At the teahouse.
After the loud voice ended, Zhong Li already knew that he was the representative of the Dragon Country.
It only took Zhong Li three seconds to calm down.
Because in the continuous acting, his temperament was also the same as the Rock God. He was not shocked by anything.
Moreover, his acting degree had already reached 40%, and he had already obtained a portion of the Rock God's power.
He really didn't take this mysterious existence to heart.
Zhong Li continued to sit there, sipping his tea.
At this moment, due to the appearance of this grand voice, the people in the teahouse no longer had their leisurely attitude from before.
One by one, they hurriedly turned on their phones.
Sure enough, on their phones, these people saw the live broadcast of this national fate game.
In an instant, some of these people were excited, some of them were ashen, and some of them had already paid and gone home.
The storyteller was a young man called Wei Shu. After such a big incident,
Wei Shu naturally couldn't call it a book.
After the audience left, he hurriedly packed up.
After packing up, she was about to go home.
Wei Shu realized that there was still one person who had not left.
He walked over and said,"Zhong Li, why aren't you leaving yet?" Such a big thing has happened, how can you still sit here and drink tea!”
He had a good impression of Zhong Li, a fan of the ancient style. He would come to the teahouse to listen to books every few days and would sit for an entire afternoon. He was good-tempered and never caused trouble.
The teahouse naturally welcomed such guests.
Therefore, when he left, Wei Shu could not help but remind him.
"No worries!"
"Even if the mountain collapses in front of us, this fragrant tea in my hand should not be wasted.”
"Little Brother Wei, you go first. After drinking this cup of tea, it's time for me to leave.”
Zhong Li looked into the distance. His tall body was like a pine and cypress. He sat where he was and slowly sipped his tea.
Seeing Zhong Li like this, Wei Shu didn't know what was going on. He felt as if he had seen a tall mountain. This guest named Zhong Li always gave him an inexplicable sense of security.
For some reason, he said,"Then, Mr. Zhong Li, would you like to listen to me for a while longer?”
Zhong Li stretched out his hand and smiled.”
Wei Shu returned to the stage, cleared his throat, and continued to narrate the plot that he had left empty.
Zhong Li listened to the book and drank his tea, waiting for the final moment.
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On the official website of the National Games, countless people had already seen the information of their own players.
However, there were only a few descriptions and no specific photos.
At this time, some mainstream media outlets had already started to release videos of their own players.
There were a lot of comments below.
"Who is this Zhong Li? Hurry up and come out! The country will help you!"
"That's right! Believe in the country. When you see this news, quickly stand up! After all, you're representing all of the Dragon Country now.”
"Sigh, this national fate game is too ridiculous. It actually uses a random mode.”
"Why can we only choose one contestant? There are so many people in our Dragon Country."
"No matter what, we should still support our own players! I hope he can bring glory to the country!"
"I only hope that our representative can be a special forces soldier. If we randomly pick an ordinary person, we're done for!”
“...”
Zhong Li naturally couldn't see the news of these people.
Because he was listening to the storytelling seriously.
He didn't bring his phone with him.
In the blink of an eye, 29 minutes had passed. There were only tens of seconds left before the National Fate was activated.
At this moment, the person in charge of the mysterious department was already drenched in sweat. After such a long time, he still could not find his own contestant. The pressure from above was already making him unable to withstand it.
However, according to their analysis, their contestant should be in this teahouse.
There were still dozens of seconds left. Now, they only needed to rush in and throw some military equipment to their own players. Even if the mission was completed, they could explain to the people above.
Thirty seconds later, the people from the mysterious department rushed into the teahouse.
While Wei Shu was in shock, he threw a large pile of military equipment into the teahouse and shouted,
" That's Zhong Li!"
"He, he is…"
Seeing this sudden scene, Wei Shu stammered.
Zhong Li stood up and looked at the sky. His black eyes were shining with golden light!
"Little Brother Wei, thank you for your last hospitality. It's time for me to leave.”
At this moment, that grand voice appeared again!
The National Fate Battlefield was about to begin!
"Swoosh!"
After this voice, Wei Shu only heard a swoosh. The guest named Zhong Li disappeared from his sight after a golden light.
"Yes... It's him?"
Wei Shu looked at Zhong Li's seat in a daze.
After Zhong Li disappeared, a pile of military equipment fell to the ground.
The faces of the people from the mysterious department were already ashen.
At the same time, this scene was happening all over the world.
In the live broadcast rooms,
The National Fate Battlefield had been refreshed, along with their representatives.
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