False Court

Chapter 297 City of Dragon Prayer

Chapter 147 Support

In just over ten minutes, the steaming beef stew was served.

Su Mo picked up his chopsticks and began to eat, planning to log into the game after finishing his meal and pilot his mecha to grind monsters.

Although he didn't intend to pilot the Salamander mecha, gene evolution was still essential.

At this moment, Su Mo overheard a group of people at the next table drinking and cursing.

"Have you guys heard?"

"How could we not? Those guys are getting way too arrogant."

"Do you think the Tianlong Guild might really not be able to hold on?"

"Sigh, it's hard to say. If it was a one-on-one fight, we wouldn't be afraid of them. But the Free Victory Guild is too cunning and doesn't play fair. They drag in dozens of allies and gang up on us. We don't have any strong allies on our side, so things look grim."

"We can't just back down like cowards."

"Cowards, my ass. I heard the fighting is still fierce. But it's a pity, our level of players can't even get close to that area, so we don't know what's going on inside."

"Yeah."

Su Mo, hearing this, picked up his phone and started browsing the forum.

Actually, he had heard about this the last time he was eating out, but he hadn't paid much attention to it.

Now, if he hadn't looked, it would have been fine, but now he was shocked.

The Tianlong Guild in the largest military city, both land, sea and air, Qilong City (Praying Dragon City) left behind in Long Country, was facing twenty-three guilds, including the Free Victory Guild, the Tianzhao Guild, and the Gao Li Guild.

Both sides had invested tens of millions of troops to fight for Qilong City for more than half a year (game time), and they were constantly increasing their forces. It could be said that it was a fight to the death.

It was said that they had been throwing strategic nuclear weapons at each other like crazy.

According to the latest intelligence brought back by fearless casual players who risked sneaking in, the Tianlong Guild was being suppressed and was in a very unfavorable position.

Originally, this wouldn't have been a big deal, but on the foreign version of the forum, a group of brain-dead foreign players were gloating, sarcastically mocking, and spouting all kinds of nasty words.

It was simply unbearable.

This immediately angered the players on this side, and the two groups started a flame war on the forum.

Su Mo shook his head. Although it was said that one shouldn't fear god-like opponents, but only pig-like teammates.

But there was another saying: no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you're still afraid of a gang fight.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Su Mo's phone rang. Sun Duoxiang was calling.

"Hello?"

"Big brother."

Sun Duoxiang called out in a low voice.

"What trouble did you get into this time?"

"No, big brother, how would I dare to cause trouble..."

Sun Duoxiang said, on the verge of tears.

"Alright, just tell me what's going on."

"Oh dear! Elder brother, give me an idea! The Wushen Guild has been requisitioned by the Tianlong Guild and is preparing to go to Julong City (Giant Dragon City) to assist in the battle. I've been dragged along too. I'm done for this time."

"You're going to assist in the battle? That's just cannon fodder! That's the main battlefield, basically a meat grinder."

Su Mo was also very surprised.

"Yeah, it's obviously just to be cannon fodder, but there's no way around it. The Tianlong Guild is really struggling to the extreme. That's not right, elder brother, your Daybreak Group is also on the requisition list. Haven't you received a notice?"

"No, I just found out about this."

Su Mo was a little surprised.

"That's not important. What's important is, elder brother, what should I do?"

Sun Duoxiang was already losing it.

"Basically, you can't refuse this kind of group requisition. You can only join the battle first, then try to slack off and see if you can get by. If we get requisitioned too, I'll find a way to support you. If things really go south, just run away and come find me."

Su Mo didn't have a better solution.

"Alright, I'll listen to you."

Sun Duoxiang replied with a stiff head.

Afterwards, Su Mo hung up the phone and opened WeChat to check the group chat.

Everyone was discussing the Haifeng Island matter, and no one mentioned being requisitioned.

So Su Mo thought about it and sent a message to Lin Zinuo.

"Let me ask you something! Hasn't the Daybreak Guild been requisitioned? Why isn't our legion reacting?"

"It's none of our business. The First Legion and the Second Legion went to support. The higher-ups didn't even notify us. They obviously don't want Sister Xue to participate and earn merit. Sister Xue doesn't really want to go either, so they just let it go."

Lin Zinuo quickly replied to Su Mo's message.

"I understand."

Su Mo replied to Lin Zinuo with a message.

Then, Su Mo was about to get up and leave when his phone vibrated. Lin Zinuo sent another new message.

"Su Mo, can you teach me how to pilot a mecha? I want to learn too, so we can fight side by side in the future."

"Um, actually, my skills aren't very good."

Su Mo looked at the message, feeling a headache. He thought about it and edited a text message in reply.

"Please, do you think I'd believe that nonsense? Even the elites of the Free Victory Guild were defeated by you. Just say you don't want to teach me."

Lin Zinuo's reply popped up in three seconds, with a few angry emoticons included.

Su Mo looked at the text message, feeling like he had swallowed a bitter melon, unable to express his suffering.

"I'm telling the truth, my skills really aren't good."

"Tch, I can't be bothered with you. I was just asking casually. If you don't want to teach me, I don't care. I'll go learn from someone else."

"......"

Su Mo touched his forehead, wearing a helpless expression. He was trying to figure out how to explain when suddenly a strange phone number called in. Su Mo answered it.

On the other side, Lin Zinuo looked at the silent WeChat, feeling very disappointed in her heart.

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The elevator at the top of the Tenth Building of Daybreak Group opened, and Su Mo walked out.

"Hello, Su Mo!"

"Good afternoon."

The colleagues along the way greeted Su Mo respectfully.

Su Mo nodded slightly in response.

Before long, Su Mo arrived at the office door, which was tightly closed.

Su Mo knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Qian Chengxue's voice rang out from inside the office.

Su Mo pushed the door open and entered, and was immediately greeted by Xiao Wen and Chen Shan.

"Haha, Brother Su Mo, we meet again."

Chen Shan laughed heartily and stepped forward to give Su Mo a hug.

Su Mo nodded, a little puzzled, and asked, "Why are you guys here?"

"We've run into a bit of trouble."

Chen Shan didn't beat around the bush with Su Mo.

"Oh? What trouble?"

Su Mo asked directly. He had been wondering why Qian Chengxue had suddenly called him personally.

Xiao Wen solemnly explained, "It's like this, our legion is fighting the Free Victory Guild near Qilong City, and the situation is very unfavorable. We urgently need to escort a batch of important supplies to the front line, and we also need strategic support. That's why we thought of asking Qian Chengxue for help, and we also want to ask you to fight."

"Mm, I understand. Legion Commander Xiao, you're too kind. I have no problem, I'm duty-bound."