Chapter 352

"This... is not good! We must contact the president!"

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, the man was about to contact the president when he heard an angry shout and Bemonstein's lament coming from the distance.

"Eat, eat, eat! You know how to eat, can you eat this? Do you want to become a plasma monster? What? You want me to hunt you? See how many plasma souls you can explode? You still dare to say something, you deserve a beating. Come on! I will let you know who is the boss today!”

The group of people looked in the direction where the sound came from. To be honest, if they weren't going to discuss business right away, they might have gone to see what was going on over there. These words also made their worries less. reduce.

It is human nature to join in the fun, and they are no exception to this.

Hmm...this voice sounds a bit familiar!

Isn’t that the voice of Christina Raghil?

Jian Te thought of Christina, who had made him suffer a lot some time ago. If it wasn't convenient for him to leave now, he would really like to see how she educated Bemonstein.

Chapter 359 Please mute your voice during the meeting

Gomora lay on the grass with his hands stretched forward and his hind legs straightened. Although Christina had not been to the rest area of ​​Leifsbell Fortress for a long time, the environment here had become better than before. Such an environment can make people feel peaceful.

A scream sounded, and Gomora thought the sound was familiar. He looked up and saw Bemonstein, who had been tied into a rice dumpling by Nova's tentacles, with only the bruised and swollen bird's head exposed outside the red tentacles.

Nova lowered his head. If Christina hadn't insisted on letting him send Bemonstein back, he wouldn't have wanted to fly in the air with this heavy and fat guy.

When Gomora saw Bemonstein's miserable look, he covered his mouth and laughed.

Jayton looked up at the sky in a daze, looked at Bemonstein who was thrown to the ground by Nova, and then looked at Gomora who was snickering, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Risa Nanase covered her mouth with both hands. She knew why Bemonstein was beaten like this. If an ordinary monster eats the Plasma Soul, its body will become super huge and become extremely ferocious. If Bemonstein That's what happens when you eat a plasma soul.

"You're out of luck! I knew you were sneaking out and doing bad things, so you were beaten by Tina! Do you know that if you eat the plasma soul, you will become a plasma monster?"

Bilanchi stood in front of Bemonstein with one hand on his hip, pointed at it and reprimanded: "Don't you know how much Tina loves you? Has Tina ever been angry with the usually naughty Tina? She wants to eat everything else!"

Bemonstein held his head, as if he would not listen to the bastard's chanting.

Bilanqi was so angry that she put on the brainwave controller on the table. If she didn't put on the brainwave controller, she was really worried that she would not be able to control the burst of brainwave energy and directly destroy Bemonstein's body. The stupid bird that doesn't know the blessings is shot away.

Spacious corridor, transparent glass allows you to see the outside scenery.

"President, will you not attend this meeting?"

Bart walked beside Christina, surprised that she didn't attend the meeting.

"With you here, I believe you can do a good job. In the past, when I was not at the rescue club, you were the ones making the decisions. Just keep everything as usual. It would be best if we can negotiate good cooperation. If we can't negotiate good cooperation, it's okay."

Christina's tone was full of trust in them. The rescue association has developed all the way to this day. Even though she still maintains a trace of vigilance in her heart, she has always adhered to the principle of employing people without doubting others.

"It's just that, President, you know that there are four Seven Star Swordsmen..."

Bart hesitated to speak.

"What you said makes sense. If we don't respond accordingly to this display of strength, wouldn't it mean that my rescue team is easy to bully?"

Christina thought for a while and then said: "Then let the old man and Giorgon, who are free to drink tea and watch the news, also participate in the meeting. Their strength is enough to suppress the Seven Star Sword."

As everyone knows, Bart means to let her attend the meeting, but Christina mistakenly thinks that he is worried that the galactic government has bad intentions in this action.

Bart's face twisted. He really didn't want the rescue association to show its power. After holding on for a long time, he didn't know how to persuade the president to attend the meeting. He could only nod helplessly and said:

"President, I will inform them immediately."

"Bart, you have to remember that our rescue team is here with good intentions. If they go too far, they may break up. The tens of thousands of combatants in Leifsbell Fortress are not just for free..."

No, President, do you want to attack the plasma galaxy?

Bart looked at Christina in shock and heard her continue.

"Even a team of three can assemble a team of 10,000 hunters. If cooperation cannot be negotiated, there is nothing wrong with obtaining the plasma soul through hunting and mining.

It doesn’t matter who you spend your money on. Wouldn’t it be better to spend it on your own people? "

It seems that I have overthought it. With the president’s mind, she must have put the peace of the universe first, so how could she do something like that, causing disaster?

I should be damned if I think so of the President!

Bart spurned himself in his heart.

Christina didn't know that Bart's mentality changed when she said a word. Seeing that he listened to her words so seriously, she patted his shoulder with satisfaction.

"I think they have almost arrived in the conference room. It's time for you to inform the old man and Giorgon. Remember my words, don't fall behind."

"Yes! President!"

Bart nodded seriously and disappeared in an instant.

Christina turned and walked to the window, looking at the scenery outside. Standing here, she could see the residential area in the distance that had been transformed into greenery and was full of life. In the surrounding forest hills, there lived some small animals introduced from other planets. They would not reproduce excessively and would not cause damage to the ecology.

Meeting room

After a few polite words, the delegation of the Galaxy Government and the delegation of the Rescue Association got down to business. After knowing the purpose of the Rescue Association coming to the Plasma Galaxy from another universe.

The seven directors looked at each other and saw the clearness in each other's eyes. They had long guessed why the Rescue Association came to the Plasma Galaxy. They had received an invitation not long ago, and the invitation contained words such as "negotiating business".

They guessed that the Rescue Association wanted to obtain the Plasma Soul through trading, after all, it was the energy needed for the development of civilization.

However, they did not want to let the Rescue Association get what they wanted so easily.

Although the Rescue Association did not have the currency of the Plasma Galaxy, it had supplies!

In a sense, materials are more valuable than virtual currency Kanai. Kanai is virtual currency, which can be seen but not touched, while materials can be seen and touched.

Not only that, the materials used by the rescue society for trading are almost all carefully selected hard currencies, which are very valuable.

The seven directors agree with the cooperation and transaction with the rescue society, but they want to gain greater benefits.

As the financial manager of the rescue society, Medeas cannot fail to see this, and naturally he will not give in.

Janet and Xikel were surprised at the ability of their wealthy compatriot, who was not at all inferior to the seven directors in the verbal confrontation. Another cosmic man with a huge one-eye and spikes all over his body even broke the language trap carefully constructed by the seven directors.

Just kidding, I don’t know how many people have been tricked into joining the dark army of the Anperla people. In terms of language traps, he is the ancestor of these people. Do these young people want to use such a simple language trap to trick them?

These are all left over from his play.

Looking at the people arguing, Giorgang almost dozed off. With this time, he would rather hunt plasma monsters or find someone to fight.

Of course, that person must not be the president.

Nordanxi crossed his arms. He was not interested in the game of interests. He felt like tens of thousands of flies were buzzing in his ears, but he couldn't leave in the middle of the game, so he could only listen.

Fugaku was scratching his head and couldn't do it anymore. He began to regret agreeing to the invitation to come to this fortress.

The Ampera star calmly drank tea, and his fingers tapped on the touch screen projected by the terminal.

If anyone else looked over, they would definitely find that the old man was bored and playing Monster Connect.

What is your majesty playing?

Giorgang noticed the actions of the Ampera star, looked over curiously, and saw his respected majesty playing Monster Connect, and his eyes widened.

It seems very interesting... Should I try it too?

Giorgan used his terminal to download Monster Connect.

"Ding Dong! Lord Giorgan, Monster Connect has been downloaded!"

The terminal made a crisp prompt sound, and suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Giorgan, even the Ampera star who was playing Monster Connect seriously looked over.

Giorgan opened his mouth and was embarrassed in front of everyone's eyes.

"Oh! So you also play Monster Connect! I'm a master of this game, why don't you let me teach you!"

Janet stood up and walked towards Giorgan in a familiar manner.

No matter how stupid Giorgan was, he knew that this person was trying to give him a way out. He smiled honestly and nodded, saying, "Then I'll leave it to you."

The two walked out arm in arm.

Damn, how could this guy seize this good opportunity?

Xi Keer clenched his fists. This good opportunity to relieve the embarrassment by leaving the meeting room was gone in a flash, which was really a pity.

As soon as Jante and Gior left the conference room, the others realized what was going on.

"Cunning guy."

Fugaku had long wanted to stay in the conference room. It was such a good opportunity, but he failed to grasp it.

The previous embarrassment was like an insignificant episode, which did not affect the negotiation between the seven directors and the people of Medeas and Antilu. They still refused to give in in terms of interests and tested each other's bottom line.

This meeting lasted for several hours.

"I really don't know why they are so talkative..."

Christina looked at the people who were still negotiating with boredom, touching the hair of Nanase Lisa who was resting on her legs, and on the other side was Jetton who was leaning on her shoulder and drowsy.

The words of the people in the conference room were no less than a hypnotic lullaby for her.

Gomora stood behind the sofa, combing Christina's fluffy golden wool curly hair with her little hands.

Hmm... Could Gomora be a female?

Besides, Christina couldn't figure out why Gomora was so interested in her hair.

Bemonstan curled up in the corner, his back lonely and desolate, as if he had suffered a great injustice, and the snow in June was not enough to alleviate his grievance.

Christina glanced at it and was too lazy to pay attention to it. He was stubborn and refused to admit that he had done something wrong, or he didn't hit her lightly!

"President... Tina..."

Biranki pushed Gomora away, sniffed the fragrance of Christina's hair, and hugged her neck with both hands.

"What's wrong?"

Christina asked without looking back.

"nothing……"

Bilanqi's cheeks bulged slightly.

"I think the meeting is almost over."

Christina looked at the silent conference room. She had almost tested the bottom line. If she continued, it would be a waste of time.

Chapter 360 Strong Christina

Research room

Baleru was chatting with the Baltan scientists. He learned that the Baltans in the rescue group came from multiple universes. Although their appearance was slightly different from his, he still felt very kind to him. This was only possible for people of the same race. Some feeling.

"Is it okay to have me here?"

Baleru looked at the sophisticated instruments in the research room. Judging from the precision of the instruments, this must be a very important place for the rescue meeting.

"Keep it in your heart. Mr. Brad has no objection to your visit to the research room. It proves that you are a trustworthy person and there is no need to worry."

The Baltan scientist let out the Baltan star's iconic demonic laughter, turned into pliers in his hands and patted Baleru's shoulders, and said sincerely:

"You are the only survivor of Baltan left in the plasma galaxy. Thank you so much."

Thinking about how difficult their life is and how desperate they are to be the only survivor in the entire universe, no matter how few Baltans there are in the universe, there are still some of their own kind.

"Baleru, maybe what I said is not appropriate. I believe you will not regret joining the rescue society. I think this is also what all the Baltans who join the rescue society want to say."

"The Rescue Society, is it really that good?"

Baleru was a little moved. He could feel that every word spoken by his fellow racer in front of him came from the sincerity and there was no falsehood at all.

"Since the destruction of the Baltan planet, the Rescue Club has been the second home for us and other Baltan survivors."

Scientist Baltan said sincerely.

"Time will tell."

Baleru did not believe it wholeheartedly because of the words of his compatriots.

In the past, time was no less than poison that was difficult to swallow for him, but now, time can prove everything, and can prove whether the rescue will be what the tribe said.

In the conference room, the seven directors shook hands with Medeas and the Antiru star respectively. The cooperation between the Galactic Government and the Rescue Society was negotiated on terms that were satisfactory to both parties.

Everyone left the meeting room feeling much more relaxed.

Nodanxi saw Yumei and Qu Katana talking about something on the lawn in the distance through the corridor glass.

"Are you in a hurry to leave?"