Who doesn�t want his position to be more stable, so who doesn�t want to develop for himself if there are resources at the same level or a higher level of resource relationship?

"How is it, how is it, how do you feel?"

As soon as the two guards came up to meet him, they immediately asked with concern.

"Thanks to the two guards. After the VIP's treatment, we do feel much better now. Although the toxin cannot be eradicated, we do feel some improvement in cultivation, but not much."

"Now we can only wait until the VIP is almost recovered and give us comprehensive treatment. Then we may be able to recover as before, or even become stronger."

The two guards nodded upon seeing this. Basically, it was in line with their expectations.

"Hey, it's a pity that our luck is a little bit worse. The VIP seems to be used to fighting alone. He doesn't know the unspoken rules of some big forces, and he actually killed the twenty-five people first. The treatment is over, hey, isn�t this a waste of resources?� One guard couldn�t help complaining.

"Yes, it would be great if we were saved first. This is the business." Another guard also agreed.

Their words were one of their sincere words. Of course, they also reflected how much they wanted to have a good relationship with these twenty-five people.

"Hey, there's nothing we can do." When the two guards said this, the twenty-five people felt a little depressed and regretful.

It is true that in terms of strength, they are of course the highest priority. However, the VIPs gave the best opportunities to those relatively inferior people. They were somewhat dissatisfied and dissatisfied.

But at this time, the other twenty-five people didn't have any thoughts to care about this anymore. They were very busy now and were busy communicating with other people.

To be precise, it is a complaint.

You must know that apart from these fifty selected people, many more people actually have no chance to receive treatment. Therefore, it is they who have the greatest complaints and grievances.

However, compared to the fifty selected people, they do not have the qualifications and courage to complain directly, but this does not mean that they cannot.

Especially, when the first twenty-five people came back to complain.

"You don't have to envy us. We were just lucky enough to be chosen by the distinguished guests. If we follow the famous store's own rules, don't worry, we will never get to do this."

"Yeah, we really all rely on luck."

"Hey, no one cares about us little shrimps. Who are we? When there is a war, we are cannon fodder. When there is no war, we are relatively inferior people. We are ordered here and there."

"No one cares about the fate of little people like us."

"The rules of power, the rules of the world, there are too many dark sides, it's not interesting."

When these twenty-five people were complaining, many people's inner complaints were further aroused. They were very depressed when they watched others have a chance to survive but they didn't.

The flame burned so fiercely in my heart that anyone could detonate it completely and instantly with just a little bit!

Obviously, the twenty-five people who came back in the first group were the ultimate explosives to detonate these things.

If the two guards had found out earlier, if the two guards had been a little more thoughtful and had been here to comfort them, the ending might not have been so bad.

But it is a pity that these two people missed one opportunity and then missed the second opportunity. Although the crowd seemed to be very calm at the moment, in fact, their hearts were already on the verge of exploding...

"Yeah, we are all fucking working for Zhuang. We are also working hard. Why do we have to treat us in this way when we are injured in the end?"

"Logically speaking, as long as it's a little bit fair, all the people who were injured in the war should be randomly selected, and whoever is lucky will go. In this way, at least we can all think about it."

"That's right, if you're lucky, you'll be there. Everyone is willing to gamble and admit defeat, but who can stand the fucking internal rules?"

"That's right, when it comes to war, I haven't seen people with high cultivation levels charge first. It's not us who have low cultivation levels who charge first." JrNovels.com