Chapter 728: The husband is right, the wife is right!

The parchment slowly drifts down, a feather pen in his hand, Su Yang does not hesitate to cast a vote for Dragon.

"Death Replay and Resurrection must not be released; the expansion of the gamble does solve my urgent problem."

One could say that Dragon's appearance has taken the place of Mouse.

Both have similar proposals.

For Su Yang at this stage, it couldn't be more fitting.

It opens the situation while allowing the looting of more dependents; moreover, he can learn through Zhuge Chen which player possesses an innate talent of rare or higher rank.

Thus, the benefits are endless.

As for his own proposal…

With a great enemy looming, he believes no one will ignore it.

If forced to choose between the two, Su Yang leans toward getting his own proposal passed first.

Ten minutes later.

"Voting session is over, members, please remove both hands from the table!"

The parchment suddenly turns into a streak of light, plunges into the Starry Sky, and vanishes without a trace.

"May we speak freely now?" Python asked.

"Of course, the Silence session has already passed," Tiger nodded.

"I'm curious why you guys' proposals are so 'low‑IQ'. It's one thing to have no ink in your belly, but how did you lose even the most basic thinking ability?" Python looked at Wood Grain and the others.

Their proposals all revolve around the Clearance reward.

They have no constructive value; it's simply a waste of saliva.

Ever since hearing Su Yang say that last time the Old Era Remnant Faction forcefully entered the Round Table Meeting to cause trouble.

Python's gaze couldn't help but become a bit suspicious.

Could this group have already been turned by someone?

"The excellent proposals have already been voiced by those before us; we, speaking later, can only make ad‑hoc changes," Monkey explained.

"What a coincidence?" Python laughed, "Did you not make a few preparations before coming? Even a low‑probability event like this should have a way to deal with it."

"If you want to add crimes, why worry about lacking words? Not to mention us—could Brother Python's proposal actually be useful?" Monkey said.

"What about me?"

"Shortening the Buffer Period from one month to half a month—now that's daring to imagine."

"Is there a problem? We urgently need Faith Value now; currently every source of Faith Value serves the Death Game."

"Is 'pulling up seedlings to help them grow' a commendation? You're only thinking of yourself; such a self‑centered proposal that disregards others' feelings is no different from a 'waste' proposal."

"Ridiculous, we are far from the Old Era; diligence can make up for clumsiness. When you were studying, were all the top students in the class born to study?"

"If the Death Game were as simple and straightforward as an exam, that would be easy to say, but after a single game tens of thousands must die; if truly implemented, it would only accelerate the speed of Era Extinction."

"From what I hear, Brother Monkey seems to care about the world, a person with great righteousness."

"A single tree can't support itself; if you are confident you can hold up an entire era alone, I have nothing to say."

The two continue to argue endlessly.

Their discussion is merely about how often the Death Game should be held more reasonably.

In Monkey's view, haste makes waste; the Old Era's move against them is already a settled fact.

When the player base is large enough, the probability of encountering a High-level Player is low.

Simply put, it's about sharing risk.

And Python's attitude is very resolute.

He believes the lives of lower‑tier players have nothing to do with him; even if many die, it won't threaten his own interests.

At the same time, he can accelerate looting dependents, enlarging his team in the shortest time to prepare for the upcoming Golden Great Era.

Both share the same stance, but their views differ.

One rushes forward like a torrent, the other is slightly conservative.

A thousand people, a thousand faces; no matter which Round Table Meeting, there will always be members with differing styles.

And within the Free Discussion Session, what they need to do is not merely argue over wins and losses.

The meeting is not a debate contest; silencing someone into speechlessness just for a moment's thrill is meaningless.

A truly commendable proposal must not only hit the mark but also win heartfelt acceptance.

Python is a typical White Phosphorus Personality—unyieldingly tough, often speaking with an unmistakable tone of unquestionability.

"What interest does shortening the Buffer Period infringe upon? During the initial confinement, there was a Death Game every three days—why didn't you find that frequent?" Python cited the example.

"Back then we had no choice, but now we possess a certain amount of power and freedom, so we must consider carefully," Monkey elaborated.

"Alright, alright, say a few fewer words," Yao Ri stepped forward to stop them.

The two argue endlessly; even if they talked for another ten hours, there would be no result.

The husband is right, the wife is right.

"Fine, I won't compare with you," Python waved a hand.

"The Vote Type Public Announcement is about to commence!"

The next moment, a white spotlight suddenly shone on Yao Ri's head.

Eight dim Xingchen suddenly appeared.

One, two, three!

The fourth glowed faintly, ultimately failing to shine.

"Member Yao Ri, a total of three votes!"

"Only three votes?" Yao Ri frowned.

She admits that Death Replay cannot bring them any substantive benefit.

But don't they want to know whose hand their side's Dependents died at?

Even if it ultimately cannot pass, it shouldn't be such a meager number of votes.

Thinking of this, Yao Ri's eyes cannot help but become a few shades deeper.

Anyone present who didn't vote must be hiding an unspeakable secret!

Soon, Radiance shines upon Dragon.

One star instantly lights up!

Sight this, the crowd suddenly realized something, staring without moving their eyes.

Dragon crossed both hands to support the table, and a look of inevitable victory surfaced in his eyes.

Second one!

Third one!

"Not stopped yet? Looks like the momentum is fierce!" Python said.

"Expanding the gambling range indeed wins people's hearts; this is an excellent Proposal." Flower nodded in agreement.

"It's just that I don't know if it can pass with unanimous votes!" Su Yang said softly.

The fourth, the fifth…

The swift momentum has only now begun to wane.

Based on past experience, Dragon's Proposal is most likely six votes.

"Thump!"

A burst of blazing Radiance suddenly flashed.

The sixth Xingchen flickered with splendid light!

Sight this, Su Yang's complexion suddenly grew solemn.

The crowd widened their eyes one after another, staring fixedly at the seventh.

Only a faint light flickered; at this moment everyone's heart rose to the throat.

Dragon even shrugged his Shoulder, nervous palms exuding Sweat.

After waiting a moment, the seventh failed to flicker.

"It seems it's already at the limit," Monkey said.

Dragon was greatly disappointed, helplessly shook his head, "If it were unanimous, perhaps we could still contest; with this result, how can we stand toe‑to‑toe with Brother Silver Moon?"

Su Yang smiled wryly, "I didn't speak too confidently; perhaps some people don't want my Proposal to pass."