If you can survive on your own, support yourself, hunt other species, earn your own chances of survival, and contribute resources for survival, then even if you are powerless, I will let you in.
The man's face turned deathly pale.
He stammered, his neck stiff with defiance, and retorted, "That's sophistry! How could we possibly be capable of hunting alien species and acquiring those resources? You...you're deliberately trying to kill us!"
The officer said coldly, "It's not that I want to kill you, it's that fate wants to kill you, and you've been eliminated."
"Also, just because you are unable to do it doesn't mean that no one can do it."
"impossible!"
The man had barely finished speaking when his words were refuted.
"Hey? Why is everyone gathered here?"
Some familiar male voices entered his ears, and Chang Le turned his head to look, then froze.
A heavily damaged armored vehicle was parked at the entrance, and a man in the passenger seat poked his head out.
His soft, brown, medium-length hair cascaded down, making his doe-like eyes appear even more gentle and warm. He looked to be no more than twenty years old, with a clean and gentle demeanor, like a noble young master raised in a peaceful and prosperous era, seemingly out of place in the cruel and chaotic environment.
Chang Le stared blankly at those eyes, at that face, her pupils trembling, her vision blurring.
This face, this voice...
"Don't be afraid, baby, nothing will go wrong."
It was the brown-haired man who was with Shen Fuguang in the video recording that Yan Guanshan recalled.
"Chang Le, who is eighteen years old, this is a gift for you."
—"On January 21, Fu Jiu presented a painting."
This face belongs to the man in the couple that Fu Jiu drew.
This person is...her father?
Evil God - Nine Directions Return?!
Chang Le's breathing became rapid.
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