On the last day of the competition, the sun was shining brightly and the wind was light.
Zhao Wuji and everyone sat together, waiting for the news, talking and laughing.
At this time, a convoy, escorted by a group of soldiers with live ammunition, appeared in everyone's field of vision, and an armed aircraft hovered above their heads.
When everyone saw the helicopter, they knew that the welcoming team was coming, and they all showed a knowing smile.
"It's finally over," Zhao Wuji said secretly.
After releasing his mental perception, he didn't feel the murderous intent of this team.
He breathed a sigh of relief and shouted with high spirits: "Death Army, let's go."
Everyone stood up solemnly, followed closely behind Zhao Wuji, and sent out several formations.
Everyone was silent.
Everyone knew very well that from this moment on, everyone was a member of the Death Army and a regular army of the Soma Kingdom.
Soldiers must behave like soldiers and follow military rules.
Zao Wuji was very satisfied with everyone's consciousness.
He breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward firmly, holding a completely withered lion's heart in his hand.
The two sides came together quickly.
After the eldest elder signaled the troops to stop, he saw the scene coming in front.
He didn't know what was going on.
The expression he looked at Zhao Wuji was more colorful and expectant, but He quickly regained his composure and walked slowly forward.
Under everyone's attention, the two people finally came together.
The elder looked at Zhao Wuji, took the withered lion's heart, and said in the international language: "Congratulations, you have become this year's warrior of a hundred races."
"Thank you, elder."
Zhao Wuji said politely.
The elder looked at the players a few meters behind Zhao Wuji and asked curiously: "They are all your followers."
"Yes, elder."
Zhao Wuji said neither humble nor overbearing.
"Congratulations, warrior of hundreds of tribes, follow me..."
The elder congratulated again, then turned and walked back.
Zhao Wuji didn't understand the rules, so he thought about it, signaled to the people behind him, and followed him.
The Death Army also followed closely, and everyone got on an empty truck.
Zhao Wuji was arranged to be in the same car as the eldest elder.
They all walked towards the base.
Along the way, Zhao Wuji saw that the elder had no intention of speaking and kept silent.
Suddenly, the eldest elder said: "You are elected as a warrior of hundreds of tribes.
I don't know whether it is a disaster or a hope for the African people."
Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, then he understood, thought for a while and said: "Whether it's a disaster or a hope, it's just a bunch of loess after all.
People will die eventually.
Wouldn't it be better to give everyone a chance?"
"I hope I am the Great Elder of the Hundred Tribes Competition.
I have forgotten my name.
You can call me Great Elder and tell me your ultimate purpose in participating."
The Great Elder said seriously.
Smart people don't need to mince words when talking.
Zhao Wuji estimated that these old foxes had guessed something, so he said bluntly: "I hope the African Union can mediate the war between Somalia and country a to prevent the Somali people from suffering."
"Sure enough, that's the purpose."
The great elder said and closed his eyes to rest.
Zhao Wuji waited for a while, but when the elder said nothing, he felt angry and annoyed, but he didn't want to be violent.
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He thought that the elder might not be able to make the decision, so he put aside his distracting thoughts and closed his eyes to rest.
After a while, seeing that they were about to arrive at the base, the Great Elder suddenly said: "You are quite calm.
It seems that I have underestimated you.
Regarding your request, I can only say that I will do my best, but I cannot guarantee it.
However, I have a condition that I hope you will seriously consider."
"Uh, what are the conditions?"
Zhao Wuji became curious and asked.
"Your men won a lot of money from the organizing committee."
The great elder stopped talking about it.
Zhao Wuji didn't understand the situation and wanted to ask, forget about his image.
Everything would be clear when he returned.
After a while, the motorcade arrived at the base, and was greeted by thousands of people, with flowers and applause.
Everyone looked around feverishly to see.
Who won the championship?
More people are looking for their contestants to see if they are still alive.
Some people are really happy and some are worried.
With a large number of military escorts, there were no accidents.
Zhao Wuji was crowded to the leader's stage to accept everyone's cheers.
The great elder even handed the token symbolizing the warriors of the hundreds of tribes to Zhao Wuji and made a speech.
After blessing, the whole audience cheered and shouted Zhao Wuji's name.
The next thing was simple.
The great elder worshiped a god that Zhao Wuji didn't understand, and finally asked Zhao Wuji to give a speech.
Zhao Wuji had already known about this link from other players, so he was mentally prepared.
Arriving in front of the stage and facing the microphone, I suddenly saw everyone from the Xingyi Sect.
Everyone's faces were filled with smiles, especially Zhang Man's, whose face was filled with tears of joy.
With the return of Zhao Wuji, everyone felt at ease.
Zhao Wuji put aside his distracting thoughts and said: "My compatriots who grew up on this land, as a warrior of this generation, I should be happy, but I can't be happy because my country is about to suffer from Western countries.
Attack, the war is about to break out, I must rush back immediately, I am fighting to protect the country of Somalia.
I cannot celebrate with you all.
Please forgive me.
I hope to get your help because the poor and backward Somalia needs your help.
Thank you all." said Zhao Wuji.
He bowed, jumped off the leader's platform, and walked towards the Xingyi Sect people.
No one expected that Zhao Wuji would say these words, and they all started talking in low voices, asking each other about the specific situation.
Even the council of elders did not expect that Zhao Wuji would just leave.
Everyone looked at the great elder, only the great elder felt in his heart It is clear that Zhao Wuji is changing He forced himself to believe that if Zhao Wuji really left, it would mean that the competition would end in an anticlimactic manner, and the subsequent celebrations would be automatically cancelled.
However, Zhao Wuji is now a warrior of hundreds of tribes, and the reasons are sufficient.
No one will be dissatisfied, but The organizing committee lost face.
After thinking about it, the great elder stood up, summoned an entourage to whisper a few words, and then walked towards the backstage.
Zhao Wuji said these words deliberately and after careful consideration.
He exposed the affairs of the Soma Kingdom to everyone.
Firstly, he could attract knowledgeable people to defect to the Soma Kingdom.
Secondly, he would put pressure on the organizing committee.
The warriors are fighting, but everyone can do nothing.
The third is to put pressure on the African Union.
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The identity and status of the warriors of the hundreds of tribes and the piety that everyone regards the warriors of the hundreds of tribes as gods can still play a certain role.
After arriving at the Xingyi Sect, Zhao Wuji hurriedly asked in a low voice: "What's going on at home now?"
"The fight started two days ago.
Country A sent 10,000 troops, and Country Kenny sent 30,000 troops.
They attacked from the southwest and southeast at the same time."
Zhang Man said quickly.
When Zhao Wuji heard this, he was shocked and quickly asked: "How is the battle going?"
"We are retreating steadily.
Without you, the morale of the troops is unstable and their combat effectiveness cannot be exerted."
Cheng Gang explained.
"Okay, I'll arrange to go back as soon as possible."
Zhao Wuji said in a low voice.
At this time, the deputy prime minister squeezed over and said with a smile: "Earl Zhao, congratulations."
"I'm so happy, I made a lot of money by betting," Zhao Wuji said with a smile.
"Thanks to you," the deputy prime minister lowered his voice and asked, "What should I do next?
My brother told me to do my best to cooperate with you."
Zao Wuji knew very well what "trying his best" meant.
He felt warm in his heart, smiled gratefully, and said, "I must rush back immediately.
My identity here has been exposed.
I'm afraid it won't be safe on the road."
"I understand, make arrangements immediately and wait for my news."
The deputy prime minister said with a smile, pretending that nothing was wrong on his face, said a few polite words and left.
At this time, a man squeezed up and said to Zhao Wuji: "The Great Elder invites you."
"You go back and clean up first, and leave immediately when I come out."
Zhao Wuji said.
Everyone nodded and hurried back to prepare.
Zao Wuki followed this man and walked forward.
Along the way, everyone kept cheering for Zao Wuki, just like fans who saw a big-name star.
They shouted and screamed.
If it weren't for the military martial law, the scene would have been a chaos.
On the way, Zhao Wuji saw the group of followers and gestured for everyone to follow.
Who knew if there would be danger when he saw the great elder or if there were more people for insurance.
When they came to a tent guarded by the army, the man motioned for Zhao Wuji to go in alone and walked back.
Zhao Wuji looked around and saw that there were troops all around.
The Death Army was watching from a distance without receiving clear instructions.
Who could No messing around.
Zhao Wuji used his mental perception to look into the tent and found that there was only one person, so he opened the curtain and walked in.
There was only the elder inside, making tea, so he sat down opposite and watched quietly.
The other party didn't say anything.
Zhao Wuji was not a beggar.
After a few minutes, the Great Elder saw that Zhao Wuji was so calm, so he said: "What you just said has put us all into a passive state.
Tell us, what do you want?"
"I've already said it."
Zhao Wuji didn't want to be led by the other party, which was not conducive to negotiations.
"I said, I will try my best, but I can't guarantee it."
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The Great Elder was not a fuel-efficient lamp.
He continued calmly: "Your people have made two bets in the name of the country, totaling 30 billion, of which The odds of 10 billion are 10, and the odds of 20 billion are 5, a total of 200 billion.
I hope you can reduce the amount by 100 billion. " "This is not a problem, but I hope you can mediate for six months.
What happens after six months has nothing to do with you."
Zhao Wuji didn't expect Zhang Man to bet so much, and he didn't understand the relationship between the Great Elder and the African Union. , since you dare to say this, you should be very connected.
Who knows what the big background is behind these old foxes.
"I'll give it a try.
Six months is very difficult, but three months shouldn't be a big problem."
The great elder said.
Three months and exceeded Zhao Wuji's expectations, but negotiation is about maximizing benefits.
Zhao Wuji also said politely: "I like to see results immediately.
You should know that the war has already begun."
"I'll give it a try."
After the great elder said this, he stopped talking.
Zao Wuji was too lazy to talk nonsense.
He exited the tent and walked outside.
The man just walked up from a short distance away and took Zao Wuji away.
The place was heavily guarded.
It would be difficult to leave without anyone.
It would easily cause misunderstandings.
The Death Army at the scene made a few gestures, and the people from the Death Army followed quietly.
When they arrived at the tent belonging to the Xingyi Sect, they saw that everyone had put away all their things.
They immediately handed the Heavenly Pregnancy Pearl to Tang Li and were about to call the Deputy Prime Minister when they saw the Deputy Prime Minister coming over under the protection of bodyguards. , the deputy prime minister was not polite, and went straight to the point: "The cars are ready, two military trucks, full of gas, you see."
"No, we have to prepare a few more military trucks and leave overnight."
Zhao Wuji said.
Everyone looked at Zhao Wuji curiously.
Two military trucks are enough for everyone to leave.
Why do we need so many?
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