National Juggernaut

Chapter 751 The Chairman's Decision

".Your Excellency, I have always respected you as a person, especially the help you provided me back then. If you were honored because of that war, I personally feel deeply regretful and even feel guilty and uneasy."

"Come on, Xiao Zhengli, you're already playing bureaucratic with me. If you have anything to say, just speak up."

"Well, I just realized that I have the right to choose. Who do you think I should choose?"

It is still the familiar speaker's mansion, except for the traces of the years and some new trophies, there is not much difference from the past.

The old woman patiently combed the stray cat on her lap, and even put a thoughtful furry vest on it. Looking at the cat that kept resisting, Zheng Li didn't know whether it was a cat lover or a cat abuser.

In the end, the cat that kept clawing at its owner lost, and the smiling old woman put a sweater and Christmas boots on the cat before letting it go.

Compared with the past, today's Speaker Martha is less mysterious and less aggressive, more like an ordinary old man at home.

But at such a close distance, Zheng Li, who has the "Eye of Truth", can see the terrifying spiritual power on her body. The whole house is covered in black mist, and there is a monster lurking in it. The arm is evil and pitch-black, and the magic lamp is flickering strangely. Is the camouflage torn off?Or is it simply getting stronger as you reach the end?

Right now, Your Excellency the Speaker, is probably the most outrageous existence that Zheng Li has ever seen.

"Meow!"

As soon as the cat landed on the ground, it ran away as if it exploded. It seemed that even sensitive animals could not bear this kind of pressure.

"Hey, it's the only one left among the cuties I raised. It seems that it's about to run away too."

The old woman slowly opened her eyes, which contained a bright starry sky.

At this moment, the entire ancient house turned into black ruins and burning coke, but at the next moment, everything returned to calm, with charcoal burning quietly in the stove, only the cold sweat on Zheng Li's vest, which showed that all this was not hallucinations.

Is the peak myth completely going out of control?This seems even more outrageous than a real god?At this moment, Zheng Li saw the end of the sword master.

"The next thing you want to say is 'lucky, you're on our side'. Is that what you're thinking right now?"

The old woman spoke suddenly, which made Zheng Li stunned.

Is it mind reading?Or predict the future?

"No, it's just that you have put it on your face. Hehe, don't touch your face, it's just a joke, it's just that the ability of the causal line has reached the extreme, and it has some effects similar to prophecy.

The old woman picked up knitting with great interest and began to fulfill her hobby.

Just seeing Martha now, Zheng Li knew that the "rumors" were probably true, and that the speaker was going to be re-elected.

For some reason, most of the high-level guard positions in Shiqian City are life-long, and the sword master often only weakens at the last moment of life, and death on the battlefield is the final outcome of most high-level myths.

". Let's get back to the original point. Speaker Martha, haven't you considered your follow-up? I hope I can vote with you."

"No, otherwise I would have made arrangements earlier, and I believe Xiao Li would not hinder me. I probably can only tell you some things. In fact, I have three apprentices, and I expected them to take over."

This is a past event that has been covered up by time, and there is not much value that needs to be covered up. It is just an old man's sad story.

"...The eldest was the speaker for two years, and he is gone. The second is a young man 70 years ago, but he couldn't survive the old guy like me, and he hasn't finished his training. The third. Hehe, you may have a chance to meet her Yes, now it is the wild cub of the Four Gods."

Sound miserable?In fact, it is also very common in this era. It is too normal for a disciple to survive a quasi-mythical or mythical master. It is so common that Zheng Li doesn't know whether to express sadness or calm down.

"Later, I was going to raise a fourth child. This time it was faster, and it was gone after only 20 years since my debut. Then I got lazy and went to teach."

The reason was too realistic, leaving Zheng Li speechless.

"...After that, isn't the speaker just not capable of fate lines?"

"Hehe, you seem to be the same as them. You have made a mistake. It is not that the speaker must have the ability of fate and prophecy. It is because I am the speaker that the whole city is dependent on the position of the speaker. Expectation. Perhaps, I should retire earlier and let newcomers take over earlier."

Zheng Li suddenly understood. It seems that before Martha, the position of the speaker was not fundamentally different from that of the mayor. They were both guards of "two poles". It seems too special.

At this time, Zheng Li also knew what the "answer" that Martha had been avoiding was. Such an old politician would not be easy to make things happen.

She mentioned that the successors who failed in the past, and that she gave too much special position to the speaker, brought great pressure to the latecomers. If future generations paved the way, she would try to erase her relationship with the successors. Under such circumstances, how could she accept the vote sent by Zheng Li.

"Okay, I'll vote casually, or, use that ticket to sell something and replace it with something good."

Zheng Li spoke directly, but what he got was a satisfied smile from the old man.

But Zheng Li didn't come here just for this matter. There are some things that he has to show the top management of Shiqian City, and make some arrangements for the future transactions. The speaker who has already started to retreat to the second line has a good relationship with him in the past. , or the grace of support, is the most suitable object for venting.

".Maybe, you can retire later, maybe find a place to sleep again, and someone will return you to the past youth."

At this moment, the knitting needles in the old woman's hands stopped, and she showed a rare and obvious joy.

"Where have you come? It's really incredible. According to the most optimistic estimate among us, you will be at least 30 years away."

"Obviously, he doesn't know me yet. He just has some connections. Shinhwa will definitely not be able to do it, but quasi-mythology can try it. Of course, if you want to get it back, the time is in years. Not only does it need the time system The materials are used as sacrifices, and I also need enough nutrients to improve my strength and make up for the 'time' I have consumed."

"Hehe, it's enough for those old guys to go crazy. It's a pity that most of the sleeping brothers and sisters are myths, and they have been injured for many years before lying down."

What the old speaker said was, of course, Shi Qiancheng's strategic weapon, the legendary "one hundred and eight generals" who would die in the next moment.

"Since you have done it, why don't you give priority to resurrecting your master. Oh, you are looking for experimental products and sponsors? Well, a good idea, many people will be willing."

"Then, you."

"I'll forget it. I'm tired and my heart is tired. It's time to accompany those old guys who took the first step. I didn't plan to lie down from the beginning, do you understand?"

The old woman smiled. At this moment, Zheng Li really understood. Death is a kind of relief for her, a kind of sleep that casts off her responsibilities and infinite karma.

No matter how good a doctor is, he can't save someone who wants to die. Zheng Li shook his head helplessly, completely understanding the chairman's current situation.

What made him even more troublesome was the ticket in his hand. In some places in Shiqian City, the ancient law was abnormally followed. Only the guards were eligible to elect new guards, and it was not an equal vote.

Each of the three poles (two poles) has 10 votes, each of the four kings has five votes, each of the twelve ministers has three votes, and each of the 24 guardians has two votes.

That is to say, the ticket in Zheng Li's hand is enough to be worth five district chiefs after the third pole is approved by Shi Qiancheng!
And because of the tendency of the votes, the new speaker can only be from the central faction, but the various ministries and kings of the central faction also have their favorite candidates.

Undoubtedly, this has become a political vortex sweeping the entire Shiqian City.

If Zheng Li is just an ordinary person, or his third pole "Iron Man District" is still just a ruin, others can use their advantages in politics, public opinion, and strength to force him to hand over that ticket. At least, it has become Invalid votes that do not affect the overall situation.

But now, Zheng Li is also a "big boss". With the basic strength to enter the game, the others must play by the rules honestly.

And after confirming that the tickets in his hand are far greater than what he owns, Zheng Li, who didn't want to play too much (has no idea about Shiqian City headquarters), naturally planned to give it to the speaker and hand over this hot hand potato.

But now, after being rejected by the speaker, he really has to think about who to give this to.

This can really affect the future development of the city. As far as Zheng Li knows, several candidates have gone crazy for this position. It is really an opportunity to reach the sky in one step.

"Headache, I hope this inexplicable 'gift' will not affect my next business. I hope the speaker will convey the information in place as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)