216: Chapter 216 The Dragon Speaker

Tang Long had barely finished speaking when Miao Manman was the first to raise her hand.

Qin Bing didn't care about revitalizing Dongyu, but he was willing to support Tang Long. With die-hard loyalists like Lu Xiaohu, the speed at which hands went up was extremely fast.

Additionally, Jiang Yan, Nie Yu, and the others, who were close to graduation and counting on Tang Long for Empowerment, also raised their hands one after another.

The young people present, seeing that President Tang was ready to make big moves as soon as he took office, felt that the influence of the White Clothing Society would undoubtedly rise to a new level, and they also appeared very excited.

In the blink of an eye, supporters exceeded eighty percent.

A small number of people who were worried that Tang Long's steps were too big could only choose to follow the trend at this moment.

"Good! This resolution is passed unanimously!"

"I will take overall charge of this matter. The first batch of members will be recommended by everyone. The process is to first seek the other party's consent, then write a written report, submit it to Vice President Miao for preliminary review, and finally, I will review it for final approval."

"Next, let's proceed to the second topic, which is the expansion principles of our White Clothing Society."

"I will first share my personal thoughts, and then everyone can add any ideas you may have..."

Tang Long spoke eloquently, painting a picture while reasoning with them. With the experience of his two lifetimes, he quickly charmed this group of young people with his grand blueprint.

However, no one knew that even so, he still felt the pace was too slow.

If he could, he wouldn't just be expanding the White Clothing Society and extending it into the White Clothes Association today; he would be forming a party directly.

However, such a move was too conspicuous and would be very difficult for the members to accept; it would definitely lead to trouble.

The reason he wanted to develop the White Clothes Association was because he was already prepared to graduate this semester.

Although it hadn't been long, the development had gone far smoother than expected, and now it seemed there was no need to stay at the vocational school for long.

It would be a pity to abandon the identity of the White Clothing Society just like that, so he had to pave the way for the future now.

Also, eighty percent of those who came out of the White Clothing Society were elites, and many of them now held important positions.

For example, the two division commanders who came to observe the ceremony today had also served as Presidents of the White Clothing Society.

It was certainly unrealistic to immediately pull such people into his fold; after all, they were already Spirit Map powerhouses, the true power brokers of Song City, and they were all old hands.

But what about those who were slightly lower in rank? What about those who were younger?

If the banner of the White Clothing Society was waved well, perhaps it could really grow rapidly, and perhaps they could really form a 'White Clothes Party'.

Of course, these were all matters for later.

Now, Tang Long had another organization to establish immediately—a force within the game system.

From yesterday until now, he had been thinking about what name this force should have to attract players to the greatest extent.

But after thinking it over, he felt that it was impossible for him to bring all global players under his banner.

The group he was most familiar with, and the one he was most confident in developing and controlling, could only be his compatriots, which meant the people of the Dragon Kingdom.

Therefore, he finally decided that the name of this force would be—Dragon Speakers.

[Force {Dragon Speakers} successfully established!]

[Current Force Level: LV1!]

[Force Leader: Tang Long {Candle Dragon}.]

[Force Cadres: None temporarily.]

[Force Members: None temporarily.]

[Force Warehouse LV1 opened!]

[Force Shop LV1 opened!]

[Force Activity: 921 {Needs 2000 to upgrade to the next level}]

[Number of members: 1 / 100]

After editing the red dragon-emblem for the force, Tang Long smiled with satisfaction.

Establishing a force had many benefits.

Level one already had a 1000-slot force warehouse, which greatly relieved the pressure on his storage space.

The opening of the force shop would help him greatly increase his ability to attract players.

But the premise was that this shop had to have some eye-catching items.

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In an attic somewhere in The Cathedral.

Lv Yang sat in a recliner, watching the sun shift little by little, feeling irritable in his heart.

His greatest reliance, the High Priest, was now equivalent to dead.

And at that time, he had watched helplessly as the Mad God blasphemed the Lord, causing the divine fire to extinguish, which seemed to have simultaneously caused the loss of favor for Song City.

He had originally been vaguely the number two figure of the Songcheng Sect, but in a single day, he had fallen into becoming a marginal figure.

That old thing Liu Zhiming had quietly become the acting Sect Leader.

Wei Ye, who should have been implicated by the Wei Family, seemed not to have been affected much, and was entrusted with important tasks in subsequent issues.

Even someone with the status of High Priest Shang Yuleng had gone to attend the promotion celebration.

Only he himself seemed to be isolated outside the circle.

Lv Yang was shocked to discover that behind these phenomena, all of them reflected Tang Long's will.

Just as the High Priest said, this young man was truly extraordinary; it seemed that in the blink of an eye, he had acquired such great influence.

But it was also the High Priest who had influenced his attitude towards him, leading to today's situation.

If he didn't find a way soon, his situation would become more and more unbearable.

How could he make up for this rift?

While he was troubled, he suddenly saw the phone on the small table next to him light up.

The caller was none other than Tang Long.

He steadied his mind and immediately answered the phone.

"I am Lv Yang."

"Archbishop Lv, stop acting so deep. I have a big job for you to help with."

"Uh..."

"I need one hundred sets of battle armor, one hundred battle sabers, of high-end quality. Also, one hundred blood collection vehicles. Listen for my call in one hour."

"One hour?"

"Yes! Just one hour, no waiting! Hurry up!"

Lv Yang wanted to ask more, but the phone had already hung up.

He was a bit angry, feeling that Tang Long was a bit too rude, but he didn't dare to delay.

He could only shout, "Come here!"

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Frozen Soil Camp, a certain mountain top in the northwest.

The members of the Baoju Squad looked at the swarming crowd in the valley below, all with sullen expressions.

[Goutou Luo Name Stolen: We're screwed now. That bitch from Qingyun actually got lucky and discovered the dungeon first. It looks like we won't be able to get in.]

[Herbivore: It's just a five-person dungeon with a total of three BOSSes. I guess it's just an early-stage small dungeon, so if we can't get in, we can't get in.]

[Old Smoker: That's not how you put it. I heard the dungeon drops green gear. The Qingyun main force has already pushed down the second BOSS, and it seems like a second-turn skill book was opened from the treasure chest. Once they clear it a few more times and replace their gear, we might not even be able to survive in the Frozen Soil.]

[Southern Sky Legacy Sword: The situation is indeed grim. We can only wait for the Mysterious Person to appear. Once he comes, most of these people will probably run over there, and we can take the opportunity to go in and test the waters.]

[Goutou Luo Name Stolen: Then we aren't doing the Mysterious Person quest?]

[Southern Sky Legacy Sword: We still have to do it. The Mysterious Person quest also has second-turn skills. Maybe if we open a Regeneration Gu, we can take off again.]

[Herbivore: Qingyun has currently released fourteen skills, only one of which is second-turn, and it's a spell type. Judging from the drop rate announced by the official, the drop rate of the Regeneration Gu might be less than one in ten thousand. How could we be so lucky to run into it?]

[Old Smoker: That really doesn't sound like something you, Nan Batian, would say. Don't you never believe in luck?]

[Southern Sky Legacy Sword: I didn't believe in it yesterday. But just a moment ago, a shopping mall warehouse across the street from me caught fire, and it burned down an entire high-rise building with it. There is still the smell of smoke and ash in my room now.]

[Goutou Luo Name Stolen: Wow! Isn't that very dangerous?]

[Southern Sky Legacy Sword: It is very dangerous. With the strong wind today, if the fire brigade had arrived ten minutes later, the flying sparks might have spread to my building. It's under control now, but it still scared me into a cold sweat.]

[Goutou Luo Name Stolen: I think you should hurry up and move to another place.]

[Lü Daoren has joined the team!]