Although it should be Beiwang's bedtime now, it doesn't matter. As long as a call is made, the other party will wake up even if he doesn't want to.
Sure enough, Beiwang had not slept yet.
"...Hello." A very sleepy voice sounded, and Beiwang's sleepy face appeared on the video screen.
"Did you receive the invitation email from the organizer?" Lu said.
"Oh." Bei Wang said, "Got it."
"It looks like an invitation to all top players? No, it could also be an email for players with special identities..." Lu pondered for a moment: "The Eighth World is almost over. Su Mingan should be able to return tonight. We need to start preparing for the Top Alliance."
"Oh." Beiwang said.
"...Okay, go back to sleep." Lu said.
With a "click", the call was disconnected.
Lu sighed, put on his coat, put on his mask, pushed the door open and walked out onto the street.
As soon as he came out, he heard a shout.
People with oil paint on their faces and holding wooden signs with blood words on them were shouting slogans as they passed by the houses.
"——Decision makers who disregard human ethics! What we want is fairness! We want fairness! No human life should be measured in value!!"
"——Hand over the resources that have been seized, give an explanation to the medical staff who have dedicated themselves for free, give us an explanation! They have betrayed our trust!"
"——They are trying to trick the masses into staying away from adventuring players and deliberately dividing the boundaries between players. What kind of 'union' are they?"
“…”
Onlookers stood in front of their houses, watching the group shouting injustice. They took photos, recorded videos, and lamented the group's behavior.
Such demonstrations have been going on for some time. Ever since the "resource priority rescue" principle was exposed, people have been like a powder keg that has been ignited.
Even though they didn't know the significance of such a march, they still shouted slogans, as if they thought such public opinion could turn the situation around.
——Perhaps this is the brilliance of higher-dimensional life.
Before they did anything, people started to fight among themselves, targeting the United Nations Group, which was at the forefront of spiritual rescue.
Some people claim that the top leaders of the United Group have gone crazy, and those players at the top of the world rankings have also gone crazy. Madness is the theme of human beings, and only by following this trend can they survive.
What the United Group wants is power and reputation, the smart ones want a glamorous life after the game is over, the powerful ones want the right to dominate and be free, but these people can't even get peace.
——The Confucians use literature to disrupt the law, and the knights use force to violate the ban.
These people are pessimistic about the future prospects.
Now all resources are prioritized to the players at the top of the list, and they have become ignored trash.
After the game is over, how can they survive with such a huge gap in strength? At that time, there will be no death and resurrection, and there will no longer be the rules of the main god world that prohibit attacking each other.
If they don't "fight" now while it's still fair, who will listen to their voices later?
They even suggested that the players’ secrets on the public leaderboard, such as their family background, things they care about, etc., should be disclosed to limit their bottom line as human beings.
For example, for the first player, we can persuade his mother and let her hold him back. For Noel, we can influence his New World Guild and let the New World Guild "influence" him. As for Mizushima Kawaseong, Lu Shu, Lin Yin and the like, we can start from the level of the family.
Although this statement is nonsense, it actually has the support of many people.
Herbert, who voluntarily abandoned his identity as a player, has lost the trust of some people.
Some people are worried that the remaining top players will suddenly abandon humanity and run away, regardless of everything, taking their progress with them.
It seems to be a good choice to put "shackles" on the players at the top of the list that they cannot break away from.
…
As night falls, the sky and the earth become increasingly hazy.
The bright colors of the volcanic eruption became the only light, and Su Lin floated in front of the light, with golden energy rolling like waves.
"I came to you for [energy]," he said.
"Get out of here!"
Su Mingan didn't waste any time and immediately issued a judgment.
In preparation for the battle these days, he has pushed his emotional value to the full 2000 points, and can judge him more than 30 times in a row.
Su Lin paused, but was not affected.
This was the first time Su Mingan saw someone who was not under control since he acquired the judgment skill.
He no longer held back and used up all of his more than a thousand emotional points. Like light pollution, more than thirty red lines flashed wildly on Su Lin's body in the air, like a broken traffic light.
"Hey, you're so rude..." Su Lin's voice floated down from the air, and the voice was still flat.
But his sword had completely stopped in the air and no longer fell.
"Walk!"
Su Mingan grabbed Siber and rushed into the castle.
Su Lin should be under control. More than thirty trials are no joke.
Yuan Shuangshuang's death date is today. He must be quick.
Siber watched Su Ming'an killing people along the way and rushed towards the laboratory.
The golden flame of the blade danced as it cut off people's heads. Wherever it passed, blood splattered and corpses fell in rows.
Unlike the kind-hearted Zhao Weidong and others, the researchers in the castle are a group of demons who intend to start a virus war. There is no need to have any psychological burden in killing them.
Blood exploded beside them, and the wind blew past Siberia's ears. She suddenly felt very refreshed. The feeling of running freely without any psychological burden made her feel extremely happy, as if all the burdens had been suddenly thrown off.
"quack--"
The pitch-black crows landed on the researcher's blood-stained body, making unpleasant mourning cries.
Su Mingan knocked down a researcher with a sword. Several gunshots were heard nearby, and several bullets fell to the ground with a "ding-ding-ding" sound.
This group of people had guns, but they couldn't break Su Mingan's defense at all.
He turned around and saw several researchers who were retreating in panic.
White tentacles grew out of Su Mingan's body, like a ferocious giant python, swallowing the researcher.
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