Chapter 435: Night Talk

The dock is located between the first and second lines of defense, and the intensity of the battle is still within a controllable range.

Hundreds of mid-level wizards from various universities are already a very powerful magical force.

As long as the elite students of the academy can survive the first wave of Sirens' impact, they will be able to quickly control their own battle rhythm.

The intensity of the battle at the dock dropped rapidly after the baptism of fire, and the advantage of the sirens over humans was gradually brought to a balance.

Many students were injured and left the battlefield in the first wave of Siren attacks, but they had the support of logistical healing mages, so as long as they were not seriously injured, they could basically quickly join the battle again.

There is another very important reason, that is, the Black Scaled Tentacles are stuck in position, and the openings along the coast are relatively limited.

Most of the river area near the dock was controlled by the Black Scale Tentacles, which allowed the group of students time to react even after the unexpected panic.

“It’s really quite relaxing~”

A burly figure quickly descended from the sky in the night sky and landed next to the mushroom pavilion.

Wang Teng looked up and saw that another old acquaintance had come to join in the fun. He immediately started to tease, "Councilman Zhu Meng really looks like he is in the prime of his life. You can be seen fighting wherever you go."

As soon as Zhu Meng appeared, he thought of many things in an instant. Perhaps it was the Speaker's instruction, so he came to see what the situation was.

After all, all the elite students from various universities have gathered here with him today, including many members of aristocratic families. If something happens, it will be a big deal.

It can also be seen from the side that the front-line defense against the Sirens is no longer under much pressure. Zhu Meng even flew over here late at night, which means that there is some spare combat power.

"You are such a petty person, will that incident make you remember me for the rest of your life?"

"Are all my achievements fake in your eyes?"

Zhu Meng looked unhappy. After all, we are all members of the Forbidden City court. Why are you being as petty as a commoner?

It is true that he is still at the peak of his career as a mage, but he also wants to take a few steps forward!

After all, who doesn’t want to progress?

Failure is a very normal thing. No one can win every day. No one is a saint, and it is natural that we will make mistakes one day.

"You said that yourself. I didn't say anything." Wang Teng smiled and said indifferently.

Zhu Meng seemed not to have heard his words at all. He stood in the mushroom pavilion and looked at the academic elites who were fighting fiercely in front of him.

After watching for a while, he felt bored, and then his eyes fell on the huge figure on the surface of Qianjiang River. The aura of that figure was close to that of a sub-monarch, and he felt particularly strong!

This is not a demon, it is clearly a living money printing machine!

Zhu Meng's eyes were burning with anger. It seemed that his initial implementation of the city security clearing strategy was indeed a bit reckless now.

Especially compared with Wang Teng's methods, there is more than one level difference. This guy's brain is indeed more flexible.

Unfortunately, he came from the Thunder Element and had already developed a habit of acting overbearingly. He would purge all demons and monsters, and he liked to solve all problems with combat.

At first, he felt that there were not many demons that could hinder him, which also made him develop a relatively iron-blooded character.

However, the incident in Hangzhou gave him a vivid lesson from Luo Mian, who made him realize that even a strong person is sometimes just a strong grasshopper and can easily become a sharp knife in the hands of others.

After that incident, he would handle things carefully and seldom cooperate with others. He would rather follow behind the chief and the speaker. At least working with such people made him feel at ease.

Wang Teng leaned back against the stone platform, still crossing his legs, with his hands crossed in front of him, looking as if he ignored Zhu Meng's intentions.

He was just teasing the other person. If he really cared, he would have had a bad relationship with him or even attacked this guy.

Because of his intervention, he didn't suffer any major losses at the time, but he lost tens of millions of dollars in the reward.

He no longer cared about the small amount of money he lost. By the way, he wondered if Lingling got a share of it. It shouldn’t have all been taken away by Mo Fan, right?

How could the impact of the Hangzhou incident disappear so quickly? Zhu Meng was just talking nonsense to himself. If it got to the ears of the victims back then, do you think they would mind?

I guess he would want to kill him right away...

If you are wrong, you are wrong. If you have made achievements, they are achievements, but the merits and demerits do not offset each other. If a rational person thinks that they offset each other, that is just wishful thinking. You can ask the person involved for his or her opinion before making any decision.

Zhu Meng's words now actually reflect the same sentiment as those who founded the Magic Association. They think that their achievements can offset the mistakes they made in backstabbing the totem, but that is just self-consolation.

"Wang Teng, to be honest, sometimes I envy your life."

"Your rise was so fast, beyond almost everyone's expectations."

"There are even people who have helped you grow along the way. In the blink of an eye, you have reached your current state... Even I can't even dream of reaching that state."

"You have no intention of developing in the country, and you have no interest in competing with those stubborn families in the country."

"There are even many noble families who come to you and offer money, but you ignore them all."

“It’s possible to maintain a certain degree of freedom and detachment from the world!”

Zhu Meng carried Wang Teng on his back and looked at the endless battle in front of him. He felt something in his heart, and even his tone of voice was filled with envy.

After following people like the Speaker and the Chief for a long time, he gained a deeper understanding of the overall situation and his horizons gradually broadened.

Whether you win temporarily or not is not important at all; the key is the direction in which you are moving forward.

People in the world are confused by what they see. They are unwilling to let go of their prejudices, stick to their own opinions, and want to grasp and control everything in front of them. However, they often end up achieving nothing despite their wishes.

Because the current things are too insignificant, even if you catch them, what's the use? It's just a momentary satisfaction. Any great achievement is the result of time.

Unfortunately, it was too late for him to understand this truth. After accepting the investment from the Oriental family in his early years, he was blinded by the immediate benefits.

Influenced by the culture of the aristocratic family, his cognition tends to be passive and he tends to think in a more overbearing way.

A person's freedom does not depend on where he is or what kind of situation he is in, but on whether his mind is relaxed and peaceful and not disturbed by the outside world.

Cognition is an invisible cage that imprisons all those who accept it, and he imprisoned himself and still thought he was normal. Now looking back on the past, he finds how ridiculous he was.

"You have changed a lot..."

Wang Teng glanced at Zhu Meng as if he had sensed something. The other person seemed to have let go of his parliamentarian attitude and looked more relaxed.

Being able to clearly recognize himself is a quite remarkable change, which is enough to make him look at him with a higher regard.

Power brings status, but it can also hold people back. Those who cannot control it can only become puppets of power and live their lives wearing the mask of power.

This is what is called being unworthy of one's position.

Anyone who truly controls power must treat it as nothing. He or she can take it and throw it away at will, and will not be burdened by external things.

This is the true charm of a strong person, and every move he makes exudes a free and easy attitude.

Of course, there are also special people, such as Hua Junshou, who have strong strength but are willing to take the initiative to shoulder the responsibility and move forward. This is the pillar of the country's stable progress! It is admirable and respectable!