Chapter 264 Reunion

After Area N52 was completely wiped out of the Americas, this indiscriminate cleansing and annihilation operation did not cause any ripples in the Gospel of Heaven, and even the residents of the city itself said they didn't care.

Life goes on as usual.

In reality, they all just treat it as a few symbolic marketing moments in a happy life.

No matter who it is, resistance is absolutely useless, so just remain non-resistant. It's best to just let the board's bigwigs dictate what they want, please... we're all supported by those people, are you saying we can't eat shit and act like dogs?

Moreover, in the eyes of the residents, only those gang members should die. These people are wicked, committing all sorts of evil deeds, including arson, murder, rape, and rape. They should have died long ago, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to celebrate with champagne.

Even on public forums, there was a chorus of voices calling for action.

[Good riddance! Good riddance! Those scum living in the lowest rungs of society, if they hadn't committed crimes, why would the armed forces and police bother to wipe them out? They must have brought it on themselves.]

All I can say is that the Heavenly Gospel Group is already being kind to allow the people living in those areas to remain in the Americas. In reality, every single one of them should be dead by now. Aside from the entrepreneurs and businessmen without any industrial cooperation, the deaths of more trash are actually a good thing for our future.

【You're right, but Genshin Impact is a... well, they're all ungrateful wretches, their whole family should just die.】

But soon, such comments were drowned out by wave after wave of entertainment news released by the board of directors.

'What negative impact did the destruction of District N52 have on New York?' 'Heavenly Gospel announces a one-week postponement of this transplant surgery experiment' 'Hallucinogenic drug industry's stock price continues to rise' 'Czech film president retires' 'A new round of riots breaks out in District N23'... and finally, enough to capture everyone's attention—a new historical epic—'The Life of a King' makes its grand debut.

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70 Westminster Street, New York.

The plan to release a new movie was just a random idea the board came up with, simply to divert public attention—of course, they didn't care how enthusiastic the idiots below were about it. After sending out the notice, the group quickly sealed all the weapons recovered from N52 into the warehouse and upgraded the defense system to prevent any further data leaks.

The new wave was accompanied by countless business banquets—the emergence of rebels forced more and more eyes to be on the entire New York city, and the salon members of the board of directors were eager to catch someone to vent their anger on.

As time went by, they soon realized that the rebels seemed to have vanished into thin air—which was obviously impossible, because what awaited them was only an extremely deadly frenzy.

The banquet area was set up in this financial district, which gathers the super-rich. I don't know which idiot suggested it, but according to the setting of the new movie, they live in a high-tech era, so the venue has to be like an airborne fortress storing missiles—it has to be off the ground.

He Yu entered the enormous, somewhat eerie airship and was filled with admiration—when it comes to financial monopolies and playing the game of power dictatorship, it's you bastards from the adjudication department who are the real masters. Who knows how there are so many building materials available in this world, and the money spent on this airship is only the price of the board of directors rebuilding a temporary salon.

That does fit the movie's premise quite well—the world's owner resisted to the very end and stood at the pinnacle of humanity. He not only controlled the economies of all nations but also possessed various terrifying and extreme world-destroying weapons. The planning team clearly put a lot of effort into it—the scenes looked like they could surpass the current Eoubs by decades—which seems a bit exaggerated, since even the most advanced technology is useless against a forbidden object possessing divinity—anyway, that's how they filmed it. Perhaps the real Eoubs really does have a lot of hidden technologies.

Now, there is a group of loyal subjects who responded to the call of that "King," one after another, happily crowding onto this luxurious airship. They come from all over the world, not just the Americas, but all have received invitations to the banquet, and can be said to be considered by the board of directors to have access to top-secret files.

The journey was sunny and bright, with beautiful women strolling around on the cruise ship, and unlimited snacks and drinks. This time, it was clear that it wouldn't be like the last time, where only a group of men were fighting in the wilderness.

"Mr. Lin, you look just like an artist!"

"You look so familiar... I feel like I've seen you somewhere before?"

"I work at a bank, counting money every day. I'm a bit of an artist, haha. I came all the way from Asia to attend this banquet, and I'm very happy to see you all."

"I must say, you really look like an artist in that hat."

"Really? I'm almost embarrassed by your compliment."

He Yu had only walked a few minutes from the entrance when he saw three idiots holding champagne and exchanging compliments.

He Yu felt a pang of pain in his liver as he listened, categorizing them all as highly individualistic people, and thinking that he would kill all these idiots after seeing Li Lin later.

The further back you go in the airship, the more exquisite the surrounding decorations become, and the more expensive the furnishings. As a result, the composition of the guests becomes more diverse.

He walked along the passage for a long time. The place was like a castle, with oil paintings of excellent artistic merit hanging on both sides of the walls, and even explanatory signs.

In the center of several paintings was a "thoughtful" banner. He Yu stepped forward and examined it closely—it said that all distinguished guests were encouraged to wear their most formal attire, and that they had free time before the meeting, but would have to proceed to the hall in half an hour. As per the board's wishes, the airship would be hosting its grandest banquet in history tonight to welcome them.

The label also stated that the great Mr. Li Lin might be a little late due to too much official business, so he hoped that they would all have a good time first. Of course, sex and hallucinogenic drugs were provided in unlimited quantities, and he wished them a good night to enjoy life.

"Impressive move. If this person were to absorb all the souls and then establish a new forbidden entity to control society after arriving in the outside world, wouldn't the situation be similar?"

Pandora said this within the terminal communication.

"How about we discuss who we should kill first?" He Yu said, his gaze fixed on the paintings. "Who do you hate the most right now?"

Pandora thought for a moment.

"Those three idiots at the door discussing hats are brain-dead."

"That's such low-class taste."

"It reminds me of the Jerusalem theater show, which is no different from those incompetent hosts."

The people she mentioned are still lying in He Yu's alternate dimension; of course, they are dead beyond any doubt.

"Okay, then I'll kill them first."

Someone passing by him heard this and stared at him with wide eyes—the man looked familiar, as if they had seen him somewhere before.

He Yu smiled at him.

"No rush, it's more fun to kill them one by one."