"So, our battlefield will be divided into two parts. The specific personnel division will act in real time based on the signals from the intranet.
“I will take advantage of the shift change at the government building to connect to the Doomsday City intranet and provide space for AI Yeya’s invasion.
"Grandpa, with your help in this plan, our chances of winning will increase from 40% to 70%. We need you to contact those people who have been deceived by the counterfeit, such as Xi, Anjie, and Anita. With their cooperation, and with the help of hacker Team Mu, I believe we will be able to overthrow the regime of Doomsday City."
Su Mingan shook his head.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the plan?" Noah was nervous.
Su Mingan raised his index finger: "100%."
Everyone was stunned for a while before they realized that Su Mingan was talking about the winning rate. As long as he was there, the plan would be 100% successful. This kind of confidence was very familiar to them.
"Okay, 100%." Noah nodded with a smile.
Su Mingan aroused people's fighting spirit with simple words, but he was not optimistic.
He could probably guess the identity of the fake city lord - it should be the god of fun. He guessed that the invasion deepened and the god's consciousness was embedded in the Actor bionic body, so it seamlessly switched to Su Mingan who had withdrawn from Kaiusta that year.
Su Mingan was under a lot of pressure to be an opponent of such a guy. His only advantage was the death rollback. He had to win this game and there was no room for retreat.
"Everyone." Su Mingan raised his head.
Hearing his voice, everyone looked at him in unison. They already knew that the man in front of them was the city lord who had led them in battle for forty years.
“I don’t think I need to say more about ideals and beliefs. The fact that you are standing here shows that you have the perseverance to overcome all difficulties.”
"I am very pleased that you have not been blinded by the cult of personality. I also promise here that I will never give up on any of you easily. There is no need to say a long speech. I will only officially announce to you..."
"After tomorrow."
"We will kill the thief who calls himself Aktor and liberate this long-suppressed city."
As soon as he finished speaking, people bowed their heads to him one by one. Some put their hands on their chests and bowed slightly. The armor and metal plates on their bodies shone brightly.
"Sir."
"I'm happy to help you."
People's expressions were solemn and dignified, all expressing their feelings of not wanting to lose him. Even though some people had just met him for the first time, they were able to trust him so quickly and without hesitation.
Few people knew that this young black-haired youth was only a 19-year-old soul. They regarded him as a person on the same level as Asa Akto.
Su Mingan could sense people's breathing. The source of light floated around him like snowflakes.
There seemed to be a vague calling in his soul, as if there was a dark fire burning in his chest.
…lead them.
…save them.
...Don’t let more people die, let civilization be passed on.
He finally realized that this strange empathy did not come from Actor's body, but from himself. He clearly didn't even know what happened in the century catastrophe.
"——There is new news!"
Suddenly there was an anxious voice at the door, and a flaxen-haired girl rushed in:
"Asa Akto is going to hold a dinner party in the inner city, and he specifically asked our new leader to attend!"
Everyone's faces changed drastically. Their dungeon borrowed Xiaobi's three-dimensional space technology and had never been discovered by Doomsday City. But the faker sent such an invitation, obviously he had discovered them.
"I can't go." Noah said immediately.
"No, this is a good opportunity." Su Mingan heard TE4's advance prompt. He must attend this dinner: "If I go directly to the core area, AI Yeya will be able to invade more smoothly. And... I am also the most suitable person to confront him."
After thinking for a while, everyone realized that if Su Mingan attended the dinner, as long as he did not die, it would be beneficial and harmless.
"It's always like this. I can't stop you." Noah showed a depressed expression: "It was the same in District 11, and it was the same in the City of God... and it's still the same now..."
"It's okay." Su Mingan patted his shoulder:
“There’s always something I have to do.”
There is a saying that people tend to feel warm when they are in extremely cold conditions.
Perhaps he mistook this fatal warmth for love of the world. But even if he knew it was an illusion and that nothing belonged to him, he could not turn back.
Human beings fight against fate throughout their lives, but are also carried forward by fate.
He has no regrets.
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