Steel steam and flame

The man looked skinny, as if he had been malnourished since he was a child. His face also looked a little pale, and his bones were protruding. He kept lowering his head to look at his feet wearing brand-new shoes. An antique dagger hung on his waist, and his gray trousers were stained with dark brown stains, which looked like dried blood.

He stood up straight now. He had a good height despite being bent over, but this made him look even more thin. He picked up the black bag that was still nearby and carried it behind himself. It looked like a bag for a corpse, hand-woven with thick rope. It looks like a different kind of handcrafted delicateness, and one can intuitively appreciate the toughness and high strength of this bag, which is almost one and a half meters long. Just like how ordinary people feel when they see a steel cable rope, in their perception, it is definitely not something that can be broken by human power.

"Lopu, wait a little longer. If I hadn't pulled you down just now, you might be on those four limo cars now." Wogg said to the man named Lopu, "Now is not a good time. , that place has nothing to do with us. As long as the person in charge of the family headquarters arrives there, everything will be handled by that person in charge, and we can just stay here and watch the show. As long as we get there last, we can catch a ride back to the family headquarters. A car will do. It’s still far away from the headquarters, so it’s still a bit unrealistic for us to run back on our legs.”

"Dellin, you have to see clearly, this road will definitely be blocked for a period of time, and you won't be able to stop the car if you try to stop it on the road." Vog seemed to be the bridge-builder among the three. He was a big man, nearly two meters tall. He was only wearing a light gray long-sleeved shirt, which clung to his body and outlined the strong muscles bulging underneath. The neck is almost gone, and the muscles there have swelled out and are directly connected to his broad shoulders, and the whole piece is about to become a triangle.

Wogg had nothing on him, it seemed like he only had the clothes on him. Dellin on the billboard has at least one short silver pistol at her waist.

Dellin said impatiently that she understood, and Vog became much quieter below. Luopu leaned against the big tree again, folded his hands, and looked at his feet in a daze.

Within the extended field of view of the telescope, Dellin looked at the other end of the highway. There were indeed three limousines speeding toward them. One of the trucks looks like a truck transporting soldiers. From a distance, you can see the small dots represented by the soldiers sitting neatly on it.

As for the grove, there has been no other movement since it became quiet. Only the fluorescent sticks waving from time to time can be seen in the fog, as well as the eye-catching yellow uniforms of the maintenance team that express vigilance. It seemed that negotiations were still going on there, but Delin knew that there would be no result. No one wants to give up being a candidate for succession.

Of course it doesn't mean that this identity is so important. In the Webley family, during the thousand years they have been with the empire, there are many people who are not candidates for inheritance, but through future opportunities, they have become people who can exercise decision-making power in the family and company. This status just means that these people's current strength and talent are recognized by the family. And the main reason why people don’t want to give up may be the resource bias brought by status.

This is the most important. Webley has developed into a huge family to this day. In the whole family, there are many new children born every year. Leaving aside those who have been marked as servants since childhood, this would also be a huge number. The resources used by the family to cultivate will fluctuate within a large range every year, but no matter how it fluctuates, the total amount is limited.

How to rely on these limited resources to cultivate unlimited possibilities from the huge number of new generations every year is a difficult problem.

Up to now, each of the four forces has its own training plan. How to estimate a person's talent and value, and how to predict where a person may reach in the future. All have their own unique methods. It is certainly not absolutely accurate and useful, but to a large extent, judging from the records left in the history of various forces, this method is indeed feasible.

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When driving the car, Atohuan kept his hand on the valve to adjust it, instead of making a dull sound by knocking it. The limousine was speeding on the highway, and the air turned into a weighty object, hitting the windshield of the limousine with a "whooshing" sound.

Ye Jielin was sitting nearby, opening the side glass of the limo as it sped by. One of her elbows was placed on the window sill, resting on half of her face. Her eyes were as silent as a lake frozen in winter. The wind "coaxed" into the limo, and Ye Jielin's hair was whipping aimlessly in the car. The hair that had been cut before finally regained its length.

A Tuohuan would turn his head to look at Ye Jielin from time to time, holding back and saying nothing.

"Dong, dong, dong..." Ye Jielin held the microphone of the communication machine in her hand and tapped the surface with her slender fingers. There was already an obvious shallow pit there.

Not long ago, Ye Jielin, who was rushing to the grove, received an urgent notice from the family, a special notice for herself.

"From now on, stop all actions against the four ceremonial cars. And you must return to the family headquarters immediately. You are not allowed to leave until the final decision is made within the family." This is what is said in the microphone, that is A shrill female voice, full of schadenfreude. Ye Jielin was very familiar with this voice. It was her father's secretary-general, and he was also responsible for the family's various information announcements.

"What you did this time does not seem to satisfy the elders in the family. Although the family does not have clear regulations on the competition between you, it does not mean that there are no regulations in the family. In other words, Ye Jielin , you know the hidden rules, but you just acted like this deliberately this time." That voice made Ye Jielin feel very bad, "You thought you had tested the scope of the family's rules in the past two years. Yes, but in fact it’s just that the supervisors on the family side don’t want to play with you.”

There was laughter from the other side: "The Red Star is coming, and the useful people now will be the group of people who entered the extreme area. So sometimes, you have to believe in such things as luck. That's it, look forward to it soon. See you in the family."

"By the way, here at the family headquarters, the person in charge of connecting people who have returned from extreme areas has also rushed over. So please don't do anything extraordinary. You know his power. You have developed it in so many years. It’s definitely not easy to become a powerful force, so you’d better keep it, maybe there will be a chance for you in the future. Otherwise, when the family is really liquidated, even the members of the Webley clan, the regulatory agencies will never be lenient. You know, now the family What’s lacking is not quantity, only quality.”