I became the President of the Federation by perfumery

The elder brother didn't react, he didn't even hear his words clearly, he just stared at him blankly.

Zuo Lanyi has no patience.

He came here just to find a place with the most abundant flavor and feel the return of his sense of smell.

Now that his goal has been achieved, he has no interest in staying here to listen to people's gossip about scumbag perfumer Zuo Lanyi, or admiring the competition of an inexperienced perfumer.

He stood up, walked across the aisle and through the seats, and walked out from the audience seats.

Put the hood on, walk around the path to the parking lot, and board a hovercraft.

The man sitting in the driver's seat raised his head.

The black lines on the man's face stretched from the tip of his brows to his jaw, almost covering his entire face.

Although he was sitting in the driver's seat, the hovercraft was driving automatically.

Because his left leg was just black skin wrapped around the bone.Shrinked very small, hanging there, barely able to touch the ground.

This is a cripple, so naturally he couldn't drive, so the hovercraft started automatically.

He didn't follow Zuo Lanyi into the arena either, but stayed in the parking lot.

Zuo Lan sat neatly on the back seat, took off his hood, and asked with a smile, "How about the brothers and sisters?"

The cripple's voice was so hoarse that it was like rubbing against his scalp with sandpaper.

He replied hoarsely: "Strong strength, but stupid brain."

"Ah."

It's the quality of a good teammate.

Zuo Lanyi nodded without emotion.

The siblings came to see him two weeks ago.

The younger sister's name is Angelia, and her older brother, An Si, is here for her.

The brothers and sisters came to Zuo Lanyi for no other reason than to form a team.

The younger sister tied a pair of ponytails, and her eyebrows and eyes were a little timid, but it was far from stupid.

So when her brother said that the girl was absent from the qualification exam, Zuo Lanyi raised her eyebrows and looked slightly surprised.

It's not stupid, and they won't do things that are absent from the exam.

He asked, "If you pass the qualification certificate exam, you will get the certificate. If you pass the exam, you will not be able to take the exam again."

"You are absent from the competition, and all your classmates have gone to take the test. Those who pass the test will enter the competition, and those who have not passed will go to walk. You are absent from the competition? Who do you plan to form a team with to take the test again?"

Her brother An Si rubbed his hands and glanced at Zuo Lanyi.

"So... in the entire interstellar world, there is only one type of people who can take the qualification certificate again, and that is..."

It was people like Zuo Lanyi who were suspended by the trial court and stripped of their qualification certificates.

Zuo Lanyi smiled, his eyes were cold, but his tone was gentle: "It's hard for you to worry about my sister."

"But at least four people form a team, and there is still one position short. Where is the helmsman? What are you going to do?"

There was despair on An Si's face.

As soon as Zuo Lan knew that An Si was embarrassed and anxious, he waited for An Si's patience to collapse without any haste.

Finally, he finally spoke with understanding: "Everyone has brains. It stands to reason that anyone can be the helmsman. But the position of the helmsman is not easy to play."

"But the helm is the tactician, the brain of the whole team." He seemed to sigh, "The helm that plays well is cultivated by the military school for many years. Without wartime qualities, what kind of tactical brain is it?"

Why didn't Ans know, he begged again and again.

Zuo Lan finally agreed.He also said that he would find a way to find the best helm to bring the team together.

The helm, that is, the lame man sitting in the driver's seat now.

"...You tell them that I am the best helmsman?"

The cripple laughed twice, like a ghost: "On the field? Me?"

Deep in his tone, there was disgust and ridicule towards himself.

Zuo Lanyi leaned back, looking at him with dark eyes.

"You do not want it?"

The war thinking and tactical awareness cultivated by the military academy, the collection and integration of data, and the overall dispatch and review are the necessary qualities for the helm.

The cripple's Adam's apple rolled.

He spoke like a ghost: "So you let me hack the optical brains of those brothers and sisters, and send them the news that you are going to lift the suspension?"

Yes.

It wasn't that the siblings found Zuo Lanyi, but Zuo Lanyi discovered them.

Now that Zuo Lanyi has regained his sense of smell, what he wants is to return to the game.

Ans is the navigator. He has played the navigator position for 12 years and has a lot of experience.

His physical fitness is at its peak, and he has also reached the best stage of running in with his mecha and exoskeleton.In a team, he is indispensable.

His younger sister Angelia, the trainer, relied on her spiritual talent.

After studying for so many years, it is No.1 every year.

On the day she came, Zuo Lanyi had tested her, her mental power was S+.It is to enter the army and train for six or seven years, and can be promoted to the level of major.

In a team, she is hard to find.

Zuo Lan spoke freely: "How long did it take me to choose these two phoenixes in distress."

The cripple wanted to say something, but Zuo Lan gave him a fluttering look.

"You have already checked their backgrounds. There is no way out for the two of them."

Neither he nor the lame.

Everyone is a person who has no way out.

He was full of stigma, and he was in such a state of embarrassment that he gritted his teeth and saw blood, and he didn't intend to look back halfway.

In this game, if you don't win, you will die.

The lame touched his left leg.

The look is gloomy.

In the end, he still asked, "...what is the name of our team?"

"Tian Shui Bi." Zuo Lan pressed the autopilot button and made the final decision.

But death is not so easy.

Worse than death is torture.

Ans threw the drink bottle at the virtual screen.

It shattered the image of the virtual screen, passed through the middle of the virtual screen, landed on the wall, and shattered with a sound.

The four of them entered the arena at this time and waited in the waiting area for the start of the game.

The spectators have already entered the arena one after another, the seats are packed to the brim, and a lot of StarNet holographic tickets have been sold out.

The countdown to the start of the game is getting closer and closer.

Not only did Ans feel tormented, but the media also sensed that something was wrong.

Even the commentary began to enliven the atmosphere and divert everyone's attention.

"Friends of the audience! Friends of the audience!..."

"What do you mean?" An Si asked anxiously, "Why hasn't the opponent team made a lineup yet?"

The lineup is who is on the team and who plays what position.

The starting lineup is generally stipulated to be announced 24 hours to half an hour before the game.

Once the lineup is out, the media will be able to report.

It is also out of the lineup, the helm of the team can further determine the tactics.

The history of the game has developed for hundreds of years, and the rules have never changed.

But after playing for so many years, naturally some default unspoken rules have also been formed.

Usually the default team will announce the lineup from twelve hours to six hours before the start of the game.

Give media friends time to publicize and report, give opponents time to check themselves, that is, give yourself time to check opponents.

But now, there are still two hours to start the game.

Tianshuibi's entire team has already waited for the field, and the opposing lineup has not yet appeared.

"How can they be such a dog! Drag until now..."

An Si was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Zuo Lanyi was wearing a scarlet cloak, a black crystal mask, and the name "Achilles" on his vest.

He thought about low-level events such as the qualification certificate examination, which was probably the Wild Star Arena.

In case of landing in a sandy area, the wind is strong and the sand is heavy, so what can I do without a cloak.

He was straightening his cloak, and seeing Ans angry, he wrote lightly.

"They did it, no foul, no problem, in line with process."

He also allocated his energy, called up the rules from the optical brain, and went through the densely packed clauses, and quickly found one to show Ans.

"Is the announcement time stipulated in the article overdue now?"

"But the default is..."

"You said it all, that's the default." Zuo Lan smiled, "The default is - nothing."

This is the fact.

Straightforward, frank, rude, ridiculous.

"It shouldn't be like this..." Angelia almost doubted her life, and frowned, "That's not how it is taught in school, we should form a lineup in advance..."

As soon as Zuo Lan sat there smoothing his cloak, his eyebrows drooped, and he looked a little calm and quiet.

But when he opened his mouth, it was meaningful: "...What you didn't teach in school is the true face of this glorious empire."

Half an hour before the start of the game, the opponent Starlight team announced their lineup.

"Out!" Ans's face froze when he saw it, "They brought the prophet!"

What is a prophet?

Generally speaking, there are only four positions in the team.

Navigator, charge into the battle to grab the stronghold.

The cultivator cultivates plants in the stronghold that the navigator has stolen.

Perfumer, use the materials spawned by the cultivator to perfume and fight.

At the helm, formulate tactics and dispatch situations throughout the process.

The competition system is not fixed, such as Zuo Lanyi, the competition system is Survival of the Stars.Survival competition system, whoever survives to the end will win.

In addition, there are also story competition systems, escape competition systems, adventure competition systems, etc., which are all later.

And what about the prophet?

Prophets are the best perfumers.

With a super sense of smell, you can remotely follow up the progress of your opponent's game.

Carry out dimensionality reduction and crushing on the field, and foresee all the opponent's movements.

That's why they are called prophets.

Perfumers are rare, and there are almost no perfumers who can play the position of prophet.In the past, many teams with both financial resources and strength did not have a prophet until the season finale.

In the top high-level competitions, the additional supplementary position of the Prophet will make its debut in the competition.

But these days, it's just a qualifying exam.

A prophet in the qualification certificate exam? ?

It's like smashing a brick wall with antiques, dismantling a mecha and selling it for scrap, it's unheard of and unseen!

Ans was stunned: "This is shameless! What are they trying to do?!"

Zuo Lanyi was also somewhat taken aback by this operation.

"It's true that there is no express rule that prophets cannot participate in the qualification competition...but it's the first time I've seen a prophet brought to the qualification examination for so many years."

He even clasped his hands in brown leather gloves together and clapped twice.

"I have to say, it's wonderful. I don't have any other plans today, just admire the nobles."

When An Si heard this, he was taken aback: "What nobleman?"

The cripple made a hoarse voice, and pointed to the position of the starlight team captain's name on the light brain screen.

"This man is the son of the eldest princess of the royal family."

Zuo Lan folded his hands, very elegantly: "Haven't you understood yet? It's just the qualification exam, it doesn't matter if you lose, as long as the rating given by the jury is qualified, you can pass the exam."

"But they're not here to pass the qualification exam, they're here to make a name for themselves."

An Si suddenly understood something.

"I want you to lose. Losing is not enough, I want you to lose badly enough."

Zuo Lanyi was not friendly, his eyes were full of jokes, his eyes were gloomy, and his words were sharp and straightforward.

"Only if you lose badly enough, the young son of the eldest princess' family can step on your dead body... and become famous all over the world."

Anse looked at the cripple.

The cripple's temples were connected to seven or eight conduction wires, his eyes were empty, and his thoughts were spinning far away at the speed of light on the optical brain.

Look at Zuo Lanyi again.

Zuo Lanyi?

He was wearing a black combat uniform, brown leather gloves, a large scarlet cloak, and a black mask that completely covered his face.

Ans circled around his mecha anxiously.

At this moment, the younger sister, who had been stunned after the lineup came out, suddenly regained her senses and spoke timidly.

"I'm not going."

Ans turned his head sharply, almost dislocating his neck.

Angelia's expression was full of retreat: "I won't take the test bro, I don't want to take the test anymore, I..."

She sobbed a bit, and said brokenly.

"A nobleman and a prophet! We're not going to win anyway, are we?"