Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"The assumption is not valid, Noguchi." Tojo Aoi sighed. She was well aware of the trap of the last vote - or, in other words, the conspiracy. Just like the prisoner's dilemma, when everyone is suspicious, everyone has the possibility of betrayal.

Those who doubt whether the other party will betray them are more likely to betray.

This is sacrificing oneself for others, how many people can do this? I voted no for you, and then I die?

Never.

"The news will be out soon." The girl turned on the TV, and the computer screen jumped to the news release website. "Are you calling on everyone to sacrifice? The chaebols and major families will remember you forever?"

Undisguised sarcasm.

"Then they will vote in favor," Noguchi continued.

"Yes."

So, no one will vote against it.

Noguchi Tadashi thought about it carefully. Whether it was wealth or power, it could only be achieved for the purpose of appeasement and manipulation when it was distributed sufficiently - and voting was something that every living human being could participate in.

Inducement is impossible.

"I will now announce that if all Tojo Group employees vote 'no', the company will pay his family a lump sum of 20 years' salary after his death. In addition, the surviving spouse can receive a monthly subsidy from Tojo Group until he dies. Guess what the result will be?"

Aoi Tojo's slender fingers slid back and forth on the keyboard, and the clicking sound of the keys was accompanied by a playful laugh from her smoky voice.

"Ah."

Noguchi Tadashi looked heavy.

This time, it is something that requires the joint efforts of all people in the world. As it happens, the most difficult thing for humans to do is to work together. Taking the country as a unit is one angle, and taking the individual as a unit is another angle.

Even if some countries can cast a large number of vetoes, but...what about other countries?

"So it seems," Noguchi Tadashi scratched his head, "this is an unsolvable problem, right?"

The answer is clear.

"Get ready. After this is over, there will definitely be something strange in the third wish. Now it seems that the first wish, "the wine is poisonous", is too friendly." Pushing the chair away and standing up, Tojo Aoi said, "Don't worry about the concealment of the secret line. Go all out and gather the people. We need a lot of manpower to survive this disaster."

A large, expendable supply of manpower.

"Hi."

…………

……

The news was released as expected.

Although a group of top leaders had been lost, the state machinery with clear power and structure was still operating in an orderly manner. As soon as a position was vacant, a new candidate would immediately take its place. Just like an intact car, the disappearance of the driver did not affect the engine's rotation, and it was not impossible for a new person to step on the accelerator.

As for how it goes, we will have to wait until we get through this crisis.

'I call on you all...'

'Veto, the future of our species...'

'Anyone who votes against the bill will receive a lifetime subsidy from their family...'

'In addition, the benefits are as follows...'

Snapped.

"Are you busy?" Usami Reiko locked her phone.

"Yeah." Bai Ju put on his coat.

The special uniforms were printed with the logo of the Ritual Office-Field Affairs Department. After putting away his ID, he patted his gun holster to make sure nothing was left behind. While sorting, Bai Ju said:

"I'm going to assist in this operation." Anyone who voluntarily votes 'no' will be taken to a location prepared by the authorities, recorded in order, and then vote together.

"I guess there will be people who take advantage of the situation." Usami Reiko was referring to people who voted privately first and then joined the team to vote again. Of course, only the first vote counted, they had tried it.

"That's not a problem."

Bai Ju stamped his feet, his heavy military boots stomping on the floor, attracting several dissatisfied glances from the surroundings. "Only those who are truly "rejected" and truly "sacrificed" can do it. All countries are preparing for similar things. Can they survive this time..."

"Hard to say."

Bai Ju did not hold out much hope. In the previous votes, the local control was not good. Not to mention calling on the people to vote together, even order was difficult to maintain. From the information sent back, the countries that did the best only achieved partial basic unified management and partial unified voting.

Even so, the ticket shape is still very strange. What does this mean?

At least it shows that while they are working hard here, those guys on the other side of the world are just talking nonsense. They can't control the people under their rule at all.

Asshole, you are so talkative when talking about theory, belief and human rights, but at this moment, you are just pretending to be dead.

"I heard that they are holding protest marches recently to try to make the Protestant 'Wishing Tree' legal, and proposed adding a holiday called 'Wishing Day' in November."

When Usami Reiko heard about this, she almost went crazy with joy.

Some groups or countries can really make people find a lot of fun in disasters.

Chapter 103 Under the Sun

After her husband jumped from the window, Ms. Nao did not rush downstairs. Her husband did not leave any explanation, and the only thing was that the medical report in the box under the coffee table was turned over.

There was no miracle. Looking down from the upper floor, past the bicycles, elliptical machines and half-new large cabinets on the balconies, blood was spilled on the ground like a rotten watermelon.

She tried hard to convince herself that it was a can of paint that her husband had dropped.

Unfortunately, neither of them likes to paint, and the police and paramedics would not come upstairs to chat with her when they are already short of manpower.

'We're really sorry, we tried our best.'

Ms. Nao hated that she had studied vocal music and dance instead of medical care when she was young. Otherwise, she would still be able to grab the doctor's collar and scold them angrily.

'You are a bunch of quacks! ' She might have said this, and then ran downstairs, miraculously and skillfully resurrecting her husband like in an idol drama.

He hasn't seen their children yet.

The woman sat in the cold room, and time did not wait for her sadness. After a moment, two moments, the bloody words appeared, and the answer was revealed in laughter.

'It didn't pass,' she thought.

So, what is the significance of the husband’s suicide?

He finished his last cigarette and jumped out of the window. In the end, did he just cause trouble for everyone?

Life is a bad screenwriter and it holds all the power.

Haha.

How interesting.

The woman leaned over and touched her not-so-obvious belly. The fabric around her waist and hips was a little tight. She had taken a lot of nutritional supplements recently, and by the time she noticed the changes in her body shape, it was too late.

Now, as I’ve gained weight, I can only explode bigger and louder.

This is the only effect, right?

Baby, mommy loves you.

But, I'm sorry.

The woman closed the door, opened the window, and jumped out.

The destination is the arms of her husband.

…………

……

"do you know?"

"The only woman in the family who jumped off the building last time also jumped off the building today. I heard that she was pregnant."

Rich ladies wearing gold and silver gathered together to chat.

For them, even if someone leans over and shouts in their ear:

'The end of the world is coming! ! '

They would also slowly arrange their clothes, squeeze their feet covered with deformed calluses into expensive high heels, raise their heads proudly, and put on bright and eye-catching lipstick first.

After you have drawn eyeliner, applied some foundation, and put on some big earrings, and covered up your bleak complexion and filled up your fine wrinkles, they will turn their eyes to you as if they were giving alms.

He asked politely while yawning.

'Excuse me, what did you say?'

'I say, doom, there is a doom!'

'Oh. So, how much money does our family need to pay to buy this "doomsday" you mentioned? What series of clothing is this? Which designer designed it?'

Obviously, Miss Nao and her husband were not included in this circle. They were common people, or people who had worked their way up from the bottom, and were not qualified to be included in this circle. It was a great blessing to occasionally mention it in a casual conversation.

"Ms. Nao's family?" The older lady put on the most fashionable makeup, just like a cook who insisted on dressing like a young girl. She stroked her newly done nails and inadvertently revealed the string of pearls on her wrist.

"I heard about it too. Thank God you didn't see what she looked like before she died." The woman who spoke looked not much different, with thick layers of makeup on like the cream on a cake.

"Is it scary?"

The cream layer was still terrified: "It's horrible, so rotten."

"A few hours after the husband jumped off the building, his wife jumped from the same window and was shattered into a bloody mess. I heard that she fell on the guardrail, her abdomen bulged like a ball, and her head... Oh, it was too painful to look at."

"What a pity." The lady yawned. Recently, they only meet on the benches in this area, or go to someone's house, take two bottles of good wine, and chat for an afternoon - don't be ridiculous, the world is in chaos, where can they go safely?

"Not that I'm curious, but how did you get away with that?" Creamy Layer asked quietly.

"That?" The lady raised her eyebrows. "The last 'question'? You are very clear about my family situation. We just lived together. We divorced a long time ago."

At this point, the woman turned around and looked around. Seeing that no one was around, she took two steps forward, pretending to enjoy the scenery. "My ex-husband is in big trouble."

"You...you need to accept my condolences."

The lady smiled and waved her hands: "No, it's not him. If he died, I would be very happy. It was a high school girl."

That's it.

"Thank goodness I haven't behaved like him. I never do dirty things. At most, I let those boys accompany me, but I won't linger on the same person - I haven't developed any feelings with them." The noble lady's bold words sounded commonplace to the other woman.

"Yes, I still need to learn more from you. This time it was too dangerous."

"How tragic! Miss Nao's husband is still on the rise, right? I heard that his company got a big project this year..."

The voices of the two ladies faded away.

Nagini carried the oversized package upstairs easily.

Mori Yuesha was standing at the door, wearing a small black gauze dress, looking around like a wife waiting for her husband.

"Welcome back!"

Seeing the maid, she raised her hand and waved, not forgetting to put on her shoes before running out. The lights on the floor were as bright as day, easily penetrating the sparse black material.

As she ran joyfully into Nagini's arms -

The thin gauze seemed to be an obstacle when she walked and ran.

It makes people want to get rid of it for her.

The eagerness to help was like a stone in her shoe, which didn't hurt, but was unbearable. Nagini handed the package to Ansuna, bent her legs and lowered her body, and hugged the girl who rushed over!

Giant and expensive crash pads cushioned the impact.

"Today, I was worried about you, too!" the girl said, taking credit for it. Her fair and tender face was as hydrated as a plump fruit, and her eyes were filled with inexplicable emotions. "So? I'm worried about Nagini, too."

"You did so well."

Nagini patted her head, and the little bird in her arms began to chirp about what had just happened. For example, what Arrietty did, how many times Ansuna and Immorton kissed, and how many times she cleverly interrupted them...

Nagini listened quietly, lifting her black hair, revealing half of her profile, with slightly drooping eyes and a teardrop mole, which instantly turned her cute and soft look into a charming one.

"My moon," she said. "You did a great job."

dong dong.

Metal knocking sound.

Ansuna had packed up the daily necessities that Nagini brought back long ago, and stood at the door looking at them helplessly. She was immune to Nagini's love words, Mori Yuesha was confused, and Arrietty was extremely disgusted.