"I prefer to rely on my own strength," said Su Mingan.
The deity restrained his expression.
He stepped over Noel's body, and the body on the ground quickly disappeared. Su Mingan understood in his heart - as expected, the dead Noel was a fake.
"You have seen what the players call the 'Viewing Body' before." The spirit said, "I am sure you know that I can see destiny."
Su Mingan thought of the fate viewing room. The viewing room showed the futures of five players, and his own ending was death in the sky.
"I can observe everything in the world, and their movements will not exceed my vision. I can predict the outcome of most people, and there are rarely any deviations." The spirit said, "You can even call me 'Laplace's Demon'."
Su Mingan raised his eyebrows: "So?"
The spirit approached and whispered:
"you--"
"Are you interested in seeing your future after the World Game ends?"
…
"Make way! Make way!"
"Don't push! Damn it!"
The long-abandoned modern city welcomed millions of people tonight.
Television stations carrying cameras, first-line Dream Tour anchors and stars, diplomats from various countries, the army and guards maintaining order, the ancient martial arts families of the Yi family, the Lin family, the Liu family... The first tower opened at midnight tonight, attracting the attention of countless people.
When Su Luoluo arrived here, she was shocked by the huge crowd.
"Ms. Demon King, this must have gathered tens of thousands of Dream Patrol anchors." Her anchor friend 'Strawberry Meow Meow' grabbed her hand.
"Well, it's the first tower after all. With so many people coming, of course it's crowded." Su Luoluo said.
"It's Miss Demon King!"
"Ms. Demon King, I love your live broadcast so much!"
Even though Su Luoluo was wearing a mask, she was wearing the anchor badge that read "Please call me Miss Demon King." Fans immediately surrounded her and asked Su Luoluo for an autograph.
"Thank you, thank you..." Su Luoluo immediately gave her signature healing smile. She was already used to smiling and even carried two boxes of antidepressants with her.
At this time, a mechanical platform rose up, and Scripps, a member of the coalition government, stood on it.
"Everyone, the first tower will be opened in twenty minutes - at midnight on February 8th." Scripps held the microphone, and his loud voice spread throughout the venue:
"To be honest, the United Government doesn't know what's inside the first tower. Maybe it's countless treasures, or maybe it's Pandora's Box."
"But the oracle said: When the tower is opened, the Dream Patrol anchors had better be on site. So, we gathered the Dream Patrol anchors with more than 500,000 fans. Including the well-known Yi Zhongyu, Nuo Si, Bu Xiuwei, Yang Qiulu... Even the first Dream Patrol is on the way."
When they heard that the First Dream Patrolman would also be coming, the crowd immediately cheered. Scripps shouted several times before the crowd gradually quieted down.
His face was solemn. The influence of the First Dream Patrol Family was really too great.
He looked around and saw many people.
Xinyue and Li Yanghao from the Human Self-Rescue Alliance were resting with their eyes closed in a corner.
Li Yuxuan and Shangqing from the City Guardian Department were whispering about the topic of recovering history.
Bishop Nalfas and the Holy Son Bluebird of the Church, Queen Blanty of the Kingdom of Asante, Prince Misai of the Grand Duchy of José, Fanni of the Niyi Democratic Alliance... were also present.
The most extensive area is where the Dream Patrol anchors are located. Most of these Dream Patrol anchors are dressed in strange clothes, such as JK, Lolita, Hanfu, and cosplay clothes. Some even wear a large leather suit. This is in stark contrast to the solemn formal dress envoys from various countries.
Players also mingled among them, some even held up bright red banners and wrote in large letters in public: [If Su Mingan is not here tonight, the world will be in darkness forever], [It is easy to be defeated, but it is not easy to be defeated. When can you come to my palace, Su Mingan], [God, can you please come and give your grandfather a punch? If you don't come, you are a grandson] and other incomprehensible words.
When the black VIP car arrived at the scene, everyone began to cheer. People seemed to be caught in some kind of unconscious frenzy, chanting the name of the First Dream Patrolman.
"Su Ming'an! Su Ming'an! Su Ming'an!"
"The first dream patrol family! The first dream patrol family!"
The guards formed a circle to prevent the fanatical people from rushing in. A figure in a black robe walked out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth.
…
In the ruins, Su Lin walked forward holding an oil lamp.
"Young man! No trespassing into the ruins!" Su Lin turned a deaf ear to the loud warnings from the guards behind him.
"Young man... humph." Su Lin walked straight forward.
He saw a stone tablet with blurred words on it. There were some words written on it that looked like it was very old.
Su Lin whispered:
"This...is...a struggle...in which sovereignty will be lost..."
“Su…”
He wiped off the dust and continued to read the words on the stone tablet:
"Su...Ming...An."
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