"Your Excellency, Speaker, I have always respected you as a person, especially the help you provided me back then. If I retired because of that war, I would personally feel deeply sorry and even feel a little guilty and uneasy."

"Come on, little Zheng Li, you've already spoken to me in a bureaucratic manner. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Okay, I just realized that I actually have a choice. Who do you think is better for me to choose?"

It is still the familiar speaker's residence. Apart from the traces of time and some new trophies, there is not much difference from the past.

The old woman patiently groomed the wild cat on her knees and put a thoughtful furry vest on it. Looking at the cat that kept resisting, Zheng Li didn't know whether he loved the cat or abused it.

In the end, the cat, which kept scratching at its owner, lost. The old woman, who smiled happily, put on a sweater and Christmas boots for the cat before letting it go.

Compared with the past, Speaker Martha today is less mysterious and less energetic, and more like an ordinary old man at home.

But being so close, Zheng Li, who had the "Eye of Truth", could see the terrifying psychic energy in her body. The whole house was covered in black mist, and there was a vague monster lurking in it.

The arm is evil and dark, and the magic lamp it is holding is flashing with a strange light. Is the disguise broken? Or is it simply getting stronger as you reach the end?

The Speaker at this time is probably the most outrageous existence Zheng Li has ever seen.

"Meow!"

As soon as the cat got off the ground, it ran away like a bolt of fur. It seemed that even the most sensitive animals couldn't bear the pressure.

"Hey, he's the only one left among the cute little ones I raised. It looks like he's about to escape."

The old woman slowly opened her eyes, revealing a bright starry sky.

At this moment, the entire ancient house turned into dark ruins and scorching charcoal. The next moment, everything returned to calm. There were charcoal burning quietly in the stove. Only the cold sweat on Zheng Li's vest showed that all this was not

hallucination.

The peak myth has completely gone out of control? This seems to be even more outrageous than the real gods? At this moment, Zheng Li saw the end of the sword master.

"Next, you want to say, 'Fortunately, you are on our side.' Is that what you are thinking now?"

The old woman suddenly spoke, leaving Zheng Li stunned.

Is it mind reading? Or predicting the future?

"No, it's just that you've put it on your face. Haha, don't touch your face, it's just a joke. It's just that the power of the causal line has reached its extreme, and it has some effects similar to predictions.

The old woman picked up knitting with great interest and began to fulfill her hobby.

Just by seeing Martha now, Zheng Li knew that the "rumors" were probably true and that the Speaker was going to be re-elected.

For some reasons, most of the high-level garrison positions in Shiqian City are lifelong. Sword masters often only become weak at the last moment of their lives. Death on the battlefield is the final outcome of most high-level myths.

"Let's return the topic to its original point. Speaker Martha, haven't you considered your follow-up? I hope I can follow your vote."

"No, otherwise I would have made arrangements a long time ago. I believe Xiao Li will not stop me. I can only tell you some things. In fact, I have three apprentices, and I originally expected them to take over."

This is a past event that has been covered up by time, and there is not much value that needs to be covered up. It is just the sad story of an old man.

"The eldest brother has been the Speaker for two years and then disappeared. The second eldest son was a young man from seventy years ago. In the end, he couldn't survive an old guy like me. He has not yet completed his training. The third eldest son has not yet completed his training. Haha, you might have a chance to meet her.

, now he is the wild son of the Four Gods."

Sounds miserable? In fact, it is very common in this era. His disciples cannot survive Quasi-Myth. His master is so normal that Zheng Li doesn't know whether to express sadness or calmness.

"Later, I planned to raise a fourth child. This time it was faster. I only debuted twenty years ago and already I was too lazy to teach."

The reason was too realistic, leaving Zheng Li speechless.

"Then the speaker after that doesn't have the ability to have a destiny line?"

"Haha, you seem to have made a mistake like them. It's not that the Speaker must have the ability to predict fate and prophecy. It's because I am the Speaker that the whole city has become dependent on it and has too high expectations for the position of Speaker.

I hope that maybe I should step down early and let a new person take over."

Zheng Li suddenly understood. It seemed that before Martha, the position of the Speaker was not fundamentally different from that of the Mayor. They were both "bipolar" guards. However, it was only due to the Speaker's prophecy system and long standby that this position was

Seems too special.

At this time, Zheng Li also knew what the "answer" that Martha had been avoiding was. Such an elder statesman would not be able to keep things at home.

She mentioned the failed successors in the past, and the fact that she gave the position of speaker too much specialness, which brought huge pressure to those who came after her. She indirectly stated that she did not care who would become the new speaker, and in order to possibly give the speaker

To pave the way for future generations, she would go so far as to erase her relationship with her successors. Under such circumstances, how could she accept the vote Zheng Li gave her?

"Okay, I'll just vote, or I can use that ticket to sell something and exchange it for something good."

Zheng Li spoke directly and received a satisfied smile from the old man.

But Zheng Li came here not just for this matter. There were some things that he had to reveal to the senior management of Shiqian City, so as to pave the way for future transactions. The Speaker, who had already begun to take a back seat, had a good relationship with him in the past.

, or the favor of support, is the most suitable person to reveal the truth.

"Maybe you can retire later, maybe find a place to sleep, and someone will let you return to your past youth."

At this moment, the knitting needles in the old woman's hands stopped, and she showed a rare expression of obvious joy.

"How far have you come? It's really incredible. According to the most optimistic estimate among us, it will take you at least thirty years."

"Obviously, he doesn't understand me yet, but he just has some connections. Shinhwa definitely can't do it, but quasi-myth can give it a try. Of course, if the time to get it back is measured in years. Not only does it require a time system

The materials are used as sacrifices, and I also need enough nutrients to enhance my strength and make up for the 'time' I have consumed."

"Haha, this is enough to drive those old guys crazy. It's a pity that most of the sleeping brothers and sisters are myths, and they all took many years to lie down."

What the old speaker was talking about was naturally the strategic weapon of Shiqian City, the legendary "One Hundred and Eight Generals" who would die in the next moment.

"Since you did it, why don't you give priority to resurrecting your master? Are you looking for experimental subjects and investors? Well, it's a good idea, and many people will be willing to do it."

"So, you"

"I'll forget it, I'm tired, my heart is tired, it's time to go accompany those old guys who took the first step. I never planned to lie down from the beginning, do you understand?"

The old woman smiled. At this moment, Zheng Li really understood death. For her, it was a kind of relief, a kind of sleep that relieved her of her responsibilities and infinite cause and effect.

No matter how good the doctor is, he can't save someone who wants to die. Zheng Li shook his head helplessly, completely understanding the speaker's current situation.

What troubled him even more was that the ticket in his hand was used to move the city to certain places, and it unusually followed the ancient law. Only the garrison was qualified to elect a new garrison, and it was not an equal vote.

Each of the three poles (two poles) has 10 votes, each of the four kings has five votes, each of the twelve ministers has three votes, and each of the twenty-four guards has two votes.

In other words, the ticket in Zheng Li's hand, after it was recognized by Shi Qiancheng in the Third Pole, was enough to be worth five district chiefs!

Due to the tendency of the votes, the new speaker can only be from the central faction, but each ministry of the central faction and each king also have their own favorite candidates.

This has undoubtedly become a political whirlpool sweeping the entire Shiqian City.

If Zheng Li is just an ordinary person, or if his third pole "Ironman Zone" is still just a ruin, others can use politics, public opinion, and strength advantages to force him to voluntarily hand over the ticket. At least, it will become impossible.

Wasted votes that affect the overall situation.

But now, Zheng Li is also the "big boss". With the basic strength to enter the game, others must play by the rules honestly.

Zheng Li, who was sure that the votes in his hand were far greater than what he owned, and who didn't want to have too much fun (and had no idea about Shiqian City headquarters), naturally planned to give it to the Speaker and hand over this hot hand.

Potato.

But now, after being rejected by the Speaker, he really has to think about who to give this to.

This can really affect the future development of the city. As far as Zheng Li knows, several candidates have gone crazy for this position. It is really an opportunity to rise to the top in one step.
Chapter completed!