It's over.

After planning for so long, three days of rushing, waiting for a year, the result is... three sentences turn the tables?

No... this is not called a turnaround, but a unilateral slaughter. No resistance ability!

The most painful thing is that

I... I still have to do what I haven't done just now, go... to "sanction" them...

Slap yourself on this main stage!

Heaven!!

I don't want to live anymore!!

A face that has been for thousands of years. It has been almost completely lost in recent years!

Archimedes didn't say anything, and his figure turned into a cold wind and disappeared - he had already lost his face at the Nara Conference, and he didn't want to lose this face at his home court again. Especially... in front of the young scientists around the world, he lost this huge face!

The rest of Aristotle was stunned!

Peas stewed!!

Can you understand the cutting of Ganli wine?!

Is it true that a fellow Taoist who dies?! Archimedes, you are so bad old man! How can you take off without saying a word? Is this...giving this embarrassing opportunity to me?

Your dad doesn't need it!

Take it away for dad!!

However…he has to do it now.

After cursing for ten thousand words in his heart, he walked to the main stage with a blue face. His temples were beating around, staring at the bottom, suppressing the resentment that wanted to spit out the King of Qin Yan, and barely spoke: "Silent."

The scene was quiet.

But like the sea before the storm, anyone can feel the silence, the scorching breath and the fiery expectation.

"Now, please vote."

"Three, two, one, not passed. The conference ended."

The whole process did not exceed five seconds.

It even feels a bit playful.

After saying that, his figure disappeared directly. He didn't even say anything about "looking forward to meeting you next time".

It's so embarrassing to have no one... From the beginning of the word "voting", no hand was raised!

On the contrary... what we were greeted was a large joking gaze below, just a line of words engraved on the naked side: Do you really think we are idiots?

The ridiculous ridicule was like a grenade that made Aristotle's body completely useless.

Thousands of years... How have you been so embarrassed for thousands of years?

"Damn...it's so damn!!" With this humiliation, he went straight back to his room. As for what is below, he never wanted to care about it anymore.

If I get involved in this matter again, I am a pig!

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it's over?

Qin Ye sat in the seat, looking gracefully at the empty main platform. He no longer wanted to evaluate the other party's embarrassment.

Ever since he figured this out, he knew that he had been invincible.

But... he looked around with a smile. The conference was not over yet.

Just around him, scientists had already stood up, breathing heavily, and the ghost fire burst out, like a group of wolves looking at fat meat, or like a beggar looking at the God of Wealth, he couldn't help but walk towards Qin Ye.

I want to get close but don’t dare to get close, I want to talk but don’t dare to talk, like a shy little wife...

Without it, the few words just now are really... so direct to the soul...

At least it hits all the barren souls.

"It's okay." Qin Ye looked around with a smile: "It's the energy summit, after all, it's an exchange meeting."

"Of course communication requires language. If you have anything you don't understand, just ask. I am willing to answer your future pillars."

This group of people... will surely usher in a boom in academic concepts after the outbreak of new energy!

Sanchang Lao is so embarrassed that he is angry?

Then I'll win over...that's right, I'm a reasoned and wise King of Hell. It's completely different from the rough style of those village bandits and bullies.

I am elegant and reasonable!

"King of Hell of Qin!!" As soon as he finished speaking, one of them wore a dress

The ghost in ancient European aristocratic costumes broke through the layers of ghost seas and rushed over. The voice was trembling excitedly: "I, I have some small problems, and I hope you can correct me!"

Look, the question is open, and everyone has become artistic when they speak.

Tsk tsk tsk... What a beautiful word...

"Mr. Franklin?" Qin Ye sat in his seat with a smile, snapped his fingers, turned the chair around, and faced Franklin: "What's the problem you have? Just say it."

Franklin - the backbone of opposition who had just stepped into the opposition camp, had a very smile on his face at this moment.

It's hard to describe, if you have to say it, it's... the landlord rubs his hands jpg...

"That's right." Franklin felt that the Adam's apple was getting hot, as if he was holding a hot walnut. He squeezed to Qin Ye desperately and said with a flattering smile: "I want to ask... is it true... 0.000000001%?"

This is a common problem for scientists on the scene!

"Of course." Qin Ye curled his smile and said solemnly: "I will never change my words. Everyone in China knows that you have no jokes. Once a word is spoken, it is hard to pursue."

"This proposal will be registered with the United Underworld through the World Nengyan. This is China's domestic affairs, our patent. We will give it to whoever we want, and outsiders have no right to interfere."

Dead silence.

Another dead silence.

However, this time, the dead silence was not because I didn’t know what to say. It was... I wanted to say something so much that it was all stuck in my throat and I couldn’t say a word!

If you want to summarize, you can roughly summarize it into four words...

Dear father!!

God of Wealth!

Damn, should the temperament of the living world be so consistent?

But...this doesn't matter!

"0.00000001%..." Rongen's voice was a little dry, and he only felt stars appear in his eyes: "In the world, crude oil futures trading in 2019 has been 7 trillion..."

"Global...the global scale exceeds 50 trillion...0.0000001%...that's...that's..."

He couldn't continue to say anything.

Happiness came so suddenly that it almost killed him.

"Five million...every five million every five years...five million!" Another scientist who was proficient in mathematics spoke in a trembling voice.

how?

For them in the world of life, this is really nothing.

But for them in the underworld, this is simply a long drought and rain!

"No...not only..." Faraday's eyes were a little hollow and he said hoarsely: "This is crude oil... everyone... this is crude oil!!"

In the last few words, the blue veins on his neck suddenly popped out, and his eyes were red.

The scientists stayed for a few seconds.

Immediately afterwards, the noise was like a tsunami!

"my god...yeah! This is crude oil!!" "My God, then, how much scientific research funds can we get every five years?!" "Oh my god... I really didn't expect that we can wait until today!"

Without energy, they can't apply for projects with everyone!

But now...they have money themselves!

Yes, this is just crude oil. The crude oil market is not needed by all ghosts. But what about electricity-like energy?

Global... Which underworld is not trying hard to improve the happiness of ghosts? Are you afraid that they will riot?

Electrical-like energy... represents the full arrival of TV, phone, movie, variety shows, and mobile phones!!

Who... still thinks the underworld is boring?

Who still feels unhappy?
Chapter completed!