Wait, something's not right.
It's not like you can only rely on yourself.
Li Qingyu stretched out his right hand and looked at the simple red rope tied to it.
I wonder... did General Hua starve to death...?
As I pondered, the countdown ended.
Li Qingyu's vision went black, and he instantly lost consciousness.
What Li Qingyu didn't know was that at the moment he disappeared, a white square virtual screen appeared in the sky above most cities on the entire planet Blue Star.
In some cities, there were even several.
...............
United Nations conference room.
The atmosphere at the scene was very somber.
"The situation is very serious this time." The Chinese representative looked around grimly. "In my Asian theater, there are more than three thousand virtual screens. Have you two come up with your statistics yet?"
"They're out. There are also over three thousand in the European theater." The Mao representative's expression was equally grim.
The US representative frowned. "Same. That means our three theaters combined have about 10,000 virtual screens, and this qualifying round requires 10,000 people?"
"Not necessarily..." The Chinese representative rubbed his temples. "Right now, all those screens are black, which means..."
"Teleportation is still in progress..."
"This time..." the Chinese representative sighed, "I wonder how many will come back alive..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the US representative vanished from his seat.
"Well...."
The representatives from various countries exchanged glances, remaining silent...
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