"Do they need our strength?"

At this moment, everyone sitting in front of their computers or looking at their phones had a strange expression on their faces.

Clearly, they didn't quite understand what Wang Hao meant either.

What are they?

They're just a group of ordinary people!

Can they help Wang Hao?

Are you kidding me?

How much strength do they have?

Moreover, even if they were willing to help, how could they possibly do so?

What can they do given Wang Hao's current situation?

Sensing the doubts of the crowd, Wang Hao said calmly, "The Dragon Kingdom has never belonged to me, Wang Hao, alone."

This world is not one that only I, Wang Hao, need to protect!

I think everyone knows this!

As long as you still want to protect this world.

As long as you haven't given up on your feelings for this world.

As long as you... don't want your homeland to become hell.

Please... go to an open space and raise your hands!

Please silently repeat in your hearts, you...

I want to protect my homeland myself!

Please!

As he spoke, Wang Hao handed the phone directly to Zhao Gao, who was standing next to him, and told him to point it at him.

Wang Hao himself walked to the side and slowly raised his hands!

He wants to... gather everyone's energy!

He will use the very breath of all humanity to resist the coming of hell!

However, upon seeing this scene, Zhao Gao's lips twitched slightly.

He murmured to himself.

"Spirit Bomb?"

Wang Hao was taken aback by Zhao Gao's words.

This thing...it really does seem to be true!

He hadn't thought about it that way before, so he didn't feel there was anything wrong with it.

But now, after Zhao Gao said that, Wang Hao's lips twitched involuntarily.

This thing really is exactly the same as the Spirit Bomb from Dragon Ball!

2D...

His restless, adolescent delusions were about to flare up at this moment!

Moreover, and more importantly, at this moment, as Zhao Gao said this, countless viewers in front of their computers and mobile phones also realized what was going on.

yes!

No wonder what Wang Hao said sounded so familiar to them.

Isn't this exactly like Sun Wukong?

The only difference is that Wang Hao now is more like a combination of Goku and Mr. Satan from Dragon Ball!

He not only possesses the greatest strength, but also the highest prestige!

When he raised his voice, everyone was willing to believe him!

In an instant, smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

Countless teenagers were the first to rush out.

They raised their hands high, and a faint smile appeared on their lips.

This opportunity to save your home through your own efforts doesn't come around every day!

They certainly didn't want to miss such an opportunity!

In an instant, countless energies surged directly into Wang Hao's hands.

Sensing that energy, Wang Hao couldn't help but show a look of surprise on his face.

The power of so many young people is truly remarkable!

But... that's not enough!

These are far from enough to destroy Hell!

He needs the support of many more people!

For middle-aged people, for the elderly, and even for children...

To completely destroy Hell, not a single human being can back down!

Humanity must give it its all!

And at this moment, in countless ordinary families...

In families where people are in their thirties and already married.

Those who reach middle age, gradually let go of their original dreams, return to peace and family life, and after exchanging glances with their loved ones, see a smile in each other's eyes.

Those were their dreams, lost for who knows how many years.

Now... this dream has reappeared in their hearts once again.

It really is... a feeling that evokes nostalgia.

"Mengmeng, come here!" a middle-aged man suddenly called out to the distance.

A little girl holding a doll came out of the house, tilted her head and looked at the middle-aged man with a curious expression, "Daddy, is your name Mengmeng?"

The middle-aged man stepped forward, stroked Mengmeng's hair, and a faint smile appeared on his face. "Mengmeng, do you want to be a great hero, defeat the bad guys, and save the world?"

Five-year-old Mengmeng couldn't quite understand what the middle-aged man was saying.

Tilting her head and looking at the middle-aged man, Mengmeng asked curiously, "Is it... like Paw Patrol, like Pleasant Goat, like Ultraman?"

Yes, almost.

However, we are better than them.

Because you are going to save everyone in the whole world.

"Mengmeng, do you want to be a great hero like that?"

Mengmeng immediately nodded her head repeatedly, her eyes lighting up!

This would be too damaging to any child!

They simply couldn't refuse!

Looking at Mengmeng, the middle-aged man smiled and picked her up with one hand. "Come out with Daddy. Let's raise our hands, be heroes, and defeat the bad guys, okay?"

"Can I become a hero just by raising my hands?" Mengmeng was still a little confused.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment.

Beside him, his wife, Mengmeng's mother, slowly walked over, straightened Mengmeng's clothes, and smiled, "Yes, raising your hands makes you a hero."

At least... he's our family's little hero.

"Mengmeng, do you want to be Mommy's little hero?"

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