The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

"I don't care too much about these past things, I just want to know a little bit."

"My lord, how should we deal with these incomplete small worlds now?"

Cang Lan raised her eyebrows and smiled, then stroked Shinano Toshiro's red hair.

"These things are out of your control."

"Wait for a while, when the government of time is completely stabilized, I will work with the law to integrate all the small worlds, merge them together, and return them to the way they were before they were split."

"At that time, you will have a lot less things to deal with. Therefore, you don't have to think about recruiting in the future, and you can lay off some people if appropriate."

In the first phase, he raised his head, looked at his protagonist, and asked: "But the current manpower is not enough, so I would like to ask, to what extent can we reach a stable state? After stabilization, how many people can we keep?" ?”

Cang Lan groaned, made a quick estimate, and explained to them: "The reason why the government of time appeared is because of the division of laws, which led to loopholes in the laws of time in this world, allowing those so-called revisionists to take advantage of the loopholes." .Once the laws are repaired and those so-called loopholes no longer exist, the only thing left to do is to clean up the enemy forces left at various time points."

Song Xian Kanesada frowned, raised his hand and asked: "According to what the lord said, doesn't this mean that once the enemy is cleaned up, those god judges will have no chance to play..."

"That's right, it's time for them to withdraw from the stage of history."

Cang Lan's expression was indifferent, but thinking of the regulations he had discussed with the law, he still explained one more sentence.

"Don't worry, the law will reward them appropriately by measuring their contributions in the Government of Time."

Xiaohumaru answered: "But according to our review these days, a large number of people in the government of Time have some problems. If these people are not laid off now, I'm afraid they will be in trouble in the future."

Pinning her drooping hair behind her ears, Cang Lan knocked on the table with her fingers, and said meaningfully: "The complete law is very fair."

Fu Sangshen nodded knowingly.

This means that regardless of whether you have done a good thing or a bad thing, you have to settle accounts after the autumn.

Since this is the case, it is okay to let those who disobey discipline continue to dance for two more days.

After a meeting, according to the news leaked by their lord, the Fusangshens quickly changed their plans.

Originally, the purpose of Fusangshen was to spend more effort to build the Government of Time into an ivory tower and enclose their own lord.Now it seems that it still makes sense...

With a slight sense of despair, the faces of the Fu Sangshen were a little disappointed when they walked out of the door of the meeting room.

Not knowing that I accidentally broke the plan that the Fusangshen were thinking about, the person concerned continued to wander leisurely to the place where the Fusangshen had just awakened.

Unlike Fusangshen who were instilled with self-respect since they woke up, these who grew up by themselves later, although much better than others, still had a clear alienation when facing him.

This kind of problem can only be left to time to run in.

Fortunately, Cang Lan didn't seem to care much about this matter, but Jia Qingguang, who was with her lord, was a little annoyed.

What made California Qingguang even more annoyed was that, in this situation, his lord just patted him on the shoulder to calm him down.

Today is no exception.

Seeing Ka Qingguang who was with her, who had become a puffer fish, Cang Lan could only helplessly wave his hands, trying to appease Fu Sangshen.

Even so, when he was chatting with those fusangshen, California Qingguang was still sarcasm and mocking those fusangshen.

"Do people with able-bodied limbs still need help from others to heal their injuries?" California Qingguang looked puzzled, stroking his newly painted nails, with a naive but sarcastic tone.

Qianzi Cunzheng, who was sitting at the bottom, was the first to sarcastically go back.The rest of the Fusangshen followed closely behind without giving in.

"I thought it was common sense that the injured should receive reasonable care."

"Also, we weren't injured ourselves, just a little weak."

"That's why the lord is needed to help repair and synthesize."

…………

Everyone is not good at stubble.

Therefore, it doesn't seem too surprising that it eventually developed to a battle of more than a dozen people against Qingguang, California alone.

You come and go on both sides, it's so lively.

California Qingguang has one enemy and many, and it does not fall behind.

Cang Lan sat on the side with her chin resting on her shoulders and acted as a melon-eating crowd, watching the whole show.

It's not that he doesn't mediate, he also cherished the feathers at the beginning, but it was a pity that he tried to persuade him two or three times, but it was of no use.

Nothing major happened, and then he let it go.

Besides, proper "communication" can enhance the running-in between old and new Fusangshen, isn't it?

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Cang Lan shirks responsibility in his heart without any pressure.

Before the old and new Fusangshen got in touch, Cang Lan was called to the conference hall by the Fusangshen.

Facing the fiery eyes of the Fusangshen, Cang Lan sat down slowly on the top seat. Ever since he was informed that he was coming here, the doubts in his heart were snowballing.

"If I remember correctly, the Government of Time shouldn't have anything special that I need to do, right? There shouldn't be anything that I need to help you with, right?"

In the first phase, he coughed lightly, and his conscience was quite disturbed when he fooled his lord to come here.

"So, what's going on?"

This question is a bit too much for the mourning gods.

For a while, no one came out to speak.

Izumi Mori Kanesada, who was completely obsessed with certain aspects, said directly: "My lord, what are you going to do with those newly rescued Fusangshin?"

Cang Lan was amused in her heart, but on the surface, she was still a stable horse.

"I'm going to take them..." The words got to the tip of the tongue and were swallowed by Cang Lan, without further words.

The hearts of the Fu Sangshen were hanging high, and this feeling of nowhere made the Fusangshen feel very uncomfortable.

The so-called ancestors planted trees, and descendants took advantage of the shade.

This time they made a tool for those newcomers to enjoy the shade.

If those fusangshen came one by one, the fusangshen would not have such a sense of crisis as they do today.

After all, in the past, there were only family divisions in Honmaru, not party affiliation.Now the old and the new are clearly separated, and they refuse to merge. No one can force them.

In the end, there was only one way left, which was to live slowly.

"They are our future partners. It's just that they are shy and can't let go when they just came here. Just get in and get in."

We believe in your evil!

The Fu Sangshen looked at their lord with blood on their faces.

However, Cang Lan really doesn't intend to meddle in the affairs among the Sangshen.

Where there is competition, there is progress!

I don't know whether it's self-consolation, or really intending to let them restrain each other, Cang Lan used this nonsense reason to make the entire conference room be capitalized.

After that, another week passed.

Cang Lan is still in the idle state of wandering around, and the Fusangshen are also constantly nesting.

Nothing seems to be the same together.

Until one fine morning, Tsurumaru Kuninaga threw away the documents, stood up from his seat emotionally and announced: "Tonight, everyone gather and we will have a bonfire party!"

Excitement in tone is quite rare.

It can be seen that he is indeed about to be driven crazy by the document.

The news reached Cang Lan, seeing Tsurumaru Kuninaga's black eyes and Fusangshen's dispirited faces, Cang Lan agreed to the matter very democratically.

As the only Ouhuang with a full sword account among all the god judges, the number of people in the party held this time has refreshed the line again.

I don’t know why Fu Sangshen are always blind, especially when I have understood the huge difference between the sword form and the human form at that time, but my understanding always spans the long distance between the sea level and the atmosphere. The big one made him want to hit the street.

Cang Lan, who was already Orz-like in her heart, couldn't help but look away when she saw Qianzicunzheng and Dadian Taiguangshi and the others.

Give back his once gentle and kind little angel!

——Don't make trouble, it wasn't yours before.

Sighing with regret, Cang Lan stood under the Godly Tree, fiddling with the gadgets who didn't know who stuffed them.

Cang Lan's heart softened as his eyes passed over the busy people who were busy moving things.

The Government Headquarters of Time was pushed to be rebuilt. The newly built building still occupies such a large area, but because the number of people living there has been reduced by at least half, the whole house appears to be particularly large.

At this time when the fusangshen were busy moving things back and forth, it seemed a bit out of date.

Cang Lan looked at the sweat on the foreheads of the Fu Sangshen with a bit of distress.

He turned his head and poked the back of Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was directing other Fusangshen to put things away, and discussed with him in a low voice: "No, let's hold it indoors. You will be very tired after going back and forth like this."

Hearing this, Tsurumaru Kuninaga refuted loudly.

"How is this possible! This is our first reunion day with the lord, of course it should be held properly!"

Reunion day? ?Cang Lan didn't understand, so she took out her phone and flipped through it, and after a while, she put it back silently, in a state of being speechless.

If someone sees the writing on the screen of Cang Lan's mobile phone, they will definitely recognize that it reads:

Seventh day of the seventh lunar month in Huaguo, Qixi Festival.