HCB Chapter 267: Uprising
Chapter 267: Uprising
Shangjing City, the headquarters of the Night Watch.
In the heart of this bustling city, there is a hidden and solemn building, which is the core of the Night's Watch.
As night falls, the city lights gradually light up, and the lights at the Night Watch headquarters are even brighter, as if guarding the peace of the city.
In a huge, brightly lit conference room, the spacious space is illuminated by bright lights, and every corner is clearly visible.
The Night Watch badge hangs on the wall of the conference room, symbolizing their mission and responsibility.
The long conference table occupies the center of the room, and various documents and materials are placed on the table, appearing neat and orderly.
Each of them wore a dark red cloak and sat upright in their seats.
The members of the Night's Watch wore uniform dark red cloaks with gold patterns embroidered on the edges, making them look solemn and mysterious.
They sat upright, like statues, quietly in their seats, waiting for the meeting to begin.
Everyone had a serious expression on their face, and their eyes revealed determination and concentration, showing how much they valued this meeting.
serious!
The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn and serious. Everyone remained silent, with only the occasional sound of shuffling papers and light footsteps breaking the silence.
There was a tense and expectant atmosphere in the air, as if everyone was fully aware of the importance of this meeting and was waiting for key decisions and instructions.
"Commander Ye! Is there any latest news about the Great Xia God now?" A senior Night Watchman said at this time.
There was a hint of eagerness and expectation in his voice, and his eyes were fixed on Ye Fan, hoping to get some definite information from him.
His fingers tapped lightly on the table, showing his confusion.
“No news at the moment!
Ever since Yang Jian and Zhulong suddenly appeared briefly a year ago and then disappeared, there has been no news of any Great Xia gods since then! "
Ye Fan spoke, his voice calm and firm, but a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.
He frowned slightly, seeming confused and puzzled by the situation.
His fingers gently stroked the documents on the desk, as if he was thinking about something.
"how could be?
Didn’t the Great Xia god Yang Jian say that a hundred years of reincarnation had passed and the Great Xia gods had returned?
How come I didn't see any movement at all? "
A senior executive said, his voice filled with doubt and dissatisfaction. He leaned forward slightly, crossed his hands on the table,
His eyes revealed an eagerness and expectation, hoping that someone could explain this confusing phenomenon.
"Maybe they just don't want to contact us!" At this time, a senior executive sitting next to Ye Fan spoke, with a hint of contemplation and speculation in his voice.
He raised his head slightly, his eyes gleaming with wisdom, as if trying to understand the problem from another angle.
He tapped his fingers lightly on his chin, showing that he was thinking seriously.
"Zuo Qing, please elaborate on your ideas!" Ye Fan spoke, with a hint of encouragement and expectation in his voice.
He turned slightly and looked towards Zuo Qing, waiting for his further explanation.
His eyes revealed a kind of trust and respect, showing that he attached great importance to Zuo Qing's opinion.
At this time, the tall man named Zuo Qing spoke. His voice was low and powerful, with a majesty that could not be ignored.
He straightened his back slightly, his eyes gleaming with determination, as if he was fully confident in his own opinion.
“I think there are only two possibilities.
Either the Great Xia God is currently trapped in some matters and cannot get away.
Or they are deliberately putting us in a crisis situation!" His voice echoed in the conference room, every word clear and powerful.
Zuo Qing paused and continued, “Everyone might as well think about it.
If our Daxia had always been under the direct protection of the gods, would we still have Night Watchmen?
Are we going to have a five-digit ceiling again?"
There was a hint of questioning and reflection in his voice, as if he was guiding everyone to think deeply about this issue.
His eyes scanned everyone present, as if searching for their response.
Everyone seemed lost in thought. The conference room was completely silent, with only the occasional breathing and the slight shuffling of chairs.
Everyone was thinking carefully about Zuo Qing's words, trying to find some clues and answers from them.
"You mean, they intend to train us!" A senior executive spoke, with a hint of surprise and understanding in his voice.
There was a gleam in his eyes, as if Zuo Qing's words had touched upon some thoughts deep in his heart.
“I think it’s very similar, just like the old saying goes?
Children from poor families have to grow up early...!"
"Deputy Commander Left!
I feel like your proverb is a little... inappropriate here."
A senior executive almost spit out his speech, his mouth twitching.
He had an expression of trying not to laugh, and his eyes contained a hint of helplessness and amusement.
Obviously, he felt that although Zuo Qing's metaphor was vivid, it was indeed inappropriate to use it in such a serious occasion.
Zuo Qing shrugged lightly, his movements elegant and calm, as if he didn't care about this little teasing.
"That's about the same!" There was a hint of ease in his voice, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a gentle smile.
“Okay!
There is another important thing, that is, there have been more and more mysterious incidents throughout Daxia over the past year!
Each garrison team was a little exhausted and it was becoming increasingly difficult to cope.
And the special team is also unable to cope with it!
The establishment of a new special team is urgent! "
A senior executive quickly changed the subject, his voice carrying a hint of urgency and seriousness, his eyes revealing his concern about the current situation.
His fingers tapped lightly on the table, showing his anxiety and uneasiness.
"Indeed!" Zuo Qing nodded, a hint of recognition and thought flashing in his eyes.
"[Phoenix] team leader Xia Simeng calls every day to complain that we are exploiting our laborers.
Don't treat them as human beings.
She wants to rise up.
Are there any special breeds of kings, princes, generals, or ministers... He can replace them!"
There was a hint of helplessness and amusement in Zuo Qing's voice, as if he was both troubled and amused by Xia Simeng's complaints.
There was a hint of teasing in his eyes, as if he was imagining what Xia Simeng looked like when she said these words.
"Hahaha, Captain Xia is indeed the one who speaks these words!"
A burst of lighthearted laughter came from the conference room, and everyone laughed out loud at Zuo Qing's words.
There was a relaxed expression on their faces, with a hint of teasing and appreciation in their eyes, as if they felt both helpless and fond of Xia Simeng's frankness and boldness.
"But this does prove that things are urgent now!!!"
"A new special team must be established immediately!"