Chapter 302: Difficulties, Meeting

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 bear it physically.

Song Du is a demigod, and the skeletons and zombies below have long been dead.

So, they can stay up late for several months without feeling any physical fatigue.

The main thing is that failures keep coming and there is never any hope.

They felt deeply frustrated.

Over the past few months, at Song Du's request.

The skeletons and zombies below were all thinking about one thing, which was how to help the miracle worker obtain the extraordinary seed.

Those various methods were not thought up by Song Du alone.

Rather, it is the result of collective wisdom.

This is a big problem for the skeletons and zombies who don't like to use their brains.

Most of the work they did before was brutal fighting and killing.

I have never had the experience of being asked to use my brain like this before.

I feel like my brain is being squeezed out of its juice.

Now, after many failed attempts.

They were relieved when the human said he wanted to try it himself.

That’s great, finally we don’t have to bother with their few remaining brains.

"Your Majesty, this human is truly special."

"He is not from our continent, so he cannot use our power system. This is not our problem, but the limitation of the world's rules."

"We have seen this situation before in some special planes. The humans living there are completely unable to use our power system. Perhaps he is in a similar situation."

"It is too difficult to break the rules of the world. I am afraid that only the god-level beings recorded in ancient books can do it."

"What do you think this guy can come up with by tossing around on his own?"

"We have so many level nine experts, and we have come up with so many ways to help him, but in the end, none of them worked. How can he accomplish things on his own?"

"I would say we just have to do our best."

"That is, get the resources in place and finish what needs to be done. This way, we can give an explanation to that powerful god."

"Our Majesty is indeed capable of reaching a deal with a god-level warrior."

"It seems that even the gods recognize your majesty's potential!"

……

Regarding the flattery of these skeleton ministers and generals, Song Du felt that this was the way things were.

His strength has been on the rise and he has not encountered any bottleneck yet.

Therefore, his current state is actually very confident.

He believed that as time went on, he would eventually become a god.

Moreover, he believed that the god level was not his end.

After that, he will not stop moving forward, but will continue to climb towards higher levels.

During this time.

Song Du explained to his men.

He said that the Miracle Master was not his son, nor was he the Crown Prince of the Undead Empire.

Rather, he was a person sent by a great being to be trained by him.

He couldn't reveal the existence of the horror game and could only refer to it as God.

However, he himself was clear that the one communicating with him was definitely not an ordinary god.

It is very likely that it is a being even more advanced than gods.

As expected of a task like that, it is not so easy to complete.

This human being called Miracle Worker is really difficult to deal with.

Although he and I both look like human beings, there is not much difference between us on the outside.

But in some essential sense, there are huge differences.

The difference in hardware made their magic systems completely incompatible with him.

As a result, all the treasures they prepared were ineffective on him.

This situation is countless times more troublesome than the Demonic Constitution.

It is extremely difficult to solve this problem.

Judging from the current situation, the innate compatibility between the two is very low.

At least you must first be familiar with both systems before you can find ways to improve the match.

This requires talent, time, luck and many other factors to play a role at the same time. To accomplish this, it may take thousands or tens of thousands of years, or even longer.

The human being before him only has ten years to use.

In this case, it can only be like what the skeletons and zombies below said.

Do what you can to the best of your ability and do your best.

Then see if that being recognizes their efforts.

After all, even if there is no credit, it is still hard work.

……

Longcheng, Headquarters of the Countermeasures Bureau.

After running around and handling a whole list of matters.

Prophet Yang Wei finally returned to the General Administration.

She has filed many reports in the process.

Now, she was going to meet Wang Jizhen and report the most important matters in person.

Come to the General Administration Office.

Wang Jizhen has already made the tea.

He said, "Thank you for your hard work. Have some tea."

Yang Wei pushed up her glasses and said, "When it comes to hard work, who can compare to you, General Administration!"

"According to the latest report, you went to deal with an out-of-control copy these days?"

Wang Jizhen nodded: "It's very tricky, I got a little hurt."

Yang Wei: "If they can hurt the General Administration, then it seems to be quite tricky indeed."

Wang Jizhen: "The End believers have come up with new tricks again?"

Yang Wei: "It's related to the out-of-control copy of the fake person. They should have gained something there."

"Through similar means, we planted some seeds of trouble in the Countermeasures Bureau."

"The think tank has worked out a response plan, which is being promoted and implemented in various branches, and the feedback is good."

Wang Jizhen replied seriously, "Very good, I'm at ease with you doing the job."

"The End believers are our biggest enemy at this stage. 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 doesn't mean everything is fine. There are more severe tests waiting for us."

Yang Wei: "Okay, okay, I understand."

"There's no need to be so serious and solemn. This isn't a formal occasion."

"Relax in moderation. 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 worker Su Ming from Lucheng."

"I have already supplemented 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, the type of ability, or the conclusions I drew from my own observations of my abilities."

“I think that of the two remaining seats at the round table, one can be given to him.”

Wang Jizhen took a sip of tea and said, "His record and performance can indeed be described as quite outstanding."

"However, we need to be extremely cautious about the issue of seats at the round table and we must not entrust them to the wrong people."

"Otherwise, the consequences will be catastrophic."

“First, complete the verification process. If there are no problems, then discuss it at the next roundtable meeting.”

"Then let's see what the fortune teller says."

Players who have predictive abilities and can predict good and bad luck, including prophets and fortune tellers.

Among them, the Prophet holds a high position in the Countermeasures Bureau and participates in the decision-making of many matters.

The fortune teller's identity is mysterious, 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 outside world changes, the players at the round table meeting.

They are the most trustworthy objects, the most reliable and the most powerful forces.

(End of this chapter)

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