When consciousness returned to the body, Weilun could not come back to his senses. Instead, he was kicked out by someone else in his sea of ​​consciousness. It was really embarrassing to say such things.

He cursed several times in his heart, and Veron threw this matter behind his mind in a blink of an eye. Everything that happened today was so inexplicable. With everything in front of him, this little thing would be fine.

But two days later, Veron realized something was wrong. Not only himself, but also the guards who accompanied him also discovered this: Lord Prophet, has changed!

Subconsciously put the cigarette rolls sandwiched by the index finger and middle finger to the edge of his mouth and took a deep breath. Veren looked straight ahead, and the pupils in his eye sockets were dissipated and there was no sign of excitement.

"Master Prophet?Master Prophet?"

Osar's voice came from the horizon, and Viren, who was wandering in the soul, glanced at him blankly and asked casually: "What's wrong?"

"Master Prophet!"

Osal, who was sitting on a chair not far away, had a flash of dissatisfaction in his eyes, and then lowered his head and said again: "What do you think about my proposal?"

"Proposal? What proposal?"

Villen's reaction made Osar feel a little uncomfortable, and he said with dissatisfaction: "About the candidate for Mayor Shatas, City of Holy Light!"

After reminding the other party, Villen remembered the purpose of the meeting today. After more than ten years, the main building of the city of Saints in the Holy Light was finally completed. After all, it was the first city that the Delaneys had truly established after they came to this planet. There is no need to question its importance and mission.

"So Osar, who are you recommending?"

Despite his dissatisfaction, it was obvious that Villen did not hear what he said at all. Osar could only bear this tone and calm down before answering: "Shatas, the city of Holy Light, is the crystallization of our Delaney people's hard work and countless time and energy to build. Its establishment embodies the hard work of our Delaney people, and its existence is a proof of our Delaney people's strength again!"

"Precisely because the city of light is so important, after much thought, I decided to recommend myself and personally serve as the mayor of Shatas!"

"Do you want to be the mayor of Shatas?" Without thinking, Viren vetoed directly: "No!"

Osar, who had never expected to be rejected, looked stunned and blurted out, "Why?"

"Why are there so many whys?" Villen waved his hand and said casually: "No, it's not possible. You can't be the mayor of Shattas!"

Osar was anxious. At the beginning of the establishment of Shatas, he had secretly decided to keep the city firmly in his hands as the base camp and base for future development. Now when he heard Viren directly reject it, he would never give up without a convincing reason!

"Mr. Prophet, as a member of the five-member Bishops' Council, I have the right to know why this is?"

Looking at Osar with anger and indignation in his eyes, he realized that he would never bow his head and Viren was helpless when he didn't explain clearly today. After thinking a little in his heart, he spoke: "Osar, you are also an old comrade who followed me from Argus. As one of the members of the Bishop's Council, your character is praised and your ability is not doubted. We Delaneys can gradually develop and strengthen in an orderly manner, and your contribution is obvious to all."

"But Osar, you must understand that we Delaney people are born with a long lifespan, and the stability of society and harmony among the people are the advantages we are proud of. But at the same time, because we old comrades have always occupied a high position, this will make the new generation never have a future. Over time, our society will gradually fall into rigidity and perish silently."

Osar's body was chilling. It was clearly the day of summer, but he felt like he was in the cold winter month, and what was colder than his body was his heart that was in panic.

What was Viren going to do? He noticed my ambition? No, it was impossible. I never exposed a trace of my thoughts. He could not have known it!

Then what does he want to do? He killed the donkey? He overthrew me and forced me to leave?

Osar's mind had never been as crazy as it is today. He kept figuring out what Veron said, and his whole heart was even more upset, and he was a little confused for a moment.

"I also thought carefully a few days ago and decided to hand over the position of mayor to the new generation. After all, they are the future of us Delaney people, and this happens to be a training opportunity! Comrade Osar, I hope you can understand my painstaking efforts and never have any other ideas."

I understand your face! What the hell is this answer! Osal was so angry that he looked at Veron's smiley face that was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum, and he wanted to punch him hard.

Despite his unwillingness, Osar could only nod and echoed: "The Prophet said so much, but the position of Mayor Shatas is crucial after all, and it concerns the face of our Delaney people. If a young man with inexperienced is allowed to take charge of him, there will be mistakes in the future..."

"Hey, Osar, you're too worried! Don't be afraid of making mistakes, it's better to make mistakes!"

In Osal's shocked gaze, Veren waved his hand and said confidently: "Young people should practice more. If you want to practice, it is impossible not to make mistakes. Only when you make mistakes will you grow up. Only when you make mistakes will you understand where you are wrong, you will know where you need to correct them, and you will know which mistakes can be avoided!"

"So, it's a good thing to make mistakes, you don't have to worry too much!"

"But..."

Before Osar could speak out, Veren interrupted directly: "Nothing is true! Comrade Osar, I'm going to criticize you!"

"You just have too many concerns and too many ideas! Why do you worry so much? What's the scary thing? We old comrades should let go boldly and let the new generations bravely go out and make trouble. It's not scary if they cause trouble. You can deal with it. After all, we cannot protect them for the rest of our lives. Young people will always go through storms."

"Besides, we old comrades don't just let go and ignore it. We can completely control it secretly. We can also use our rich experience to provide some suggestions and opinions to the new generation to help them grow up quickly."

Looking at Villen, who was holding a cigarette and sucking mist and giving advice to the country with great enthusiasm, Osal only felt a pain in his forehead. He finally understood that it was not that he was thinking too much, but because Villen became a lunatic.

Unfortunately, no matter how nervous the prophet was, he was the leader of the Delaney people. With the idea that he could not be a confidant, Osar asked with hope: "Sir, who do you think is the most suitable position to be the mayor of Shatas?"

Immersed in the smugness and felt that his eloquence was very good, Viren got stuck. In Osal's suspicious gaze, he groaned for a long time, and finally gave up and said, "What, I haven't thought about it yet, why don't they get the lot?"

...

The lot is definitely a joke, and even if Veron wants to, no one else can agree to this ridiculous proposal.

Under Osar's strong request, the list of outstanding personnel of the new generation was delivered to the two of them. For various reasons, most of the names on the list were cut off. After picking and selecting, only seven people were left.

Looking at the familiar names on the list, Osar breathed a sigh of relief. Three of the seven people were his confidants, two of the remaining four could exert absolute influence, and the other two, one from the garrison system and the other from the former esoteric sacrificial priests. Unfortunately, they had no experience in administrative management.

Although the process was a bit unexpected, it seems that the result is still under control! Reason returned to the ground, Osar calmly thought about the pros and cons, and then felt at ease. This would be safer. He could hide behind the scenes and control it secretly, and if necessary, throw the puppet out as a scapegoat.

Thinking of this, Osal glanced at Veron invisible light, then quickly looked away, and kept sneering in his heart: Veron, Veron, don’t you want me to be the mayor? Okay, I don’t, but Shatas is still mine!!!

The people on the list soon gathered in front of the prophet, and Archbishops Akama and Neri arrived at the same time. One was because they involved their subordinates, and the other was because they heard about this and wanted to come and stop them.

After scanning the three archbishops with different expressions, Veren's heart moved and ordered to the guards: "Who will send someone to inform Maradal and let him get here as soon as possible."

The guards who heard the order hurried out and left, Osar's expression was unswerving. Originally, Shatas's mayoral candidate should be decided by the scholar system he ruled, but if he was not careful, he would let the Bishop's Council participate in it in a confused manner. He felt that Osar's face, who was invisibly deprived of his power, could look good?

Osar's dissatisfaction naturally made Viren see it, but he didn't care at all, or simply said that he didn't think there was anything wrong with this at all.

After all, in Viren's idea, I intervened in your field of rights, so what can I do? The entire Draenei clan belongs to me, so what can you be an archbishop? Could it be that I still want to rebel?!

With Maradal coming, the door was closed by the guards. Villen cleared his throat, glanced at everyone present, and said slowly: "I asked everyone to come here today because you need to participate in this very important thing!"

"Most of the home we have worked hard to build for more than ten years has finally been completed. Now, one thing is imminent. After detailed discussion with Archbishop Osar, I decided to choose one of you seven to serve as mayor!"

Viren's words surprised everyone in the room. Akama subconsciously looked at Osar; Neri was stunned at first, and then a strange smile appeared on her face; Maladar was sitting on the chair; As for Osar, although he couldn't stop cursing, he could only squeeze out a false smile in pain.

He was confused and shouted at the seven candidates in the room, with a look of surprise and joy on his face and a little incredible trance. After a moment, his expression of excitement was beyond words.

"Okay, let's not say much nonsense. You seven of you first want to be yourself, and focus on your own expertise and some general plans after becoming mayor."

After saying that, Veron came to the front of several archbishops and sat down. The seven candidates didn't know who should start first. They subconsciously looked at me and looked at you. The seven people immediately realized that they had become competitors and the test had already begun before.

"Master Ri'an, several Archbishops Ri'an, I am Koglux, from the garrison system!"

Amid the eyes of several other people who were regretful, surprised or suspicious, Koglux took the lead and introduced himself: "I was born in the town of Cormira in Argus in 17592, and joined the garrison officer family in 17683. I..."

As Koglux continued to introduce, the four archbishops nodded or smiled. They listened carefully to Koglux's speech, while Viren, who was sitting in the front, had no expression on his face, and he held a pen and wrote and painted on the drawing board without knowing what to do.

"...When we complete the workshop, our city will become more beautiful, and by that time, it will be the brightest pearl of the planet!"

"My Prophet, my self-introduction is over."

Putting down the drawing board and looking at Koglux with a nervous look on his face, Villen asked to his left and right: "A few archbishops, what do you think of Koglux's speech?"

The four archbishops looked confused, and Veren said dissatisfied with this: "Do you think Koglux's speech is perfect and there is no mistake?"

Perfect? ​​Impossible. There is no problem with Koglux's self-introduction in the first half, or it is impossible to have problems. The focus is on the second half. Regarding the future conception of urban development, he made many obvious mistakes, and some of them were even impossible to achieve. From the words, it can be judged that Koglux had no experience in administrative management, and might not even have contacted the development plan at all.

The reason why the four archbishops didn't speak was because no one knew what Velen was playing. This method that had never seen before made them confused, and they looked at their noses and their hearts, and made up their minds to see what was going on before making a decision.

"Since the four archbishops are unwilling to comment, then I'll talk about it first."

Pushing the eyes that did not exist on the bridge of the nose, Veren said with a serious look on his face: "First of all, candidate Koglux, I'm very disappointed with your speech!"

"We can hear from your speech that you miss your childhood very much, but you have just said that about your experience after becoming a garrison officer; and we evacuated Argus and wandered in the void for thousands of years. You deliberately wanted to forget it, but you didn't know that forgetting the past is a betrayal of history. Your subconscious mind kept reminding you that this can be felt by the five "years" you used."

"And you also have your vision of the future of the city. It is obvious that you do not have any planning and administrative experience. Some of your speeches are inconsistent, and some places are even fantasies."

"So, Coglux candidate, I will give you 15 points for your past introduction of 30 points; I will give you 30 points for your specialties and abilities, I will give you 25 points; I will give you 30 points for your language expression skills, I will give you 10 points; and you will get 10 points for your planning and concept after becoming mayor. Unfortunately, I can only give you 1 point!"

"You have a perfect score of 100 points, and your self-introduction score is 51 points! But because you are the fastest-responsive candidate and the first candidate to speak, I will give you 10 points."

"About the above, Coglux candidate, your total score is 61 points! Well, you can leave the room and wait outside the door."

Koglux was shocked, the other six candidates were shocked, and even the four archbishops were shocked. They looked at Veron with a confused look on their faces, and their minds seemed to have become muddy, and they could not turn around.

After a moment, Osal stood up from his seat and said furiously: "Sir Prophet, how can this be? This...this...this is totally nonsense!"

"Oh? Archbishop Osar, you have a problem?"

Villen looked natural, he glanced at Osal and said casually: "If you have any questions, let them introduce themselves first."

"no!"

Not only did Osar disagree, but the other three archbishops could not accept it either. It would be fine if they did not participate. Since they participated, in accordance with the consideration of the future development of the Draenei people, the three of them would never allow such a ridiculous scene to appear in front of them. If this spreads out, what face and prestige will the Bishops' Council have to command the Draenei people!

"Sir Prophet, the mayorship of Shatas, the city of light, is extremely important. It has extraordinary significance to us Delaney people! If you insist on using this kid-like choice, please forgive me for being unacceptable!"

Looking at the serious and decisive Osal, he glanced at the other three people who agreed with him, and Velen said to himself: "You guys think so too?"

After subconsciously communicating his eyes, the three archbishops nodded firmly. Seeing this, Veron said with a distressed look on his face: "Oh, I really lost to you. Since you have to ask clearly, I will explain it to you in a difficult situation."
Chapter completed!