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Fangran was slightly stunned. The moment he was stared at by Mucheng's eyes and asked this sentence, Fangran was wondering if the other party, who had such a thing as intuition, had already guessed something, so he smiled and asked again.

"Sister Chengzi, do you have one too?"

The tranquility and seriousness just now seemed like an illusion. The next second, Mucheng folded his hands on the table and continued to lie lazily, looking away and muttering.

"I won't tell you."

Hey... Could it be that you said those words before and your life was peaceful as a result...

When Fangran couldn't help but think this way, he saw Mucheng looking at the people who were discussing on the other side, his eyes recovered and he recalled in a daze:

"The eldest young master was already there when I joined the night bureau. Apart from the magician, the alchemist, and Sister Revival, he was the first member to join voluntarily. Although I have always been curious about why he likes to be free and does not want to be bound. Do this."

"Speaking of it, the eldest young master is always the one who cares most about all the things in the bureau, but I always thought it was because he was too bored..."

Hearing Mu Cheng, the only one with seniority in the children's group, say such things, Qing Ning, who picked up a donut but had not yet moved her mouth, also thought about the things about the eldest young master since she joined the night game.

Fang Ran, who had only met the eldest young master for a few days, was surprised when he heard such things. The eldest young master who had left an indelible impression of a rich young prodigal son on him from the first meeting,

What kind of unknown past did he have that led to him being followed by Emma, ​​who was just like a real person, and becoming a member of the Night Bureau?

"The same goes for the national war. I came back early this time..."

Listening to Qing Ning's voice that she was unwilling to admit, Mu Cheng, who was lying on the table, lazily closed his eyes and sounded like he was about to fall asleep.

"Yes~ He's obviously a playboy who travels around the world with his own mechanical girl~"

"Sister Chengzi, you should reflect on this, and so should you, Jotta."

"Yes...I'm sorry..."

"すみませんんん~~"

Seeing Jota and Mucheng, who had admitted their mistakes obediently and showed no remorse under Qing Ning's severe criticism, Fangran was somewhat surprised and complained speechlessly:

"So is the national war... How should I put it? Such a responsible approach is really out of proportion to his pure and unique painting style."

Hearing him express everyone's thoughts, Mucheng opened his eyes droopingly, glanced at the cup in front of him quietly, then closed it safely and yawned lazily.

"Well, it's probably the same as why he joined the Night Bureau. It's because of Sister Yesheng..."

Sister Yesheng...?

It was a rare occasion to talk about this with his companions in the night game. When Fangran heard Mucheng say this, he was stunned. At the same time, Jota added in a low voice while holding a milk glass.

"After all...Sister Ye Sheng is so kind...she helped me a lot when I first woke up..."

"My mother's illness started to improve slowly after Sister Yesheng found out about it and gave me treatment medicine."

Gou Yu, who had been sitting next to Fang Ran and listening quietly to everyone's chat, also put down his tea cup and spoke softly and calmly.

"In fact, although things like national war are a means of resolving hidden disputes on the surface, they are not very important to the majority of participants who join a force just to find similar people."

"During the last national war, I didn't feel any belief in winning or fighting spirit from my opponents. It was more of a business matter that would end at the end of the mission and almost admit defeat."

Having said this, Qing Ning took a small bite of the donut on her hand and glanced over there quietly to make sure she wouldn't be heard. At her age, she was a little embarrassed to speak but she still whispered:

"So everyone wants to win the national war just because Sister Yesheng wants to win. Although their reasons are different, everyone wants to do something for Sister Yesheng,"

"Young Master, he probably thinks so too..."

Listen to this,

Fangran was in a trance. At the same time, he remembered a lot from the night when the Maserati exploded in the fire and Ye Sheng hugged him to avoid the reverse attack. Although he knew everyone in the bureau from that time While being extremely important to Yesheng, Yesheng is also indispensable to everyone.

But this connection seems to be deeper than he imagined.

This...maybe should be called a 'bond'...

For some reason, this word came to Fangran's mind, as if something lit up in his heart.

"So what was the situation like in our previous national wars?"

Shaking his head slightly to get rid of the inexplicable feeling just now, Fangran asked this question, and then saw Qing Ning biting the donut.

"I've only participated once and lost the last time."

Um...didn't you just say that the other party has no fighting spirit or belief...

"Then the national war before...?"

Wei Wei was speechless and ashamed for a second, then Fangran asked in a tentative tone to Mucheng who was lying on the side, and then saw Mucheng silently putting on the hat of Xiaomi's cloak.

"We lost last time too."

Fangran: "..."

Speaking of which, I seem to have heard from Sister Su that the night game is considered a relatively weak force...

"Then before..."

"The world's forces have become more stable since the night war, and the established national war will be held only once every four years. Our current night game was established almost ten years ago, and we have only experienced two national wars before this time. .”

Hearing that Fangran seemed to want to ask about the earlier national war, Gou Yu, who had already known the relevant knowledge, answered him this time.

"What are the rules of the national war? Why did we all lose? I feel that everyone in the game is not weak..."

After hearing that he had lost twice in total, Fangran slapped his forehead and asked speechlessly.

"Um...Fangran, compared to the strength of everyone in the bureau, the main reason for our night bureau is that there are relatively few people, so..."

"There are fewer people?"

Watching Jota weakly explain the root cause to himself, Fangran blinked in confusion, and then Mucheng, who still participated in both times, looked at him lazily with salty eyes and said:

"Well~ there is no other way. After all, in addition to the three level battles in which three members of each level with basic combat strength C level or above are required to fight in the national war, there is also a group battle that requires the force to be large enough to fight ten B level members. , although everyone in Class B in our game is very good, but because there are not that many people, we still lost the game directly."

"It's just because we don't have enough people. We obviously won both the C-level and B-level battles last time, but the other side just bullied us for the short time it took to establish the night game..."

When Qing Ning mentioned this, she snorted dissatisfiedly. Fangran looked at her angry look and frowned slightly and said:

"There are three people in each level of A-level, B-level, and C-level. Including team battles, there are four games in total. So if we win twice, shouldn't we at least draw?"

"No, the rule of the national war is that if the victory is the same, the side that wins the A-level battle will win. After all, top combat power is the key to judging whether a force is strong or not."

"Even though Sister Ye Sheng's ability as a cultivator is very comprehensive and strong, the time of inheritance is still short after all. Facing the opponent's A-level starting with at least ten years of experience, it is difficult to win, let alone the opponent has two A-level players. Level, oh, by the way, although the national war rules require three people for each level, A-level battles are generally not satisfactory."

Listening blankly to Mucheng lying on the table and saying this in a dry-mouthed tone, the memories in his mind suddenly came back, and the memories of the past came flooding back.

-'You can't kill that monster'-

-'But if you can't do it at all, those are just mirror images, and you are just dying in vain! ’-

-'That's my business. I must get the reward for this scene and use my own efforts to prove to everyone...'-

-'I am enough to hold the weight of this spiritual abyss! ’-

...

The words of Ye Sheng and him arguing in the disaster city of the hunting scene emerged, and finally turned to the sunny ward not long ago. Yesheng looked at herself and smiled softly, with the wind ruffling a few strands of her hair.

-'No matter how hard you work, I want to win the next national war. ’-

"Is this...like..."

In the end, Fangran, whose thoughts were drifting away, said in a daze, and was interrupted by the arguing between Hua Ling and Su Qun on the other side.

"Huh? What's wrong with Sister Hualing?"

Qing Ning also noticed the strange voice on the other side asking, and after listening quietly for a while, Gou Yu reluctantly guessed from what he could only hear in fragments that he was speaking uncertainly:

"It seems that Sister Hualing is opposed to Brother Suqun appearing as a participant in the war...?"

"Really... Well~ This is normal. After all, Su Qun was so seriously injured because of Hua Ling last time. It is inevitable that she would blame herself and worry..."

Mu Cheng, who was obviously wearing a small cloak and looking like a deadbeat, lay on the table and said in the tone of someone who had experienced many vicissitudes of life:

"But if we use more alchemy this time to make this A-level battle powerful, even if no one appears in the C-level battle, we still have the possibility of winning..."

"Well...Sister Su Xus seems to be calling us over..."

Yota, who was huddled in the chair, noticed Su Xing waving to them to come over. Although they were particularly surprised that something was wrong, several people got up one after another and went over there to find a place to get ready.

Then when they all looked at Yesheng, they heard her raise her dark pupils and speak calmly:

"Although it is a bit abrupt, I have decided to give up this national war."

The moment the words fell, the relaxed expressions of all the night bureau members suddenly stopped. They were surprised why she suddenly said such words, and they were all stunned and silent as they digested the fact.

But at the same moment when she finished speaking, there were people who couldn't bear it and couldn't help but ask why.

Fang Shu made the smile fade away from his face and looked at her with a slight frown. He was silent for a moment before slowly asking:

"Why?"

The eldest young master on the other side also raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and then regained his composure and spoke seriously:

"Yesheng, are you serious?"

It was unexpected and natural. After hearing the words of giving up the national war from Ye Sheng himself, the first people to react were the Fang Shuzhao and the eldest young master, who were usually the least upright ones.

"Well, that's right. I have been thinking about it for a long time and decided to give up the victory of this national war."

Ye Sheng nodded in confirmation without the slightest hint of joking.

"Sister Sheng..."

Hua Ling beside her murmured in disbelief, Su Qun frowned at this decision, and Magician and Su Xing looked at each other, both seeing it in the other's eyes without knowing anything about it.

Meng Lang, who was also stunned, quietly glanced at the uncle, and when he saw his subtle shaking of his head, he sighed in confusion.

How is this going?

As for the 'children's group' who had just arrived, Mu Cheng and Qing Ning were even more confused.

No one knew why Ye Sheng suddenly said such words on the eve of the National War.

After looking at the others who seemed to be equally unaware, the eldest young master raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Sheng and asked.

"Can you tell me the reason?"

Recalling the prophecies he heard on the phone not long ago, Ye Sheng must have finally maintained the agreement with Shui Linlang, and replaced the unspoken reasons with other reasons.

"Suqun's recovery level is not yet risky. Uncle, because his strength is damaged and is not within the rules, we currently do not have suitable candidates for C-level battles. We put all our bets on B-level and A-level battles. For those who are already absent, For us who fight as a team, such a victory has no real meaning even if we get it.”

"Instead of making unnecessary efforts, I hope everyone will give up the idea of ​​winning and regard this national war as an ordinary form of exchange."

Hearing Ye Sheng say such irrefutable words, the atmosphere suddenly became a little dull. The lack of numbers and the fact that no one at a certain level could even fight was a fatal flaw in the night game.

The Fang Shu user who was about to say something suddenly fell silent. The eldest young master raised his eyebrows and said nothing. Meng Lang saw that this C-level battle could not even proceed, so he could only give up the idea of ​​using special rules to trick Fang Ran into playing. , feeling a headache and sighing in his heart.

There is no other way. It seems that I can only say that I have concealed my strength and am actually C-level...

But just a second before Meng Lang opened his mouth, Su Qun looked at Ye Sheng and spoke calmly:

"Sister Sheng, I..."

"It goes without saying, Su Qun, I agree with Xiao Ling and cannot let you take this risk."

But before he could speak, Ye Sheng shook his head gently and rejected his request to continue fighting.

"that..."

Then at this moment, a voice sounded from behind the crowd, seemingly because the atmosphere was serious and he didn't know whether it was appropriate for him to speak now.

Hearing whose voice it was, everyone looked at him in surprise, and then under the gaze of all members of the night bureau,

Fangran had an innocent look on his face that said, "What are you arguing about?" and said something that stunned everyone else.

"I'm C-level."

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