The Most Powerful System In The Fantasy World

For decades, as Moore thought, his squeeze plan was perfectly implemented.

The wimpy Potter higher-ups turned into sandwich pies.

As long as he keeps putting pressure on the higher-ups of the Potter race, the other side will be able to meet his demands.

Moore looked at the people under his command and said, "How's the situation with the Potter race?"

A person stood up below and said: "The latest batch of equipment has been handed in, and the quality is still as good as ever."

"In terms of quantity... there is a difference of five percent from the target we have set."

When Mordau heard this, his face was a little cold and he said: "Five percent worse? Huh, it seems that the pressure from the top of the Potter race is not enough."

"Pass down the order, and continue to put pressure on the higher-ups of the Potter race in the near future. In the future, they will only be able to over-fulfill the task, and absolutely cannot fail to meet the standard."

The subordinate said with some embarrassment: "Master Moore, according to our tests, the creatures of the Potter race have reached the limit. If this continues, I'm afraid they will be exhausted to death."

Moore said: "What did you just say? Being exhausted to death? Isn't it just killing one or two Potter clansmen, what are you afraid of!"

The subordinate didn't speak, he just tried to persuade Moore symbolically.

Whether the creatures of the Potter race were dead or not, he wasn't too concerned.

What made him show the expression just now was completely because he was afraid of being blamed.

Once this kind of thing really happened, and he didn't report it, he must be the one who was unlucky in the end.

Now that he has reported the matter, Moore has also made a decision on the matter.

What happens after that has nothing to do with me.

Under Moore, we must learn to throw the blame and foresee the so-called big pit.

If you can't do this, when you really take the blame, the end will often be death.

Many of his predecessors in this position died in this way.

As a smart and witty Chaos Protoss, he doesn't want to fall.

Other senior executives under Moore said one after another:

"What Lord Moore said is true, what are we afraid of if one or two of these creatures of the Potter race who have continuously created value for us die!"

"We are doing this for their own good. If we can't even persist in this little bit of hard work, how can we achieve higher skills!"

"yes

, It's a pity that those creatures of the Potter race can't understand our good intentions, and think that we are harming them, which is really sad. "

"They are naturally good at building equipment, and our move will allow them to climb the peak in continuous building!"

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After these words were finished, all the senior executives present laughed.

They themselves knew the potential meaning of what they just said.

What bullshit helped the Potter race climb to the top was just a nicer way of saying it.

Once things are done, you have to take up righteousness!

When it's time to say something beautiful, you still have to say it, regardless of whether he secretly changed the concept.

The atmosphere in the conference room was harmonious, and everyone seemed to have anticipated a bright future.

Even Moore was laughing and laughing together.

At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

It's the kind of very hasty push away.

An ordinary Chaos Protoss walked in with a panicked face.

Instantly broke the harmonious atmosphere in the conference room.

Displeasure appeared on the faces of many Chaos Protoss leaders present.

Some even showed a fierce look on their faces, as if as long as the ordinary Chaos Protoss who broke into the conference room did not give a reasonable explanation.

In the next second, his blood will be splashed on the spot!

Moore had the same expression, he frowned slightly and said:

"What happened, so flustered?"

The ordinary Chaos Protoss who walked in felt that because of their impatience, they might have disturbed the interest of the adults.

Cold sweat had soaked through his whole body unknowingly, he stammered and said: "Master...Master...It's not good!"

Before he finished speaking, Moore knocked him to the ground with a slap.

I was waiting for others to be happy, and suddenly ran in and said that it was hard to say.

Who can accept this?

"You'd better tell me a bad reason, or I'm afraid you won't be able to survive today."

Sensing the murderous intent from Moore, this ordinary Chaos Protoss got up from the ground and said quickly:

"Lord Moore, just now a group of indigenous troops descended on our 615 area."

Moore didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at this time, and said indifferently in his tone:

"Isn't it just a group of indigenous troops coming

Are we in the 615 area, as for making such a fuss? "

"Just kill it!"

Other Chaos Protoss executives said the same:

"Master Moore's words are very true. It's just a matter of killing it. It's not like this kind of thing has happened for so many years."

"It's really not firm enough. This kind of trivial matter can be frightened like this. How can we achieve great things in the future?"

"When he came in, I thought the sky was falling. I was scared. It turned out to be such a trivial matter."

"Standing on the horse, you have caused me to destroy all the elegance in vain, you really deserve to die!"...

This ordinary Chaos Protoss with poor verbal skills completely fell under the murderous intent of the high-level officials.

Moore looked at the other Chaos Protoss high-ranking officials and said, "Let's continue talking about what happened just now, don't ruin your mood just because of this trivial matter."

As soon as the door of the meeting room was closed, it was rudely knocked open again.

Now it was the turn of Moore and others to be puzzled.

They really want to ask what day it is today, and why everyone is doing things with carelessness.

Have the lessons of the past been completely forgotten?

Looking at the signal soldier who broke in, Moore felt a little bad.

Ordinary things don't require the appearance of signal soldiers at all, and the appearance of the other party can only explain one situation, that is, the current situation is very bad.

Moore said, "What happened?"

The communications soldier read the information that had been memorized in his mind very quickly. Biqu library

"Latest report: A group of indigenous troops of unknown origin descended on our June 15 area and completely surrounded our area!"

"The latest emergency report: Our Chaos Protoss army was caught off guard by the opponent in a hurry, breaking three lines of defense in a row!"

"The latest emergency report: Our territory in the June 15 area is constantly falling, and now we have lost one-sixth... The rest is disappearing at an alarming speed."

"The latest urgent report: The only information we can get about this group of enemies is that the highest leader of the enemy is called Emperor Qin, and we don't know anything about the rest."...

An urgent report was read from the mouth of the messenger.

After finishing these urgent reports, he added another sentence: "The only information we have obtained is that the other party sent it to us on its own initiative."