Gate of Revelation Chapter 383: [Sun Wukong is gone]

Chapter 383 Sun Wukong is gone

The strength of a group or a force is generally two. Take a look ??

In the first case, this group suddenly emerged a group of outstanding talents, as if they were springing up. In the same period of time, a group of outstanding talents gathered. With these people as the backbone, these people have a clear division of labor and each other. Collaborate and grow your team. And generally speaking, the situation of such a group of talents will be used in various fields similar to the "golden generation." For example, during the Meiji Restoration in Japan, a large number of famous officials will be like a sow's cub. Gathered in the same era. And if you turn the time forward for decades, or push it backward for decades, you can't find a similar situation where such a large number of talents are concentrated.

This is what the so-called "golden generation" means.

In the second case, when a group or power suddenly becomes powerful, a particularly powerful, outstanding, and far-reaching peer can emerge from itself, which can easily crush most of the other generations of the same era.

The most typical example is Sun Wukong.

Don't get me wrong, not the one who can change the Saiyan, but keep the Tang monk to go to Xitian to learn the monkey.

Taking the four-person group in theory, the average team strength is simply second to third.

Along the way, it was difficult to get there. How many monsters were killed by Marshal Canopy and General Roller Blind? The biggest role of those two goods is to give Qi Tianda Sheng a human flesh background board.

If it wasn't for the monkeys who beat them all the way, Tang Seng would have cooked 800.

With Dasheng, a first-class expert in the team, other people can basically follow the paddling.

Of course, the same examples are Argentina and Maradona in the 86 World Cup. ?

"So, which type of sword, mountain, and fire?" Chen Xiaolian looked at Qiao Yifeng with calm eyes.

"The latter." Qiao Yifeng sighed, his tone seemed somewhat helpless.

"You mean your team is like a four-member group?" Then, Chen Xiaolian nodded: "It's not bad. It should be just four people." He smiled suddenly: "So , In your group of four, who is Sun Wukong and who is Pig Bajie? "

Qiao Yifeng sighed: "You are young. It ’s so poisonous to speak." He looked at Chen Xiaolian: "I'm just a waste man, naturally it won't be Sun Wukong."

"Well, who is your Sun Wukong? Or simply, since your team is in big trouble. So in other words, your Sun Wukong, something went wrong?"

"Yes."

Large hall, cold corridor.

The walls are icy metallic, hidden under the cold light. Makes the corridor full of an uninteresting cold taste.

Nicole put his hands in his pants pockets, whistled, and walked in.

At the end of the corridor is a small door.

The round door is like the Hobbit home, but of course it is not that small and the material is not wood.

Nicole walked over, took the badge out of his pocket, and swiped across the scanner next to the door. Soon the door would automatically separate and Nicole walked in. Want?

Inside the door. It's a big room.

It's like a basketball court, or a round arena.

In the middle is a wide flat ground with a long oval table on which seven people sit.

To be precise, it is seven projections.

The sitting position is very interesting. One of them, a man who looks about 40 or 50 years old, is sitting at one end of an oval long table, while the other 6 people. Sitting on the other side.

It looks like a court of justice!

Nicole's position is the surrounding grandstand, which is obviously much higher than the central round table. Just like the auditorium in the stadium.

Nicole took a look at the audience. There were already a lot of people in the audience.

She saw many familiar faces, many familiar friends and enemies.

Nicole sneered, looking for a corner, and sat in the corner of the highest floor of the stand closest to the door.

The field is already big. Hundreds of people sat again, and Nicole's door and seat were all in the corner, so not many people paid attention to Nicole's arrival.

Even if anyone sees Nicole, they don't care.

There are a lot of people in Zero City. Some people just like to change their appearance and even play deformation. There are all kinds of weirdoes in the major teams. So Nicole's arrival was not dazzling.

What's more, it is impossible for outsiders to mix in the conference hall of the Presbyterian Church!

Everyone believes in ZeroCity's system, even more than their glasses and ears.

When Nicole sat down, the following meeting seemed to have been going on for some time.

The atmosphere is not pleasant!

"So, do you have anything else to say? According to regulations, you have the right to file a complaint with the Patriarchs."

Six people on one of the elliptical long tables, with the second person in the left hand opening.

This is a woman in a black robe, just with a metal veneer on her face, her head turned up, she can't see the age, but just listening to the sound, it seems that there is a metallic feeling in her voice.

On the other side, the person sitting alone seems to be on the trial seat.

The man in his forties suddenly looked up.

There are several lines on his forehead, and the corners of his eyes are full of crow's feet. I have to say that if his appearance is thrown out, it is definitely the "handsome uncle" that makes little girls scream.

In the slender eyes, there seems to be a wise eye, the eyes are deep and calm.

Gently pursing the corner of his mouth, he opened his mouth, his voice was also gentle and sweet.

Between his eyebrows, he seemed to have a slight gas.

"Does it make sense to complain now?" His eyes glanced at the six people across, shaking his head slightly.

The first person on the right spoke.

This is an old man, thin and thin, but his voice is full.

"I know that you must not be willing to accept such a decision, but the rules are rules, and Zero City can stand to this day, it is based on the constraints of these rules. Each of us is bound by these rules, not just You swords and mountains, including everyone we are sitting on. "

"Yes!" Another elder also spoke, his voice was sharper and his tone indifferent: "You should be very clear that Daoshanhuohai has lost almost all its chips.

You have bottomed three times in Zero City's internal missions. No copy of Level A was completed in a continuous year. In addition, the score of Daoshan Huohai also fell to the lowest level in history.

The internal arena of the seven permanent teams, you have also been at the bottom for six consecutive periods!

Blue Ocean, I think it's time to give up! "

"So, what's wrong with your Monkey King?"

In another place, in another room, Chen Xiaolian looked at Qiao Yifeng and asked gently.

Qiao Yifeng's face became unsightly: "He is gone."

"He?"

"Our leader." Qiao Yifeng smiled bitterly: "If it is Sun Wukong of our team, then it is him!"

"The leader is gone? I don't understand."

"It's gone, it's gone! A few years ago, he suddenly disappeared, gone, gone, anyone knows where he went. We only know that before he left, he said he was looking for something Stuff. "

"Stuff? What is it?"

"He said he was going to find an umbrella."

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