Lord of All People: My talent is chess

Although Mobius didn't want to pay any attention to the reckless man (flame platelet) who was shouting on the coast, a particularly petite grass-type little loli with white and green gradient hair persuaded her:

"We are not the only people in the [Unnamed] territory. There is no future in fighting among ourselves."

"Why don't you try to use your knowledge and abilities to establish your prestige in the platelet community, so as to unite the platelet community and gain a higher influence in the eyes of the lord?"

"Platelets share the same roots and should support each other, right?"

Mobius looked at the little loli with white and green gradient hair with a hint of meaning: "It is not an easy task to unite the platelets."

The twelve families were born out of the concept of [Star of the Gala]. Although they are not as extreme as the intelligent machines, it is not an easy task to unite the platelets representing twelve personalities.

Mebius added: "But you are right!"

"'Unified' platelets may not be a plus in the Lord's heart, but 'split' platelets will definitely be a minus!"

Mebius was expressionless, controlling the plesiosaur robot to float to the surface: "I am not a leader."

"I will temporarily unify the platelet tribe in my own way and wait for the real platelet leader to come to the world."

"If you have this idea, then show your talent to the fullest. I don't mind having platelets go to [Garden House] with me and 'fight' the Lord at night together."

Let the right people do the right things.

This is the concept that the territory has always instilled. Mebius has no idea of ​​the platelet leader in the political sense.

With this time, it is better to dissect a few more mice in the laboratory.

The little Loli with gradient hair nodded softly: "Thank you, I tried hard."

...

In the green shrubs beside the gray coast, some flame platelets picked up the holy sword (stick and branch version) from somewhere, and instantly changed their original intention of looking for teammates.

A group of people waved the holy sword and performed a "childhood holding the holy sword day, cutting all the rape flowers at the village head" for the wind platelets!

Faced with this provocation, the wind platelets were naturally unwilling to be outdone. They carefully selected their own "holy swords" and joined in.

The mechanical strange bird stopped at the edge, with several bird heads facing different directions, silently watching the farce in front of them, which was quite a scene of demons dancing wildly.

Looking for teammates of the same race? They had long forgotten it.

Until the huge roar that seemed like an ancient echo accompanied by the sound of waves hitting the shore swept towards many platelets.

The four legs of the plesiosaur stood on the seabed near the coast, the dragon head rested on a rock on the coast, and the bloody mouth of the mechanical structure opened.

Mobius slowly walked out of the plesiosaur, looked at the bushes with mixed hair, and couldn't help but face black:

"What are you doing!"

A flame platelet waved the "holy sword" and cut off a piece of tender bushes. Hearing the words coming from not far away, he subconsciously replied:

"Of course, it is to defeat the group of dogs on the opposite side!"

The wind platelet also holding the holy sword: "???"

"Asshole, who are you calling a dog?!"

"Take my sword!"

The next second, the two people who had a disagreement started a friendly and cordial fist and kick greeting!

Mobius: "..."

Is this her people? Why do I feel like I can't help them up!

The little girl with gradient hair color was a little confused. After a moment of silence, she suggested: "Why don't we just go it alone!"

A great teammate is hard to come by, but a bad teammate will definitely kill you.

Mobius rubbed his brows: "So, humans who can't understand each other are really troublesome!"

The little girl with gradient hair color looked thoughtful: "What Mr. Mobius said... makes a lot of sense."

Then, the question is, how can we make humans understand each other?

Before the little girl with gradient hair color pondered this question, Mobius's face sank, and a crack appeared on the back of the plesiosaur robot.

Missile silo, start!

Boom!

Flames spewed, thick fog rose, a huge firework exploded in the sky, and a large amount of special substances rushed into the clouds.

The ions between the clouds produced violent friction, and lightning was dense.

The next moment, rain mixed with a large amount of gray mineral particles fell from the sky, turning the two platelets that were harming the bushes into chicken soup.

However, something happened that Mebius could not understand.

The flame platelet tightly grasped the "holy sword", and the fire element spread out and attached to it, shouting loudly: "Today, I, the Fiery Meteor Sword Saint, follow the will of heaven and send you into reincarnation!"

The momentum is veryFierce, high fighting spirit, exquisite skills, and then... she cut off the crown of the bush!

Perhaps the atmosphere was right, the wind platelets also ignored the sudden weather change and shouted: "Nonsense, I am obviously the sword master!"

Then, several more bushes were damaged.

At a corner of the coast of the New World, there was constant lightning in the sky, and the monster-like offshore plesiosaurs were staring at them, and the strange mechanical birds were ready.

In the center, where all the people and things were guarding, a group of naughty children were fighting each other.

Mobius: "..."

At this moment, Mobius only felt the blood vessels on his forehead throbbing: Who are these people!

The little loli with gradient hair color smiled awkwardly, because she could feel that the platelets inside the plesiosaur intelligent machine were also ready to move.

Reading people's faces? Dealing with things smoothly?

Luo Chen would not teach the so-called sociology to the platelets.

Therefore, even the water platelets did not have this perception. They respected Mebius's knowledge and ability, but when they were in the mood, they would not accept Mebius's discipline:

"Is this... a rain fight?"

"Wow, it seems very interesting, I want to play too!"

"Me too! Let's play together!"

"Go, go, kill them all, we are the strongest swordsman!"

So, the water and grass platelets happily joined the battle.

Mebius looked at the completely messed up bushes with a painful expression on his face: This is his teammate?

Can we win with this? !

Life is hopeless.jpg!

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On the city wall, Luo Chen looked at the many platelets fighting in surprise, his eyes fixed on the "holy sword" attached with elements:

"Interesting!"

"They have mastered the ability to attach elements so quickly. Even ordinary tree branches will not be hurt by the elements."

Raiden Mei was a little confused and looked at the heroes who were responsible for guiding the four platelet tribes: "How did they do it?"

Several heroes looked a little strange.

Only Liuying answered honestly: "Maybe the potential has exploded?"

Raiden Mei: "..."

The flame platelets, which were surrounded by thousands of mechanical armies and did not move, actually mastered the advanced element attachment skills without a teacher in order to behead the rapeseed flowers more efficiently?

At this moment, her psychological state was very similar to that of Mebius: What on earth are you doing here!