Zongman: Is this how it’s sewn?

Chapter 51. The New Year is approaching

After one round of voting, Nordic Ingrid Ace voted against it, and the permanent members of the Planetary Council did not reach a consensus.

Sai looked haggard. These directors were really difficult to lead. They got stuck on the first thing. How should they carry out their work in the future?
"If you have any other candidates, please put them forward and put them to a vote."

No one answered. In the final analysis, no one can convince the public now. Who should we choose as a director?

If we don’t elect a director, who should we elect?

"I think we must choose a third world congressman." Someone suggested that since everyone has opinions, then no one should be satisfied.

"Why don't we just have a fight? Let's take it out for a walk and see what happens."

Fortunately, no one took these words that were intended to create chaos in the world seriously. In the end, these people who had not yet evolved into politicians thought it would be a good compromise and each side sent one person to fight.

"A discussion was held regarding the first President of the Planetary Council. It was agreed that one council member from each side would compete."

Sai worked hard to preside over the parliament, and all the members of parliament entered the virtual warehouse.

The opponent was the Nordic goddess Ingrid Ice, and the opponent was the ASEAN Golden Cicada.

"The market is open. Who will win, Jin Chan or Ingrid?" An American congressman took out his gambling equipment.

"Count me in. I'm betting on Ingrid. She's beautiful."

"I bet on Jin Chan. He has a big brain, so he looks smarter."

The people who originally wanted to watch the live broadcast felt a little disappointed when they saw that the two people set the room as a private room, and they all started to set up gambling games.

On the vast ocean, Ingrid Ace's long golden hair was flying, the wings behind her were vibrating, and she was holding a spear, pointing at the golden toad.

"Go ahead, I'm in a hurry."

"Then I am offended."

The golden toad put his hands together, and an eight-armed Shura rose behind him. He looked ferocious and covered in black flames. Not willing to be outdone, he sprayed a mouthful of black water at Ingrid.

"Pagan, the power of faith emanating from you makes me sick."

"Unlike the goddess, I do not have the means to integrate the power of faith into my body. I can only cultivate a Dharma image. Please appreciate it."

Ingrid snorted coldly, used her spear to disperse the black water, and stepped into the void to approach the golden toad.

The golden toad waved his Dharma arm, clenched his palm into a fist and punched out with black flames.

The wings flapped, and the speed created a sonic boom, which stirred up a wave in the sea. Ingrid bypassed the Dharma image and stabbed the golden toad with her spear.

A piece of gold foil appeared in front of the golden toad. This thin layer blocked Ingrid's spear, which made her frown. Then she changed her moves and rotated her wings like an electric drill, breaking the gold foil.

Jin Chan's expression remained unchanged. He took out a black gold bottle and released layers of black flames. Ingrid's spear was attached by the black flames, which burned towards Ingrid's hands.

"How many magical weapons have you cultivated with this Dharma image?"

"I am not very talented, I can only hold one in each hand."

Seeing Ingrid surging her divine power to extinguish the black flames, Jin Chan answered her with a smile, and then took out a mysterious tower of light.

Ingrid took a deep look at the other person. The Buddha was believed to be more popular than the Nordic gods, so she simply said, "Forget it. It's too troublesome. I won't fight anymore. You win."

"No, you are done now. Then why do you object?" Jin Chan looked at the other party in confusion and asked.

"Because I don't like that Zhenqing Xu and don't want him to become the chairman so easily." Ingrid said this very naturally.

"Master Xu Shi isn't bad, is he?" Jin Chan opened his mouth, having no idea this man still had the mentality of a child. "Humph, if he had told me the news of the ruins first instead of Katrina Hilton, I'd have considered him a good person."

Jin Chan was silent for a while. According to the other party's logic, he had to be careful not to offend this crazy woman one day.

The two stayed in the virtual space for a long time before exiting.

When those who bet on Ingrid to win saw the final outcome, their hearts were completely broken.

"It's a shady deal. It's totally shady."

"Little bald head, do you know how to behave like a gentleman?"

……

"Everyone, I have the honor to serve as the chairman of the Planetary Council. I hope you will cooperate with me." Xu Zhenqing walked into the main seat with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, sat down with a bold gesture, but he still spoke very modestly.

"I won't say much else. I have some thoughts I want to share. For example, you don't stand properly, you don't sit properly. Yes, I'm talking about you, the one with your legs crossed. I didn't see you sitting there, you're the only one with such low manners, disrespecting everyone like this, and yet you haven't apologized to anyone."

The black congressman was a little confused and suspected that the translator was broken. It seemed that most people were crossing their legs.

Xu Zhenqing's sword intent was so awe-inspiring that the black congressman felt a pang in his heart, his mind trembled unconsciously, and he felt a little powerless in his heart. He didn't expect the gap in strength to be so big.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, and I want to apologize to everyone."

Everyone was shocked that a congressman could let go of his dignity just by the sword intent. Some congressmen who were not as strong as the black congressman put down their crossed legs and sat upright like elementary school students.

The Lord of Biyou Palace looked at Xu Zhenqing in surprise. He didn't expect that the other party was so strong. He originally thought that the other party would try to win him over by using the Water of Life.

Then Fang Lin, the Lord of the Biyou Palace, said, "I agree with Chairman Xu's proposal. We can just hold an offline meeting once every five years and it will pass."

"Whoever disagrees will be killed." Catalina's ethereal voice made people feel cold.

"I have no objection." Jin Chan yawned.

"This is indeed a good thing." Vatican Hercules Gago nodded gently.

Ingrid snorted coldly but said nothing.

This group of ruthless people had no objections, and of course no one dared to say anything anymore. Those who were still watching began to sit up straight.

Alicia pulled out the robot camera and took a group photo of the council members.

After the meeting, the photo was posted online.

Global Times… The meeting was well-organized, which showed the high quality of the parliamentarians.

Washington Weekly…This was a democratic, enlightened, successful conference.

Dongda netizen: Councillor, why are you treating our elementary school students like this?
No matter how the world judges, time is passing by bit by bit, during which various conflicts broke out and the black congressman unfortunately died suddenly.

This shocked the world. The person who did it was not a human, but a deep-sea monster. The congressman dived into the seabed to commit suicide, and then lost contact and was presumed dead.

The reason we knew it was done by a deep-sea monster was because of the huge black shadow in the last frame of the picture transmitted back to the ground.

As the New Year approaches, this news has become the hot topic of the year, and everyone is guessing who will be the next congressman to die.

This made the members of parliament break down, and each country urged their members of parliament to hurry to the No. 9 ruins to obtain the Black God suit to prevent such a tragedy from happening again.

(End of this chapter)