[…Xia Sheng was a retired veteran who was known as the “God of War” during the war. For some reason, there is no record of him later. He seems to have two sons.]
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Su Mingan tried to match these descriptions with the eight people at the night meeting, but the information was too fragmented. In the end, he chose to give up.
He leaned back on the bed and closed his eyes briefly.
…
The sky is clear and the air is fresh.
Today, in the winter, the weather in the city of measurement is rare without rain or snow. The sky is clear and blue, without a single cloud. The sun shines through the dense green branches and leaves.
People were carrying large and small bags, with excited and nervous expressions on their faces.
[Kaiusta] is an alien space, the reason for its creation is unknown. Even if people don't win in the end, they can still gain a lot from it.
Once you win in [Kaiusta], anyone can directly move into the central city regardless of their personality level. Wealth, power, and the most precious and cutting-edge knowledge are at your fingertips, which is equivalent to ascending to heaven in one step.
The most important thing is something called "Source of Civilization" in Kaiusta. It is said that it can extend the "life of the world" and help the Measurement City last longer.
Some people fight to gain wealth, some fight to acquire knowledge, and of course, there are also people who have the intention of subversion and resistance.
The war group is gathering in a hotel.
"Doris, look, look!" Wells, a red-haired member of the regiment, held the soap in his hand and said, "Look, this thing is actually free! Staying in a hotel actually gives you so many things, this trip is really not in vain...ah!"
He was slapped hard on the head by Doris.
"Be serious, we are not here for vacation." Doris frowned, "The mortality rate in Kaiusta is always over 30%."
Wells grinned and touched his head: "I understand... But there are only a few winners. The chance of our group's turn is too small. It is unlikely that we will have the opportunity to enter the central city..."
Behind him, a long-haired man with gloomy eyes stared at him:
"The purpose of the regiment is to break into the central city. Do you want to ignore these blood feuds and become a parasite without dignity?"
Wells pursed his lips.
"——Kaiusta is ready to open. Please enter the venue in time. We will then conduct a unified teleportation. Friendly reminder, death in Kaiusta is real death. Any situation you encounter will cause 100% pain..."
On the streets, the loud sound of loud speakers spread throughout the core area.
In the crowded crowd, Luna, wearing a falconer cap, raised her head. She and her colleagues, Carl, Casey and others, led by Ming, who was promoted to the leader, headed to the venue.
She saw Yamada Machiichi in a red dress in the crowd, and next to him were the elite students of Constantine University, Dong Anan and Luo Cha.
She also saw the road following the regiment. He was a guest of the regiment, and was accompanied by people like Rimusheng, Qiuqiu, Windsor and others from the Remote Control Legion.
She saw Lu Shu, who actually carried two bags of roasted sweet potatoes. She didn't know whether he was going to feed them to Yamada or throw them on his head.
Finally, the noisy sounds around gradually died down, and only the sound of wheelchairs could be heard. People looked up at the deep blue sky without a single cloud.
The new morning brought the bright sunshine, which was warm and refreshing. Under the light, the city lord, wearing a black coat, looked down at the people gently.
——The city lord was sitting on a floating platform, looking down at his people.
Behind him was the dazzling dawn.
"——Welcome everyone to Kaiusta."
His voice spread throughout the core area through the microphone.
A homeless person from a marginalized area; a mercenary armed with weapons; an assembly line worker in orange clothes; an elite student who has just graduated from an ivory tower; or an elderly person with white hair supported by his family...
They all turned their gazes towards the city lord.
"...He always stands on a high place." A player's voice came from the crowd.
"Yes, the status is always so good, and the position is always so high."
"The entire city-state belongs to him. The resources we have worked so hard to seize are just within his reach in his eyes...his wheelchair, his assembled guns and cannons are more than what all our reserves combined can match."
"Shh, keep it down."
The buzzing sound like a mosquito gradually subsided.
Su Mingan looked at the crowds of people, who were like a black torrent surging in the streets and alleys.
When the clock strikes twelve noon, all contestants will be transported together.
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