The Magician of Clow

Chapter 1469 This year is almost over

When I heard Mu Cheng's voice, I thought for a moment that the vest spirit had come out to cause trouble again. I was just wondering how I would explain it if that guy talked too much to everyone.

Turning his head to look at the restaurant entrance, Fang Ran realized that there was no one there.

I always felt like this had happened before I left. At this moment, my brows twitched and my hands dug into Mu Cheng's temples, listening to her making the same dull, dry noises as a kindergarten kid.

"Ahhh Ya..Me..Die."

Seeing the two of them, he couldn't help but laugh. Then he continued the topic he had just mentioned.

The young master said with a smile on his face:

"Although I don't know what those A-rank upper ranks are doing, the battle situation other than that is almost known to everyone."

"Adjutants, division chiefs, official members, royal court elites, at least thirty B-ranks on both sides, and all the others are C-rank or above."

"A massive melee involving hundreds of participants."

Because there are too many participants, it is impossible to block the news. Information about each node and even videos have been leaked on the night network.

The magician also understood what he said and sighed:

"Because the New York black market auction the night before attracted a large number of powerful B-level outsiders, and the local New York participants are already among the most powerful ones."

"Most of North America's top fighters were in New York that night."

"A-class strength workshop monsters, fully armed arcane equipment, even if we don't talk about the means of the two overlords, the other people present at the time also had psionic weapons, powerful superpowers, and even power at the level of Night Machines."

“That’s a level that no other scene can match.”

In the dark battlefield, in the base full of fortifications, the workshop monsters roared and arcane machines flew, psionic beams, spells, supernatural powers, bullet rain and explosions flew everywhere,

Tavern members, black market executives, gang leaders, night seekers and other people are all in it.
At this point, I can imagine how intense the battle would be when so many powerful participants were fighting together.
The magician finally lowered his voice slightly:
"And this is just one of the six battlefields."

There were six battlefields, hundreds of people fighting, and the number of people who gave up made up the huge scale of the entire New York scene that night, with a total of thousands of participants.

Compared to the A-rank promotion in other events, this is the main reason that shook the entire night battle this time.
Thinking of this at this moment, the alchemist looked at the swaying reflection in the cup in his hand:

"It's different from a normal event where a few participants compete with each other, and it's also different from a scene where you have to rely on your wits and strategies to compete with others."

"Through the use of numbers, formations, equipment resources, and strategic and tactical large-scale battles,"

"This scale is already approaching a small war."

At the moment of saying this, through the reflection in the cup, I seemed to recall the last similar incident, which happened in the turbulent times of the last century when the Night Palace and the Society had not yet stopped fighting.

Recalling the period that I barely experienced for a short time in my memory,
The magician seemed to sigh inexplicably at this moment:

"Is this a sign that the two overlords are about to go to war again?"

The restaurant is filled with sunlight under the glass dome, and the exquisite and high-end lounge area is filled with golden mist.

In the greenhouse-like scene with green plants, screens, and various decorations, a group of nightclub figures sit around on the warm sofa.

When the others heard the alchemist say this, they were also stunned for a moment.
Speaking of the New York incident a few days ago, after discussing this topic,
At this moment, everyone was thinking about what impact and changes this unprecedented scene would bring to the night battle world.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment.

"Haha, don't worry, a war won't start that easily."

In the end, it was the eldest young master who spoke up and broke it. He smiled casually without any worry:
"As long as the S-class Night Weapon scene is not opened, and as long as it is not determined who will get the S-class Night Weapon of unknown power,"

"The Nevernight Palace and the Society will never easily break the current balance."

When he heard him talking about the S-level scene, the uncle looked a little distant as if he remembered something.
As if to liven up the somewhat serious atmosphere, they stopped talking about North America.

The young master looked at Fang Ran on the other side and suddenly smiled and said:
"Oh, by the way, the annual meeting is coming soon. Brother Fang Ran, do you know about this?"

From just now, I have actually been quietly listening to the conversation between several people. I vaguely remember hearing something similar before.

Scale, influence, S-class night weapon, key to starting a war
At this moment, after cleaning up Mu Cheng, he thought it would be better to cover her mouth, and was stuffing a Swiss roll into her mouth.
Fang Ran turned around after hearing the young master's question:
"Hmm? Ah, I know. My brother told me about it yesterday. There is also Sister Ye Sheng's elders' birthday celebration, right?"

"That's right. The old man is turning 70 this year. Remember to prepare a gift. If you don't know what to give, just tell me and I'll take you to find a place to choose." At this time, the eldest young master's usual speech of taking charge finally ended the dangerous topic about the New York scene and brought up the annual meeting.
Fang Ran suddenly asked curiously:
"Speaking of which, what annual meeting is this, and what are we going there for?"

I felt that it was impossible for the annual meeting to be hosted by the Night Bureau. I have never heard of any state secret agency hosting an annual meeting. I originally thought it was some related higher-level state unit.
But then I thought, since it’s an official annual meeting, it’s unlikely to be combined with a personal birthday party.

"It's called an annual meeting, but it's actually a family gathering of Ye Sheng and Hua Ling at the end of the year. It's just that every year there are many people with connections and from all walks of life attending, so it's a large-scale event."

"So it's gradually being called the coming-of-age party. They should be busy making arrangements and preparations now."

"Our friends from the 'unit' will also be there as Ye Sheng."

Hearing Fang Ran's question, Su Qun spoke in a steady voice, explaining to him the nature and origin of the annual meeting.
On the other side, she was successfully attracted by the Swiss roll he took out. Her eyes lit up and she came over with an expression of "I want one too, I want one too". Qing Ning also said crisply:

"Yeah, a lot of people came last year, but there wasn't much for us to do, just someone would go on stage and say some New Year's greetings or something like that."

Then at this moment, Mu Cheng was being fed snacks and told the truth with a happy face:
“It’s just a free meal.”

Sister Orange, can you please stop thinking about eating?
Looking at the figure in front of him with his mouth open waiting for him to feed him, Fang Ran was speechless and ashamed of her truth.

"But speaking of it, the annual meeting is always around this time."

At this time, listening to everyone talking about the annual meeting, it was as if they suddenly remembered the time, and their voices suddenly became a little emotional.

The alchemist chuckled with a look of relief:
“This year is about to end.”

After knowing each other for so many years, I understood the meaning of his words in an instant.

The magician also smiled gently and spoke slowly:
"A lot of things really happened this year, starting with the resurgence of the S-class night weapon scene that had been silent for several years at the beginning of the year."

"Associations and the Never-Night Palace have stopped playing games in the Middle East, and various outside parties have sneaked into the dark tide of China,"

"Another animal head scene suddenly appeared."

Time flies, and the year is coming to an end. The topic of the annual meeting reminds me that this year is coming to an end.
Su Qun took over the conversation and said:
"The mysterious achievement of the shocking night battle, the attack on the high seas of the Night Pearl, and another A-level upper position suddenly appeared,"

He lowered his head to look at his chest, looking at the place where he had died once, and slowly lowered his voice.

"The joint attack on the Night Bureau by the Society and Nishui, and the destruction of Nishui."

Then the young master smiled and added:
"There was also the Arctic incident, the national war and the subsequent turmoil in Europe,"

“Plus this time’s New York scene.”

The sun is like water, without winter or summer,
As the year draws to a close, I recall the past year's experiences, listening to everyone talking about the major events that happened this year, most of which I personally experienced.
Fang Ran's eyes were filled with light, and he also felt an indescribable emotion.
He awakened in this year, and jumped from an ordinary youth to a participant in the night battle. He experienced so many events that changed him in this year.

And now the year is almost over,
Is this a sign of something?
Just as he was thinking this, the magician looked at him with a smile and said:
"But for the Night Bureau, the biggest change this year should be the addition of Fang Ran, Meng Lang, Gou Yu, and Night Crow,"

"Not only did it make the Night Bureau much stronger, it even became an opportunity to win the national war."

My thoughts were interrupted, and I was stunned when I heard these words.
Looking at the figures of the night club members in the sunlight, I subconsciously smiled brightly and became as energetic as before.
Fang Ran spoke confidently with a proud look on his face and an expression that he couldn't suppress:
"Hehe, although it's embarrassing to say this, I made the decision when I met Brother Suqun."

"A one-in-a-million talented participant like me is destined to join the night game so that I can further demonstrate my outstanding strength and extraordinary talent!"

Meng Lang couldn't help but twitch his lips.
I still remember the way he lay in bed that day and didn't move until he was paid. For a moment, I couldn't recognize who this man who spoke so righteously was. Was he really lured in by me?
So out of the anger about "escaping a disaster" just now, and the displeasure of listening to his crazy bragging yesterday,

With new hatred and old grudges added together, Meng Lang quietly came to the side of the alchemist.

Then he took out his cell phone and showed him a photo.

Then the next second,
Golden sunlight, a refined and upscale restaurant for participants under a glass dome,
In the lounge area with sofas, green plants, carpets and coffee tables, Su Qun was slightly surprised by his handsome figure, the magician smiled knowingly with his elegant posture, and the young master had a happy expression of watching the fun.

While the uncle was leisurely blowing the hot steam of tea, Qing Lime and Mu Cheng were biting into the Swiss rolls,
The sorcerer grabbed Fang Ran from behind and said with a fake smile,
"Xiao Fang, that photo"

"Fuck! Bro, you bastard, you're here again!"

Finally, on this day at the end of the year, in the bright sunshine of the night,

Among the figures, there is a figure who wanted to run away before the other person finished speaking, and was strangled by the neck from behind.
"Ahhh, help!!!"

[Summarizes a lot of things that happened this year, the night bureau crisis, the Arctic national war, etc., a lot of turmoil. Is this a sign? From Fang Ran’s experience, we discuss the North American night war society all the way to the above theme, and finally end with a hilarious ending] At this time, I had no idea how to write the answer when I was at the beginning. It was just such a thought, such a simple sentence, but it was too difficult to write.