Chapter 999 Turn the Game Into a Family Fight

"Tsk, it's fighting again!"

In the manor, one after another young-faced teenagers or girls ran out of the building at the moment of the explosion and looked at the low-rise building that was gradually collapsing on the upper floor.

The reason why this building collapsed was because the two Star Armor divisions were attacking each other frantically, and their battles were rapidly destroying everything around them.

"Finally, when was the last battle? It was three days ago. This time, the time between conflicts is a little short." A young boy looked at the two star armors who were fighting in the sky. Teacher, muttering with some dissatisfaction.

"Oh, I really miss the quiet time a year ago. I really don't know how long this group of people will be tossing about." Although most of the residents of the manor are watching the battle with great interest, there are still some people who are interested in this battle. This fight expressed dissatisfaction.

They were the "old" residents of the manor, and they missed the peaceful days before the arrival of the peace-breaker Gerlos Douglas.

But such peaceful days are gone forever, and the manor they live in now has become a battlefield, because there will be battles in the manor at any time, and they must be vigilant against attacks from all directions to prevent themselves from being attacked. The fighting spread and he was wounded and hospitalized.

In fact, when the manor became a battlefield, some of them did not think about moving out to live. After all, every official member of the Douglas family was extremely wealthy, and even in the capital, he opened a place for himself. It's also an easy thing to do.

However, the family has issued a ban, and this manor is only allowed to enter and not to leave, unless it is someone who has obtained a high school diploma and is about to go to the imperial battlefield, otherwise, no one is allowed to leave.

"Don't think about this kind of time, I don't think we can go back." A young man couldn't help shaking his head when he heard his companion's complaint.

"why?"

"See for yourself how much our adaptability has increased over the past year in order to cope with this situation that may happen around us at any time. And this ability to respond to the dangers around us at any time, once it arrives On the battlefield, how much survival rate can it give us."

"The family is training us with the help of these genius battles, so that we can survive when we go to the battlefield to experience. This is really painstaking!"

"Although I understand and understand the family's intentions, I still can't accept this method. It's too tiring to live with a single tendon all day long."

The other girl shook her head,

There was a hint of embarrassment on her face, because when she was taking a shower, the bathroom she was in was affected by the battle. Fortunately, she responded quickly and put on the star armor, so she avoided the embarrassing end of disappearing.

"If you feel tired, it means that you have not fully adapted to this situation, and you need to adapt for a while. I heard from my father that on the battlefield where the empire and the sky will be at war, the stray bullets flying around and the aftermath of the battle are more violent. , we are only pediatrics."

"Don't discuss it, this battle has a result."

A figure fell from the sky, turned into a black mark and slammed to the ground, shoveling out a black mark more than 100 meters long from the neat lawn.

"Haha, the lawn has been shoveled down so much again, the housekeepers are probably going crazy." The little girl said with a smile, looking at the lawn that was shoveled away, revealing the black soil below.

"Don't worry, this lawn has been shoveled for a year, and the housekeepers are all well and still there."

"Robert, you lost." Under the watchful eyes of a group of melon-eating spectators, the victor of this battle, a girl in new purple and black armor, surrounded by a circle of external weapons, flew to the ground, lying on the ground. He descended above the bleeding boy and looked down at him.

"This time is miserable!" Robert, who lost the battle, sighed helplessly. He knows Morea's philosophy, those who are capable can have some privileges, and those who are incompetent, if they dare to do those fancy words, just wait to be beaten.

"It's good to know that it's miserable, let's say, choose head or foot." Betty fell to the ground, ready to exercise her right as a winner.

"Come on, I've tried my feet last time, and it's not very comfortable." Robert resigned his fate and lifted the star armor on his body.

"You chose it yourself, don't blame me then."

With a smug smile, Betty fell to Robert's side, then bent down, grabbed his thick flaxen hair, and dragged him toward the training ground.

A valiant young girl in star armor dragged a handsome young man walking on the neat lawn. The young man's face still wore a lonely expression like a lost dog, and a drop dripped from his body. The blood dripped, leaving an extremely dazzling bloodstain on the crisp lawn.

Such a scene full of visual impact immediately made the surrounding audience take out their communicators and recorded this meaningful scene.

"It's a shame, alas." Robert couldn't help raising his hand to cover his face. Although it was not the first time he had been photographed like this, he still didn't want to leave too much black history.

...

"Master Geros, the Star Armored Division competition is about to start. Of the thirteen little guys you trained, seven of them are eligible to participate. Together with you, there are eight in total."

"Yeah." Morea, who was drinking tea now, nodded calmly when he heard this. Now, he doesn't care about this game anymore, and it's unnecessary.

By training the future mainstays of the thirteen families under his command, he has achieved an unshakable and firm position in the Douglas family. In terms of resources, he basically has no needs.

"The family wants all eight of you to participate in the Star Armored Master Competition, what do you think?"

"Why are you asking me? Isn't there a think tank in the family? You also know their combat effectiveness. Based on previous competitions, is it difficult to evaluate their possible achievements?"

"The family has indeed figured it out. If you send eight of you to participate in the war, the possible results may be achieved. However, it is a bit unbelievable, so I sent me here to ask your opinion."

"The top eight." Morea put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Butler Pais, "Just one position per person."

"You mean, if you both participate in the war, then the position in the quarter-finals will be yours. It seems that Master Gerros is really confident!"

"Otherwise? What is the result of the think tank's deduction?"

"The best result of the deduction is what you said, the Douglas family swept the top eight of this Star Armored Division Competition."

"What's the worst outcome?" Morea asked with a smile.

"Our Douglas family only occupies half of the top eight spots," Butler Pais smiled and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "The other three families should not be underestimated. Once they find that we are too strong, it is very likely that Join forces to snipe us."

"Oh."

...

"Desley, Betty, Robert..." Morea read out the names of the seven people in front of her, then looked up at the seven uneasy boys and girls in front of her, "Do you know why I called you here?"

"Star Armor Competition!" Desley, the half-sister who was the reincarnation of Morea, blurted out without hesitation.

"That's right, I'm looking for you for this." Morea glanced at the girl with admiration, and after the girl noticed Moreya's gaze, she also proudly puffed out her fuller chest.

"The seven of you and I are all going to participate in this year's Star Armor Competition. Just now, Butler Pais discussed this issue with me, and the family made predictions about our results."

Morea looked at the seven boys and girls in front of them who were listening intently, "The best result is that eight of us occupy the top eight of the Star Armored Division Competition, and the worst result is that we can only occupy half of the top eight. quota."

"The family has such confidence in us?" Betty's face showed joy.

"Is this called confidence?" Morea looked at the girl with "is there something wrong with your brain?" "This is clearly the family's distrust of you guys."

"However, being able to occupy half of the places in the top eight is a good result enough to be recorded in the family history." Under the gaze of Moreya, some girls who were not confident gradually lowered their heads, and their voices were weak. 's defense.

"Don't compare you to the previous contestants, you have been trained by me for a year, don't you even have this confidence?" Morea's face showed the color of hatred.

"You have one and only one goal in this competition, and that is to give me all the places in the quarter-finals. I want to turn this game into an infighting of our Douglas family."

"No, brother, isn't this too arrogant?"

Hearing Morea's request, no matter who it was, they were all taken aback, and at the same time, they were very excited for the goal set by Morea.

"Arrogant, what is there to be arrogant? This is what you should achieve with your strength." Morea looked at the seven people in front of him with stern eyes.

"If anyone of you dares to shame me and doesn't make it to the quarter-finals, after the game is over, I want him to look good."

"Then brother, what is your goal?" Desley asked cautiously.

"Of course it's the champion!" Morea said with a look of course, "Who else can the champion be besides me?"

"Or who of you think can beat me?" Morea looked at the seven people in front of her with a playful look.

"If you only use Star Armor and don't approach me for melee combat, I think you can try it!" Robert raised his hand and said with a smile.

"Go away!" Morea kicked him with a kick...