My Turret Has a Caliber of Three Thousand Meters

In the conference room, voting is being opened.

And Wang Jili, who was staying in a hotel somewhere in the city, had a dull expression on his face, posing with a big character, lying on the bed, his eyes glazed over and he didn't say a word.

These three days!

Who knows how he came here these three days!

He swore that he had never shredded potatoes so much in his life!

His fingers were cut off over and over again. From being unfamiliar at the beginning, he became more and more proficient. Even with his eyes closed, he could cut his fingers into thin and consistent pieces.

At the end.

Even an official couldn't help but praise him, the craftsmanship is really good, each slice is uniform in thickness, and with some soy sauce and wasabi, it's really a perfect sashimi.

Hundreds of resurrection props were used.

Die and live, live and cut your fingers, and then continue to die, die and continue to live, continue to cut your fingers.

He barely slept.

It spun for three days.

He didn't want to pay attention to the voting results at all at the moment, he just wanted to sleep.

Yet he dared not.

He is the main person in charge of this operation. If this mission fails, he should have no chance to use the resurrection item.

Think here!

He suddenly jumped up from the bed, staring closely at the content projected in the air by the tablet in front of him!

This meeting will be broadcast live on the news!

And here, you can see the real-time results of the voting!

Although almost the vast majority of people agreed to his suggestion, it is quite normal for this group of old foxes to change their minds temporarily!

On the surface, he agreed well, but when it was time to vote, he was put on the same list.

Listen to what politicians say.

It's hard to trust.

However, he has already made a lot of preparations. When some people start to temporarily change the ticket type, he will start these plans and tell the remaining people who have not voted that they should pay the price if they go back.

Think here.

He couldn't help but glance out the window.

And this scene fell into the eyes of X on the side.

X couldn't help laughing and looked at Wang Jili, who was sitting on the bed paralyzed, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes, and his head of hair like a chicken coop, who was physically and mentally exhausted, and said cheerfully: "What? Start planning your own escape. route?"

"Too."

"If the result of this vote is different from Mr. Jiang Cheng's expectations."

"Then, as the main person in charge of this event, you should really start thinking about your own escape route."

"But tell me, how can I escape Mr. Jiang Cheng's pursuit?"

"Although this federation is large, it seems that there is no way for you to escape."

"Can you escape this planet in three minutes?"

"If you can't...don't forget about Li Hao next to Mr. Jiang Cheng. He can accurately find your coordinates and open Scar Dog's portal."

"It's really hard to say whether it's my head that sticks out of the portal or Mr. Jiang Cheng's gun barrel."

"..."

Wang Jili's whole spirit was almost on the verge of collapse, he just raised his eyelids and glanced at x, opened and closed his mouth a few times, he really didn't have the energy to talk to x.

As x said.

With Li Hao's existence, it is impossible for him to escape.

If this operation fails, he can only pray that Mr. Jiang Cheng will show him some kindness.

As long as he admits his mistakes, maybe Mr. Jiang Cheng will save his life!

But at the same time, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

He is the main person in charge of this plan, and even the human players behind Mr. Jiang Cheng are under his command!

If the mission fails, he must bear the greatest responsibility!

But if the task is successfully completed, the greatest credit must be his!

With this credit!

When Mr. Jiang Cheng replaced the federal government and established his own political power, his official position has a lot of room for imagination!

At least much higher than x.

Risks and opportunities always coexist, and he knew this truth from an early age.

I just didn't expect that I would become a civil servant one day.

He had taken the civil servant exam but failed, thinking that he would never have the chance to be a civil servant in his life.

Unexpectedly, with this method, he would save the country with curves and have the opportunity to be a civil servant.

Now it seems that if you want to be a civil servant, you don't necessarily have to take the exam.

As long as a new regime is re-established, they will become civil servants.

There are always more ways than difficulties.

As long as you dare to think and do, you will always succeed.

And then—

Voting in the news screens has already begun.

Almost at the end of the collapse, Wang Jili, who was exhausted, stared at the live broadcast screen with a tense body, took out the walkie-talkie from his arms, and was ready to die at any time!

In order to satisfy Mr. Jiang Cheng with the result!

They did a lot of hand prep!

If there are too many people changing tickets temporarily, let the final result go in the opposite direction of their expectations!

He would let his subordinates carry bombs, pass through Scar Dog's illusory door, appear in the center of the venue, detonate the bombs to cause chaos, and forcibly interrupt the voting results.

Fortunately... everything seems to be going well.

As those people said, this matter will not have much impact on their interests, so they do not recommend voting against it.

half an hour later.

Voting is closed.

When a line of words appears on the screen.

A boulder hanging in Wang Jili's heart finally fell down, and then his eyes went dark, and he fell heavily on the bed unconsciously.

...

"The final result of the vote is to transform all this new galaxy into the original consciousness of the world, and use it to create the arena of all races and promote the development of the federation."

"call!"

Seeing this line of words, X's heart was relieved.

The task was successfully completed.

Wang Jili doesn't have to die.

Wang Jili is his only friend in Jiang Cheng's company. If Wang Jili is executed, he will not even have anyone in Jiang Cheng's company who can talk.

Just when he was about to celebrate this event with Wang Jili, he found that Wang Jili was lying unconscious on the bed, obviously in a deep sleep, and couldn't help but let out a long breath and said complicatedly.

"Go to sleep."

"I've worked hard for you these past few days. You didn't sleep for three days and died hundreds of times. This kind of mental torture is indeed not something ordinary people can bear."

"Have a good night's sleep."

...

Soon, 24 hours passed.

Chen Jiang has already received the news, and has already begun to discuss with the Federal Expeditionary Force excitedly about buying this batch of goods!

It is simply unrealistic for one power to buy the original consciousness of the world of millions of planets!

This money is simply not something that a single power can come up with!

But it's not important~www.readwn.com~ Let's talk first.

Anyway, this batch of goods must be swallowed by him.

Besides, it will take a long time to collect the original consciousness of the world over there. Even if millions of planets are gathered together densely, it is not an easy matter to deal with them all.

At this time, X, who had finished finishing work, returned to Wang Jili's house, and was about to take Wang Jili back to Qianxing City, but found that Wang Jili was still lying motionless on the bed in his original posture.

He couldn't help but sigh with admiration on his face.

"It's really hard work, I haven't woken up after sleeping for 24 hours."

"Uh... It's just that your body looks a little bit wrong."

X suddenly seemed to smell something, frowned, pinched his nose and slapped his face a few times.

"Where is the corpse smell coming from?"