After that, the green-haired girl hid aside and drew circles by herself. Fang Zheng didn't care and just picked up his personal terminal to start playing the game.

"What's wrong with her?"

Looking at the green-haired girl squatting in the corner, Asuna asked curiously, while Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders.

"What else can I do? I'm scared."

"Scared? But doesn't she want to die?"

"Pretentious."

Facing Asuna's question, Fang Zheng sneered.

"The immortal person wants to die because she can't die. It's said that things that cannot be obtained are the most precious, so she complains all day long. I can tell at a glance that she doesn't really want to die. If she really wants to die, it's very easy. She can just find a volcano and jump off. Everything will be over. Or she can take a spaceship and go bungee jumping towards the sun. She can't live even if she wants to. But she has to talk about wanting to die here - she is just being pretentious and has nothing better to do."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng pressed the button on the personal terminal in front of him and continued to play mushroom picking.

"All literary youths have this problem. They keep saying they lack love, they keep saying they are in pain, they keep saying they can't laugh... Just show them more stupid videos and everything will be fine."

“…”

Facing Fang Zheng's answer, the girls couldn't help but reveal somewhat embarrassed expressions, especially Black Cat... Well, she felt like she was pierced by thousands of arrows and couldn't get up anymore.

"Mr. Fang Zheng, someone is coming."

At this moment, Eriri suddenly showed a change of expression, and then spoke, while Fang Zheng nodded and gestured to Kuang San. Soon, the dark shadow swallowed up Kuang San and the green-haired girl who was squatting in the corner thinking about life, and the others put on their hoods again.

Soon, Fang Zheng saw the red-haired girl and several other people dressed like guerrillas walking over. Most of them looked quite alert and hesitant, and even after walking in, they kept looking around.

"Are you the only ones there?"

Fang Zheng roughly counted and found that there were less than ten people here, and he was immediately disappointed.

"Yes, there are only a few of us."

At this moment, after hearing Fang Zheng's words, one of the curly-haired men came out. He stood beside the red-haired girl and stared at Fang Zheng who was sitting on the pedestal in front of him.

"Who are you? What exactly do you want to do by contacting us?"

"I just have a few questions for you guys."

Fang Zheng changed his posture, then stood up and squinted his eyes at the man in front of him.

"What are you fighting for?"

"To rebel against Britannia, of course!"

Hearing this, the man clenched his fists and shouted.

"Don't you see? Those people in Britannia treat us like slaves and livestock! So we must resist the atrocities of Britannia!"

"Oh, and then?"

"...And then?"

Hearing Fang Zheng's indifferent question, the man suddenly got stuck.

"What then..."

"You said you wanted to resist the atrocities of Britannia, so what do you mean? What are the goals and objectives of your actions? What course of action do you intend to take? Once your goals are successful, what will you do next?"

“This…I…”

Facing Fang Zheng's question, the curly-haired man was dumbfounded and could not say a word, while the others did not know what to say for a moment. Seeing the whole scene, Fang Zheng smiled coldly, then turned around and looked at the girl beside him.

"Look, I told you before, they are just a bunch of overly enthusiastic people, they have no plans, no ideas, they basically just do whatever they want, as long as they can vent their anger. In this sense, it's not wrong for Britannia to call them terrorists."

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, a man wearing a headband behind the curly-haired man suddenly stood up angrily, staring at him with clenched fists.

"What do you know? We are fighting for our freedom and justice!"

"Don't talk to me about freedom and justice. It gives me a headache."

However, before he could finish his words, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to interrupt him.

"Freedom is a luxury, and justice is also a luxury. They belong to the guests dancing at banquets, not to the beggars hiding in the sewers. For you, even survival is a luxury, and you are still talking to me about freedom and justice? As for whether what you did is just... Black Cat."

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Black Cat leaped down and walked in front of them. Then he stretched out his hand and let them look at the little girl who was curled up in his arms and sleeping because she was tired of crying.

"she is……?"

"We rescued this little girl from the Britannian soldiers. The people in her gathering place were shot by the Britannian army as terrorists. If we hadn't arrived in time, this little girl would have become one of the corpses... See, this is the consequence of your so-called struggle for freedom and justice."

“It’s not our fault!”

Looking at the child with tears on his face, the man with the headband retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted and took a few steps back.

"It's those Britannians! It's them...!"

"It was you, your unplanned, foolish act of revenge that caused all this. If you hadn't done this foolish thing, they would still be alive. Of course, they might have lost their dignity, and might not be like human beings, but at least they would still be able to live in this world. But now, this little girl has lost her parents, friends, relatives, everything... This is the consequence of your so-called freedom and justice. As for who killed these people..."

Fang Zheng snapped his fingers, and then Asuna turned around and activated her personal terminal. Soon, a news screen appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.

Before the rebels could marvel at this miraculous technology, their attention was immediately drawn to the content. On the screen, a host was reporting with a serious expression.

"...According to information from the Britannian military, terrorists have released a poison gas bomb in Shinjuku. Many residents of District 11 have been harmed. The entire Shinjuku area has been placed under martial law, and the military is hunting down the terrorists..."

“This, this, this…”

Looking at the scene in front of them and listening to the broadcast, all the members of the resistance army, including the red-haired girl, were stunned.

"Look, this is the consequence of your so-called resistance. You didn't cause any harm to Britannia. On the contrary, because of your stupid actions, most of the people in the Shinjuku concentration camp were slaughtered, and all the blame was put on you. Britannia suppressed the terrorists, killed the residents of Shinjuku, and put the blame on you..."

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng's lips curled up slightly.

"Of course, sacrifice is inevitable, but tell me, what have you gained from this boring and meaningless so-called resistance?"

“…Damn it!”

The curly-haired man punched the concrete pillar next to him, and the others lowered their heads without saying a word. After a while, the red-haired girl raised her head and looked at Fang Zheng.

"So, why are you telling us this?"

"Just to test your abilities, my original idea was to cooperate with you, but now it seems that you are not worthy of cooperation, so..."

Having said this, Fang Zheng extended his hand to the people in front of him.

"Join us, or...get away."