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Chapter 493: President Meeting Invitation

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The next day, Pan Duola City, top floor of the Golden Township Group headquarters building.

Mentioning the Golden Township Group, this is known to everyone in the Magic Republic. After all, this giant group has existed since before the Republic was founded, when Pan Duola City was just established. Legend has it that the founder of the group was one of the founding elders of the city and also one of the initial followers of the Head of State.

And over the years, with the development of the Magic Republic and the gradual expansion of the Mechanical Sect's strength, the influence of this commercial group closely linked to both has also expanded rapidly. Today, it is a behemoth that has tentacles all over all walks of life and essentially controls the commercial lifeline of the entire Republic.

Some even say that the true master of the Magic Republic is not the Head of State or the Mechanical Sect, but the hostess of Golden Township.

Such a statement is not entirely groundless. After all, in the neighboring Radiant God Kingdom, it is not uncommon for a company group to be the actual controller of a large area.

Over the years, with the rapid spread and development of mechanical power, human life has also changed rapidly day by day. But if mechanical power loses correct guidance and falls into the hands of people with ulterior motives, then good things will also become disasters.

Anyway, the Radiant God Kingdom side is like this. The church has become the biggest capital and is still the actual ruler of the God Kingdom. And under the church, there are many sub-capitals. Those company groups composed of past old nobles are the leaders of the God Kingdom city-states.

In the past, these nobles enslaved civilians with so-called noble blood and noble glory or faith, but now they rely on capital and interests.

Anyway, the superiors are still superiors. This point has not changed much even after more than five hundred years.

And if we really talk about the scale of company groups, the major groups of the Radiant God Kingdom combined can barely compare with Golden Township. It can be seen how terrifying the size of this giant consortium rooted in all aspects of the Republic is. It's no wonder those conspiracy theorists often fantasize that the hostess of Golden Township is the true master of the Republic.

As for the facts...

"Phew, finally initially mastered this full-body magic equipment."

In the luxury flat on the top floor of the building, in the fitness area, a plump beauty was sweating profusely and panting slightly. Then she took a slight shower, then draped in a thin gauze, took a bottle of wine and a goblet, and came to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

"I don't know how the little fairies are doing. Changes have been too great in these five hundred years, and I have changed another login body."

The beauty with a pair of curly horns on her head lay lazily on the lounge chair by the window, and then thought so in her heart.

This hostess of Golden Township is naturally Senior Miya herself.

It's just that this body is no longer the body she used in the first act, but a brand new descending body.

Before the end of the first act, Senior Miya only saw her body turn into light and dissipate, and then when she closed and opened her eyes, more than five hundred years had passed, and the second act began.

This feeling of spanning hundreds of years in an instant is really wonderful.

At the beginning, when she was about to end the first act, she had left a business plan sufficient to support hundreds of years for her assistant in the Chamber of Commerce, her cheap younger sister in the Witch's Night, and then transferred the power of the Chamber of Commerce to this younger sister.

And now it seems that the cheap younger sister who seemed to admire her sister very much did faithfully execute that plan. Five hundred years later, most of the plans on that plan have been completed and turned into reality.

This feeling is like when you play a simulation management game, you first make a series of plans, then click the next turn, and then time starts to fast-forward. When the next turn starts, the plans you arranged before are also completed.

This is very convenient.

The only problem is probably that the identity of the login body she is using now has also become the descendant of that cheap younger sister.

The cheap younger sister suddenly became the ancestor. This feeling is a bit subtle.

However, the Witch's Night is just an illusory dream after all, a game. There is really no need to worry too much about these settings.

Senior Miya just slightly cherished the memory of her cheap younger sister whose bones might have turned to ash, and then quickly accepted everything.

For the past two days, she has been silently familiarizing herself with this world five hundred years later, and by the way, sorted out the industries of the Golden Township Chamber of Commerce under her name, and finally figured out the two new settings of magic equipment and heroic spirits.

And now, she has understood what she should understand. It is time to find a way to contact the little fairies and other sisters. I don't know if the sisters have changed to a new identity to log in like her, or if they are still using their old bodies.

Just as she was shaking the wine in the goblet while thinking about the next action plan, a floating news advertisement airship flashing with illusory projections flew past outside, and the height was just about the same as the top floor of the building where she was now.

"Breaking news, emergency notice, the Head of State just announced that the knighting ceremony for the new Prime Minister will be held in a week."

"Hot screening, the latest remake of the classic old play 'Romeo and Juliet' is about to be performed in the Central Grand Theater."

"Grief, the earthquake disaster beast Earth-Shaking Demon Bear suddenly appeared in Tianyuan City, triggering a magnitude 13 earthquake, causing serious harm. Currently, the Magic Equipment Knight Order and the Armed Heroic Spirit Group have sent people to suppress it. Let us pray for the suffering compatriots together."

". The flame disaster beast Eight-Winged Red Snake suddenly appeared outside Qiansen City, causing the wildfire to spread and affecting many villages. Currently, the aid operation is being carried out with difficulty..."

Messages kept rolling on the projection screen, and with an unintentional glance, Senior Miya's gaze froze.

She saw a familiar logo in the background of the first news. It was a badge of an abstract sun emitting light, and there were some strange, meaningless, but impressive patterns around the badge.

If it were anyone else, they might just think this is an ordinary background image, but Senior Miya saw the meaning behind this image at a glance.

"This is the gathering mark of the Radiant Sun Club? Let me look at this secret code..."

"Uh, the highest level president meeting invitation? What is Christine doing? Why suddenly send this thing?"

As the former president of the Armed Club, Senior Miya naturally understands the secret codes used by major clubs in the school to communicate secretly. She easily decoded the meaning conveyed by those abstract patterns that made people feel impressive, and frowned slightly, feeling a bit confused.

The Witch's Night is a celebration where clubs participate as units. In order to facilitate the gathering of club members after entering, major clubs have their own contact codes.

Later, in order to facilitate team formation, major clubs also created a mutual contact code, among which the highest rule is the president meeting invitation that only the top ten clubs are qualified to release.

It's just that generally speaking, after participating in the Witch's Night, major clubs are competitors to each other. Therefore, that team formation code used for mutual contact is basically not used, let alone this kind of president meeting invitation.

This hasn't been used for decades. Senior Miya was about to graduate from the academy, but this was the first time she saw someone initiate this invitation, and the one who sent it was her old acquaintance.

"Although Christine, this guy, has some small schemes and always loves to play some self-righteous little tricks, she is indeed a capable person, and she never messes around on major issues. It seems that something big has really happened. Let's go and see. Just in time to see if Madeline and the others are there."

The Golden Princess pondered for a moment and made a decision in her heart.

Soon, the sun set in the west, and dusk fell.

Senior Miya, who had handled the group's official business for a day, dismissed the commercial secretary group around her and returned to the private residence on the top floor.

Then, after a little disguise, the Golden Princess opened the window and jumped out gracefully. After falling freely for a few seconds, a handsome floating motorcycle caught her.

Although she is dignified and atmospheric on the outside, and is the kind of rich flower, she is a wicked dragon after all, and always has some wild hobbies in private, such as dueling that is a little bloody or drag racing that is a little exciting.

"Haha, this motorcycle is quite exciting. It seems that these mechanical products are not useless. After going back, I will also specifically find someone to customize one."

Slightly twisting the throttle, feeling the surging power of this mechanical beast under her crotch, Senior Miya, wearing tight leather clothes and a full-coverage helmet, laughed while galloping in the night sky.

This motorcycle is the beloved car of the unlucky original owner she logged into. She originally just found a low-key means of transportation from the garage, but now she found that this thing is really exciting.

But pure machinery is not enough.

"Let me enchant you again?"

Brilliant golden patterns spread from Senior Miya's hands, eroding the whole car along the handlebars, and finally dyed the whole car into gold, as if it were cast from gold.

And this is not just dyeing. Accompanied by this magic energy blessing, the already fast floating motorcycle accelerated several times again, directly turning into a golden streamer and galloping over this prosperous city.

This is the effect of the unique alchemy of the Astross family.

That's right, the restrictions on the witches in this second act are finally not as great as in the first act. Although they still haven't recovered all their magic memories, they have recovered a part of the ordinary magic memories below the forbidden spell.

It's not fully recovered, but it's barely enough.

"Wuhu, this is the right taste."

Because she had to maintain her image in front of the little fairies on weekdays, Senior Miya, who had been alone for a long time, smiled happily, enjoying the excitement brought by this speed.

It's just that this good mood only lasted for a few minutes, because soon, with a swoosh, a black streamer that was almost invisible in the night sky flashed past her.

Senior Miya: "???"

I was overtaken?

How could the Golden Princess suffer this grievance? She immediately prepared to accelerate for the third time, but before she could act, the black streamer turned back again, revealing the figure of the person who overtook her.

That was a witch with six pairs of black wings on her back, looking like a fallen angel.

"Tsk, no wonder it's so fast, it's you, classmate Wenwen."

After seeing the person clearly, Senior Miya tsked unhappily, but gave up the plan to continue accelerating.

After all, you really can't compare speed with this one.

This is not that she has no fighting spirit, but this point is a recognized fact in the Witch Academy.

After all, the fastest legend in the academy is the president of the Ink Feather News Agency in front of her—Wenwen.

Sigh, compared to running fast, this group of big-mouthed crows runs faster than the professional athletes of the school sports team.

But it's also true. If they didn't run really fast and no one could catch up, the way this group of big-mouthed crows edits news every day, they would have been blocked at the door and plucked their bird feathers long ago.

This group of guys is lawless in the academy. Even the Discipline Committee can't help them because they can't catch up. Only the President can make them restrain a little.

After all, in front of the President who masters the power of fate, no matter how fast this group of big-mouthed crows flies, they can't fly out of the President's palm. They will fly back to the President's front and throw themselves into the net under the arrangement of fate.

It's just that even though this group of guys has been beaten by the President many times, they are always in the appearance of "I admit punishment obediently, but I just won't change," which is really headache-inducing.

"Isn't this our future number one rich woman, Princess Miya? Princess, where are you going so late?"

As expected of the president of the most annoying club in the school? This opening is the old yin-yang person, listening to Senior Miya's hands itching, she really wants to smash the other party's delicate face with a punch.

"The world is so beautiful, I can't be so irritable. This is not good. How can people be angry with animals? The key is that even if I'm angry, I can't touch a single bird feather of the other party. It's better not to ruin my body in vain."

The Golden Princess took a few deep breaths to calm her surging blood.

Tsk, next time bring the Fairy King to confront this guy and see whose mouth is more powerful.

Senior Miya thought of her sweetheart and decided so.

"Wenwen, are you also preparing to participate in the president meeting?"

After suppressing her anger, the Golden Princess asked.

Although don't look at the Ink Feather News Agency as so unreliable, but being able to be hated by the whole school and still live very comfortably, it can be seen that this group of big-mouthed crows is definitely not just good at mouth skills. In terms of strength, they are also one of the top ten clubs, and even rank quite high, able to enter the top five.

"Of course, Christine, that scheming bitch, made such a big move this time, this must be wanting to make a big news. How could I miss this? Must go to the scene to get the latest news."

This fastest witch also nodded as a matter of course.

The two chatted while galloping like this.

Alright, it's mainly Wenwen who has been trying to probe for information from Senior Miya. After all, in this Witch's Night, a huge Golden Township Group suddenly appeared, which really made her curious.

Although the Golden Township Chamber of Commerce is also the number one chamber of commerce in the Witch World in reality, this rose in the Dragon King era, and now this is the early God King era. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be a Golden Township Chamber of Commerce. There must be some secrets behind this.

And why did the good Witch World become a mechanical civilization? This is very outrageous.

Wenwen always felt that she might have missed something, but the hostess of Golden Township beside her must know.

It's a pity that no matter how she probed for information, Senior Miya was watertight.

Hehe, although this big-mouthed crow has a sharp mouth, wanting to inquire about news from a veteran businessman like her is also thinking about farting. You know, only enough benefits can pry open the gold-inlaid mouths of businessmen.

Senior Miya likes to watch this big-mouthed crow leader look anxious, but still has to pretend that I'm not anxious.

And in the exchange of each having their own ghosts like this, the destination arrived, and many familiar faces appeared in front of the two.

Club forces are on the stage...

Sigh, why is there still no chapter review restored? Without chapter review to copy, I'm stuck in writing, and I actually have to write it myself. Shivering with anger.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 494 =====

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