Dong Dong Dong... Rapid footsteps sounded in the room. The door was suddenly pushed open. A group of male and female Yin spirits who looked extraordinary in straight suits were already standing at the door.
They were panting rapidly, their hair a little messy.
This is a very finely decorated room, round. The floor is marble, and the light can be seen. In all directions are bookcases built against the wall, filled with files. On the top of the head is a very religious mural. It is death and human beings, roaming on the vast rice fields.
Soft furnishings and lamps are all luxurious styles of ancient Europe. On the solid wood square table in the middle, Borofis pushed the gold wire glasses, put down the quill in his hand, raised his head and said lightly: "The International Energy Organization of the Underworld, the World Trade Organization of the Underworld... Everyone is a member of the United Underworld. You are not respectful enough for me, the secretary general."
He rubbed his eyes and said calmly: "Even if I am a janitor, sitting in this position, I think you should respect it accordingly. Otherwise..."
"The second-generation forbidden technique startup module has appeared."
Borofis stopped abruptly and looked at each other in amazement. Face full of disbelief.
"I'm not joking! Let me state in advance that we have great respect for you! If it wasn't for an emergency, we would never have been so rude!" A female ghost with wavy hair stepped forward, put her hands on the table, and stared straight at the Borofis' eyes and voice were trembling slightly: "Just half an hour ago, King Qin Yan of China ended the press conference. The complete Zhu Rong plan was disclosed."
"What is it?" Borofis said hoarsely with an extremely bad premonition in his heart.
"Nuclear power—you can understand that." A voice came from behind the woman, who immediately moved away. On the passage leading to the room, a dozen men and women came over.
Some of them wore white Arabian robes, some wore suits, some wore kimonos... The shapes were different, and they were not outstanding. But as soon as Borofis saw them, he gasped and stood up immediately: "Why are you here?"
A Japanese woman, looking in her thirties, with a kimono that is more luxurious than Izanami. Lightly covered his mouth and smiled: "Five million Yin jade."
? Borofis raised his eyebrows, not knowing what to do.
The woman was slightly blessed, and said softly: "Five million Yinyu, ask a Yama-level Death God to make a move to build a fixed-point teleportation array to Nara. It's a little more expensive, but it's worth it."
"I just didn't expect that everyone is here too." The woman combed her hair and nodded leisurely towards the other ten men and women.
"The Japanese Tianping Holy Treasure Consortium, one of the world's fifteen largest consortiums, has arrived. How dare we not." A handsome white Yin spirit said with a smile, looking at the other Yin spirits: "It's just that I didn't Think of it, apart from our Andison consortium, there are actually Holy Roman, Empire, Lansen, Intis... 11 of the 15 consortiums have come, and the other four are coming soon, right?"
All the ghosts smiled and said nothing.
"What are you doing?" Borofis only felt his temples jumping around. It's not the family of the consortium who came here, but they are all important people who often appear in the world's financial sector!
This important thing is not about status, but about... They are in the headquarters of the consortium, and they are direct descendants! In the most important family of the consortium, it is extremely important!
Why are they coming
Thinking of the news from the Underworld trade organization GTO and the Underworld International Energy Organization, he felt that his temples were about to explode!
When has such a small room received so many famous people
"There's something. Of course there's something." A man in a white Arabic robe stood in front of the table, leaned down, and looked directly into Borofis' eyes.
He waved his hand, and the door behind him closed gently. Then he lowered his voice and said word by word: "We hope... to immediately cancel the referendum on the forbidden art directorship of the Chinese underworld."
The corners of Borofis' eyes are jumping!
"This is the parliamentary agenda, and it cannot be changed." He patted the table with a restless hand, imposingly. However, at the moment of just shooting, he immediately lowered his head in astonishment.
Under his finger, there was an extra piece of paper at some point.
A piece of extremely finely printed paper, like a bank card in the sun. It has the shape of a golden lion's head drawn on it. This is the symbol of the Abbasid Consortium!
The Arab man pushed the card forward, his eyes not allowing Borofis to dodge, and he said word by word, "This schedule depends on San Chang."
"If they don't mention the referendum, there will be no referendum. And I think they have no face to mention the referendum now." His voice was like a demon, and he pushed the card down into Borofis' hands: "If you lose, you have to admit it, he If you don't mention it, I hope you, Secretary-General, don't hold on to it."
He leaned forward and pressed it against Borofis' ear, and said softly, "This card is worth 30 million Yin Jade. It can be cashed at any bank of the Abbas Consortium. I hope you feel our sincerity. "
Borofis gasped, his lips were dry.
Are you here... Sure enough... In the face of this opportunity, the first move is the consortium, and the second move is the major national laboratories, private laboratories... I am afraid that within a few days, these people will rush here like crazy !
In short, the Chinese delegation will not be able to leave in a short time.
"What are you going to do?"
"It's very simple." The Arab man straightened up and smiled: "Soon, various countries will submit proposals to add to the list. I hope you can approve. We will join the delegation of some countries in an official capacity. Visit this conference."
"that's all?"
"That's about it."
silence.
After a long time, Borofis nodded solemnly: "I promise you."
"Sanchang shouldn't mention the referendum. Maybe, but it's not their own. They can't afford to lose face - if what happened just now is true. Then, the only thing left is to make sure that the Zhurong plan and the ban will not spread. The treaty won't go against it. If you wish to visit, I don't mind."
When I retracted my hand, the card on the table had disappeared.
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The bluestone floor is filled with tables and chairs, behind which are huge sculptures. As the door slammed shut. The candles all around are lit at the same time, filling the temple with a sense of solemnity.
Izanami sat quietly in her seat, and at this moment, she felt much older.
Victory is decided.
While the vote has not yet been held, the results speak for themselves. They sit here only to hear the final verdict.
So far, she feels like she is living in a dream. In the past seven days, even she felt that she had seen hope. The fruits of victory are close at hand. The Huaguo Difu hardly made any effective resistance.
But since the meeting began, it has also become the beginning of a nightmare.
The two gods of death from the New World entered the World Conference, killed more than a dozen arbitrators, and smashed the Tianshou Pavilion. Forcing the meeting to be reconvened, in just one day, the Huaguo Underworld turned its hands into clouds and turned into rain, a set of nuclear power theory, and all the arrangements of Sanchang.
The losers were supposed to be quietly licking/licking their wounds in the corners, but... they're now being dragged out and whipped! And finish the meeting process! We must also see the return to the throne of China's underworld.
"Heh..." She stared at the ceiling dully, not even in the mood to listen to what Borofis said on the main stage.
Of course, there are many others like her, such as the Russian underworld, the nameless god of death,
Wuchang's door opened in front of him, and before he could be ecstatic, it quietly closed.
He was like a clown, having fun at the door for less than three hours.
The other underworlds remained silent. In this strange atmosphere, Borofis has already said: "Then, next, please sign the Treaty on the Non-Proliferation of Forbidden Techniques. The time limit is... 100 years."
"All the information, the gods of death have already done justice. Please make a final confirmation."
"Wait a minute." At this moment, a death god stood up, his expression was not excited at all, but he said with great resistance: "Before... San Chang had an issue..."
The Nameless God of Death gave a wry smile.
Not reconciled
This is not reconciled... Sanchang is still holding on to the hope of possible success. But they also know that this hope is too slim. So, let a loyal dog be the first bird. But the look on the other side already said it all.
He did, but he resisted.
How many underworlds are there in the so-called Utopia Alliance
Borofis pushed up the gold-wire glasses, looked at the god of death, and smiled meaningfully: "Does that mean... the referendum on the right to re-discuss the supervisory power of the Chinese underworld?"
The god of death didn't even want to say a word, and nodded with a gloomy expression.
The location of his underworld is sandwiched between Greece and Egypt and India, and there is no room for rejection at all. But he knew better that if he said these words at this time, he would never be able to board the big ship of China.
Borofis nodded and looked at everyone with awe: "Then, now, complete the referendum on the supervisory authority of the Huaguo Underworld."
"In a minute, vote. Move slowly, move more is ineffective."
He didn't even want to say a few more words. Rules are too lazy to repeat.
Since San Chang was so unwilling, he insisted on seeing the final result. So... give them that honor.
One minute.
Very short and quiet.
Not even a single underworld whispered, not a single Death God hesitated.
All the gods of death are in the chest.
Qin Ye did the same.
In this minute, his eyes swept across the faces of the gods of death. Aware of his gaze, all the gods of death nodded slightly and smiled.
How many gods of death, who were still standing in the position of San Chang yesterday, turning a blind eye to his eyes.
How many gods of death, there was no vote yesterday, and he was afraid to accept his expectations.
Now, he is like the sun, when the sunflower shines, the flower turns its head in delight. How ironic
"Now, the voting begins." Borofis' voice brought his thoughts back: "The underworld that does not agree to reconsider the power of the Chinese underworld to ban the supervisor, please raise your hand."
Brush brush! As soon as the words fell, almost everyone in the audience raised their hands!
no... not almost...
A dozen or so newly appointed arbitrators stood in the corner and kept counting the votes, almost thinking they were wrong. After a few minutes, he turned to the main stage and bowed: "Thirty-four votes."
"Unanimously. Your lord."
"According to international law, the supervisory authority of Huaguo Banshu shall remain unchanged. The proposal shall be voided."
Hypnos looked at Anubis in amazement, Yama, and the other party also looked over. In the air, it was as if swords were fighting.
traitor! traitor! traitor! !
The eyes of the three supreme gods of death were gushing these words. But it didn't hinder them in the slightest, they raised their hands in the air straighter, for fear that others would not see that.
Looking at the final result, this proposal was jointly proposed by the three permanent members. So... at that time, you made this proposal just to cleanse yourself? !
Fortunately... this king also thinks the same as you...