Lord Of All: My Heroes Have Exclusive Units

(Brain storage place!)

(A new author, this book is a brainless and refreshing article. Don’t focus on details, don’t focus on logic...)

"Lao Zhang, there are only a few days until the open beta of National Lords. I heard that this game is jointly promoted by the United Nations headed by the five good people. Look at the overwhelming advertisements now, and let's play together then."

"Let's talk about it then. To play National Lords, buying the cheapest virtual helmet requires 10,000 Huaxia coins, not to mention the more luxurious virtual warehouse. The hard-working office workers are a bit reluctant to buy it."

"Hahahahaha, what's the reluctance? I took out all my savings yesterday and booked a game warehouse priced at 100,000 yuan. It can be delivered to my home in the evening. After a few days of testing, I will resign and work full-time in the future. Players, let’s go and dominate the world among the lords.”

"I really envy you, who can feed one person and the whole family is not hungry. Like me, there are seniors and juniors, and the most they can afford is a 10,000 yuan helmet, and they still have to ask for permission when they get home!"

Listening to the conversations coming from time to time, Zhu Zhao was a little confused.

Lord of all people?

Virtual helmet?

Game warehouse?

Why does it feel so familiar? Where have you heard that?

Just when Zhu Zhao couldn't think about riding his sister, Zhang Long pushed Zhu Zhao's arm, pushing his messy thoughts back to reality.

"Brother Zhu, let's play together in the open beta of National Lords. Weren't you very good at playing games before? Take me with you!"

Just such a sentence made Zhu Zhao wake up instantly.

He looked around. This was the company where he worked five years ago. The laptop screen on the desk in front of him was displaying the plan he had made for the client.

And at this moment, this scene allows Zhu Zhao's buried memory to gradually recover!

He remembered that this was a few days before the launch of the National Lords server, and it was also the biggest order he had received since starting work.

I have to finish the plan today, and I will go on a business trip with my boss tomorrow to win this project.

"Am I reborn? Back to a few days before the launch of the Lords of All People test?"

In order to confirm his suspicion, Zhu Zhao quickly took out his mobile phone that had been set to vibrate from his pocket and unlocked the screen, which showed August 29, 2123.

In other words, he was really reborn, and he was reborn a few days before the launch of the Lords of All People test.

If memory serves me correctly, the open beta of National Lords is September 1st, which means there are still 3 days left.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhao felt an unconcealable excitement in his heart.

I used to regret that I entered the National Lordship a few months late. I have been thinking, if I could do it all over again, I would choose Li Bai. No, it would be great if I could do it all over again.

Unexpectedly, it was finally my turn.

"It's finally my turn this time, right? Hahahaha!"

Before Zhu Zhao could continue YY, his colleague Zhang Long interrupted his fantasy.

"Brother Pig, are you hysterical again? The corners of your mouth are grinning to the sky. Do you want to be the God of War with a crooked mouth? I want to ask you a question, the public beta of National Lords, will you take me to play with you?"

"Let's talk about it then. Lords of All is different from other games."

As soon as Zhu Zhao finished speaking, another annoying voice came over.

"What are you playing for? You know how to fish at work every day. Have you completed this month's results? How much money do you make? What do you do for fun?"

After saying this, the annoying manager probably felt a little thirsty, so he unscrewed the thermos cup, took a sip of tea, took another sip, and continued to speak with some mockery.

"Even the cheapest virtual helmet costs 10,000 yuan to access Lord Lord's equipment. How much money do you have left in a month after taking away the basic necessities of life? How many months do you have to save to afford it?"

Hearing these extremely sarcastic words, the colleagues around him also stopped talking and lowered their heads in shame. There was nothing they could do. People are poor and have short ambitions.

If it weren't for the pressure of life, who would be willing to suffer this anger here.

"You bitch, what did you say?"

Zhang Long stood up first and yelled back.

In fact, this job is dispensable for Zhang Long. After all, his family is considered to have a small amount of assets.

The manager glanced at Zhang Long with a sneer upon hearing this.

"What, am I right?"

"Fuck you..." Zhang Long wanted to continue scolding him, but was stopped by Zhu Zhao.

"A wild dog rushes to bite you. There is no need to think about biting it. In this case, you should beat it to death with a stick."

After saying that, Zhu Zhao began to look around for the guy who could take advantage of him.

I have long disliked this manager. He just relies on his connections to find something to do every day.

In the past, life was forced and I had no choice but to endure it and get over it.

Now the national lords are about to start. With your own foresight, are you still afraid that you will not be successful?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, the more I think about it when I step back, the more I lose. Take this opportunity to punish him to relieve the anger he has suffered in the past few years.

The colleagues around him also suppressed laughter when they heard this.

When the manager heard what Zhu Zhao said, he felt as if he had been greatly insulted. He walked up to Zhu Zhao angrily and stared at Zhu Zhao condescendingly.

"Who are you calling a dog? Say it again if you dare!"

Zhu Zhao is a little funny. He has never heard such a mean request in his life, but he actually likes to let others call him a wild dog.

Zhu Zhao grabbed the back of the office chair with one hand and stood up slowly.

A pair of deep, cold eyes stared at the manager, making a move to pick up the office chair in his hand and throw it on it.

Only then did the manager react, sweat dripping down his back.

He saw a pair of vicissitudes of life, deep, cold, and murderous eyes.

That's right, there was a trace of murderous intent, as if the next moment, he would really be killed by the person in front of him.

This is what Zhu Zhao learned from five years of hard work in the Lords of the Nation in his previous life.

In five years, he killed countless monsters and killed not only ten thousand people, but also thousands.

Don’t forget that this game is a virtual simulation, there is no difference between it and the real world. What's more, this game is more than just a virtual game...

The manager was instantly frightened and sat down on the chair next to him in shock, not daring to look directly into Zhu Zhao's eyes.

At this moment, another somewhat cold voice came.

"Manager Wang, keep your mouth shut. Next time, no matter who is behind you, you will pack up and leave."

The person speaking at the moment is Meng Han.

Is one of the owners of this company. The list Zhu Zhao is currently working on was given by her.

She is dressed in professional attire, looks very beautiful, has a somewhat aloof temperament, and looks like a strong working woman.

Manager Wang followed the direction of the sound and looked at the person who was sitting on the chair. He could not help but tremble a little, his fat body sitting on the chair, and his eyes were full of fear.

He couldn't afford to offend this woman. Although Manager Wang also had a backer in the company, if he really pissed off the woman in front of him, he would really have to pack up and leave.

Meng Han didn't pay much attention to Manager Wang, but said something to Zhu Zhao.

"Come to the office with me."

Manager Wang couldn't help but muttered as he looked at the two people walking into the office.

"Aren't you just younger than me, taller than me, thinner than me, and handsomer than me? Bah, you just rely on women's pretty faces."

In the office, Meng Han, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Zhu Zhao affectionately.

"Is the plan ready? You should follow me to meet the client tomorrow."

Zhu Zhao looked at Meng Han with a dazed expression.

Ahem, she is indeed Aunt Meng. After five years, it was still amazing to see Meng Han again.

Although they are called aunties, they are called jokingly. In fact, they are not much different in age. It is just that one was born in 2099 and the other was born in 2101, but they feel that there is a century difference. That’s why I often jokingly call her Aunt Meng.

This is the only name Zhu Zhao dares to call.

Meng Han is his senior sister. Zhu Zhao accidentally saved Meng Han once during his college years. The plot is a bit cliché, but it never gets old.

I will understand everything later...