, this feeling became more and more serious.

If nothing else, the suppression of doubts is the trick of the imprint.

When I came to my seat, some councilors had already arrived. As long as I used my brain a little, I could see that Majestic took care of the saint according to her usual performance. Therefore, everyone who will come will know the purpose of solemnly using the compulsory convening authority of each congressman only once a year to hold this meeting.

People who have a better relationship with Zhuang Yan or who agree with Zhuang Yan's ideas will all nod to him after arriving. They tell Zhuang Yan their position with their eyes, and those who are generally in conflict with each other on this matter, even doubt Zhuang Yan even The members of the Holy Maiden either ignored his call, or went straight to their seats after arriving at the venue, not even paying attention to the solemn performance.

Members of Parliament were summoned one after another, and when no one entered the parliament hall outside the door for a long time, the only ones that Solemn knew he could summon were the ones in front of him.

But this also surprised Zhuang Yan.

The parliamentary system of the Muxiu Society is divided into three systems: high, medium, and ordinary. Due to the large number of people in total, the assembly hall was built to be comparable to the size of a basketball court. The total number of councilors is close to one hundred, and now there are nearly seventy of those who are too far away to return and refuse to call at the venue. It is because of this number that Zhuang Yan turned the surprise in his heart into a smile after a little thought .

Those who stood in the opposing position were probably reluctant to come as many as possible because they were afraid that the number of people would not be enough to occupy the right to speak.

The one who closed the door was Bai Dongya, the head of the jury. Although he was not a member of the council and the jury was also an independent institution of the Muxiu Club, he had the right and obligation to attend the meeting as he was directly under the gods.

Bai Dongya's face turned green, and beside him was a member of the regiment who was holding a water bag for him.

Seeing that almost everyone was looking at the bottle of water he was hanging on, Bai Dongya felt indescribably bitter in his heart.

A majestic head of the jury actually got fucking alcohol poisoned, don't you think this is a joke for this group of councilors?

"First of all, I would like to express my gratitude to the members who have been summoned. I would like to express my understanding to those who were unable to come due to important matters." Standing up solemnly, Lang Lang's voice echoed throughout the hall. Time is respect for the rights bestowed by our Lord, and it is also loyalty to one's own beliefs."

Hearing this statement, many people were in an uproar.

Bai Dongya pressed down the hood that was buttoned on his head, so as not to let others see his suppressed smile.

This Lao Zhuang is really too much. At the beginning, he used the meaning of the power of a general meeting of the councilors to kidnap those who refused to be present, and picked out the "friendly troops" who wanted to respond but could not rush back.

Changing the label of "refusing to convene by oneself" into "blasphemy" is really both immoral and depressing.

Of course, Zhuang Yan said this on purpose. Every congressman has a connection between likes and dislikes. Using this statement, it is also to give those who oppose the stand a blow.

"Mr. Zhuang, isn't it a little too much for you to say that?"

Turning his gaze to the spokesperson, he solemnly shook his head and said, "Is it too much? It's just stating the facts."

Ignoring the congressman who said he was too much, continued solemnly.

"I believe that you are more or less aware of the purpose of my convening this time, so in order not to waste time, I will make a long story short. I will investigate the disappearance of the saint in my own name. If I find something else during the investigation, I will I will choose to ignore it. Similarly, I hope that you will not obstruct me during my investigation, and solemnity will go first here..."

"Mr. Zhuang," suddenly another voice interrupted the solemnity, "Do you know that you are also going against my lord's will?"

The person who spoke was the one who had cast eyes on her from the same camp before, and the relationship between the two was pretty good. It stands to reason that she had no reason to jump back and stab herself at this time.

But soon, Zhuang Yan noticed the subtle movements of the female congressman, and after thinking about it, he immediately understood what she meant.

Instead of letting people from the opposing camp attack you, it is better to stand up and block their mouths in advance.

"Mr May, I need to correct you on this point."

The solemn attitude is serious, and there is no familiarity bias at all.

"As we all know, the saint is an extension that conveys the will of our lord. It is an extension that dedicates itself to the lord and becomes a part of the lord. But you should also be aware that the saint, as an extension of the lord, is inextricably linked with the holy things , If we don’t find out the whereabouts of the saint, it will not only cause unpredictable hidden dangers to the safety of the sacred objects, but also disrespect and disloyalty to our lord.”

"If that's the case, then I take back what I just said, sorry."

Those who were against the camp before saw Mr. Mei's remarks about the solemnity and were happy to watch the dog fight in the den. But when they heard the solemn statement, they immediately understood that the two had "premeditated".

"It's not so much a meeting, it's more like a statement of mine. Colleagues don't need to look for the saint to provide an explanation for my lord, but I solemnly must look for it, so that's it."

After speaking solemnly, he left the parliament hall regardless of the reaction of the people present.

When passing by Bai Dongya, the head of the jury nodded slightly to him, telling him to leave the rest of the matter to himself.

As soon as Yan Yan left the parliament hall, noisy voices reverberated. Some councilors standing on Yan Yan's side had already got up and prepared to leave, and some of them were deliberately provoking the topic, spreading the saying "If you don't look for it, you are blasphemy" Come.

Members of the opposing positions were talking to each other in low voices. Of course, most of them were scolding Zhuang Yan for being immoral, until someone stood up and initiated a voting resolution on "whether Zhuang Yan is allowed to find the saint in his own name".

When this voting resolution was proposed, Bai Dongya knew it was time for him to appear.

He pulled out the needle and took a few steps forward.

The head of the jury stood up and silenced the discussion, but the person who initiated the vote continued.

"Now, those who agree, please..."

"Caught it!"

With a loud shout, several people in the uniform of the jury quietly appeared beside the congressman. They appeared like ghosts, locked the shackles on the congressman's wrists, and then disappeared like phantoms.

"Mr. Zhuang's proposal is supported by the jury. This is to preserve the sacred objects bestowed by our Lord, and it is also the responsibility of our believers!"

Bai Dongya looked around at the remaining people present.

"And the search for the saint is also to find out who wants to harm my lord. You are so opposed to Mr. Zhuang. Could it be that you are all related to the disappearance of the saint!?"

"Judge, my lord has already issued a will, so you..."

"The connection between our lord and us is getting weaker and weaker due to the disappearance of the saint. Can you be sure that the whispers in your ears a few days ago must be my lord's abandonment of the saint instead of asking us to look for the saint?" Severely interrupted After seeing the other party, Bai Dongya gradually exuded the terrifying aura of a heretic inquisitor, "In this matter, inaction is the greatest blasphemy."

To be honest, Bai Dongya's words sound a bit forceful no matter how they hear them.

But after all, he is the presiding judge, directly subordinate to the gods, and a person who has a closer relationship with the gods than them. You have to believe what he says.

In order to avoid the suspicion of being "related to the disappearance of the saint" and for their own beliefs, those who stood on the solemn opposite had to temporarily put down their insistence on this matter at this time, and used their identities and relationships to find Holy Maiden, investigate who is trying to harm your god.

The meeting came to an end, and Bai Dongya also found solemnity in that bar after everyone left.

When I saw him, he was knocking on Erlang's legs and humming a little tune, and he was completely different from the solemn and stubborn man just now.

After taking a picture of Erlang's leg, which took up space, Bai Dongya sighed angrily: "You called this meeting and made such a statement, what exactly are you planning?"

He poured wine for the hard-working hero, and smiled solemnly and confidently, regardless of the disgusted look shown by Gao Jiu.

"Since I want to take action on that holy object, I naturally have to dismiss the people who stay in the headquarters. The fewer people there are, the easier it is for us to act."