"Huh? A speech?"
"What kind of strange selection criteria is this?"
This world has always been survival of the fittest, where the strong are respected. Everyone assud that the Human Emperor would most likely choose a strong and reputable person as the new Human Emperor. Unexpectedly, he chose a thod like a speech, which indeed leaves people puzzled!
"Human Emperor, can the person selected through this thod really be competent as the new Human Emperor?"
"Yes, if the person you select is weak, how could he possibly qualify for such an important position?"
In fact, for most people, being the Human Emperor holds little appeal. What they mostly care about are the treasures left behind by the human predecessors, and the position is just a ans to an end.
However, for many, the Human Emperor's decision is great news. Who can match the Titan King in strength? And in reputation, the two old fellows from the Pill Hall and the Hundred Refinent Empire are unmatched. Others have no chance at all.
But if they can do it through this way, there's hope. Isn't it just a war of words? They've lived so many years, surely they can pull off a decent speech?
"Alright, you can start now!" The Remnant Soul of the Human Emperor snapped his fingers, and the speed of ti around them slowed down a hundredfold. With so many people present, if each were to speak, it would take a long ti, and nobody wanted to waste too much ti here.
"I'll go first!" The master of the Pill Hall stepped out first.
The Pill Hall Master's na was Nolan, and his Alchemy skills were unmatched in the world. Relying on his own strength, he developed the Pill Hall into one of the most powerful forces globally, enjoying imnse prestige everywhere.
The role of an Alchemist is like that of a doctor. Who can ensure they won't get hurt in their lifeti?
"Ladies and gentlen, let break the ice and say a few words," Nolan stepped forward, and everyone quieted down.
"First of all, I'm not too ambitious about the position of Human Emperor, nor do I have much desire for these treasures."
"Boo!" Zhang nglong was the first to boo, having just been the fiercest in seizing treasures. Relying on his numbers, he even wanted to grab all the Alchemy-related treasures for himself. Now he began to act.
"Everyone heard the Human Emperor; the revival of the Demon Clan is imminent, and the world is in an unprecedented crisis. In tis like these, I believe everyone has the duty to shoulder the world's responsibilities!"
"Our Pill Hall's influence spans the globe, with branches in every country. We have an inherent advantage to unite all the world's strength, and for this, I, Nolan, am duty-bound!"
"Good! I support Master Nolan!"
"Master is the most suitable candidate!" Nolan's speech garnered much praise, though how much was truly sincere is unknown.
"With speech skills like that, even primary school students from our side could do better," Zhang nglong sneered, implying that anyone could outdo him in a speech contest easily.
Afterward, the master of the Hundred Refinent Empire began his speech. His content was much the sa as Master Nolan's, highlighting his widespread influence and strong appeal. He even boldly proclaid his willingness to forge weapons for humans for free to combat the Demon Clan, showing a slightly broader perspective.
Next, the Titan King began his sowhat awkward speech.
He started by describing his childhood experiences, instantly drawing others' perspectives into his world. Such a nostalgic narrative is powerful, whether in films or ani.
His core idea was simple: he would lead humanity to resist; he would stand on the front line, using his body to defend human dignity.
Soon, hundreds of people had completed their speeches. Those remaining weren't unmoved, but those who had spoken represented the most outstanding figures in various human domains. Going up now would be nothing but self-humiliation.
"Anyone else?" the Human Emperor questioned, "Currently, none of you seem fit!"
The Human Emperor's words stunned everyone. Out of so many speeches, not a single one satisfied him? What kind of successor is he looking for?
"Human Emperor, are we not good enough?" Even Nolan from the Pill Hall was thinking of persuading the Human Emperor.
"Yes," the Remnant Soul of the Human Emperor said unabashedly, "so of your speeches lack depth, so are filled with too much self-interest, but the most important thing is your limited perspective! You've only considered the Demon Clan's invasion. The responsibility of the Human Emperor is far beyond that!"
"If none of you have a more outstanding speech, then go back!"
"What? Go back?" Everyone looked at each other. After so much effort to get here, are they being told to leave? Even among the short ones, the Human Emperor isn't willing to pick the taller one?
They looked at the treasures with eyes full of unwillingness. No one wanted to leave those behind, but the Remnant Soul of the Human Emperor was too powerful. They would need the skill to take it by force!
"Human Emperor, let try!" Suddenly, a very young voice rang out from the crowd.
Drake stepped forward confidently, facing everyone.
"Him? Hahaha, are humans out of people? A little weakling like that?"
"Isn't he the son of the President of the Dark Magicians' Association? Does such an infamous organization dare to covet the title of Human Emperor? How delusional!"
"Dark magicians are like rats hated by everyone. Isn't he afraid we'll kill him right here?"
Many present had grudges against dark magicians. Seeing the princeling step up, they imdiately began to mock.
"I'm Drake, the son of your so-called notorious President of the Dark Magicians' Association. Birth is not a choice, but, like the Human Emperor, I have a heart that fights for humanity!"
"I have a dream that no one in the world has to suffer from hunger and war again!"
"I have a dream where there's no more discrimination in this world, where people of all races, nations, and powers can live in equality and harmony."
"I have a dream that humans no longer suffer any external threats, living worry-free in this world!"
...
Drake's words astonished everyone.
Everyone knew about the need to lead humanity against the Demon Clan but who thought about the struggling lower class victims of economic hardships? Who thought of those who suffer discrimination due to their identity and birth?
And such dreams belong to a dark magician, so often ridiculed!
"Why are you all stunned?" Zhang nglong promptly shouted, "Clap your hands!"
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