He was slightly stunned. The moment he was stared at by Mucheng's eyes and asked this question, Fangran was wondering if the other party, who had such a sense of intuition, had already guessed something, so he smiled and asked again.

"Sister Chengzi, do you have one too?"

The quietness and seriousness just now seemed like an illusion. The next second, Mucheng folded his hands on the table and continued to lie lazily, looking away and muttering.

"I won't tell you."

Hey... Could it be that you said those words before and your life was peaceful as a result...

When Fangran couldn't help but think this way, he saw Mucheng looking at the people who were discussing on the other side, his eyes recovered and he recalled in a daze:

"The eldest young master was already there when I joined the night bureau. Apart from the magician, the alchemist, and Sister Sushu, he was the first member to join voluntarily. Although I have always been curious about his character that he likes to be free and does not want to be bound.

Do this."

"Speaking of it, the eldest young master is always the one who cares most about all the things in the bureau, but I always thought it was because he was too bored..."

Hearing Mu Cheng, the only senior member of the children's group, say such things, Qing Ning, who picked up a donut but had not yet moved her mouth, also thought about the things about the eldest young master since she joined the night game.

Fang Ran, who had only met the eldest young master for a few days, was surprised when he heard such things. The eldest young master had left an indelible impression on him as a rich young prodigal son from the first meeting.

What kind of unknown past did he have that led him to become a member of the Night Bureau, followed by Emma, ​​who was just like a real person?

"The same goes for the national war. I came back early this time..."

Listening to Qing Ning's voice that she was unwilling to admit, Mu Cheng, who was lying on the table, lazily closed his eyes and almost fell asleep.

"Yes~ He's obviously a playboy who travels around the world with his own mechanical girl~"

"Sister Chengzi, you should reflect on this, and so should you, Jota."

"Yes...I'm sorry..."

"すみませんんん~~"

Seeing Jota, Mucheng, and Fangran, who admitted their mistakes obediently and showed no remorse under Qing Ning's harsh criticism, Mu Cheng and Fangran complained speechlessly:

"So is the national war... How should I put it, such a responsible approach is really out of proportion to his pure and unique painting style."

Hearing him express everyone's thoughts, Mucheng opened his eyes droopingly, glanced at the cup in front of him quietly, then closed it safely and yawned lazily.

"Well, it's probably the same as why he joined the Night Bureau, it's because of Sister Yesheng..."

Sister Yesheng...?

It was a rare opportunity to talk about this with colleagues in the night bureau. When Fangran heard Mucheng say this, he was stunned. At the same time, Jotta added in a low voice while holding a milk glass.

"After all...Sister Ye Sheng is so kind...she helped me a lot when I first woke up..."

"My mother's illness was also slowly improved after Sister Yesheng found out about it and gave me treatment medicine."

Gou Yu, who had been sitting next to Fang Ran and listening quietly to everyone's chat, also put down his teacup and spoke softly and calmly.

"In fact, although things like national war are a means of resolving hidden disputes on the surface, they are not very important to most participants who join a force just to find people of the same kind."

"During the last national war, I didn't feel any belief in winning or fighting spirit from my opponent. It was more of a business matter that would end at the end of the mission and then give up."

Speaking of this, Qing Ning took a small bite of the donut on her hand and glanced over there quietly to make sure she wouldn't be heard. At this age, she was a little embarrassed to speak but she still whispered:

"So everyone wants to win the national war just because Sister Yesheng wants to win. Although their reasons are different, everyone wants to do something for Sister Yesheng,"

"Young Master, he probably thinks so too..."

Listening to these words, Fangran was in a trance. At the same time, he remembered a lot from the memory of the night when the Maserati exploded in the fire and Ye Sheng hugged him to avoid the reverse flow attack. Although he had never thought about it since then.

Knowing that everyone in the bureau is extremely important to Yesheng, Yesheng is also indispensable to everyone.

But this connection seems to be deeper than he imagined.

This...maybe should be called a 'bond'...

For some reason, this word came to Fangran's mind, as if something lit up in his heart.

"So what was the situation like in our previous national wars?"

Shaking his head slightly to get rid of the inexplicable feeling just now, Fangran asked this question, and then saw Qing Ning biting the donut.

"I have only participated once and lost the last time."

Um...didn't you just say that the other party has no fighting spirit or belief...

"Then the national war before...?"

Wei Wei was speechless and ashamed for a second, then Fangran asked in a tentative tone to Mucheng who was lying on the side, and then saw Mucheng silently put on the hat of Xiaomi's cloak.

"We lost last time too."

Fang Ran: "..."

Speaking of which, I seem to have indeed heard from Sister Su that the night game is considered a relatively weak force...

"Then before..."

"The world's forces have become more stable since the night war, and the established national war will be held only once every four years. Our current night game was established almost ten years ago, and we have only experienced two national wars before this time.

."

Hearing that Fang Ran seemed to want to ask about the earlier national war, Gou Yu, who had already known the relevant knowledge, answered him this time.

"What are the rules of the national war? Why did we all lose? I feel that everyone in the game is not weak..."

Hearing that he had lost twice in total, Fangran slapped his forehead and asked speechlessly.

"Um...Fangran, compared to the strength of everyone in the bureau, the main reason for our night bureau is that there are relatively few people, so..."

"There are fewer people?"

Watching Jota weakly explain the root cause to himself, Fangran blinked in confusion, and then Mucheng, who still participated in both times, looked at him lazily with salty eyes and said:

"Well~ there is no other way. After all, in addition to the three level battles in which three members of each level with basic combat power C level or above are required to fight in the national war, there is also a group battle that requires the force to be large enough to fight ten B level members.

, although everyone in the B level in our game is very good, but because there are not that many people, we still lost the game directly."

"It's just because we don't have enough people. We obviously won both the C-level and B-level battles last time, but the other party just bullied us for the short time it took to establish the night game..."

When Qing Ning mentioned this, she snorted dissatisfiedly. Fangran looked at her angry look and frowned slightly and said:

"A-level, B-level, and C-level three people will fight in each level. Including team battles, there will be a total of four games. So if we win twice, shouldn't we at least draw?"

"No, the rule of the national war is that if the victory is the same, the side that wins the A-level battle will win. After all, top combat power is the key to judging whether a force is strong or not."

"Even though Sister Ye Sheng's ability as a cultivator is very comprehensive and strong, the inheritance time is still short after all. Facing an A-level opponent with at least ten years of experience, it will be difficult to win, let alone two A-level opponents.

Level, oh, by the way, although the national war rules require three people per level, A-level battles are generally not satisfactory."

Listening blankly to Mucheng lying on the table and saying this in a dry-mouthed tone, the memories in his mind suddenly turned around, and the memories of the past came flooding back.

-'You can't kill that monster'-

-'But if you can't do it at all, those are just mirror images, and you are just dying in vain!'-

-'That's my business. I must get the reward for this scene and use my own efforts to prove to everyone...'-

-'I am enough to hold the weight of this spiritual abyss!'-

...

In the hunting scene, the words of Ye Sheng and him arguing in the disaster city emerged, and finally they turned to the sunny ward not long ago. Yesheng looked at herself and smiled softly, with the wind ruffling a few strands of her hair.

-'No matter how hard you work, I want to win the next national war.'-

"Is this...like..."

In the end, Fangran, whose thoughts were drifting away, said in a daze, and was interrupted by the arguing between Hua Ling and Su Qun on the other side.

"Huh? What's wrong with Sister Hualing?"

Qing Ning also noticed the strange voice asking over there. After listening quietly for a while, Gou Yu reluctantly guessed from the few words that could only be heard and said something uncertain:

"It seems that Sister Hualing is opposed to Brother Suqun appearing as a participant in the war...?"

"Really... Well~ This is normal. After all, Su Qun was so seriously injured because of Hua Ling last time. It is inevitable that she would blame herself and worry..."

Mu Cheng, who was obviously wearing a small cloak and looking like a deadbeat, lay on the table and said in the tone of someone who had experienced many vicissitudes of life:

"But if there are more alchemy this time to increase the A-level combat power, even if no one appears in the C-level battle, we still have the possibility of winning..."

"Well...Sister Su Xus seems to be calling us over..."

Yota, who was huddled in the chair, noticed Su Xing waving to them to come over. Although they were particularly surprised that something was going on, several people got up one after another and went over there to find a place to get ready.

Then when they all looked at Yesheng, they heard her raise her dark pupils and speak calmly:

"Although it is a bit abrupt, I have decided to give up this national war."

The moment the words fell, all the night bureau members' expressions that had been relaxed a second ago suddenly stopped. They were surprised why she suddenly said such words, and they were all stunned and silent as they digested the fact.

But at the same moment when she finished speaking, there were people who couldn't bear it and couldn't help but ask why.

Fang Shu made the smile fade from his face and looked at her with a slight frown. He was silent for a moment before slowly asking:

"Why?"

The eldest young master on the other side also raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and then regained his composure and spoke seriously:
To be continued...