City of Chaos 46 (Two Updates in One)
After Bai Ya's death, the live broadcast room was hit by a wave of explosions.
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[When I type this question mark, it’s not me who has a problem, it’s you!]
[No way, even though Bai Ya is a minor supporting character with a small screen time, he helped A Sulin a lot before. It was Bai Ya who transferred Zi Zi over the night he was late!]
[Bai Ya was killed by the plot? It wasn't necessary, was it? I was thinking about this when Yulila died earlier. What the plot is doing...]
[When I watched the previous part, I thought there would be a turning point, but I didn’t expect it to be so.]
[Stop! It's actually pretty easy to understand, right? Bai Ya left like a gust of wind, and the plot was handled very well. The cub didn't know what happened, so he didn't feel bad at all.]
[I don't know, but we do! This collision of innocence and reality really breaks my defenses.]
[The last sentence made me dumbfounded. How can there be stars during the day? Of course there are no stars during the day, because he is gone...]
[Why do I feel like the livestream is just as scammy as the one next door? () Given this situation, won't the cub's dad die? And the cub, not knowing what death actually means, foolishly waits for his dad to come back (self-stabbing) (vomiting blood jpg.)]
I can accept Bai Ya's death (smiles kindly), after all, he's not an important character and has no emotional ties to Zi Zi. But if Zi Zi's father dies, hehe, just wait for your livestream to be destroyed. I'll definitely work tirelessly day and night to put you on the scam list. This is no joke (smiles kindly).
[Phase 1 Energy Collection Progress: 96.12%]
The system had no expression on its face: "..."
hehe.
Is this audience so unimaginative?
Please be bolder in your guesses.
What does this commander have to be afraid of? I have Mr. Lord God backing me up. Anyway, the money for the animation copyright has been received and even spent. Why should I be afraid of the head of the publicity department of the mentally stable hospital causing trouble?
Scam list?
Oh.
Its cub has suffered such a miserable fate, is it afraid of this?
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Nearly three months passed since the white crow turned into a star.
The crimson power of protection grew dimmer under the widening crack in the sky.
Stages were set up in many places in the chaotic city.
Under the extremely repressive fear, a joyful scene blooming in adversity was born. This ancient form of performance was created by the human race. Even though there are no more pure-blooded humans, this art has been passed down for thousands of years.
It was almost eliminated, but now it seems to have become the only form of entertainment in the city of chaos.
The cause was an old man from the White Feather Clan, while paying tribute to their departed Great Wizard and the various tribes who had sacrificed their lives for the disaster. Tears streamed down his face as he sang a piece of the play "I See Virtue in the World" on the street: "I laugh. This world is so desolate, there is no such thing as destiny. Only when I return do I realize that freedom is within me..."
"Lance in hand, crown unfallen, now, in red armor, I fight—"
"Fight that monster!"
"There are so many virtuous people in this world, why don't you count me as one of them~"
Perhaps it was because the lyrics were too passionate and too sad, that in a short period of time, they turned into a flame that ignited fear, burning all the timidity, as if a balloon that had been suppressed to the extreme suddenly exploded.
Especially the beautiful snake tribe, they couldn't sit still when they heard the lyrics. Oh, this can perfectly fit their Queen Yulila!
So the temporary residence of their ethnic group began to be built vigorously.
This gave the Mi tribe a big shock. After all, they hadn't used this thing much before the Chaos, but seeing that everyone in the tribe knew how to do it, but they didn't, wouldn't it make them look old-fashioned? How could this be possible?
Then the whole chaotic city began to sing "I See There Are Virtuous People in the World", with the sounds of gongs and drums everywhere. The guards on duty would hear one or two songs from time to time, and their daily boring and stressful life would be relieved a lot.
Although most of the stages were built in the middle and outer areas, and there were basically no stages in the central royal city, the popularity of this song spread directly to the royal city.
Ning Ren was so influenced by his family at the clan school that he even learned to sing a few lines. Like the other children, he would occasionally use a wooden stick as a spear and show off, "Spear in hand, the crown has never fallen, I am wearing red armor, fighting--"
"Ha! Death to monster!"
The crackling sound of wooden sticks continued for a long time before Ning Ren and his friends stopped and lay down exhausted.
"I really want to go to Zhongwei to have a look..."
Ning Ren: "A Ren wants to go too."
Momo: "How about sneaking out?"
Xixi: "Will they be discovered?"
The guards of the Central Royal City were all very concerned about the cubs, especially Ning Ren and the children around him.
"Don't we go to the supply station to help out every day after school? Today, we should split up and sneak out while no one is paying attention," Yuanyuan said with a look of longing. "No matter who manages to sneak out and sees it, we must come back and tell everyone carefully!"
Ning Ren wanted to go to the opera, but he wanted to see Cong Cong even more, so... then he would just be a disobedient child for today.
At worst, he would just take a look at Congcong and come back immediately!
They acted immediately and discussed their plan of sneaking away in detail.
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The city thanked ingjiao alone zheng sacrifice light column there is heavier.
According to the deduction of Chief Baiyu, it will take less than three days for the Sky Crack to satisfy its need for blood and energy, and then it will completely emerge from the Sky Crack and annex the Northern Territory.
This is their last and only chance.
Asulin's current condition looks very bad. He has been holding on for so long on his own, and he has no idea how many hidden injuries have accumulated in his body.
His lips were pale, and his voice was steady: "When the time comes to seal the Sky Crack, I can do my best to resist the pollution, but I won't be able to resist the evil spirits attacking from the sky. These evil spirits will definitely enter the City of Chaos."
In other words, the power of protection can only block pollution, but will have no defensive effect.
This is extremely bad news for most of the people of various ethnic groups and all the cubs in the City of Chaos who have no military support.
"I brought the sacred wood of the Red Horse Tribe. The sacred wood can also provide defense, but its defensive range is far less than that of the sacrificial light pillar. Moreover, the larger the sacred wood is, the weaker the defensive effect will be."
Only the sacrificial light pillar of the Mi tribe is actively maintained by the current leader, while the sacred objects of the other three tribes are more passive.
A Sulin: "If the eye completely emerges from the crack in the sky, and the sacred tree has to withstand this complete pressure for a day, how many people in the tribe can it protect?"
Total pressure...
Isa didn't know, but he invited the Holy Wood here and asked Chief Baiyu to deduce it.
The range given by the White Feather Clan leader was also very vague: "Twenty thousand to fifty thousand."
Jabaili: “Is the difference so big?”
The difference of 30,000 made Asulin fall into deep thought.
After a moment, he made up his mind: "Let Shengmu build the last barrier in the Central Royal City."
"As for the number of people who will enter the final barrier, we will divide them equally among the four tribes. Each tribe will select approximately 10,000 youngsters, young descendants, and some indispensable teachers and elders from the tribe..."
Jabaili, Isa, and Chief White Feather all listened quietly and silently.
This is the second screening for their ethnic group.
It was very fair. Asulin did not deduct the quota from their tribe just because they were now in their territory.
A Sulin: "As for the other unselected creatures in the Chaos City, and even the entire Northern Territory, whether they live or die, and how many can survive, depends on how quickly we can seal the Sky Crack in three days."
Yabai raised his head and smiled: "Okay."
Isa: "I'll give the order right away and try to get it done within two days."
Chief Baiyu: "Our tribe will not fall behind."
They looked at each other and nodded, both understanding what Asulin meant.
Three days later, as leaders of the tribe, they were destined to be here, to open the seal by sacrificing their lives, and with the help of the power of the sacrificial light column, seize the opportunity to seal the sky crack back.
Perhaps it would be possible to successfully seal the spell without sacrificing all their lives, or if only one leader sacrificed himself, but they did not dare to take the gamble. They could only try their best and use their own lives as a bargaining chip to win the war.
The White Crow sacrificed half of its lifespan initially, delaying the arrival of the Sky Crack. It sacrificed the remaining half of its lifespan, but wiped out the two Sky Crack clones.
They had no confidence that they could do better than the White Crow.
Too many lives have died in the Northern Territory.
The sacrificial light pillar has now become the center for issuing the highest orders. The sacred wood has been transported to the most central location of the royal city. Following the instructions of the leader, the elders of each tribe informed the tribe members of this matter and began a new round of screening.
Chief Baiyu asked Asulin, "From 20,000 to 50,000, you select according to the maximum number. What if you can only accommodate 20,000 in the end?"
A Sulin didn't answer him directly, but instead said, "I heard from Si Mao that there's a very famous play called 'I See a Sage in the World' that's been performed in the city recently. It was started by your Baiyu tribe. Haven't you gone to listen to it?"
Chief Baiyu shook his head: "No."
A Sulin: "Go and listen to it when you have time."
He shifted his gaze to the front of the sacrificial light column, and his eyes softened slightly.
The last time I brought A Ren here was in May and June. The pink daisy here was in its first batch and the quantity was very small. Now that the Lantern Festival is approaching, the pink daisy has bloomed for the second time and the pink waves of grass are already very spectacular.
When everything is over, ask Simao to bring A Ren here to take a look again.
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The news of the secondary screening spread quickly.
The surprising thing is that 90% of the people of all ethnic groups in the City of Chaos were not affected at all. They continued to do what they were supposed to do. Some of them even became more indulgent when they knew they would not be selected.
All the weapon shops in the city, big and small, were packed with people.
Hey! Have you heard that after three days, half of the protection of the sacrificial light pillar will disappear. It can no longer resist evil spirits, but it can still protect us from pollution!
"What? There's such a good thing!" A man drinking in the corner of the tavern threw his bowl and stood up. "If there's no pollution, why should I be afraid of anything?! I'm so depressed living in the city every day. Damn it!"
"God knows how itching it is to see those with spiritual powers killing enemies outside. It's a shame I haven't awakened, otherwise I would have killed them all!"
"Well, who says it's not true? Our leader has protected us for so long. Look at the other tribes that came to our chaotic city and got injured and sick. Their families were separated. We are stuck in the city, and the leader has to bear most of the dangers by himself!"
"It's time for the leader to take a break. Let's go!"
"Hey? Are you from the Mi tribe asking for trouble by saying things like that? We came here and didn't contribute anything, did we?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we're all family! I apologize!"
"There's nothing to apologize for. We were all born in the Northern Territory. Besides, your leader is this guy," the beautiful snake tribe member gave a thumbs-up. "My cub was born safely. Thank you for protecting him for so long."
Hey! Have you heard that there are only about 10,000 spots for each tribe in the second round of screening? Hurry up and do some favors and grab a spot to save your life!
"What are you fighting for?!" The dashing daughter glared. "The spots are all reserved for the kids. If anyone dares to have any bad ideas about this, don't blame me for being rude!"
"What kind of bastard said such a cowardly thing? Are you itching for trouble? Don't you have any children or old ladies or old men at home?"
"The elders are worried about the quota, but the conscience of those who play tricks has been eaten by Tianxiao, right?"
They are adult species that have seen the splendor of the Northern Territory. It is enough for them to survive these few days. They might as well buy a few more weapons in the next few days to show those damn evil spirits that they, who have no mental power, can still draw blood when they get angry and swing their swords.
When a common man is angry, blood will splatter within five steps.
In short, in addition to the crowds of people scrambling for weapons in the weapon shops, the opera performances on the stages built everywhere also became more exciting.
The tone of the lyrics not only does not express the fear of facing the threat of death, but also has a sense of fearlessness and passion in facing death without giving up.
Ning Ren slipped out under such circumstances.
He didn't know that he was about to enter the protection circle of the Holy Wood. He just felt that the supply station was much more chaotic than usual today. Now that his mental strength had recovered, he secretly used a few short teleportations to transfer himself out.
He is no longer the kid who couldn't control his mental power, ran around in the sky, and made his stinky dad laugh out loud. He has been upgraded!
The City of Chaos, just as its name suggests, maintains a kind of order in chaos.
Ning Ren found the blacksmith department with familiarity.
There is even a stage here.
There were many tribesmen watching the show, and the blacksmith shop, which was usually deserted at the door, was suddenly so lively.
Ning Ren jumped around anxiously behind, but he was too short and could not jump over the thigh height of other adult Mirisai.
Just as he was considering whether to use teleportation to move himself to the front, a surprised voice came from behind him: "...Aren?"
Ning Ren turned around and saw Ma Ti, then looked up and said in surprise: "Brother Isa!"
Isa's face is much more mature now, and the presence of those scars has invisibly added a lot of traces of time to him. He subconsciously turned his face to the side, not wanting the cub to see the scars on his face.
"Why are you here? It's a mess outside right now." Isa picked him up with one hand and moved him to a quiet place a little further away. He looked at the guilty expression on the cub's face and immediately understood. "Okay, so you sneaked out?"
"Shh!"
Ning Ren covered Isa's mouth and looked around cautiously. The little boy looked so mischievous that Isa couldn't help laughing.
"Oh, I'm here to see Congcong. We haven't seen each other for a long time."
"Huh?"
Ning Ren looked at the side of Isa's face curiously, "What is this?"
The smile on Isa's face faded a little, "Well..."
"Oh~ Ah Ren knows, you don't sleep every night, right?" Ning Ren frowned, "Aunt Wei said that staying up late will cause red pimples on your face."
"Your face is so red, you must have stayed up late!"
Isa: “…………”
He met the cub's determined gaze and fell silent.
He was really worrying too much about getting scared.
Ning Ren said earnestly: "Only boys who take good care of their skin will be liked by uncles and aunts!"
Isa was speechless: "Where did you learn all this nonsense?"
"You came here to find Congcong, but I actually came here to find you guys." He had originally planned to take a look from a distance. After all, these two friends who were too young for him had saved his life.
He will be offering sacrifice at the Pillar of Light in three days, so it would be nice to see them one last time.
But he didn't expect to see Ning Ren jumping around. He was worried and came out from the dark.
Isa held Ning Ren on his shoulder and pointed at the stage in front of him. "Look, see, Cong Cong is there."
Ning Ren looked carefully for a moment and finally recognized it.
"Wow!"
The play was nearing its end. The huge monster was stabbed several times and jumped up in anger, but was smashed to pieces by the combined efforts of heroes. Finally, it fell to the ground with a scream.
The audience below applauded.
Ning Ren recognized that the huge figure playing the monster was Cong Cong!
There was a burst of gongs and drums, the curtain slowly rose, and the audience below left one after another. Ning Ren could finally walk to the front of the stage with Isa.
Ning Ren jumped up and got into the curtain: "Cong Cong!"
Congcong was taking off his bulky monster clothes. He turned his head when he heard this, and surprise suddenly burst out in his dark eyes: "A Ren?"
He hurriedly ran towards Ning Ren, then suddenly remembered that there was a knife stuck in his body, so he braked in time before the tip of the prop knife touched Ning Ren.
"What brings you here?"
Ning Ren: "Not only me, but also Brother Isa - clang clang clang! Look!" He lifted a corner of the curtain, revealing Isa outside.
Congcong: “!!!”
Half an hour later.
The three of them sat on the edge of the stage at the entrance of the blacksmith's office. This was the second time they met after about two years.
Pink muhly grass has spread all over the chaotic city. Now it is winter and the Yuan Festival is approaching. Pink grass fluffs have automatically decorated the barren corners.
Isa: "The grass that's growing over there by the sacrificial light pillar is the second crop. The terrain there is vast, and the pink waves of grass are like the sea. It's really beautiful."
Ning Ren had never seen the sea, but that didn't stop him from imagining it.
"He must have seen everything, Daddy has been there all along. Brother Isa, Aren wants to see Daddy."
Isa was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered that three days later, Asulin would join them in forming the sealing seal.
He pursed his lips. "Your father is going to fight monsters with us... somewhere else for a long time. I'll tell him you wanted to see him."
"Okay," Ning Ren said, "I'll go find him anyway."
"Congcong, why are you acting like a monster?" Ning Ren looked at the silent Congcong, "Aren't you happy to see Brother Isa?"
Congcong held a piece of wood and looked at Isa. The little red bear had grown into a big red bear, and Minister Yinsu had taught it many things.
During this period, other ethnic groups came into the Central Area and brought various news.
Smart and smart, he understood the hidden meaning in what Isa said.
Among the three of them, only Ning Ren still maintains his original innocence and ignorance.
Its brothers and sisters will not come back, and A Ren’s father... the leader of this city, and Brother Isa will probably not come back either.
Cong Congming knew that he had absolutely no qualifications to enter the Central Royal City, and this side of the stage should be the last time the three of them would see each other.
Isa was slightly stunned.
He understood the sadness in Congcong's eyes.
Congcong: "Aren, the monster will come in three days, aren't you worried?"
Ning Ren waved his hands arrogantly: "What's there to worry about? Ah Ren will beat them away anyway." He made a martial arts start move, his eyes sparkling, "Ha hey!"
He is sandwiched between Congcong and Isa and is very small.
Congcong sighed: "Aren, you don't understand anything..."
The smile on Ning Ren's face turned into confusion. He slowly lowered his raised arms and legs, "What don't you understand, Ren? You can tell me."
The child vaguely sensed the low atmosphere between the three of them and tried hard to act funny to cheer everyone up, but it didn't seem to work.
"Look at this," Congcong took out the wooden board from his arms.
There are words on the wooden board.
Ning Ren read: "There's a little red bear named Congcong sleeping here..." He wondered, "Why write this on the board? Congcong, do you want to turn this board into your own little bed?"
After the second round of screening was ordered, almost everyone in the Chaos City had one of these wooden boards. These were the tombstones they had prepared for themselves.
Congcong: “No.”
"My brothers and sisters are taking so long to come. I want to use this board to find them. If one day you can't find me, don't worry. I have already reunited with my family."
Ning Ren studied it for a long time and found that it was just an ordinary piece of wood. He suddenly became a little angry.
Although he is easy to deceive, he is not ignorant. How could a piece of wood like this possibly allow Congcong to find his brothers and sisters?
The atmosphere is still weird. Did he say something wrong?
No!
Ning Ren scratched his head: "Is it because the monsters are coming and you guys need to leave here?" After saying that, he felt that he had been exposed and became anxious, "Please don't leave, A Ren can drive away the monsters."
He really can.
"Believe in A Ren."
Ning Ren glanced at Isa.
Isa also remained silent.
They all tried to invent lies to comfort their young friend, but death was already within reach.
A Ren is destined to be in the safest circle of protection.
He is protected, and his natural simplicity and innocence serve as a contrast to the bloody cruelty outside.
If he were not surrounded by friends and tribesmen who were well-intentioned towards him, this simplicity and naivety that seemed cruel before the disaster would probably be destroyed by countless species tortured by the approaching death out of jealousy and imbalance.
Isa smiled and said, "No, we believe you."
Congcong gave his friend a big hug and said, "Don't worry, it's just a possibility. When you can't find me, it means I'm going to look for my family."
Ning Ren suddenly curled his lips and broke free from Congcong's arms.
He was a little angry: "You are just trying to fool me." His tone was exactly the same as those tribesmen who said they would ask his father to come back to see him!
Just at this moment, the second elder of the clan found him, and heaved a sigh of relief while waving at Ning Ren, "Young Master, come back soon, or your grandmother will know and she will be angry."
Ning Ren jumped off the stage and walked towards the second elder without looking back.
"Once A Ren drives away the monster, you won't leave, right?" He was very determined. When he succeeded, he would make sure Cong Cong and Big Brother Isa expressed their admiration for him in person.
Ning Ren felt a little aggrieved.
He resisted the urge to look back.
This somewhat stubborn little red ball came alone and left alone.
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