Game of Destiny: This player is different

As soon as I entered the main hall, I saw five bearded strong men yelling at the shrine maiden.

But one of them was speaking Chinese, and the other was speaking privately.

It was really irrelevant, and no one could understand what the other was saying.

When the low-level clergy saw the appearance of the chief priest, they trotted over as if they saw a savior.

They complained about the rudeness of the four barbarians of Chani.

Qin Nuo pieced together and roughly understood the reason.

After entering the shrine, the 704th Bureau was arranged to rest in the training center, which was normal.

For safety reasons, the accompanying personnel asked if they could search the surrounding buildings, which was also reasonable.

The social affairs office, the Kagura Hall, the worship hall, and the guest hall are all fine, but you want to search my main hall?

No, absolutely not.

Do you know who is enshrined in it? Meiji Mutsuhito.

The Meiji Restoration movement that often appears in history textbooks is a reform measure promulgated during his tenure.

The fact that Japan could move from a backward feudal country to industrialization, capitalization, imperialization, and militarization is inextricably linked to this man. As the spiritual totem of the Japanese people, he even built a huge shrine after his death for future generations to admire and worship. His high status is self-evident. But it is limited to Japan. Other countries don’t care whose tablet you put inside. There are many kinds of extraordinary means. The area you think is safe may have a truck of bread men hidden. The 704th Bureau insists on leadership safety as the primary principle and must eliminate all possible hidden dangers. The quibble is here. The five 704th Bureau operators have loud voices, but they have restrained themselves from bullying others with their abilities. If it were the American UIU, they would have emptied their magazines long ago and let these shrine maidens go to see Meiji Mutsuhito in advance. Asuka Kagura stepped forward to negotiate, and the other 4 men and 1 woman followed behind to support the scene. The words were quite polite.

After all, everyone was paid by the government, so it was impossible for them to turn over the table and fight like gangsters.

It was more like a literary fight, whoever was more reasonable would have the upper hand.

By the way, he would burst out some energy to let the other party know the difference in strength.

Qin Nuo did not get involved, but quietly retreated behind the crowd.

He accepted Curry Curry's friend request while pretending to watch the show.

This non-human player was very efficient. He had searched Zhicheng Hall, the Second Archery Field, and the Treasure Hall, and was currently rushing to the main hall.

Adding friends was not just to inform the progress, but Curry Curry found some clues in the grass of the North Pond.

The smell of blood stains left on a few blades of grass was very similar to what it smelled in the base of the underground organization.

There are more than 200 million olfactory cells in a cat's nose, and the sense of smell is 5-7 times more sensitive than that of humans.

This innate physiological advantage will continue even if it becomes a player, not to mention that Curry Curry is very good at tracking and searching.

"So there is a high possibility that there is a node in Meiji Jingu?" Qin Nuo typed back.

Curry Curry: "If the speculation direction is correct, it should be.

By the way, where are you?"

Qin Nuo: "I'm watching others quarreling in the main hall."

Curry Curry: "..."

The two players had a brief conversation and decided to meet in the main hall after exchanging information.

Qin Nuo closed the friend panel and found that the atmosphere on the scene was already full of gunpowder.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals.

The five bearded strong men couldn't argue, so they called their captain.

You send the head of the search section, don't blame our task force captain for coming out.

When Rhea Yang with a long ponytail appeared, the situation suddenly turned into a confrontation between 12 players.

All they needed was to set up a stage, put up speakers, and have a player version of the Huashan Sword Contest.

"Gon Gongsi, go over and say a few words, I feel like they are about to fight."

The shrine maiden Yoshikawa said in a low voice with concern.

I thought calling in the official operators would shock the Chinese side, but the two sides ended up arguing.

All living beings are like ants in front of the players. Even the genuine Quan Gongsi is useless. How can I, a fake, persuade them?

"Hey, come here." Qin Nuo casually called a little witch: "Go move some tables, chairs and benches. Everyone must be tired standing for so long."

"Oh." The little witch was about to take a step, and seemed to remember something: "Master Quan Gongsi, how many do you want to move?"

"Move as many as you can, and prepare some parasols, tea and snacks."

"My lord, I can't handle it alone."

"What are the guys standing there doing? Are they just hanging around? If not enough, call all the idle guys in the shrine." Qin Nuo frowned, slightly dissatisfied:

"You don't understand a little thing. The young comrades today don't have a solid foundation in their work.

Everyone submits a 5,000-word work summary tomorrow, and I will check them one by one."

"My lord, I'm sorry." Several official witches ran away.

Move the table, find a stool, make tea and boil water.

As the chief lackey of the powerful palace, the shrine maiden Yoshikawa commanded all the low-level gods on the scene.Staff members began to arrange the layout.

For a while, the main hall was busy and noisy.

The 12 players were at a loss.

"Kikuchi Gon Gongji, what are you doing?" Asuka Kagura frowned and asked.

The old man Qin Nuo pretended to be was named Kikuchi with a single character Gang, so his full name was Kikuchi Gang, so it was okay to call him Kikuchi Gon Gongji.

"Section Chief Asuka," he pretended to sigh:

"I called you here to help the distinguished guests calm down, but it ended up being tense.

If I had known this would happen, I would have given up my dignity and slapped them twice to let them vent their anger."

"You're going to hit the Chinese?" Asuka Kagura looked unhappy: "You are the chief priest of Meiji Jingu, how can you do such a degrading thing."

"For the sake of the shrine and Japan's international reputation, I won't cry out even if I'm beaten to death by the Chinese."

Qin Nuo clasped his fists and pointed to the sky, saying righteously: "Thinking of the Hiroshima and Nagasaki years ago Did we frown when eating two big duck eggs?

No!

He even sent his wife, daughter, and mother to the beds of American soldiers, worrying whether their windows were closed properly and whether they would catch a cold while playing.

I, Kikuchi Gang, remember this spirit of bearing humiliation and swallowing broken teeth in my heart.

He also engraved "living in humiliation" on his back, reminding himself not to forget to kneel down and be a man.

Only by learning to kneel first can you stand up with your chest held high one day in the future. "

Qin Nuo was about to unbutton his clothes and show Asuka Kagura his back tattoo.

The latter's eyes twitched wildly, wondering if this old guy had a brain twitch.

It was you who asked me to come and settle the trouble, but now you are blaming me.

If the time and place were not inappropriate, the section chief would like to twist off "Kikuchi Gang's" head and kick it like a ball.

The scene was in chaos. Some people were watching the show, some were at a loss, some were trying to dissuade others, and some were sobbing.

Qin Nuo made a fuss for a while,

After the witch Yoshikawa and others tried their best to stop him, he took advantage of the situation and walked away with a swipe of his sleeves.

He left everyone at the scene with a resolute back and endless speculation.

"This old man..."

Rhea Yang lit a cigarette and took two puffs.

The curling smoke lingered in her sight, and she looked at the gradually receding figure thoughtfully.

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"The play was well acted, I almost believed it."

In the main hall, Curry Curry squatted in front of a shrine and said lazily.

"It's just a disposable vest, improvisation."

Qin Nuo rubbed his palms and looked around the only building that had not been searched: "I have basically searched all the places I should look for, it should be here."