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Slightly stunned, the moment she was asked by Mu Orange's eyes, Fang Ran was wondering if the other party with something like intuition had already guessed something, so she smiled and asked again.

"Sister Orange, do you have it too?"

The silence and seriousness just now seemed like an illusion. The next second, Mu Orange put his hands on the table and continued to lie on his stomach lazily, moving his eyes away and muttering.

"I won't tell you."

Hey... Couldn't you say the same thing before, and you ended up in a calm life...

When Fang Ran couldn't help thinking this way, she saw Mu Cheng looking at the people who were discussing on the other side, and restored the expression in Gan Wu's eyes, and recalled with some wonder:

"When I joined the night game, the eldest master was already there. Except for the magician, the magician, and the recovery sister, he was the first member to join voluntarily, although I have always wondered why he likes to be free and unwilling to be restrained. Do this."

"Speaking of all things in the game, the eldest master is always the one who cares most, but before I always thought it was his idleness and boredom..."

Hearing that Mucheng, the only older person in the kid group, said such a thing, and picked up a donut that hadn't moved his mouth, but also thought about the things about the young master since she joined the night game.

Only a few days after seeing the eldest master, Fang Ran, listening to this kind of thing, surprised the eldest master who left an indelible impression of the prodigal son from the first side.

What kind of unknown past is there that will be followed by Emma, ​​who is like a real person, to become a member of the night game.

"The national war is also true, and I came back early this time..."

Listening to Lime, I always felt a little unwilling to admit it in a low voice, and the orange lying on the table lazily closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep.

"Yes~ Na~ He is obviously a **** who makes waves around the world with his mechanical girl~"

"Sister Orange, you should reflect on it, and you are too."

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

"すみませんんん~~"

Seeing Yota and Mucheng who confessed their mistakes and prolonged their pitches without repentance under the severe criticism of Lime, she suddenly vomited in a bit of surprise:

"So is the national war... how to put it, such a responsible approach is really out of proportion to his peculiar style of painting."

Hearing his voice from everyone, Mu Cheng 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 game, it's because of sister Ye Sheng..."

Sister Ye Sheng...?

It's rare to talk about this with the companions in the night game. Fang Ran was taken aback when she heard Mu Cheng say this, while Jota held the milk cup and added a little softly.

"After all... Sister Ye Sheng is so good... helped me a lot when I first awakened..."

"My mother's illness also started to get better after Sister Ye Sheng gave me a cure after learning about it."

Gou Yu, who had been sitting next to Fang Ran quietly listening to the people chatting, also put down his tea cup and spoke quietly.

"In fact, although things like national warfare are a means to resolve hidden disputes on the surface, it is not very important to most participants who join a force and just want to find the same kind."

"During the last national war, I didn't feel the belief in winning or the intent to fight from my opponent at all. It was more of an official business that would almost concede defeat until the end of a mission."

Speaking of this, Lime took a small bite of the donut in her hand and glanced at it quietly to make sure she would not be heard. At the same time, she was a little embarrassed to speak at this age but still whispered:

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

"Master, he should think so too..."

Hearing these words, Fang Ran suddenly felt a little stunned. From the night when Maserati exploded in the fire, and Ye Sheng hugged him to avoid the backwater attack, he remembered a lot in an instant, although he has been Knowing that everyone in the game is extremely important to Ye Sheng, Ye Sheng is also an indispensable existence for everyone.

But this connection seemed more profound than he thought.

This...maybe called "fetters"...

For some reason, this word popped up in Fang Ran's mind, as if something lighted up in his heart.

"Then what about the state of our previous national war?"

He shook his head slightly and threw the inexplicable feeling out of his mind. Fang Ran asked this question, and then saw the movement of lime biting the donut.

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

Uh... Didn't you just say that the other party has no fighting spirit and belief...

"The national war before that...?"

Wei Wei was speechless and ashamed for a second, Fang Ran asked tentatively to Mu Cheng, who was lying on the side, and then saw Mu Cheng silently putting on the cap that was buried in the cloak.

"Last time I lost too."

Fang Ran: "..."

Speaking of it, it seems that I heard from Sister Recovery that the overnight game is a relatively weak force...

"Then before..."

"From the formation of the night war world forces to stability, and the establishment of the national war will only take place every four years, and our current night game was established almost ten years ago, and this time we probably only experienced two national wars. ."

Hearing that Fang Ran seemed to want to ask about the earlier national warfare, this time it was Gou Yu who had already known the relevant knowledge to answer him.

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

After listening to the record of losing twice in total, Fang Ran asked speechlessly, tapping his forehead.

"That... Fang Ran, compared to the strength of everyone in the game, the main reason for our night game is actually that there are fewer people..."

"Fewer people?"

Seeing Jota weakly explaining the root cause to himself, Fang Ran blinked in a puzzled manner, and then still, Mucheng, who had participated both times, lazily looked at him with salted fish eyes and said:

"Well~ there is no way. After all, in addition to the three rank battles with three members for each rank above the basic strength of C rank in the national warfare, there is also a group battle that requires the size of the force to be large enough to fight ten B ranks. , Although everyone in the B-level in our round is good, but because there are not so many people, we still lose a game."

"It's because there are not enough people. Obviously we won both the C-level and B-level battles last time. The other side bullied our night game for a short time..."

Upon mentioning this, Lime snorted very dissatisfied, and she frowned slightly when she looked at her angry:

"A-level, B-level, and C-level players play three players in each position, plus a total of four team battles. If we win twice, shouldn't we at least be a tie?"

"No, the rule of national warfare is that if the victory is the same, the side that has won the A-level battle wins. After all, cutting-edge combat power is the key to judging whether a power is strong or not."

"Even if Sister Ye Sheng has a very comprehensive and strong ability to cultivate immortality, after all, the inheritance time is still short. It is difficult to win an A-level who has at least ten years of experience in the face of the opponent, let alone the opponent has two A's. Level, oh, yes, by the way, although the rules of national warfare require three people in each level, the level of A is generally dissatisfied."

As she listened in a daze as Mucheng lay on the table and said this in the tone of dry salted fish, the memory in her mind suddenly turned, and the memories of the past came surging.

-"You can't kill that monster"-

-‘But if you can’t do it at all, it’s just beautiful, you’re just dying for nothing! ’-

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

-‘I can hold the weight of this Lingyuan! ’-

...

In the hunting scene, Ye Sheng quarreled with him in the disaster city, and finally turned to the sunny ward not long ago. Ye Sheng smiled slightly as the wind disturbed her few strands of hair.

-‘No matter how hard I try, I want to win the next national war. ’-

"Is this...how..."

Finally, Fang Ran, whose thoughts drifted away in his head, said in a daze, and then was interrupted by the dispute between Hua Ling and Suqun on the other side.

"Huh? What happened to Sister Hua Ling?"

Lime also noticed the strange voice over there, and listened quietly for a while. Gou Yu reluctantly guessed from what he could only hear a few words that he was roughly uncertain:

"It seems that Sister Hua Ling opposed the appearance of Brother Suqun as a participant...?"

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

Obviously, she was wearing a small buried cloak, a picture of a dead house-like shepherd orange, lying on the table with a kiss from the people who read the vicissitudes of life and said:

"However, if we use more alchemy to give this A-level combat power this time, even if no one appears in the C-level battle, we may still win..."

"That... Sister Recovery seems to be calling us over..."

Jota, who was shrinking in his chair, noticed that the resuscitation waved to them to beckon them to the past. Although it was particularly strange that there was something wrong, all of them got up one after another and went over there to find a place to do it.

Then when they all looked at Ye Sheng, they heard her raise her ink-colored pupils and speak calmly:

"Although it is a bit abrupt, I decided to abandon this national war."

At the moment when the voice fell, the expressions of all the members of the night game that were still relaxed for the last second stopped suddenly, wondering why she suddenly said such words, and digested the fact in silence.

But at the same moment she had just finished speaking, there were people who couldn't bear to ask why.

Fang Shu made the laughter on her face fade, and looked at her with a slight frown. After a moment of silence, she asked slowly:

"why?"

On the other side, the young master raised his brow slightly in surprise, and then returned to calm and said seriously:

"Ye Sheng, are you serious?"

It was unexpected and taken for granted. After hearing Ye Sheng's own words about abandoning the national war, the first to respond was the alchemist and the young master who were the least active in normal days.

"Well, yes, I have been thinking about it for a long time and decided to give up this victory in the national war."

Ye Sheng Pingjin nodded his head to confirm that he didn't mean the slightest joking.

"Sister Sheng..."

Hua Ling murmured inconceivably by her side, and the group frowned at this decision. The magician and the recovery looked at each other, both seeing through the eyes of each other and not knowing it.

Meng Lang, who was also stunned, quietly glanced at his uncle, and sighed in doubt when he saw him shaking his head unchecked.

How is this going?

As for the "child group" who just arrived here, the oranges and limes are even more confused.

Everyone didn't know why Ye Sheng suddenly said such words on the eve of the national war.

Looking at other people who also seemed to be unaware, the young master raised his eyebrows and asked Ye Sheng.

"Can you tell me the reason?"

Recalling some of the predictions he heard on the phone not long ago, Ye Sheng should have maintained the agreement with Shui Linlang in the end, and replaced it with other reasons without saying it.

"The recovery of the group cannot be risky. Uncle is not within the rules because the strength is damaged, so we currently do not have a suitable candidate for the C-level battle~www.NovelMTL.com~ All bets are placed in the B-level and A-level battles. For us, who have already been absent from the team battle, such a victory will have no real meaning even if it is obtained."

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

Listening to Ye Sheng's words that made people unable to refute, the atmosphere suddenly became a bit dull. The lack of numbers of people in a certain rank and even no one can play is a fatal flaw in the night game.

The alchemy that originally wanted to say something silenced suddenly, the young master raised his eyebrows and did not speak, and Meng Lang saw that the C-level battle could not even be carried out, so he could only dispel the original idea of ​​using special rules to put Fang Ran on the court. , I sighed with a headache.

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

But just one second before Meng Lang just spoke, he was even more unacceptable than he to give up this A-level opportunity with a clear magical technique. Su Qun looked towards Ye Sheng and said calmly:

"Sister Sheng, I..."

"Needless to say, Su Qun, I agree with Xiao Ling's view that you cannot let you take this risk."

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

"That one..."

Then at this moment, a voice that seemed to be because the atmosphere was serious, and I didn't know whether he was speaking at the right moment, sounded behind everyone.

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

Fang Ran had an innocent expression of ‘what are you arguing about’, and said words that stunned everyone.

"I'm a C grade."

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