Super Golden Eye

Fang Yang looked at it. There were only two people. It seemed that there was still a necromancer named Yudu who had not come. It seemed that he had his own thoughts: "Have you already thought about it?"

Huaide and Luobo glanced at each other, and Fang Yang said, "My lord, we have already thought about it and we are willing to be by your side! But Yudo may return to the Dark Council for some reasons."

Fang Yang asked, "What about your subordinates? Don't deprive them of the right to choose freely because of their status."

Huaide immediately replied: "We have all asked, those who are willing to stay are welcome, and those who are not willing to stay, they will directly return to the dark council with Yudo."

Fang Yang is very satisfied with their approach: "Very good, can you tell me now, how many people are willing to stay?"

A trace of shame flashed across Huaide's face: "My lord, the one who finally decided to stay, plus the two of us, only thirteen people..."

Fang Yang yawned: "Thirteen?"

Huaide's head dropped very low: "I'm sorry, I let the adults down."

Fang Yang shook his head again and again: "No, no, I am not disappointed at all, but a little surprised. In my opinion, I am afraid that even ten people will not stay, but now there are 13 people!

You have to know that the feeling of giving your life to someone else is uncomfortable, and few people really want to accept it. It takes great courage to make this decision. "

Huaide said gratefully: "Thank you for your understanding."

Fang Yang looked at the time: "It's one o'clock in the afternoon, so you can arrange for Yudu and the others to leave immediately and return to the Dark Council.

At seven o'clock in the evening, all the people who decided to stay are gathered in the underground secret room. Is there a problem? "

Huaide and Lobo replied in unison: "No problem!"

"Then do it."

After sending away White and Luobo, Fang Yang called Guros and told him that Yudu and others were going to return to the Dark Council.

Guros deeply apologized: "I'm really embarrassed, I didn't expect this guy to be so cowardly, it's really disappointing."

Instead, Fang Yang explained a few words for Youdu: "This is normal. People don't serve themselves and the heavens are destroyed. Don't embarrass them too much."

Guros said: "I don't have the energy to waste on them, just because there is a shortage of manpower on the Sahara side, I can directly transfer to that side without worrying about it."

"Sahara?" That place is definitely a barren place where birds don't shit. It was transferred to that place, but it was worse than the frontier.

Fang Yang has begun to sympathize with Youdu and others. I wonder if many years later, will he regret today's decision? Basically, it is certain that the possibility of adjusting it in the past and then adjusting it back is almost zero!

Guros's tone was calm: "Everyone has to pay for their actions. This is to give them a chance to prove themselves."

Fang Yang was disapproving: "Whatever, that is the internal private matter of your dark council. I am an outsider and I have no right to comment."

Guros immediately reminded: "What is an outsider? I have formally nominated you as the vice-president of the Dark Council. The Council of Elders has been unanimously approved, and I am about to tell you!"

Fang Yang cried out strangely: "I'm going~ Your speed is too fast, right? Isn't this forcibly binding me to your boat?"

Guros did not hide his intentions at all: "Being able to tie your genius to your chariot is definitely something everyone dreams of. Vice President, when are you going to take office?"

"Well..."

Fang Yang's eyes rolled around: "It won't work for the time being, there are still many things to be dealt with. But I can arrange for someone to go there and get familiar with the environment first."

Guros did not understand the medicine sold in Fang Yang's gourd: "Familiar with the environment? What do you mean?"

Fang Yang explained patiently: "Look, I don't need to elaborate on how busy I am. Even if I agree to accept the position of deputy speaker, it is impossible to stay at the headquarters of the Dark Council.

Arrange for someone to go there first, so that you can familiarize me with the relevant procedures of the Dark Council, and play a role in information communication and exchange between us, isn't it good? "

Guros hesitated: "It sounds reasonable. I don't know who you want to send? What is your capacity?"

Fang Yang had an answer long ago: "Ji Ping, my brother. My identity is my personal assistant. When I am unable to attend, perform the corresponding duties and powers for me."

Guros did not dare to directly agree: "Mr. Fang, I want to convene a presbytery to discuss this matter. After all, the position of the deputy speaker is very special and powerful, and I dare not easily set this precedent."

Fang Yang can also understand: "No problem, there is a result, just notify me again."

"Okay, goodbye." After Guros hung up the phone, he hurriedly informed the members of the Presbytery to continue the meeting.

All members of the Dark Council elders felt very awkward. Usually there is no one meeting in a year, but since Guros took office, there have been three or six meetings and small meetings every day.

The most important point is that the focus of each meeting is an Oriental man named Fang Yang! It feels unrealistic to think about it.

In Yudo's room, White and Lobo are saying goodbye to Yudo for the last time: "Youdo, this time we have a goodbye. I don't know when we can see you again."

Especially for the two of them's decision is not worth it: "Wai De, Luo Bo, you two are rare geniuses in the clan for a century. Are you willing to let yourself sink and become a tool for others?"

A hint of help flashed across the faces of Huaide and Luobo: "Youdo, our situation is different. You are a necromancer, even if you don't have a family, you can successfully advance as long as you work hard.

But if we don't get the inheritance, we can only be a grand duke in our entire life, and there will be no change.

What about a genius once in a hundred years? Compared with the long life, among the blood clan, how many geniuses have been gathered, how many can really get the opportunity to get ahead? "

Yudu seemed confident: "When I return to the Dark Council, I will promote myself as much as possible, and strive to enter the Presbyterian Council as soon as possible, so that I will have the opportunity to help you."

Luo Bo Weng said angrily: "Youdo, of the three of us, you have the best chance. You must work hard!"

Yudu patted his chest: "Don't worry, I will definitely become a rising magic star under the Dark Council!"

Before the voice was over, Yudo's phone rang. After answering the phone, Yudo's face instantly turned pale and desperate.

Huaide faintly realized that something bad must have happened: "Yudo, what's the matter with you? Who is calling?"

Youdu dumbly put away the phone: "It was a call from my teacher. The Lord Councillor rejected our proposal to return to the Dark Council and let us go directly to the Sahara to take office..."

"Go to the Sahara to take office?! Is this true?!"

Huaide and Luobo were taken aback, their eyes were full of surprise and incomprehension, as well as traces of sympathy and... a fluke!

No one knows better than them that being transferred to the Sahara is equivalent to being exiled, and there is no possibility of returning!

And there, where materials are scarce and people are sparsely populated, it is not easy to be able to barely guarantee that the strength does not regress, let alone to improve.

Yudu, who was still very energetic just now, seemed to have completely changed his personality at this time, his eyes were dull, and he kept mumbling to himself.