HCB Chapter 480 Your sister may not think so...
Chapter 480 Your sister may not think so...
"But if we keep being delayed like this, won't we be in a passive position?"
Cassius was very worried.
"President, how about we scare them? Use illusion to create the illusion that the demons have surrounded the city of Keser, and let them go to the island on their own initiative?"
Miss withdrew his thoughts and returned to the present.
"That won't do. It will cause a riot. There are so many people in Keser City right now. If there is a riot, it will easily lead to a large-scale stampede."
By then, people will be crowding and stepping on each other, and it will be no different from a real demon invasion.
Cassius sighed, "Alas, the president has considered everything. Someone like me is really not suitable to be a king."
Miss smiled, raised his arm, and punched the little yellow-haired boy on the top of his head.
"Don't say such things. You are only a few years old. It's great that you can do what you have now. You haven't brought shame to Cross at all."
"President, please stop comforting me. You are not much older than me."
Miss looked down and said softly, "That's hard to say..."
Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye it was afternoon.
Mis looked at the sun and murmured, "It's about time."
Cassius asked, "What time?"
Miss stretched and coughed twice. "Although I don't know what the enemy is thinking, I can't let them delay me forever."
Cassius' eyes lit up and he became excited, "President, so you have already thought of a solution?"
Miss chuckled and jumped off the Rezevit Castle.
He deliberately released some magic power, causing his figure to flicker in the air, attracting a lot of people's attention.
Afterwards, Miss stopped in mid-air and announced something in a magical voice.
"Sorry everyone, I forgot to mention before that Rezewitt City will only stay in the refuge city for one day at most."
"If there are still people who haven't landed on the island when night falls, we can only wish for the best, after all, there are more people waiting for us."
"There are only four hours left before we leave for the next refuge city. Everyone line up in an orderly manner to board the island."
"According to the order, anyone who fails to make a decision to go to the island within ten seconds will be deemed to have voluntarily given up the opportunity to go to the island."
"That's all, good luck to everyone."
After saying that, Miss disappeared and returned to Cassius again.
After hearing these new rules, the little yellow-haired boy frowned.
"President, isn't this too cruel? Four hours, and each person has ten seconds to think. After dark, some people will definitely lose the chance to land on the island."
Mis gave a wicked smile and said, "Don't worry, the situation you described will not happen."
Cassius looked confused, "Huh?"
When the little yellow-haired boy came to Baron Mista and Dean Weisman again, he discovered that the efficiency of people landing on the island had increased by more than two times.
Even more efficient than before the rumor spread.
Although everyone has ten seconds to think, no one uses the so-called "consideration time".
They all landed on the island without hesitation.
After all, in this situation, if someone really hesitates, he will definitely be urged by the people behind him.
If you miss ten seconds, it will be too late to regret.
Those who have already made up their minds to land on the island will not hesitate at all.
Those who were originally hesitant no longer have the opportunity to hesitate.
Even those who spread the rumors began to rush to line up and did not hesitate at all when landing on the island.
When the first person who spread the rumor landed on the island in the sky, the people behind him went wild.
"No, didn't that guy just say that the hero is a demon king and wants to harm us?"
"He was not vague at all. He was faster than anyone else in queuing and more resolute than anyone else when going to the island."
"Damn it, are those really just rumors?"
Soon, the so-called "rumor" was refuted.
The progress was so smooth that Cassius and others were full of energy.
Weisman, Reginald and Baron Mista opened a total of six ladders to the island.
Finally, before nightfall, the mission in Kser City was successfully completed.
After returning to the World Tree, Cassius excitedly found Miss.
When he entered the room, he found that Weissman was already discussing something with Mis.
Cassius closed the door gently and walked forward without interrupting their conversation.
"We have gathered a number of craftsmen and magicians from the people of Kser City who are willing to help. The production of props should be able to catch up with the final battle."
After hearing what Weissman said, Mis felt a little embarrassed.
"Dean, I'm sorry to push all these things onto you and Victor."
Weissman showed some displeasure in his eyes. He sorted out the materials at hand and prepared to leave.
"Mister Mis, if you say that, I, an old man, will be angry. Don't you want my name, Weissman, to appear in the history records?"
His joke made Miss shake his head helplessly, "Okay, okay, it's my fault."
"Okay, I'll get busy." Weissman turned his anger into a smile.
As he turned around, he couldn't help but sigh and muttered to himself: "Alas, but it seems that there are not many packages collected this time."
"As the number of props increases, more packages are needed."
“It would be nice if there was a package that was big enough to hold all the props.”
When Miss heard these words, he immediately stopped him.
"Dean, there really are props like that."
Weissman was stunned for a moment, "What?"
Mis said, "I gave the blueprint of the package to Victor. Please ask him to make one as soon as possible, specifically for storing props."
Weissman had a strange expression on his face. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it turns out that the student of Mr. Black Mordinger, the prop master, is so capable."
Miss smiled and said, "Victor insisted on having me as his teacher. I refused, but he does have great talent."
Weissman pointed at Miss, "I'm talking about you, Mr. Merdinger's student. Isn't that what you told me at the time?"
Miss was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the lie he had told in Mag Town.
At that time, he used the identity of Black Mordinger's student to trick Weissman into giving him a VIP card of the Hard Chamber of Commerce.
"Ah... I'm sorry, Dean..."
Weismann smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I was just teasing you, no need to apologize, I'm leaving now."
After the old dean left, Cassius couldn't help but sigh, "What a nice old gentleman."
Mis nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, in Norn City, he took good care of me, even though I was just an ordinary loser..."
Cassius exclaimed: "It's great that Shana can study under such a great magician, and also meet a classmate like the president. I envy her. I also want to meet the president earlier."
Miss was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed, "Uh...your sister...may not think so..."