In the small auditorium on the fourth floor of the Sheraton Hotel, the birthday party was coming to an end. After cutting the cake and singing the birthday song, it was finally time for the highlight of the night, a Disney-themed dance party.
Everyone present could choose a set of clothes they liked and dress up as characters from Disney fairy tales. Eryue Weicheng's daughter chose Elsa from Frozen, and Eryue Weicheng dressed up as the old king who had passed away.
He watched his daughter and a little fat man dressed as Prince Aladdin dancing for the last dance of the party. Just then, his cell phone rang.
Eryue Weicheng frowned. Not only was he the president of Arc of Light, but he was also a director of two listed companies. He now had two mobile phones with three numbers. One was used to answer business calls and family calls, and the other was used to deal with guild and players.
Tonight, he had set his work phone to silent mode, so it was obviously the guild phone that was ringing.
He glanced at the Patek Philippe in his hand, and it was one o 'clock.
Was the war with the union over?
Eryue Weicheng was not in a hurry. After Elsa and Aladdin finished their dance, he stood up and took the lead in clapping. After that, the hotel staff began to clean up the stage, and at the same time, they moved out the PS4 and other entertainment facilities. At this point, the birthday party was basically over, and the rest of the time was free time. Those who wanted to continue playing could stay in the auditorium, and those who did not could go back to their rooms upstairs to sleep.
Eryue Weicheng walked to a corner with no one around and called the missed call again.
The one who answered the phone was Swordfish, one of the directors of Arc of Light. He sounded a little helpless, and as soon as he spoke, he said, "There's a problem."
"What problem? Have you caught the target?"
"There's a problem with tonight's operation," Swordfish said, "There's a very difficult guy hidden in the union."
"Huh?" Eryue Weicheng was a little surprised. The union was not small, but there were not many people who could be called masters. Arc of Light had also prepared for some of the more famous people. Logically speaking, there should not be any accidents. However, he was the president of Arc of Light and the director of two listed companies. He was used to solving problems that constantly arose, so he quickly calmed down and asked, "How troublesome is it?"
"In almost an hour, he has already killed five of our teams and taken away two C-grade items. Moreover, this guy has also infiltrated our OA. Our every move is under his control." Swordfish's voice was a little helpless. "In order to solve the trouble, the guild sent a special operations team for his characteristics, and all three of them are Shichibukai level."
The more common way for players to evaluate their combat power was based on the number of rounds they had completed in a dungeon. However, this method actually had a lot of flaws. First of all, players who could clear a dungeon by themselves were generally stronger than players of the same level who cleared the dungeon with a team of the same level. Due to the different development directions of team players, there were also players who specialized in combat and other areas. Even players of the same number of rounds would have a big difference in combat power.
So, Arc of Light simply imitated One Piece and came up with its own combat power rating system. In addition to Shichibukai, there were Captain-Class, Emperor class, and King class.
Although Shichibukai was at the bottom of this system, those who could enter this evaluation system could already be regarded as masters. Most of the so-called elite players in the guild could not even make it on this list. Less than a hundred out of the three thousand members were on the list, and only fourteen of them had reached the Captain-Class. Eryue Weicheng was the only one who had reached the King class. As for the Emperor class, to be honest, Eryue Weicheng did not know what the purpose of this rating system was other than comparing it with the original work. However, the anime nerds in the strategy department had always insisted on this point.
In their own words, the so-called Emperor class was a super master with the power to destroy the world.
However, as the guild leader, Eryue Weicheng felt that this statement was even more conclusive. They just wanted to match the original work.
Of course, although Arc of Light's strength rating system was much more reasonable than just looking at the number of rounds, it was not absolute.
The actual result of the battle also had to take into account environmental factors, whether the two sides could restrain each other, and so on. It did not mean that Shichibukai could not defeat a Captain-Class. For example, the people sent by Arc of Light this time were very targeted. They wanted to eliminate Zhang Heng's strongest sniping ability and then suppress him in melee combat. However, the result was obviously not as expected.
"A Captain-Class master?" Eryue Weicheng was also interested when he heard this. The first question he asked was whether it was possible to recruit them.
"The three people who were killed had a recruitment mission on them." Swordfish on the other end of the phone smiled bitterly. "But at that time, we thought that guy was also at the Shichibukai level. So, the recruitment process was probably not very polite. Should we recruit him again?"
Eryue Weicheng was noncommittal. The other party had already rejected the recruitment with his actions. If they tried again, he was afraid it would not work.
After a while, he said, "Let that woman go. She was the one who caused this, and she should be the one to end it."
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On the other hand, Zhang Heng finally entered the urban village.
After losing the information in the OA system, it was impossible for him to accurately attack Arc of Light's strategic deployment. So, he simply went straight to the battlefield.
This also made Lil Bing, who was commanding on the front line, feel like she was facing a formidable enemy.
The opponent's ferocious fighting style and terrifying combat effectiveness had been vividly reflected in the previous hour. During this time, she could hardly get any support from the headquarters. Otherwise, the battle would not have dragged on until now.
Three Shichibukai level masters were no match for the opponent, and her men were still fighting with the union. She could not spare anyone to deal with that guy. In fact, a quarter of an hour ago, she had already begun to consciously shrink the battle line. She also knew that she was now like a beetle in the soil, a firefly in the night. After the enemy lost the peripheral targets, they would definitely focus on her.
So now she was in a bad situation. She did not want to follow in the footsteps of the previous guys, so she had quietly retreated to a small hotel. However, as if to confirm her bad hunch, it did not take long for her to lose contact with the team in charge of guarding outside.
This was the rhythm of an imminent disaster. Lil Bing turned off the lights in the room, holding a pocket pistol in the bathroom of the guest room, with the muzzle pointing at the door.
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