All Lords: My heroes all have their own special arms

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(As a new author, this book is a brainless and refreshing article. ♦♦  ♪♦Don’t focus on details, don’t focus on logic...)

"Lao Zhang, there are only a few days until the open beta of National Lords. I heard that this game was jointly promoted by the United Nations headed by the five good people. Look at the overwhelming number of GGs now. Let's play together then."

"Let's talk about it then. To play National Lords, buying the cheapest virtual helmet requires 10,000 Huaxia coins, not to mention the more luxurious virtual warehouse. The hard-working office workers are a bit reluctant to buy it."

"Hahahahahaha, why can't I give up? Yesterday I took out all my savings and booked a game warehouse with a price of 100,000. It can be delivered to my home in the evening. After a few days of testing, I will resign and work full-time in the future. Players, let’s go and dominate the world.”

"I really envy you, who can feed one person and the whole family is not hungry. Like me, there are seniors and juniors, and the most they can afford is a 10,000 yuan helmet, and they have to ask for permission when they get home!"

Zhu Zhao was a little confused listening to the conversations that came from time to time in his ears.

Lord of all people?

Virtual helmet?

Game warehouse?

Why does it feel so familiar? Where have you heard that?

Just when Zhu Zhao was thinking about riding sister, Zhang Long pushed Zhu Zhao's arm, pushing his messy thoughts back to reality.

"Brother Zhu, let's play together in the open beta of National Lords. Weren't you very good at playing games before? Take me with you!"

Just such a sentence made Zhu Zhao wake up instantly.

He looked around. This was the company where he worked five years ago. The laptop screen on the desk in front of him was displaying the plan he had made for the client.

At this moment, at this moment, this scene gradually restored Zhu Zhao's buried memory!

He remembered that this was a few days before the launch of the National Lords server, and it was also the biggest order he had received since starting work.

I have to finish the plan today, and I will go on a business trip with my boss tomorrow to win this project.

"Am I reborn? Back to a few days before the launch of the Lords of All People test?"

In order to confirm his suspicion, Zhu Zhao quickly took out his mobile phone that had been set to vibrate from his pocket and unlocked the screen, which showed August 29, 2123.

In other words, he was really reborn, and he was reborn a few days before the launch of the Lords of All People test.

If memory serves me correctly, the open beta of National Lords is September 1st, which means there are still 3 days left.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhao felt an unconcealable excitement in his heart.

I used to regret that I entered the National Lordship a few months late. I have been thinking, if I could do it all over again, I would choose Li Bai. No, it would be great if I could do it all over again.

Unexpectedly, it was finally my turn.

"It's finally my turn this time, right? Hahahaha!"

Before Zhu Zhao could continue YY, his colleague Zhang Long interrupted his fantasy.

"Brother Pig, are you suffering from hysteria again? The corners of your mouth are grinning to the sky. Do you want to be the God of War with a crooked mouth? I want to ask you something, the public beta of National Lords, will you take me to play with you?"

"Let's talk about it then, National Lords is different from other games."

As soon as Zhu Zhao finished speaking, another annoying voice came over.

"What are you playing for? You know how to fish at work every day. Have you completed this month's results? How much money do you make? What do you do for fun?"

After saying this, the annoying manager probably felt a little thirsty, so he unscrewed the thermos cup, took a sip of tea, took another sip, and continued to speak with some mockery.

"Even the cheapest virtual helmet costs 10,000 yuan to access the Lord's equipment. After excluding food, clothing, housing and transportation, how much money do you have left in a month? How many months do you have to save to afford it?"

Hearing these extremely sarcastic words, the colleagues around him also stopped talking and lowered their heads in shame. There was nothing they could do. People are poor and have short ambitions.

If it weren't for the pressure of life, who would be willing to suffer this anger here.

"You bitch, what did you say?"

Zhang Long stood up first and yelled back.

In fact, this job is dispensable for Zhang Long. After all, his family is considered to have a small amount of assets.

The manager glanced at Zhang Long with a sneer upon hearing this.

"What, am I right?"

"Fuck you..." Zhang Long wanted to continue scolding him, but was stopped by Zhu Zhao.

"A wild dog rushes to bite you. There is no need to think about biting it. In this case, you should beat it to death with a stick."

After saying that, Zhu Zhao began to look around for the guy who could take advantage of him.

I have long disliked this manager. He just relies on his connections to find something to do every day.

In the past, life was forced and I had no choice but to endure it and get over it.

Now the national lords are about to start. With your own foresight, are you still worried that you will not succeed?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, the more I think about it when I step back, the more I lose. Take this opportunity to deal with him to relieve the anger he has suffered in the past few years.

The colleagues around him also suppressed laughter when they heard this.

When the manager heard Zhu Zhao say this, he felt as if he had been greatly insulted. He walked up to Zhu Zhao angrily and stared at Zhu Zhao condescendingly.

"Who are you calling a dog? Say it again if you dare!"

Zhu Zhao was a little funny. He had never heard such a mean request in his life, but he actually liked to have others call him a wild dog.

Zhu Zhao grabbed the back of the office chair with one hand and stood up slowly.

A pair of deep, cold eyes stared at the manager, as if he was going to pick up the office chair in his hand and smash it.

The manager just reacted, and cold sweat ran down his back.

He saw a pair of vicissitudes, deep, cold, and murderous eyes.

Yes, it was a murderous look, as if he would really be killed by the man in front of him in the next moment.

This was what Zhu Zhao had trained in the last life in the Universal Lord for five years.

In five years, he killed countless monsters and thousands of people, if not ten thousand.

Don't forget that this game is a simulation and virtual, and there is no difference between it and the real world. What's more, this game is more than just a virtual game...

The manager instantly became scared and sat down on the chair next to him, not daring to look directly into Zhu Zhao's eyes.

At this moment, another somewhat cold voice came.

"Manager Wang, watch your mouth. If it happens again, no matter who is behind you, you will pack up and leave."

The person who spoke at this moment was called Meng Han.

She is one of the bosses of this company. The order that Zhu Zhao is currently working on was given by her.

She is dressed in a professional outfit, looks very beautiful, and has a somewhat cold temperament, which makes her look like a strong woman in the workplace.

Manager Wang looked at the person who came in the direction of the voice. His fat body sitting on the chair trembled a little, and his eyes were full of fear.

He couldn't afford to offend this woman. Although Manager Wang also had a backer in the company, if he really angered this woman in front of him, he would have to pack up and leave.

Meng Han didn't pay much attention to Manager Wang, but said to Zhu Zhao.

"Come with me to the office."

Manager Wang couldn't help muttering as he looked at the two people who walked into the office.

"Isn't it just that he is younger, taller, thinner, and more handsome than me? Bah, a pretty boy who can only rely on women."

In the office, Meng Han, sitting on the sofa, looked at Zhu Zhao with affection in his eyes.

"Have you finished the plan? You should follow me to meet the client tomorrow."

Zhu Zhao looked at Meng Han with a dazed look.

Ahem, she is indeed Aunt Meng. After five years, I saw Meng Han again and she was still as stunning as ever.

Although she was called Aunt, it was a joke. In fact, there was not much difference in age. One was born in 2099 and the other was born in 2101, but it felt like a century apart. That's why she often joked about calling her Aunt Meng.

Only Zhu Zhao dared to call her this.

Meng Han was his senior sister. Zhu Zhao accidentally saved Meng Han once during college. The plot was a bit clichéd, but it never got outdated.

Those who understand will understand after that...