"The fire support team is led by Fang Xiaoling.
The strategic planning group is headed by Li Mengling.
The risk prevention and control team is headed by Li Mengli.
The intelligence collection team is headed by Li Xiaoyu.
The logistics support team is headed by Wang Chenyu.
After the meeting, the leaders of each group should do their best to expand the members of the group and effectively assume the group responsibilities. They must make each group a sharp tool for cutting the tower before Fang Xiaoling graduates from the pagoda school.
After I refine the specific responsibilities of each group, I will ask Wang Chenyu to send the document to everyone.
While Fang Xiaoling is in school, everyone must focus on their own scope of responsibilities, strive to improve their personal abilities, and strive to contribute to the squad in the future counterattack! "
After finishing speaking, everyone looked at each other and applauded tacitly.
Logistics support team... Wang Chenyu couldn't help but recall that when he was in Bingso Continent, the meeting of the demon clan was much larger than the meeting of the small team.
Roland opened the liquor, moistened his throat as if drinking mineral water, and continued: "Okay, let's move on to the next topic. Fang Xiaoling will convey the information obtained in the realm of [Purple Rhyme]."
"Uh..." Fang Xiaoling sat up straight. Although the words were all in her stomach, Roland had just set the tone of the meeting. If she talked about it casually, it would seem a bit informal.
But if she were asked to use Roland's regular language, she couldn't speak it.
"Ahem, this matter is very serious." Fang Xiaoling finally said the first sentence. She frowned and thought hard. She didn't know how to make what she wanted to say more formal, so she simply gave up and said, "I'm sorry. Sister, I didn’t prepare in advance, can you explain it in vernacular?”
Roland put the bottle down, raised his eyes and said, "Of course, the meeting is just for everyone to discuss more efficiently. You can say whatever you want. There is no need to stick to formalities."
"Huh - that's good." Fang Xiaoling's hanging heart finally dropped. She was about to tell the story when Li Xiaoyu came in from the back door with the cat in his arms. Several blood stains were clearly visible on his neck.
At the same time, Xiaolan also ran downstairs and complained: "When will we have dinner? I'm going to starve to death!"
Seeing Li Xiaoyu come in from the back door, she continued to ask: "Aunt Xiaoyu, do you want to eat cat tonight?"
"Of course not!" Li Xiaoyu shouted, "The cat is so cute, how could you kid have such an idea?!"
"I'm so hungry! Give me anything, I want to eat!!" Xiaolan was so anxious that she had already made an appointment with Brother Chenyu to get a copy of the game tonight.
As a result, everyone was waiting for him as the commander-in-chief, and the meeting was not finished after so long, so it had to be interrupted quickly!
Roland's face was already shrouded in shadow, and she said in a deep voice, "Do you all think you have nine lives?"
There was silence in the coffee shop. Xiaolan clenched her fists tightly, thinking of everyone in her mind - everyone in the game.
She thought to herself: The portal to the last dungeon is right in front of her. Everyone is placing their hope on Xiaolan. I will bring Brother Chenyu back to the game world no matter what!
But when she looked at Roland, most of her confidence in the last second was instantly reduced.
"Okay, then I'll endure it a little longer." Xiaolan turned around and walked a few steps up the stairs, then lost her footing and fell down the stairs, hitting the back of her head hard on the counter.
She originally wanted to pretend to fall, but it seems that the body in the real world is not as easy to control as the game world...
Meow!
The cat was frightened and jumped onto the conference table. Its claws slipped and it flopped around on the table for a while. Then it jumped up, stepped on Wang Chenyu's shoulders, jumped down, and got under the sofa in the booth not far behind him.
Wang Chenyu looked at the messy meeting minutes in front of him, which were almost scratched by cat claws. He pinched the carbon pen in his hand and said, "Let's eat cat meat tonight..."
Roland came to Xiaolan in an instant, picked her up nervously, and shouted: "Xiaoling! Save her quickly!"
Fang Xiaoling immediately rushed over and placed her palm on Xiaolan's head, and her palm glowed with light blue light.
The wound on the back of Xiaolan's head healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this, Roland finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a sudden anger arose in his heart. He turned around and shouted: "Wang Chenyu! Change to an elevator!!"
Wang Chenyu was bending down to grab the cat under the sofa. The sound made him shiver in fright. He was not in the mood to compete with the cat, so he immediately ran to the stairs and snapped his fingers.
Li Mengling looked at the elevator, shook her head and said, "This elevator is too technological and doesn't match the decoration style of our cafe at all."
"I know! I was too nervous just now." Wang Chenyu snapped his fingers again, and the mirror-like elevator instantly turned into mahogany material again, "Don't worry, just do it a few more times."
The elevator kept changing, and Li Xiaoyu marveled at it.
Li Mengli, however, was sitting at the original position without raising her head, folding paper airplanes in her hands boredly, "I think it doesn't matter what happens, we don't have customers anyway."
"You all, please be quiet!" Roland turned around and shouted, gently shaking Xiaolan's body, "Wake up quickly, please don't fall asleep, Xiaolan?"
Xiaolan closed her eyes and didn't want to open them - she was feeling very excited now, even her hunger had disappeared, and she just wanted to run a few hundred meters immediately.
But she was determined to take Wang Chenyu away, and she would not open her eyes until she thought of a good way.
"It's strange, the effects of [White Lotus Root] are always immediate, right?" Fang Xiaoling tilted her head in self-doubt, and poured a large amount of [White Lotus Root] liquid into Xiaolan's head.
Xiaolan felt a cold feeling in her head, but her mind seemed to be much more active. She suddenly thought of a good idea and her eyes widened.
Seeing her open her eyes, Roland immediately asked: "Xiaolan? Are you okay? How do you feel?"
"Auntie, who are you? Where is my father?" Xiaolan blinked blankly.
Roland was stunned for a moment, and a strong sense of guilt surged into her heart, making tears well up in her eyes. "Xiaolan, you said...what?"
"Auntie, don't touch me!" Xiaolan immediately broke away, ran over and hugged Wang Chenyu's thigh, "Dad! Dad, please take me home quickly?"
"Xiaolan! What's wrong with you?" Roland stood up and walked over nervously, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Xiaolan immediately hid behind Wang Chenyu and shouted: "Don't come over! I'm scared!"
Then there was a piercing scream.
Roland stopped immediately. She looked at Fang Xiaoling at a loss and asked, "What's going on?"
"This...I don't know..." Fang Xiaoling looked at her palm in surprise, "I did treat her with [White Lotus Root]?"
