Bengtie: How can I be such a loser when I have the system?

When Kafka told Xing almost the same thing.

The tall dead tree in the center of Xianzhou Luofu - Jianmu, began its secondary development.

The originally rotten and shriveled branches continued to sprout new branches, and Jianmu gradually grew larger, causing great damage to the ground of Luofu.

Dead trees come back to life in spring, and old trees bloom.

The people on Luofu looked at the growing Jianmu tree with horror, thinking that a disaster was imminent.

"Jianmu...Jianmu has actually resurrected."

"Impossible. Wasn't Jianmu shot into a dying tree by the arrow of the Emperor Bow Siming?"

"It's over. The business is ruined again."

"Hahaha, destroy it, destroy it all, I'm tired."

"Why is the end of the world starting today? I just paid off my credit card yesterday."

"You bastard boss, I told you to make me work overtime every day, now it's the end of the world, prepare to die!"

"..."

Turn your attention back to the protagonists.

Kafka looked at the blooming Jianmu tree on Lao Deng and turned away.

"It's almost time, I should go."

"Let's wait for the next time we meet, Xiaoxing."

Xing naturally would not allow the mother he had finally found to leave again, and wanted to step forward to stop her.

However, a man with red and green gradient hair, red eyes and a poker face suddenly appeared.

He jumped in front of Xing and pointed his sword at her.

"It's time to pay the price."

Xing was forced to stop and looked at him in confusion.

What is the price? How come I don’t know it?

"Aren, what are you doing? We should go."

Kafka, who had already reached the edge, looked at Ren helplessly, knowing that if she didn't leave now, she would be unable to leave later.

Ren didn't react at all, his tone was crazy.

"No, let her pay me back first."

Star asked.

"What price?"

Blade yelled at Xing with a crazy look on his face.

"How many years have you owed me my 300 credits?"

Walter, March 7: "Ah?"

Xing doesn't even have 300 credits? Should I give Xing some pocket money? He is so poor.

Seeing that Ren was obsessed with money, Kafka was forced to return and directly use the word spirit technique.

"Listen to me, A Ren, we really should leave now, and don't worry about your 300 credit points."

But Ren's will towards these 300 credits was as stubborn as a rock, and even Kafka's Word Art could hardly control it.

Even when he was about to jump, Ren still looked back at Xing with longing in his heart.

"The next time we meet, it will be time for you to pay the price."

Then, Kafka dragged the blade with her and jumped down without even looking at the road.

"Oh my god, who the hell is dropping objects from a high altitude?"

"What is this thing? Why is it so heavy? A living person?"

Soon, the owner of the voice flew up.

Even Kafka and Blade who jumped down were lifted up by his strength.

He had disheveled hair, a blue and white gradient robe that was loose on his body, and two swords, one black and one white, hung on his waist.

One could clearly see fatigue on his face, his eyes were filled with red bloodshot and there were dark circles around them.

At first glance, he looks like a worker who stays up late all year round.

As soon as he saw Yi Xunyuan lying on the ground, he thought he was dead, and his aura immediately suppressed the entire audience.

"Who did it? Who killed my lord?"

Yi Xunyuan stood up curiously to see who was making the noise. He wanted to join in the fun.

When the haggard man saw Yi Xunyuan stand up, he quickly came to his side.

"Ah, Lord, you are not dead."

Yi Xunyuan pointed at himself in disbelief.

"What happened to me? How come I didn't know?"

The haggard man shook his head quickly.

"No, no, no, I saw it wrong."

"My Lord, I haven't introduced myself to you yet. I am Yi Chen, the fourth speaker of the Deconstruction Council."

Yi Xunyuan looked at Yi Chen, who looked overworked, and felt a little curious.

"What's wrong with you? You're so tired."

Speaking of this, Yi Chen hugged Yi Xunyuan's thighs and burst into tears.

It is so touching that anyone who hears it feels sad and anyone who sees it cries.

"When will you come back to govern? The parliament is in chaos now."

"As the speaker of the church who manages the faith, I also have to deal with government affairs, military affairs, financial statements, etc."

"The other chairmen are not human beings. They just spread out the things they need to deal with and manage things in a mess."

"More importantly, the regulations stipulate that the speaker is to work 996, but we are actually working 007, without even time to sleep."

Yi Xunyuan didn’t know what to say. How did the parliament achieve reverse exploitation?

Look at the special forces who have passed out drunk, Xin Wen who is rushing to get off work on time, Mo Wuqi who is missing all day, Bai Bo and Li Su who are fighting at work...

Looking at the Speaker who looks so haggard, as if he is about to die suddenly in the next second, it is quite outrageous.

However, Yi Xunyuan still gave him a vacation.

"Then take a good rest for a while, don't get too tired."

Yi Chen turned sadness into joy.

"My Lord, you are such a good person. I finally have a vacation. Hahahaha..."

San Yueqi whispered to Xing.

"This speaker is so pitiful. Even companies don't exploit workers like this."

Xing nodded. These speakers are really ruthless people! They can do this.

Yi Xunyuan looked at Kafka, she winked at him, Yi Xunyuan understood what she meant and gave instructions to Yi Chen.

"Okay, let Kafka and Diandao go, they are quite busy."

Yi Chen put it down without even thinking about it.

Kafka ran away dragging the blade, not giving him a chance to regret.

According to the information given by Elio, the speaker is so powerful that he can even interfere with Elio's observation of the future.

At this time, Walter stepped forward.

"Chairman Yichen, what do you think of Jianmu's revival?"

Yi Chen looked at the big tree in the distance with lush branches and leaves, full of huge vitality.

"What else can I do? Just stand and watch!"

"Such a rich vitality is really tempting. I really want to refine it into a pill."

Walter reorganized his words and said.

"I want to ask, what do you think of the mastermind behind Jianmu's revival?"

Yi Chen began to recall and comment.

"You are talking about Tingyun, right? He is very well hidden and has good methods."

"Let the immortal boat fall apart and perish on its own."

March 7th looked shocked.

"Ah? Are you saying that Miss Tingyun is the mastermind behind all this? But."

Yi Chen began to explain.

"Xin Wen told me that Ting Yun was not right, so I made a special deduction for this."

"I didn't know where the real Tingyun was. The current Tingyun is the Lord of Extinction - Huanlong in disguise."

Then, Yi Chen turned his gaze to Xing.

"But I'm curious, how did you find Zhen Tingyun's fox fur in Beloberg's trash can?"

Xing looked innocent and spread his hands.

"I don't know either. I just found it randomly in the trash can."

Yi Chen did not continue asking and continued with the previous topic.

"Forget it, these are not important."

"As long as it doesn't harm my lord, you can play however you want."

Train crew: “…”

In your parliament's eyes, apart from Yi Xunyuan, do you have no other purpose?

After the few of them finished chatting, they went to find Jing Yuan.

After all, the parliament has caused Jing Yuan a lot of trouble these days, so they have to give them some benefits.

Otherwise, how can the lord travel freely in the territory of the Xianzhou Alliance in the future?