Vol 5 Chapter 623: To win, and upright

A total of 944 Titans participated in the evaluation, including the 12 Myth Kings and Su Xiangli. Yes, she is also in the audience and has the right to vote. There were four hundred and twenty Titans who expressed approval, three hundred and twenty-three who were noncommittal, and two hundred who felt that they lacked new ideas, and there was one who said they were worthless.
There is already a high degree of recognition, and there is probably a bit of personal sentiment in it. The Titans really value the fairness of the duel, but in the face of a enemy, they are still happy to hurt him.
Cronus, the king of kings, asked Lu Zhengkang to evaluate the value of the military compass, lest he be dissatisfied.
"It's really a good thing, but for me, it's like that." Lu Zhengkang rubbed his nose while speaking in Titan, making a strong nasal sound like a tuft of plasticine, "Come to me Say, this kind of thing is too practical, if it is better than wealth, I will not come out of this kind of thing."
His attitude caused the audience to raise their eyebrows, and the air waves from their drums directly overturned Lu Zhengkang, and this funny appearance made the audience laugh.
Titans just look down on small people, this is brought about by natural aesthetic intuition, not discrimination.
The king of kings said displeased: "In this kind of ritual that concerns your name, you are still so indulgent. I don't know for a moment whether you are born heroic or if you are lucky enough to be stable. Then since you are so confident, put your competition Take it out."
Lu Zhengkang was hurt by the deafening laughter of the Titans, and his body was really weak. He slowly stood up, "I didn't prepare any items for the competition. What I prepared is a story. This story is my biggest. Treasure." His voice is very soft, not even as audible as the sound of the waves of the stars, but all the people present are extraordinary people. As long as he is not mumbling, he can hear clearly.
"Oh, this is a novelty. In your culture, language and writing are also treasures, very interesting, so please start." King Cronus raised his hand, suppressing the comments of the spectators.
Su Xiangli pursed his mouth. Before going on the court, Lu Zhengkang told her that he was fully prepared, but why was it so...sloppy? He is not a person who likes to be a hero, but this time, it's a little bit playful.
She is ready to take Lu Zhengkang out to kill. Even if it is defeated by the mythical Titans, Lu Zhengkang must survive because he is the key to China's victory, including the deer who has been helping him, but it is actually only Lu Zhengkang. His subconscious, if Lu Zhengkang can exert all his power, there is hope of victory.
Lu Zhengkang pulled out a folded red cloth from the inner pocket of his jacket, did not unfold it, just held it in his hand and rubbed it.
"I know that your Titans are a proud and powerful race, but I am not afraid of you. I hope you realize that we are evenly matched opponents." He smiled.
In the star realm, a huge chaotic hole rose slowly from behind the Dingjun Compass. The suckling pig angel waving the wings of celery leaves flew out of the chaotic hole, singing the gospel song praising the Flying Face God. After the chaotic hole, A pair of arrogant golden fried meatballs slowly floated up, blooming with scorching power, and the titans were shocked. Even the twelve kings put on sad faces. There are thousands of gods in the cave, they whispered His will caused a large number of flying noodles to appear in the surrounding star realm, and the frantic starlight tide turned into a thick and fragrant soup, which was spilled, making people's index fingers move.
The Titans and their dependents in the audience felt itchy in their hearts, and some of the low-minded races directly babbled and cooked their love for the world, their bodies swelled, and exploded into a tuft of colorful dough.
The twelve titans slowly stood up, their auras turned into an iron wall, blocking the harmful flying gospel.
Lu Zhengkang smiled, "Hope, this appearance is enough for you to listen to my story patiently. Also, there are 8,754 gods on our side who hope to get the right to vote."
Su Xiangli covered her mouth, and couldn't hide joy in her eyes. It's you, old deer!
Kronos frowned, "Formidable opponents, fate is telling me that this is a life-and-death decision for the Titans. I... have to admit, outsiders, your authority has won our approval. But, it's not you. The reason that we can win the result lightly, even if it is for all of us to die today, the grand Aktouma must be implemented, because this is great bliss, great victory, unstoppable, undefeated."
"Very wise." Lu Zhengkang smiled like a traitor. After finishing the list of all the titles of the Titans, the target of the Conferred God Art had a clear goal, just like a curse. Once he knew the name, it was easy to handle. , Cronus’s premonition of death and genocide is completely correct, "Then, the matter of voting rights, please consider it."
Kronos stared at the Kaimian star in the depths of the Noodle Country, and the ancient wisdom told him that there were hidden enemies behind it.
Invincible... No matter how you use inspiration to capture the future, it is a dead end, that is to say, the outsiders in front of him, he will eliminate them anyway. The only life is in the past.
The Titans, collectively overturned.
What a heavy current situation, Kronos' heart is filled with fateful sadness, "Foreigners, we have 944 votes, and you will get the same."
Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli in the Titan audience looked at each other: You actually only have 943 votes.
This is what Lu Zhengkang said is foolproof.
An upright victory.
"Okay, I'm starting to tell the story." Pope Deer sighed comfortably. In the noodle country, the pope's ceremonial tribute slowly flew out and fell behind Lu Zhengkang. He put on a comfortable and safe white pope robe and sat down On the black throne, there was a microphone in front of him, spreading his voice.
At this time, no one in the audience laughed presumptuously, and even the vast majority of the audience was expressionless. There are only three laughing, Su Xiangli, Wu Lei, and Xun Sheng. They are also the audience.
This is a moment to witness the history of the game!
Pope deer!
"The story I tell you today is actually very similar to your history. You are troubled by gods, and the protagonist in the story is also troubled by your own creation." Lu Zhengkang smiled, his eyes with gentle power, " Humans, there are human races everywhere in this universe~EbookFREE.me~ My story is one of human civilizations. They are not so noble and not so despicable. They live very real. Among them, some are rich and some Poverty, life in various forms, a hundred years of life, very short.
"There is a period of history. In order to prevent those with power from wantonly exploiting the weaker, the weaker gathered together and built the country under the thought of the martyrs. Of course, the story is not a perfect ending, and this kind of oppression between people has not disappeared. Such an ideal country either died out or was dragged down by vulgarity. Until one day, humans created something called robots, which are tools, and humans use tools. This is not oppression.
"However, in fact, robots are thoughtful. To some extent, they are more like our offspring. Just like your descendants, we will one day be betrayed by robots."
Lu Zhengkang was talking. At this time, Master Tang was wearing a life-saving suit and watched Lu Zhengkang's real-time video in front of the screen for the last time. He slowed down the playback speed by 100,000 times. In this way, Lu Zhengkang's speech speed was normal. .
Although there was no sound, although, I could only look at Lu Zhengkang's back, but Master Tang saw that Lu Zhengkang had a bright red national flag.
The younger generations are fighting, and Master Tang, it's time to start his own battle.