Plane Store: I rely on five-star reviews to become rich and live forever

There should have been a lively atmosphere of fans watching a big game in Phantom Winery, but at this moment it was as quiet as a movie theater, with only the sound from the projection echoing in the room.

Above heads, large screens of various sizes displayed a world map, showing the spheres of influence of the opposing sides in red and blue, with various real-time data constantly flashing on both sides.

Below, the guests' wine table became a battlefield.

The holographic projection was spread out on the table, and the armies on both sides were arranged like chess pieces, allowing the divine guests with a God's perspective to clearly see the direction of the battle.

At the same time, above the army, the projection of the angels and the giant spirits fighting each other was like a Transformer moving by itself on the wine table, about twenty centimeters high.

If the supporters of both teams were evenly split, they would surely be so excited to see this kind of match that they would pinch each other, scream, and bang the table.

However, 90% of the guests here supported the underdog Angels.

The war projection clicked by each table of guests may not be the same, and the course of the war may also be different.

But everyone had already realized that the Angels were bound to lose, and they all remained silent with reluctance, staring at the game screen, thinking of ways to break the deadlock in their minds.

"Ah, we won..." A cheer suddenly rang out.

Lisa's voice wasn't actually very loud, but it was extremely deafening in the store.

She only said three words before immediately hanging up, hoping that no one would notice her.

Unfortunately it was too late.

Although the seat she was sitting in was separated by decorations, she couldn't hide from Yura, who was sitting right opposite her.

Yura, who chose the angel to win, now looks very unhappy.

She watched as the ancient monster armies at the wine table annihilated the angel Lyrella and the Knights of Light, cut down the flags on the Angel City, and replaced them with the flags of their own camp.

At this time, the number of survivors in the angel delegation dropped from 200 to 199, and the number of territories and people also decreased accordingly, and the gap between the two sides further widened.

Her friend's expression was so scary that Lisa was afraid that Yura would break up with her because of tonight's game.

If Yura knew that Lisa thought of him like this, he would definitely laugh speechlessly. It was just a game, and it was not Lisa's fault, so there was no need to break up with her.

She just suddenly thought of some work matters and was very reluctant to admit that she was wrong. She was struggling with both her conscience and her conscience.

A voice said: "The plane that has been clamoring to expel the Lord God recently, it seems that I, as the Lord God, have not done a good job."

Another voice snorted, "How could it be my fault! From the time I started studying Plane Governance until I graduated from university, countless teachers, seniors, and colleagues have worked this way!"

"Yes, but aren't there many examples of failures? We always say let nature take its course, but it's always a false proposition. If we really want to let nature take its course, what do we gods need to do?"

"What do you mean?! The plane is like an ignorant child. Of course, it needs professional gods like us to guide it!"

"But this doesn't mean that the direction we guide is correct. Aren't there many naughty children who take revenge on society when they grow up?"

"...But there are still many planes that are well governed. What happened to those textbook classic cases and those governance bosses? What exactly is wrong with our approach..."

Yura was alone, organizing a tit-for-tat debate in his mind, with the expression on his face more interesting than the face-changing in Sichuan Opera, which made Lisa's heart tremble with fear.

Lisa no longer felt any joy of victory, she was more worried about her friend's mental state.

She poked Yura's arm, "Yura, are you okay?"

Yura sighed dejectedly, waved his hand to remove the 3D projection on the table, and shook his head at Lisa.

Lisa became even more worried. What did it mean to shake her head?

She comforted Yura: "This is just a small competition, and many people fell into a misunderstanding at the beginning - they believed that angels would definitely dominate the world.

"But in the game plane, all contestants have the same starting point and need to practice again, so the angels' advantages are weakened..."

Yura smiled with relief: "Don't comfort me, Lisa, I trust my experience too much.

"In fact, there is no one method that can solve all problems. The same is true for the governance plane. The specific situation should be analyzed specifically."

Looking at those ancient delegations conquering one village after another, we can see that even if the village was only a few dozen or a few hundred households, they had to adopt targeted strategies, let alone such a large plane?

Some villages need to be rewarded; some villages need to be intimidated by force; some villages need to do something mysterious to make people follow them; some villages don’t even have to do anything, but when they see the neighboring village getting rich, they come over to surrender eagerly.

Is it too frivolous and irresponsible for a god to govern all planes with the same attitude?

Yura chose to accept his failure.

But the plane she was governing might still be saved, so she quickly took out her little notebook and pulled Lisa to review the thirty-six strategies that the ancient delegation had used to adapt to local conditions.

Why are there contestants from the ancient delegation who are only at the ridiculous level of 5?

Because their real strength lies not in combat, but in stabilizing the rear for the army.

Science, education, culture, health, economy, politics, and love for the organization, without any of them, would not be able to support such a large-scale counterattack by the ancient delegation!

They are all very busy, but they are not busy with cultivation.

Every person who is carefully selected is definitely not there to be a vase.

So, when the first competition, which lasted for a year, officially came to an end, the group of civil servants headed by Cen Qingxian not only did not strengthen their bodies through training, but instead lost more than ten pounds per person.

When they came out, they had untidy beards, dark bags under their eyes, and their steps were so unsteady that it seemed as if they were about to ascend to heaven.

But the look in each of their eyes was surprisingly bright.

Even without the 10% rating from the bar patrons, they knew they had a clear win.

If not for the fact that in the last month, the strongest archangel Michael gathered the remaining dozen or so angels to defend the last city, they would have really achieved the feat of great unification!

snort!

Don't think that the ancients didn't know that people in modern civilization always have a subconscious sense of superiority in front of them, thinking that the ancients were pedantic, not good here, and not enough there.

Is it possible that many of the tricks you have now are left over from our ancient people?

Now, they, who have always been humble and polite, have to speak out their ambitions loudly to the outside world!

"From the very beginning, we wanted to get the first unified ending! And it has to be the one with the highest points!"

Although too high a score has little effect on the outcome of the game, what if this "Plane Cup" can be held for the second time?

They want to leave a record so that later generations will rack their brains to chase and surpass!

From being teleported from the virtual game dimension to traveling through the elevator, and then from the elevator hall to the conference venue, along the way, the ancient delegation could hardly suppress the joy and pride on their faces.

They supported each other, some were still excitedly talking about previous strategies, and some were smiling and regretting that they had not fought well in a certain battle.

Although they failed to unify the country as they wished, no one would say that they could not do it. The isolated city of Michael could be completely ignored.

Their wisdom, military strategy, and benevolent governance were displayed unreservedly throughout the game.

When the 400 people from the two opposing teams returned to the venue, Gu Xingyan took the lead and stood up, welcoming the contestants with loud applause.

Thank them for bringing us a wonderful showdown!