The most powerful system in the world of fantasy

For decades, just as Moore had thought, his squeeze plan was implemented perfectly.

The cowardly upper echelons of the Potter race turned into sandwich pies.

As long as he keeps putting pressure on the upper echelons of the Potter race, the other party will be able to meet his demands.

Moore looked at the people under his command and said, "What's the situation with the Potter race?"

A person stood up below and said: "The latest batch of equipment has been handed over, and the quality is still as good as ever."

"In terms of quantity... there is a 5.00% difference from the target we set."

When Mordao heard this, he looked slightly cold and said: "5.00% difference? Huh, it seems that the pressure from the top of the Potter race is not enough."

"Pass the order on, and continue to put pressure on the Potter race's upper echelons in the near future. In the future, we can only make them overfulfill their tasks, and absolutely cannot fail to meet the standards."

The subordinate said with some embarrassment: "Lord Moore, according to our testing, the Potter race has reached its limit. If it continues like this, I am afraid that it will be exhausted to death."

Moore said: "What did you just say? Being exhausted to death? Isn't it just one or two Potters dying? What are you afraid of!"

The subordinate did not speak. He just gave Moore a symbolic advice.

He didn't care too much about whether the Potter race was alive or dead.

What made him look like that just now was because he was afraid of taking the blame.

Once this kind of thing happens, and he fails to report it, he will definitely be the unlucky one in the end.

Now that he has reported the matter, Moore has also made his decision.

Then whatever happens afterwards has nothing to do with me.

Under Moore, you must learn to take the blame and foresee the so-called big pits.

If you are unable to do this, when you really take the blame, you will often end up dead.

Many of his predecessors in this position died in this way.

As a smart and resourceful Chaos Protoss, he does not want to perish.

Other senior officials under Moore said one after another:

"What Lord Moore said is true. These Potter race creatures who have continuously created value for us have nothing to fear if one or two of them die!"

"We are doing this for their own good. If we can't persist in this hard work, how can we achieve higher skills!"

"Yes, it's a pity that those creatures of the Potter race cannot understand our good intentions and think that we are harming them. It is really sad."

"They are naturally good at building equipment, and our move will allow them to climb to the top while constantly building it!"

......

After saying these words, all the senior executives present laughed.

They themselves knew the underlying meaning of what they had just said.

What bullshit helped the Potter race climb to the top is just a nice way of saying it.

Once the matter is done, you must also take up your own righteousness!

You still have to say nice things when it's time to say them, no matter if he changes the concept or not.

The atmosphere in the conference room was harmonious, and everyone seemed to have anticipated a bright future.

Even Maul was happy and laughing together.

At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

It was a very hasty push away.

An ordinary Chaos God Clan walked in with panic on his face.

The harmonious atmosphere in the conference room was instantly broken.

The faces of many Chaos God Clan executives present showed displeasure.

Some of them even had a fierce look on their faces, as if this ordinary Chaos God Clan who broke into the conference room didn't give a reasonable explanation.

His blood will be splattered on the spot in the next second!

Moore's expression was the same, he frowned slightly and said:

"What happened, so flustered?"

The ordinary Chaos Gods who walked in felt that because of their impatience, they might have disturbed the interest of the adults.

Cold sweat soaked through his body unknowingly, and he stammered: "Sir...sir...it's not good!"

Before he finished speaking, Moore slapped him to the ground.

I and others were riding happily when suddenly someone ran in and it was hard to say.

Who can accept this?

"You'd better tell me a bad reason, otherwise I'm afraid you won't survive today."

Feeling the murderous intent coming from Maul, this ordinary Chaos God got up from the ground and said quickly:

"Lord Moore, just now a group of indigenous troops descended on our [-] area."

Moore had not realized the seriousness of the matter at this time, and said indifferently:

"Isn't it just a group of indigenous troops descending on our [-] area? Why is there such a fuss?"

"Just kill it!"

Other senior leaders of the Chaos God Clan also said:

"What Master Moore said is true. We just need to kill him. This kind of thing has happened for so many years."

"My xinxing is really not firm enough. If such a small thing can frighten me so much, how can I achieve big things in the future?"

"When he came in, I thought the sky was falling. It scared me, but it turned out to be such a trivial thing."

"You, you, have caused me to destroy all the elegance in vain. You really deserve to die!"...

This ordinary Chaos God with poor verbal expression skills completely perished under the murderous intentions of the senior officials.

Moore looked at the other senior leaders of the Chaos God Clan and said, "Let's continue talking about what happened just now. Don't ruin Yaxing because of this little thing."

As soon as the door of the conference room was closed, it was rudely knocked open again.

This time it was Moore and the others' turn to be puzzled.

They really wanted to ask what day it was and why everyone was so fussy about doing things.

Have the lessons of the past been completely forgotten?

Looking at the intruding signal soldier, Moore felt something was wrong.

Ordinary things do not require the presence of signal soldiers at all. The appearance of the other party can only explain one situation, that is, the current situation is very bad.

Moore said: "What happened?"

The signal soldier read the information that had been memorized in his mind very quickly.

"Latest emergency report: A group of indigenous troops of unknown origin have descended on our [-] area and completely surrounded our area!"

"Latest emergency report: Our Chaos God Clan army was caught off guard by the opponent in a hurry, and broke through three lines of defense in a row!"

"Latest emergency report: Our territory in the [-] area continues to fall, and now we have lost one-sixth...the rest is disappearing at an alarming rate."

"Latest emergency report: The only information we can get about this group of enemies is that their supreme leader is called Emperor Qin, and we know nothing about the rest."...

Urgent reports were read out from the mouths of the signal soldiers.

After finishing these urgent reports, he added: "The only information we obtained was from the other party who took the initiative to send it to us."