National Games Game: I am the Chinese God of War!

After three long days of negotiations, China and the 31-nation alliance reached a result acceptable to both parties.

"The 31-nation alliance jointly paid 8000 million tons of various resources and donated 100 million tons of bonus to purchase technology."

"The President of Luzon, in front of the whole world, makes his most sincere apology for their unprovoked intrusion into China's territorial waters!"

In a conference room in Huanggong, dozens of cameras were set up to record this moment.

Beautiful Country also thoughtfully launched a global live broadcast.

Manico stood on the stage uneasily, his face flushed.

As a politician, he considers himself to be thick-skinned, but admitting his mistake and apologizing in front of the whole world at this moment is beyond his ability.

Keren was under the eaves and had to lower his head. Outside the opposite camera, the intelligence chief Sullivan was staring at him. If he didn't follow the boss's orders, he might not be able to get out of the conference room.

Lowering his head and not looking at the camera, he stumbled over the manuscript and started reading.

"Half a month ago, the Luzon Navy made a very serious mistake. It entered the territorial waters of the Chinese State without the permission of the Chinese State and seriously hurt the feelings of the Chinese people!"

"Here, on behalf of Luzon, I would like to express my most sincere apology to China!"

"And I hereby promise that I will never take the initiative to provoke China in any form in the future!"

Luzon is already in a state of uproar.

After ten days of continuous high temperatures, their president hid alone in the beautiful country, leaving devastation in Luzon.

The riots never stopped, and armed forces of civil organizations began to confront the government.

Seeing Manico's face on television and mobile phones, he said the above.

The people can no longer suppress their anger!

"Asshole Manico, he doesn't deserve to be our president!"

"The government is a bunch of useless waste. We should unite to overthrow the government and establish a new regime."

"Manico had better hide in the beautiful country forever and never come back! Otherwise, he should be hanged in front of the presidential palace!"

"Is there any kind-hearted country that can come to our rescue?"

After reading the manuscript in his hand, Manico staggered off the stage.

Seeing Sullivan walking towards him, he couldn't wait to rush forward and punch Sullivan's sinister smile to pieces!

But he didn't dare. Being weak is the biggest original sin!

Sullivan teased Manila with strange emphasis: "Your Excellency, on behalf of the boss, I would like to thank you for your contribution to the 31-nation alliance."

Manico forced a smile and said, "No, as long as the beautiful country doesn't forget it and agrees to my reward." Sullivan's sinister smile made him a little uneasy.

As expected, Sullivan's next words left him stunned.

"To express our gratitude, we decided to give you a free ticket back to Luzon."

His face was instantly distorted, and his eyes were sunken with anger. He rushed towards Sullivan and roared:

"Damn it, you can't do this!"

"I have fulfilled all the requirements of the beautiful country. You can't break your promise and kill the donkey!"

"Please Sullivan, don't send me back. Aren't we best friends? Sending me back now would be murder."

His accusations and pleas were in vain.

Two burly men wearing sunglasses came up, lifted him up and dragged him on the ground.

Seeing Manico's retreating figure, Sullivan spat violently.

"This is the fate of waste that has no use value. Letting you walk out of the Yellow Palace alive is our greatest mercy!"

After dealing with Manico, he drove to a heavily guarded villa.

Entering a large room, a strange atmosphere filled the room.

On the big bed inlaid with gold, three beauties were lying in various directions, sleeping soundly there without caring about their happy couple.

On the lounge chair by the window, the beautiful Chinese player Joey was holding a cigar and puffing away contentedly.

Sullivan stepped forward and gave Joey a big hug.

"Joy, my dearest friend, are you satisfied with my arrangement?"

Joey took a deep breath with an intoxicated look.

"Oh Fu Kuo die, this is the life I dream of!"

He did not believe in God, but he thanked God more than once during this time.

After returning from the game, Meiliguo sent him to this villa and treated him as an ancestor.

Food, beauties, and even contraband, as long as he opens his mouth, Beautiful Country will try its best to get them for him.

There is no need to run around for life or worry about money. The first thing when you open your eyes today is to think about how to enjoy yourself this day.

He was so intoxicated that he couldn't help himself.

The life in the legendary paradise is nothing more than this!

But Sullivan's next words woke him up from his dream.

"Joy, don't forget, in four days, the second stage of the "National Luck Survival" game will begin. Are you completely sure?"

Shet! Only 4 days left? During this time, he deliberately forgot about the existence of the game and enjoyed himself to his heart's content.

It was because subconsciously, he felt that there was no way he could get through the second stage.

In the first stage, he was just a little bit close to dying in the game. In the second stage, the game was more difficult and he had no confidence.

He lowered his head and felt depressed instantly. There were only 4 days left before heaven fell to hell. Maybe he should take advantage of the last time to revel to his heart's content.

Sullivan seemed to see through his thoughts, and the devil's whisper sounded: "Joy, do you want to have more strength? Is it possible that you will not be able to pass the second stage?"

Joey suddenly raised his head, his face was ecstatic, and he was even more afraid of losing it after he had it.

"What did you say! Of course, I need strength! No matter what the cost!"

"I admire your determination, so come with me."

The two came to a large-scale laboratory.

There are dozens of rooms inside, and through the bulletproof glass of the rooms, you can see the scene of hell inside.

Someone's body was covered in ulcers, as damaged as an old rag, and they had been dead for a long time.

Someone's body swells up, like an overinflated balloon, ready to explode at any moment.

Someone's muscles were taut and he was hammering the wall crazily, causing the whole room to shake slightly.

The laboratory was filled with the smell of potions, and from time to time, humans could hear desperate roars like wild beasts.

Gix, who was wearing a white coat, held a light green potion in his hand.

"You guys are here?"

Joey liked the atmosphere of this place very much. It was the familiar scent of flesh and blood. He couldn't wait to ask, "Can you help me improve my strength?"

Jix shook the potion in his hand.

"That's right! This is my latest masterpiece, Life No. 2 Gene Potion, which unlocks the shackles of human genes. After being injected, ordinary people can also explode with D-level strength in the game!"

"The only small drawback is that the probability of success is only 1%. I believe you have seen the price of failure on the way here."

Joey's face turned dark. A 1% chance of success is not even a narrow escape. Is this how you improve your strength?

I didn’t die in the game, I’m afraid I didn’t want to die in your hands early.

"Of course, Joey, you are different. Your physical fitness has exceeded human limits. The shackles in your body have been partially opened. If you inject the medicine, the probability of success is estimated to be more than 60%."

"After you succeed, your strength will grow explosively. How about it? Are you excited?"

Joey hesitated.

Sixty percent? Fight!