"Speech manuscript? You want me to write it?"
Zheng Shiduo pointed at his own nose, initially finding the matter a bit absurd, then feeling a sense of calmness with the thought, 'if it's Wang, it's not impossible'.
Lao Zheng hurriedly asked, "Is there anything I need to pay attention to? I haven't been this formal before."
"Just mock the Blade Beasts, mock them all you want, yes, in the tone of the Black Storm, try to stay close to the Black Storm persona. If you can't mimic it, then play to your own strengths."
"Got it, I'll give it a try."
Lao Zheng snapped his fingers and ran to a corner to start thinking about the composition.
The command center on the third floor of the fortress was setting up a podium for the speech.
Wang Jixuan glanced at the battle reports again.
Blade Beasts suffered heavy casualties;
But many human positions had already fallen, some war zones began to experience fortress collapses, and human casualties were rapidly increasing.
