Chapter 302: Problem, meet
Palace of Bones.
Song Du on the throne, as well as the ministers and generals below, all looked a little tired.
It’s not that I can’t physically handle it.
Song Du was a demigod, and the skeletons and zombies below were already dead.
Therefore, they stay up late for months without feeling any physical fatigue.
The main reason is that failure comes repeatedly, and there is always no dawn.
It made them feel deeply frustrated.
In the past few months, at Song Du's request.
The skeletons and zombies below are all thinking about one thing, that is, how can the miracle master obtain the extraordinary seed.
Those various methods were not thought up by Song Du alone.
It is the result of brainstorming and collective wisdom.
This can be a disaster for those skeletons and zombies who don't like to use their brains.
Most of what they did before was hard work of beating and killing.
I had the experience of being asked to use my brain like crazy.
It feels like my brain is being squeezed out.
Now, after many failed attempts.
The human also expressed that he wanted to try it himself, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
Great, they don't have to worry about their few brains anymore.
"Your Majesty, this human being is really special."
"He is not from our continent, so he cannot use our power system. This is not our problem, but the limitations of the world's rules."
"We have seen this kind of situation in some special planes. The humans living there are completely unable to use our power system. Maybe he is in a similar situation."
"It is too difficult to break the rules of the world. I am afraid that only those god-level beings recorded in ancient books can do it."
"You think, if this person works hard on his own, can he get anything out of it?"
"We have so many ninth-level experts, and we have tried so many ways to help him, but none of them work. How can he get it done by himself?"
"If you ask me, let's just try our best."
"That is, put the resources in place and finish what needs to be done, so that you can give an explanation to the powerful god."
"Our Majesty still has the ability to reach a deal with a god-level powerhouse."
"It seems that even the gods recognize your majesty's potential!"
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Regarding the compliments of these skeleton ministers and generals, Song Du felt that this was the case.
His strength has been on the rise and he has never encountered a bottleneck.
Therefore, in his current state, he is actually very confident.
He believes that as time goes by, he will eventually become a god.
Moreover, he believes that god level is not his end.
After that, he will not stop moving forward, but will continue to climb towards a higher level.
During this time.
Song Du explained to his men.
It means that Miracle Master is not his son, nor is he the prince of the Undead Empire.
Rather, it was a person sent by a certain great being to help him cultivate.
He had no way of revealing the existence of the horror game, so he could only use gods as a reference.
However, he himself knew that the person communicating with him was by no means an ordinary god.
It is very likely that it is a higher-level existence than a god.
As expected of a mission assigned by an existence, it is indeed not that easy to complete.
This human being named Miracle Master is really difficult to deal with.
Although he and himself both looked like humans, there wasn't much difference in appearance.
But in some essence, there is a big difference.
The difference in hardware made their magic systems completely incompatible with him.
As a result, the various treasures they prepared were ineffective on him.
This situation is countless times more troublesome than the Demonic Physique.
It is extremely difficult to solve this problem.
Judging from the current situation, the innate matching between the two is very low.
At least you must first understand both systems thoroughly before you can find a way to improve the matching.
This requires talent, time, luck and many other factors to come into play at the same time. The time required to accomplish this may be tens of millions of years, or even longer.
The human being in front of him only has ten years to use.
In this case, it can only be what the skeletons and zombies below said.
Do the best you can with what you can do, and do your best.
Then see if that being recognizes their efforts.
After all, there is no merit but hard work.
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Dragon City, General Bureau of Countermeasures.
After running all the way and dealing with a whole list of things.
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The prophet Yang Wei finally returned to the headquarters.
Along the way, she has submitted numerous reports.
Now, she was going to see Wang Jizhen and report the most important matters face to face.
Come to the General Administration Office.
Wang Jizhen has already made tea.
He said: "It's been a hard journey, drink tea."
Yang Wei pushed up her glasses: "When it comes to hard work, who can compare with you from the General Administration!"
"Looking at the latest report, you went to deal with an out-of-control copy in the past few days?"
Wang Jizhen nodded: "It's very tricky, I was slightly injured."
Yang Wei: "It seems to be quite difficult to injure the General Administration."
Wang Jizhen: "Have the believers come up with new tricks again?"
Yang Wei: "It has something to do with the dummy's out-of-control copy. They should have gained something there."
"Relying on similar means to bury some nails in the countermeasures bureau."
"The think tank has discussed a set of response plans and is promoting them in all branches. The feedback is good."
Wang Jizhen replied sternly: "Very good, I can rest assured that you will do the work."
"The Believers of the End are our biggest enemies at this stage, and we must pay enough attention to them."
"Not only must we defeat them, but we must also minimize our losses."
"After all, even if we defeat them, it does not mean that everything will be fine. There will be more severe tests waiting for us later."
Yang Wei: "Okay, okay, I understand."
"There is no need to be so formal and serious. This is not a formal occasion."
"Be relaxed and moderate. Proper relaxation is conducive to better work."
Wang Jizhen nodded: "What you said makes sense, I will pay attention to this aspect."
Yang Wei: "The most important thing this time is the miracle master Su Ming in Lucheng."
"I have already added some information about his situation. I believe you have seen it."
"He is the player with the greatest potential I have ever seen."
"Whether it's the performance in the dungeon or the type of ability, as well as the conclusions I draw through my own ability observations."
"I think one of the two remaining roundtable seats can be given to him."
Wang Jizhen took a sip of tea: "His record and performance are indeed quite outstanding."
"However, the issue of round table seats needs to be very cautious and must not be entrusted to others."
"Otherwise, the consequences will be catastrophic."
"Go through the verification process first, and if there are no problems, then discuss it at the next roundtable meeting."
"When the time comes, let's see what the fortune teller says."
Players who have the ability to predict good and bad luck, including prophets and diviners.
Among them, the prophet holds a high position in the countermeasures bureau and participates in decision-making on many matters.
The fortune teller has a mysterious identity, and no one knows who he is or where he is now.
His whereabouts have always been a mystery.
However, Wang Jizhen knew that the fortune teller was trustworthy.
He is a reliable comrade.
No matter how the situation changes outside, the players at the round table.
They are all the most trustworthy objects, the most reliable, and the most powerful force.
(End of chapter)