Chapter 1616 I'll Let You Go This Time

A few days passed without me noticing.

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Beichen Base, Suzhou.

I have hardly been online these days. The battle in the Western Regions Protectorate has fallen into a stalemate. The Indians can't do anything about Jiuquan Pass, and the Chinese servers can't get out either. The two sides have formed a confrontation. In Bailu City, the three northern cities have been recovered with the help of the American servers, and Shanhaiguan has also been taken back. The two guilds, Gujian and Zhulong, assisted frozen in attacking Fenghui City. The European servers have been defeated and have long lost their original edge.

At this time, there are only three days left before the end of the national war.

In the back garden of the base, the cold wind is bleak and the leaves are swaying.

"Beep--"

The phone rang. The call came from Dong Xiaoyu.

"Hello, Xiaoyu."

"Yes, it's me." Her voice was slightly tired, and she said, "Ding Muchen, we have been following up on the matters of the Hall of Fame Organizing Committee. What I didn't expect was that they really dared to report the relevant matters to the New York headquarters of Yueheng Group. At present, Shan Youfusu's Hall of Fame title has entered the re-evaluation stage."

"Are they still unwilling to return the title to Fusu?"

"Yes, but we at Yueheng China have been pushing forward this matter, and we are also actively communicating with colleagues at the headquarters. Don't worry too much."

"Xiaoyu, let's stop deceiving ourselves."

I smiled faintly and said, "If this matter is limited to the national server, then it will definitely It can be solved, but if we take it to the headquarters, most of the staff there are from the United States and Europe. Will they help Su get justice? Excuse me, I'm thankful that they don't add insult to injury. "

"I'm sorry, I can't do anything. Zhang Qiannian... Zhang Qiannian is too old in the Yueheng series of games. He once participated in the design of the first generation of "Yueheng" and is a good friend of Xinran's father. I can't touch him for a while. I'm sorry... This matter needs some time to be resolved. Once I get Zhang Qiannian out of the Hall of Fame Organizing Committee, the problem will be solved naturally. "

"Why does Zhang Qiannian have to do this?" I asked.

"Because he is a veteran, what he has determined cannot be changed." Dong Xiaoyu said calmly.

"Does he not know how serious the problem is, and how much trouble it will bring to Shanyou Fusu?"

"He doesn't care."

"Okay... okay... okay!"

I said three okays in a row, and said, "I understand."

"Well..."

Dong Xiaoyu said, "I called you for another important matter."

"Go ahead."

"The national war is about to end, and the situation for the next three days has been determined. There should be no changes. Yueheng Shanghai headquarters plans to gather all the top 500 players in the third national war to gather together. It should also be a celebration banquet for this extremely difficult national war. We finally made it through."

"We are not the victorious side in the third national war. Do we really need a celebration banquet?"

"Yes."

She said: "In the Red Leaf Continent, Wanye City and Xingtong City were redeemed by the Japanese and Korean servers at a cost of a lot of resources. So although the main city was removed from the national server map, we got a lot of funds and virtual resources. Returning is profitable. In addition, Shenxiang City and Qingguang City are still in our hands. We have decided to directly draw resources from Shenxiang City and Qingguang City, use these two cities as logistics, and rebuild a new Bailu City on the ruins of Bailu City. In other words, after the national war is over, our Bailu City will be reborn. "

My eyes trembled, and I said: "Xiaoyu, Shenxiang City and Qingguang City were also conquered by Fusu and us. Since Bailu City can be rebuilt, why are you still unwilling to return the Hall of Fame title to him? Yueheng Group is doing this, which is equivalent to always imposing the loss of Bailu City on Fusu's head. "

"This, there is no rush for a while, so we can only do it slowly. "

"..."

"Okay, I have to go to a meeting. I just want to inform you to prepare to attend the celebration banquet in Shanghai. You are the top three big names in the national service points ranking, and you are the commander-in-chief of the third late national war. You must attend. "

"Well, I will try my best. "

"Okay. "

...

Three days later. The national war ended. In the end, the national server still held the battlefield on the western front. In the last few days, the Indian server came back to support and began to attack the two cities of Shenxiang City and Qingguang City, but they were attacked by Beichen Iron Cavalry led by Suifeng Zhiren, Tian Wuhui, Jianmo Yinzhe and others. In the end, they failed to recapture the two cities.

So far, the third national war has ended. The national server bid farewell to the third national war with the loss of Bailu City, the redemption of Xingtong City and Wanye City, the recapture of the entire Hongye Continent, and the capture of Shenxiang City, Qingguang City, and Jinque City on the western front. This result is neither a victory nor a defeat, but for me, this national war is a complete failure, because it once again allows me to see those despicable people, such as Zhang Qiannian and Liu Ji, whose ugly faces have already mastered the right to speak in the game.

Looking up at the sky, I am not the MVP of this national war. The MVP this time is Bei Mingxue. She has been fighting almost all the time, while I almost never went online in the later period of the national war. My points are second only to Tang Yun, ranking third in this national war. As for the rewards, everything seems boring.

In front of us, the Jiuquan Pass is still littered with corpses. The Indians fought until the last moment of the national war, but still could not shake this majestic pass guarding the western border of the Xia tribe. This time, we Beichen have vindicated the reputation of Jiuquan Pass. As long as the defenders are strong enough, even if the enemy's strength is ten or a hundred times ours, we can still defend Jiuquan Pass!

On the side, the God of the North Wind came forward with two bloodstained daggers and said, "Boss, there is something."

"Little North Wind, tell me."

"Isn't there a celebration banquet in Shanghai the day after tomorrow? The official people of Yueheng contacted Brother Fusu through private messages on Weibo and invited him to attend, but he refused."

"Ah?"

I was stunned, and my heart was a little heavy. I lowered my head and said, "Fusu still refuses to forgive the official Yueheng. That's right, his temper is like this. This kind of thing... he will never compromise. Little North Wind, did Fusu talk to you?"

"Yeah, he replied to me through private messages on Weibo, but... he replied very little. I said ten sentences, and it's good that he can reply once. Boss, did he talk to you?"

"Not yet..."

"..."

The God of the North Wind looked helpless and said, "Wait a little longer. He doesn't want to face you now, or even me. I don't know how to comfort him, and Moreover, the most hateful thing is that there are still many people on the forum scolding him, saying that he is the biggest stain of the national server in the third national war. If he hadn't destroyed Bailu City, we would have been able to counterattack and retake Bailu City. By then, we would have won the third national war. "

"A bunch of bastards..."

I clenched my fists and said, "If Bailu City was captured, how could we have successfully counterattacked so easily? These idiots who talk without any pain in their backs are all accomplices of the Hall of Fame Organizing Committee!"

"Boss, are you going to the celebration banquet?"

"No."

"Oh, then I won't go either."

At this time, Lin Che on the side raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Chen, since even you are not going to the celebration banquet, what's the point of us going? Let's just refuse it together, right?"

Lijian also smiled and said, "Reject it if you want to. We Beichen doesn't need that meal."

So, Suifeng Zhiren, Tian Wuhui, Qingyan and others all expressed that they would not attend the celebration banquet.

I shook my head and said with a smile: "I am not in the mood to attend, and I don't want to face the official people of Yueheng. You don't have to go. If you want to go, go. If you don't want to go, don't go. Don't be influenced by others."

Jian Mo Yinzhe laughed: "It doesn't matter. So many of our Beichen brothers are not going. What's the point of the rest of you going there? Who are you going to play with? With a piece of shit like Shen Qiubai?"

"That's right, hahaha~~~" Huang Xi also smiled and nodded.

"Whatever, I'm tired, I'm going offline."

Then, I summoned the system elf to go offline. The national war was finally over, and I could finally rest in peace.

...

The next day, early morning.

I had breakfast with Lin Che, Dahai, Chengcheng, and Zhang Wei at a breakfast shop not far from the base. This is the only place nearby that makes spicy soup, sesame cakes, and fried dough sticks. As a native of Huai'an, I have a special feeling for sesame cakes with fried dough sticks. It's like a feeling in my bones. I feel that life is tasteless if I don't eat it for a while.

While I was slurping the spicy soup, my cell phone rang. It was Dong Xiaoyu's call: "Ding Muchen, are you really not coming to the celebration banquet?"

"No, I'm not in the mood." I said.

"Hey..."

She was speechless: "You...you are the number one in the national server. If you don't come, I always feel that something is missing. And if you don't come, the rest of Beichen won't come either. In the top 500 of the national server standings, you Beichen occupy 162 seats. If you don't come, this celebration banquet will seem like a joke."

I said seriously: "Xiaoyu, before your Yueheng official returned the Hall of Fame title to Fusu, the national server was a joke. There was no reward for merit and punishment for innocence. If I still go to the celebration banquet with a smug face at this moment, will I, Ding Muchen, still have any temper? ? No, no, you guys can play whatever you want, I won't accompany you. "

"You..."

She wanted to get angry, but after thinking for a while, she said, "Forget it, the fault is still mine, I'm sorry, I'll let you go this time, you must come next time!"

"Thank you, Xiaoyu."

"Why are you being polite, we're one family, okay, have breakfast, I'm going to a meeting."

"How do you know I'm having breakfast?"

"I can tell the fried dough sticks are very crispy."

"..."

...

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, ten days had passed since the end of the third national war.

Still, the organizing committee still didn't reload Shan You Fusu's ID into the Hall of Fame sequence, which was disappointing.