My Little Country

　　The population of Nicaea is not less than the country of cherry blossoms, the area is larger than the country of cherry blossoms, and the resources are more than the country of cherry blossoms.

　　 The population is only over 100 million people that can be officially counted.

　　 Considering that many villages are secretly controlled by local kings or warlords, there are even more rebels.

　　 The real population will only be more.

　　 But there are many people, and the strength is not necessarily great.

　　Political chaos, the army is decaying, and the economic lifeline is controlled by the multinational group.

　　In the eyes of many scholars, Nicaea has been in a semi-colonial and semi-feudal state.

　　 is a weak country in general.

　　 Even the upper class of Nicaea has realized the importance of the extraordinary conference, and they are extremely envious and jealous of the power to obtain extraordinary materials.

　　The funds provided for this diplomacy are still limited.

　　 is not even as good as some rich private funds.

　　 "You know, the commander takes this very seriously."

　　General Ami turned around and sat on the sofa: "Is there really no other way?"

　　 "You know, those officials..."

　　 "This time is different." The young secretary sighed: "Our channels are all useless."

　　 "Those officials have no more courage in facing the Ampere family."

　　 "Especially the dog who is called Onmyoji... Non-human Ampangfu!"

　　The young secretary grumbled and said, "We will visit each other."

　　 "As a result, I couldn't even enter the threshold."

　　 "The dog of Onmyoji despised our gifts, and looked at nothing but the generous conditions provided by our country of Nicaea."

General 　　 heard this and frowned slightly.

　　 lack of financial resources as early as he expected.

　　 traveled this time. The reason why he accompanied him was to be able to promise some gray conditions on behalf of the commander at a critical moment.

　　 For example, the mining rights of some unexploited mines, such as the right of way of a certain railway, etc., can be discussed.

　　 can be exchanged.

　　 but don't want to, the other party refuses to talk like this?

　　 Really... competitors are too strong?

General 　　 General Ami asked a consultant to take the record. The more he looked through it, the more ugly his face was.

　　 "Those first-class powers are too shameless."

　　 "They will definitely get the extraordinary conference quota...but they still have to grab our quota!"

　　 "These powerful countries are so unreasonable!"

General 　　 said Ami, but the group of people beside him was silent.

　　 No one dared to speak, but secretly sighed.

　　 was born, and great changes are coming. The masks maintained by the world's original powers have been torn apart during this time.

　　Weak countries have no diplomacy.

　　 was once again proved to be a well-known saying.

　　 Extraordinary places, although powerful countries will have, but definitely not too much.

　　Even for the sake of benefit, they will definitely monopolize the quotas as much as possible, so that the less powerful the participants, the better.

　　 After all, there are limited cakes in the real world for a certain period of time.

　　If there is really significant information at the conference, it is clear that the participants' forces will become natural alliance forces.

　　 They will get the most important time to face the change!

　　 "We...cannot be abandoned by the world!"

General Ami said this.

　　 opened his eyes and looked around.

　　 looked at everyone who bowed his head and dared not stare at him.

　　 Angry Ami in his heart yelled: Waste!

　　 He waved his hand. In addition to a few core cronies, General Ami told everyone to leave the suite.

　　 Just when General Ami snarled at these people in anger, trembling and clenching his fists, he was ready to use violence to vent.

　　 The light suddenly dimmed.

　　 Then, a black mist wrapped the door and the floor-to-ceiling windows, causing several people inside to be cut off in exclamation.

　　 Then, a strange man wrapped in a black bandage all over the body appeared from the dark mist where the floor-to-ceiling window was, as if leaning on the dark mist, it could pass through the window.

"do not worry."

　　 The black bandaged freak's eyes with a faint red light, he swept through the several Nicaea messengers, and said hoarsely.

　　 "I am here to do no harm to you."

General 　　 General Ami killed someone anyway.

　　He summoned up the courage and looked at the weirdo: "Tell your origin, unknown mysterious person."

　　 "Hehehe."

　　 The black bandage weird smiled and said:

　　 "I'm here to make a deal with you."

　　 "Nicia, there is no inheritance of extraordinary powers."

　　 "In our circle, Nisia is a blank place."

　　 The news of the black bandage freak made General Ami and others listen to a sudden palpitations in their ears.

　　 They felt the news made them worse.

　　 "......"

General Ami sighed softly and said, "So?"

　　 "So the Nicaea region is a good place for us to rest."

　　 "You are high-level in the Nicaea region."

　　 "You guys, would you like an extraordinary convention place?"

　　 "Yes!" General Ami nodded.

　　 Several celebrities heard the extraordinary conference places and their eyes glowed one by one.

　　 "Quota...I have!"

　　 said the black bandage freak, and slowly pulled out a black crystal sculpture of the war goddess Morrigan from the void.

　　 This statue is 17 centimeters high, but it is lifelike and rich in details.

　　 plus the superb craftsman who sculpted it obtained Xiao Yu's permission to use various superb carving techniques.

　　 Even if there is no mana, the statue of the goddess of war Morrigan still made General Amy and others see it at the first glance, and there was an illusion that saw the live goddess of war Morrigan in his heart.

　　Instinctively realized that this statue is not easy!

"what!"

The young secretary behind General Ami saw the statue clearly and was startled: "This is the goddess of war Morrigan!"

　　 "The evil **** who has ravaged the British Wudu!"

　　 "Hehehe, you call it wrong." The black bandage freak shook his head: "Moligan, the goddess of war, is just the evil **** in the Celtic's extraordinary eyes, evil god."

　　 "Mastering the power of death did make her fear, but at the same time she also mastered the power of harvest and forest and became the goddess of nature in the eyes of many people."

　　 "And, these are actually not important."

　　 "Isn't it? Evil or justice, only care about position."

　　 "The key is, you and I know."

　　 "Morrigan, the goddess of war, is a true god, a living god!"

　　 "But, wasn't she defeated, did the gray smoke disappear?" The young secretary asked with a mouth open and whispered.

　　 "Flying to smoke?"

　　 "Hehehe, the true God is immortal."

　　 "She lives in the world and exists in the void."

　　 "Just for coming again."

　　The black bandage freak said this, and placed the statue on the table, and then the black mist began to dissipate slowly around.

　　 He also retreated back to the black mist near the floor-to-ceiling windows~www.wuxiaspot.com~ whispered:

　　 "Choose, Nicenes."

　　 "It is to help us and let the goddess of war Morrigan get his faith back."

　　 "Or... in the next big trend, abandoned by the world?"

　　 The sound slowly dissipated, and at the same time, the black mist gradually disappeared.

　　 With the lights back on again.

　　 Everything is like a dream.

The 　　 disciple left a black crystal statue of the goddess of war Morrigan, suddenly appeared on the table, reminding the people of Nicaea that what just happened was not an illusion!

　　 However, Xiao Yu, who pinched the crystal skull of the faith artifact, knew that it was an illusion.

　　 It's just that while weaving the illusion, he sneaked in and let the statue go.

　　 "This is the first one."

　　Xiao Yu landed on the rooftop opposite the hotel, watching General Ami hesitate and finally picked up the statue of the goddess of war Morrigan.

　　 He smiled in a sly manner.

　　 prepares to use the power of the illusion of the crystal skull to continue to flicker under a small force.

　　 So that they can really work hard as free labor, to cultivate believers for the goddess of war Morigan, to gain the power of faith. ...

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