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Chapter 401: War! The Letter To All Human Comrades!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The reality was actually worse than the hypothesis of the young researcher from the Dragon Flag Shelter!
Under the suppressant's effect, the abilities of the foreign races upon triggering the rebound were not as straightforward as a simple 150% increase.
At this moment, Su Mo finally knew why the Superpower Suppressant would suck out all the life force of the foreign races that had to special powers and turn them into dried corpses almost immediately.
The rebound effect was too great!
It was so great that it had enabled these foreign races, that were dregs of their clans and had had zero potential, to reach the pinnacles of the clans overnight. It was almost as if they had boarded a one-way ticket to the top.
As for the foreign races that had no special powers, they could not possibly withstand the requirements of the rebound!
Even if they were provided with sufficient energy in the early stages, their bodies would have a high possibility of crumbling under the pressure of the sheer amount of energy generated from the rebound.
On the other hand, those with special powers were able to channel and expend this energy, turning it into a stepping stone to enhance their powers to a level they could not even have begun to fathom previously!
Under such a twisted development of the circumstances, the danger that awaited the humans had already reached a terrifying level!
"Moore, stay here and observe these foreign races. Record down any changes and the times those changes occurred. Observe them meticulously and don't miss anything out!"
"Li Li, find out what level their powers were at before this. I need to know how much their powers have improved this time."
"Connie, go onto the foreign races' World Channel right now and spread the news that this Suppressant was actually the work of the foreign marine races. Let them take the blame!"
"It's not important whether they believe it or not, I just want to avoid having these foreign races band together and counter-attacking the humans the first chance they get!"
After giving out the tasks and orders to the crew of Hope One, Su Mo took large strides back to the captain's quarters and called Chen Shen.
Hope Village and Iron Rock Mountain were located within the shallower regions of the wasteland ocean and, even though it was difficult for the battles fought at the center of the ocean to affect the area around Iron Rock Mountain, the Underground was still there after all. After the call connected, Su Mo went into detail regarding how scary the upcoming catastrophe would be for the humans.
"Don't worry, Leader. Yesterday, we've already sent out the hunting team to clear out the foreign races that might be lurking within our surroundings. Since we hold the high ground, we should have no problem defending ourselves, it's just that…"
"It's fine, All you need to do is hold down the fort at Iron Rock Mountain and protect our base. That's good enough. Don't worry about me over here!"
As he looked at the thick layer of worry on Chen Shen's face, Su Mo pondered for a moment before instructing Chen Shen to gather the leadership team of Hope Village so that he could deliver a few thoughts.
In his speech, Su Mo brought up a few important points.
Firstly, since the village was located near the shallow regions of the wasteland ocean, if and when they discovered human survivors that had been washed ashore, they could provide them with a certain degree of assistance to ensure their survival. However, they should not jeopardize their own safety in order to rescue these survivors, and should remain vigilant toward these survivors to avoid being manipulated or taken advantage of.
Secondly, they should gather survivors with special talents and abilities, so that when they arrived at the New World, those people could play a large role in the development of their base. However, these people should be strictly filtered to avoid the infiltration of any enemies or spies.
Thirdly, no groups of humans should be allowed to go up the mountain!
These three main points outlined the basic rules that Hope Village had set in place during this ocean disaster.
After seeing everyone nod their heads to indicate that they had understood his words, Su Mo waved his hands and hung up without the slightest ounce of hesitation.
Rather than worrying about the villagers of Hope Village, he had to instead think about the humans that were on the wasteland ocean.
The circumstances of these humans would be thousands of times worse than those in the shallow regions!
In another six hours at most, when the first batch of foreign races realized that their powers were restored, and even enhanced to a certain level, the hunted would become the hunters, They would definitely seek revenge on the humans.
The war between humans and the foreign races would be completely ignited at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.
"It would be impossible to turn this situation around and minimize the loss of human life with ten, or even a hundred Hope Ones!"
"So… I… have to wait!"
"With so many ordinary foreign races vying with the Five Royal Clans for 'food', they might be able to hold themselves back in the beginning, but when more and more 'food' slips through their hands, they won't be able to sit still, and that is when our chance will appear!"
"When that time comes…"
As he walked down the stairs to the warehouse, he saw three completed R-3 ballistic missiles stored within the output storage area of the medium-sized machine tool. Su Mo's heart was calm and devoid of any expression of emotions!
Every large-scale war was destined to be full of sacrifice and desperation!
As for every living being that was involved with wars like these, each one of them would have their own…
Mission!
Soldier against soldier, general against general; to each their own as they carried out their duties!
As for the ordinary survivors, their enemies in this war would be the ordinary foreign races floating about on the ocean, who had suddenly received a boost in strength.
As for the larger fleets of the official shelters, their enemies would be the elite troops of the foreign races that were growing in number.
As for Su Mo, his enemies would be something these ordinary humans could never fathom…
The pseudo gods!
…
On the wasteland ocean, after an entire night of crashing waves, the sun still rose over the horizon on the eighth day of the third month of the Doomsday Calendar.
It was the sixth day of the tsunami disaster on the wasteland today.
No matter how much the creatures of the land and sea detested it, the wheel of time continued moving forward.
From six o'clock onwards, when a few of the human survivors discovered that some of the foreign races had gotten their powers back, the human official shelters took the chance to publish their notice.
After that, like the day before, the entire wasteland erupted into chaos once again.
However, this time, the leading large-scale official shelters like Dragon Flag, Polar Bear and Daybreaker Sword no longer kept their people in the dark, and communicated the situation to the leaders of each shelter.
They issued a collective notice on the World Channel!
No human that was on the ocean could escape this war. It was a battle related to the survival of the human race!
They had to fight these foreign races to their last breath, not only to survive, so that everyone had the chance to rebuild their homeland on this wasteland, but also to save the human race from the brink of extinction and to provide hope and a future for their children who had yet to arrive.
The large shelters had given each survivor a choice.
To escape? Or to fight?
It would be up to you!
From this "Letter To All Human Comrades", all the survivors were surprised to find that the countries that used to fight and bicker, like ice and fire, had all joined forces!
The names that had signed off on this notice were not those familiar names of each country, but rather something called "the HQ of the Alliance of Humanity's Future"!
"What's the point of escaping? F*ck, even the ocean is so huge, if we wanna escape, can we even avoid being chased by those b*stards at sea? Fight, let's fight! Even if I, Wang Jieze, had to die today, if I had to die out here, I would jump down and fight against those foreign races till the very last drop of my blood runs dry!"
"Oh, d*mn you, foreign races! Their actions will surely invoke the wrath of God!"
"I've been running away for so long. I'm so done with running! Where can we call home on this vicious wasteland? Even if we can escape from the hands of these foreign races, what would we do when we arrive at the New World? Won't they follow us there as well? Won't they want to fight to the death with us there as well? Why not fight now, so that we can see who will be the last one standing?!"
"What about Almighty Su? Where's our Almighty Su? Why hasn't Almighty Su come out and finished these foreign races off?"
"Su su su, is Almighty Su your father or your grandfather? All you do is howl here day and night! It's only been two months, and the ocean is so vast. Heck, the wasteland is even larger. He's human too, and not some God like you guys are making him out to be! Also, if you're the kind of trash who has no will to fight for your survival, and have given up on yourself, even the deities would treat saving you like a chore!"
"I'm not fighting. I wanna go home, I wanna go back to Earth. I don't wanna die, I really don't wanna die!"
"Why do humans have to fight with the foreign races? Why do we have to see who's the last one standing? Why can't we just coexist peacefully? In the face of disasters, why do living beings still foolishly fight against each other?!"
"You're already deathly afraid even before the war has started? I, Ren Chong, refuse to believe that these foreign races consume human flesh! Besides that, perhaps if we die we will go straight back to Earth, or be transported to the next game. I didn't believe in the existence of something like this game before, so who's to say there's no such thing as resurrection?"
"All these people saying they don't wanna fight are all f*cking funny since it's the foreign races who said that they wanna fight you. Do you get it? All of you who tried to outrun each other while slaughtering the foreign races yesterday, do you really think that things would just go exactly the way you want just because you want it?"
"Fight! Why won't we fight? We already have the foundation that we accumulated from yesterday, and all these foreign races have is slightly enhanced strength. Don't we possess our own advantages as well? We have raft ferries, and we have manpower! We'll bury them with sheer numbers!"
"..."
Since six-thirty, half an hour after the letter to the humans had been published, it was like the World Channel had exploded!
There were those who wanted to surrender, wanted peace, wanted to fight, wanted to escape, wanted to call upon Almighty Su, wanted to go back to Earth…
All types of comments started flooding the channel like a waterfall, causing the screen to scroll rapidly as it loaded new comments.
However, no matter how much these people struggled, after another hour and a half, when it was eight in the morning, more and more information regarding the foreign races striking back against humans poured into the World Channel.
Only a small group of people realized that…
Their huge population that they took pride in previously had now become the greatest hindrance to humans at this point in time!
You decided to surrender? Good, under the filtering mechanism of the game panel, all the comments you would see on the World Channel would be related to surrendering.
You decided to escape? That works as well. All you see would be discussions on how to escape, and how to avoid fighting at any cost!
If you decided to fight, all you would see would be people who had also decided in their hearts to fight the foreign races to their last breath.
In the curated chat channels that the game panel prepared for the humans, human beings could only see what they wanted to see, and could only stand for what they really believed in.
Within an hour and a half, there was no sense of unity among the different schools of thought, and no chance to form a united front.
However, for the foreign races who were their enemies, even though they might not be as numerous, only the clan leaders possessed shelter cores, and only they would be allowed to communicate through the game's chat channels.
This restriction used to be something that hindered the development and communication of the foreign races but, leading up to this war, it allowed them to easily form a united front.
The Golden Lion King was present among the foreign terrestrial races as a troublemaker, so even though the decision to go to war had been finalized, the terrestrial foreign races would still have to unanimously agree on who would attack first, how they would attack, and if they should wait for the Five Royal Clans to reveal the plans first…
On the other hand, there were also the vengeful foreign marine races, who came to a unified decision within 10 minutes of their powers returning, and decided to…
Attack the humans!
They had to attack the humans!
The weak and puny humans would be the best remedy to restore the strength of their clans that they had lost the day before, so they could only kill as many humans as they could to restore their strength of their clans to their previous levels before the foreign terrestrial races came to their senses.
It was the only way they could get the upper hand in the upcoming land versus sea war!
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Chapter 402: Foreign Races And Clans Surround In Attack As The Spark Burns Into Flames On The Wasteland!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
None of the historical war records on Earth had ever described a situation as intense as what was happening on the wasteland now.
This was a war that would involve more than seven billion creatures.
On a certain level, this was also the largest scale of war humans were going to fight on the wasteland ever, vying for supremacy against so many foreign races!
After this war, it did not matter who ended up victorious or defeated, the next war would never happen on such a jaw-dropping and terrifying scale.
It was eight o'clock in the morning, and the timing of the tsunami cycles today did not change, unlike a few days before, when it was delayed by half an hour. Instead, the tsunami cycle was maintained at one and a half hours, which would later be followed by a period of respite that would last one and a half hours.
Under such conditions, it allowed…
The foreign races and humans to "struggle" and "tussle" against each other during these periods of respite, as if they had all gone mad.
When the tsunami cycles rolled around, they retreated and watched each other like hawks, almost as if they had made an unspoken deal to recuperate their energy during these periods.
This situation repeated itself from eight o'clock, all the way till one o'clock in the afternoon.
When it was time to catch a breather once more, all the humans at sea sighed with great relief as they quickly climbed onto the decks of their ships to recuperate their energy while feeding on rations.
However, something unexpected happened. It was not until half an hour had passed that the humans from the deserter and surrender factions discovered through their chat channels that…
Some of their companions were missing!
Even with the game panel's filtering function, with their World Chat screens running at the usual speed, they were able to notice this!
This change got them thinking that those who had initially wanted to escape or surrender had changed their minds and joined the pro-war faction.
What they were not aware, was that...
"Shelter Leader Long, reporting the status of the current war, us humans are still considered tenacious and determined. After two rounds of combat, it looks like the current casualty rate has been maintained at about 13%!"
"As for the foreign races, their casualty rate has exceeded 4%!"
"If this trend continues and ends tonight, we will only incur an additional casualty rate of around 25% in enduring this period of ferocious attacks from the foreign races."
Individual strength was not worth mentioning in this war that involved billions of creatures.
Even those top-notch official shelters were like grains of corn scattered across the wide ocean. When combat commenced, they were buried under a sea of information.
The only thing they could do in their current situation was to collect data and plan for any unprecedented situation happening in the battlefield areas and to provide warnings to fleets nearby.
"13%... Which region suffered the largest loss?!" Long Anguo asked sharply as his face turned grim upon receiving the report from the statistician.
It did not look like a huge loss if one were to solely view this from a percentage standpoint. During the first two rounds of fierce combat, it could even be considered a pretty good percentage for humans to maintain.
However, if one were to look at the exact numbers, it would chill one's heart…
Five hundred and fifty million!
All it took was a mere two hours for over five hundred million humans to fall in this war.
It did not matter if those five hundred million people had planned to fight, desert, or even surrender, it did not change the fact that they had been sacrificed.
The next day, humans would continue to perish at the rate throughout the day. In the end, a total of 1.3 billion people would die in combat by the time the day ended.
This result was vastly different from the 45% predicted previously. In fact, it was close to half the predicted casualty rate.
However, Long Anguo could still not stop himself from trembling after he had asked his question.
"The region that suffered the biggest loss… is Battlefield Seven… The information sent over by Dawn Sword indicated that this region has too many foreign races that know magic. This caused close to 20% of their people to suffer injuries and casualties before even touching them. Moreover, they are extremely intelligent. They attack from afar without even attempting to go head-to-head against the fleet. With such guerilla warfare tactics being, there is not much Dawn Sword can do to them."
"Currently, Dawn Sword has made the necessary adjustments. They have chosen to split up their main unit in order to reduce casualties. It's estimated that the severity of the next two rounds of attacks will be decreased by 50% or more. As for killing the enemy… There isn't much hope. They require reinforcements from the other regions!"
In addition to the horrors of knowing the casualty numbers, the sudden burst of vigor from Long Anguo caused the reporting personnel to tremble slightly under the pressure.
Despite that, anyone who was able to stand here was someone who would be eminently capable back on Earth. After calming himself down, the reporting personnel immediately regained his composure.
"Reinforcements? Every battlefield area is hardly holding their own right now. Where are we supposed to find reinforcements for them?!"
"What about Battlefield Five? Don't Polar Bear and the others possess some firearms? How are they doing now?!"
The reporting personnel looked at the data. "Battlefield Five has much lower casualty rate compared to the rest of the battlefield areas, with a current rate of 6%, and the people brought there by Polar Bear and the others attracted a majority of the foreign races into this battlefield area, giving those situated at the outer perimeter a good chance to attack from the outside. Thanks to their combined efforts, during the second round of combat, the foreign races suffered a loss of close to 5%, which made a pretty serious dent."
"As they are situated at the center of all the battlefield areas, they should have been surrounded by the nearby battlefield areas. However, as there was a slaughter at Battlefield Three, it lessened the pressure on their shoulders significantly, and they managed to take advantage of that opportunity."
This time, it was Long Anguo's turn to be surprised. "What? A slaughter at Battlefield Three?"
The marine attack plan had Battlefield Five marked down as the most dangerous location on the ocean.
Without an official shelter with sufficient ability and strength there, it would have been very easy for foreign races from the five battlefield areas of 2, 3, 4, 6, and 7 to overrun Battlefield 5.
Moreover, Battlefield 3 did not have a major shelter stationed there, which meant that it posed the greatest threat to Battlefield 5.
Back then, Polar Bear Shelter had taken up this position because, even though they were not considered the strongest in terms of combat abilities, they were the most insane when it came to combat awareness.
No one had commented on this decision when it was being made, but everyone had felt worried about it.
However, given what was being reported currently, Long Anguo suddenly felt like what had transpired then had seemed like generations ago.
"That right, Shelter Leader Long, The casualties in Battlefield Three are lower than Battlefield Five, and probably even lower than Battlefield 11 and Battlefield 12 of the shallow regions. Their casualty rate is only around 2%, but their kill rate is the highest among all the battlefield areas at 6% thanks to their forceful attacks, which lightened the load of Battlefield Five immensely since they would not need to worry about the enemy attacking them from behind."
"Moreover, thanks to the advantageous position of Battlefield Three, the enemies from Battlefields Two and Six have headed over there instead, which has resulted in a rapid decrease of the casualty rates in both those battlefield areas!"
With that, the reporting personnel took out a thick pile of documents and picked out a few pieces of paper that recorded information on the war at Battlefield 3.
Long Anguo took them from the reporting personnel and quickly scanned it for about ten seconds before a familiar, yet strange name appeared in his mind.
"Good!"
"Very good!"
"I never expected Tundra Shelter to have such great capabilities. Send out the order for our people in Battlefields Two and Six to do everything they can to buy time for Battlefield Three by obstructing the reinforcements of the foreign races to give the shelter a fighting chance!"
He slammed his palms against the table in agitation and excitement. Long Anguo had initially almost a headache over the disappointing numbers.
Victory in wars were never determined by what could obviously be seen openly on the frontlines.
This was especially true when it involved the weak fighting the strong.
For the current humans, a miracle was needed to ignite a spark on the wasteland and gradually 'burn' ferociously all over the wasteland and the ocean.
Long Anguo, who had studied war and completely understood its workings, had developed an excellent sense for war. He knew that…
Battlefield Three possessed the potential to become that spark that would ignite the wasteland!
All they needed now was a stack of wood, or a perfect gust of…
East wind!
…
"Shelter Leader Lu, the foreign races have surrounded us. However, if we remain in this stalemate, it's equivalent to dying a slow death. Why not conduct an attack to break through right now?!"
"That's right, Shelter Leader Lu. We have heavy weaponry. Those foreign races won't be able to stop our attack. If we continue waiting, there will only be more and more of them. We have no reinforcements and waiting would only mean death for us!"
"Shelter Leader Lu, you're choosing to wait again, but this round of combat would end up meaningless if we wait!"
"Shelter Leader Lu, you've got to reconsider…"
Every ship captain was standing on the main deck of Tundra One as they took turns using the binoculars to observe the ongoing battles in the distance.
With the convenience of being able to chat within the game, they were able to stay in contact regardless of where they were, and were even able to quickly issue orders and conduct a series of attack, retreat, or surprise tactics.
As they were taking turns with the binoculars, nearly every captain voiced the same opinion of disagreement after seeing what was going on in those battles.
From their point of view, the foreign races had suffered two rounds of defeat. They were surrounded by the foreign races, but were not attacking because Lu Yongyi requested for everyone to bide their time. This seemed like an atrocious command.
The foreign races and clans had been resting and avoiding combat because they were waiting for their comrades to reinforce them, yet Lu Yongyi was doing the same and getting them to rest as well despite being surrounded.
This was like an elderly man consuming poison on his birthday because he could not wait to die!
With such heavy-duty weapons, and only a paltry fifty thousand foreign races surrounding the Tundra Fleet currently, there was no way the foreign races could stop the fleet if it attacked.
All they needed was one attack and the encirclement surrounding them would be destroyed.
Even though this move would most probably result in unnecessary casualties due to the differences in speeds between the large ships, small ships, and rafts, it was still better than being surrounded by the enemy!
However, as captain of the fleet, Lu Yongyi had suddenly become…
Enraged!
"Stop requesting me to issue the order to attack. You've had your rest, you've been fed well, and you're sitting safely on the ship while the war is ongoing. Can't you just take a look down there and see what our brothers-in-arms are doing?"
"Zhang Long, pick up the binoculars and take a good look. Just calculate how many members of our assault team and if anyone on the raft team will be able to survive?"
"Take another look and make your own calculations on what will happen if we go all out in an attack and the foreign races catch up to us? What price would we end up paying for such a victory?!"
The silent Zhang Long's expression changed when he heard those words. He quickly picked up the binoculars and swept his gaze across the battlefield.
This time, the look on his face instantly turned grimmer than before.
All of a sudden, he understood why the foreign races fought with such ferocity during the first round of combat, but held themselves back and only faked attacks during the second round of combat, making a big show of attacking when they did not do much in reality.
"If we were to rush headfirst and attack now, the large ships might certainly escape the encirclement, but half of the three hundred thousand people on the rafts would not be able to make it out alive."
"The most crucial aspect is that we would also end up breaking our formation and defensive perimeter we spent the entirety of yesterday planning."
"This is a tactic of the foreign races. They have us surrounded now. We will die if we rush and attack, but if we stay put, we will die a slow death as well. It's quite a vicious move!"
Those from the modern era who had experienced the information age would be able to understand war strategy to a certain degree even if they had not been on the battlefield themselves, as long as they had watched television and films for a few years.
Such intuition would sometimes allow those from the modern era to imitate those from the olden days by using the tactics of ancient and classic wars.
However, sometimes they wound up becoming overconfident in their own wisdom, and ended up making a terrible mistake they could not recover from.
This war between the humans and the foreign races was not some kind of game simulation. It was not the type of combat where one could view the numbers as mere statistics after orders were issued.
After the first round of ferocious attacks from the foreign races, followed by the second round of faked attacks and harassment, they still needed to defend themselves against the tsunami disaster, which was in its sixth day.
The raft warriors below had long exceeded the limits of their endurance.
It was only because of the God of the Ocean title that they were still able to get some rest for one and a half hours, which gave them sufficient energy to continue fighting against the foreign races.
However, if they were to conduct a counterattack right now, these people would end up losing their lives before even managing to cover a few miles, and their combat capabilities would be decreased by over 80%.
At that point, the foreign races would only need to fake attacks and wait for a little while longer, and the efforts of the Tundra Fleet to plan and maintain their formation and defensive perimeter would dissolve into nothingness in an instant.
The balance in Battlefield Three would be destroyed instantly and the situation would descend into panic and chaos.
If that had happened, the person commanding the battle would become an eternal sinner in humankind's history of war!
However, another problem arose!
"Shelter Leader Lu, if we don't attack, we'll be just waiting around for death. The foreign races only have fifty thousand men now. Once they have gathered two or three hundred thousand troops, it would be about the same number of people that we have."
"We won't be able to win in this situation unless we have unlimited ammunition. We'll all meet our deaths in the end!"
"As for reinforcements… Every battlefield area across the entire ocean is at war now. Where can we possibly get reinforcements from?!"
Everyone nodded when Liu Neng spoke up.
Strangely, Lu Yongyi did not say anything this time. Instead, there was a look of expectation on his face.
He first nodded, but later shook his head.
"If we continue waiting, it would be just as all of you have said, we would die a slow death…"
"Although, when did I ever mention that we had no reinforcements?"
???
When Lu Yongyi said this, everyone turned to look at one another with stunned and questioning expressions.
Would there still be reinforcements coming at this time?
That would be impossible.
Unless he was able to get Almighty Su here, there was no other person with the time or ability to reinforce others on this wasteland.
However, no one present was capable of getting Almighty Su here…
No one among the three hundred and fifty thousand people in the fleet would be worthy of reaching out to him…
The captains looked at everyone bustling about on the ship, and the fact that there were even many women in battle. They smiled bitterly and said nothing further.
Lu Yongyi, this hope that you are speaking of is quite difficult to swallow!
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Chapter 403: Operation Decapitation, Backstabbing From The Humans
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"Chan'er, go over and help them with the cooking. I'll deal with packing up all these materials. You shouldn't end up hurting yourself."
"Come on, Big Sis Shen, you just think I'm too slow, right? I'm someone with a Level Four title and am in pretty good shape!"
There were more than sixty women sitting on the second level of the ship's lower deck. They were hard at work 'dealing' with the materials in front of them.
Shen Ke stood at the forefront and shook her head while looking at Su Chan's clumsy yet determined actions. A caring look appeared on her face that held a trace of reprimand, but she did not say another word in the end.
Judging by the current situation, the firearms possessed by the Tundra Fleet may be powerful, but they lacked a continuous supply of ammunition.
The number of foreign races continued to increase and, in turn, the amount of ammunition decreased.
If this situation was prolonged, the time would come when the ammunition would be used up entirely.
At that time, the humans would need to rely on primitive weapons to fight off the foreign races on the ocean.
The current Tundra Fleet needed not only arrows and crossbow bolts, but also the fast-diminishing firearms ammunition.
Each additional round of ammunition was equivalent to possibly killing another enemy, which also meant that another human might be saved.
This was why they had made early preparations. Besides those assigned to combat and logistic duties, the rest had joined the team in charge of manufacturing ammo.
"If not for the ocean creatures being scared off, our Chan'er would have commanded shoals of fish to attack those foreign races."
"That's right, those foreign races have no idea what's good for them. How dare they attempt to lay hands on our fleet. With Shelter Leader Lu with us, succeeding is nothing but a pipe dream for them."
"The current condition of us humans is pretty bad according to the World Channel. Sigh…"
The other women performing the manufacturing work could not help but join the conversation once someone started it. They began to speak up about the situation.
War had now begun.
It was difficult for Huaxians, who had grown up in a peaceful environment, to imagine the cruelty of war before experiencing it themselves.
There was basically little room for other emotions besides fear when there was a war happening that involved all humans, with frequent casualties that numbered in the millions and even hundreds of millions.
"Do you think… Almighty Su will come to save us this time? Those foreign races are acting so arrogantly, it's possible that they have forgotten about…. Tsk, the terrible ending of that Dog God!"
"The ocean is too wide. How could Almighty Su come all the way here to save us? All we have is this one lousy life. Once we're dead, we're dead. We're not worthy to be saved by a great person like him."
"That's true. All I hope is for Almighty Su to be able to rebuild our homeland in the New World, so that my son will have somewhere to live when he comes over. That way, all my worries will be gone as a mother."
"I guess Almighty Su wouldn't even have time to settle his own matters in such a terrible environment. The power of us humans on this wasteland is too thinly spread."
"Big Sis Qin, you're worried about your son, but I'm worried about my daughter too. She's only five this year, what would she even be able to do when she comes over? She can't even walk properly!"
With Doomsday looming, it was very easy for everyone's emotions to turn pessimistic, to the point of becoming depressed, over a minor topic of conversation.
The warriors out there had been forced into battle. Under such intense circumstances, all depressing thoughts would be temporarily ignored.
However, every single one of the women on the ship's lower deck was filled with worry.
However, before Shen Ke was able to encourage everyone with some positive words, Su Chan, who was at the very front, lifted the unfinished crossbow arrow in her hand adorably to shout.
"Almighty… Almighty Su! He will definitely save us!"
The way she looked tickled everyone present with laughter.
The depressing atmosphere on the ship's lower deck immediately disappeared before it even had time to spread further.
However, before they finished laughing and could continue conversing, Tundra One suddenly shook and trembled. It was like an earthquake had struck the entire ship.
There was not even enough time for everyone to react!
Three strong, yet dull sounds could be heard in an instant, after which the lights of the entire ship suddenly dimmed!
Boom!
Boom!
Plop!
It felt like there had been an explosion beneath the ship. Tundra One had trembled and shook previously, but it now began to sway dramatically at an angle close to 50 degrees.
As the boat swayed, the women who were still clutching the materials did not have time to steady themselves and were flung toward the walls like gunny sacks.
At that moment, the smooth arrow shafts they were holding onto were no longer weapons used to shoot at the enemy. These shafts were now sickles of Death that took their lives away.
It took only an instant for a woman to be pierced through the neck by a shaft. Fresh, red blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing onto the top of every head nearby.
"Aaarrghh!"
"Aaargh!"
"Steady yourselves, don't panic! Grab hold of anything that you can and stabilize yourselves. Store every arrow shaft and any sharp weapons in your respective storage spaces!"
"Our ship is in a stable condition. Do not panic!"
As a leader, Shen Ke immediately stood up to shout as the darkened ship's interior suddenly descended into chaos while sounds of explosions boomed in the distance.
Right then, a second explosion rocked the ship. This time, it seemed much more serious than the last.
Tundra One was made out of wood and, this time, the ship's tilting angle exceeded 50 degrees, almost reaching 60 degrees. It seemed that the ship would almost flip over!
If not for the fact that Tundra One had received a rating of good-quality from the game, together with an additional special ability enhancing its stability, with Tundra One's recovery ability, it would not have been able to last!
"Take care of things here, I'll go out there to check on the situation…"
"Don't worry, I'll be here!"
Shen Ke quickly untied the rope secured around her body and took out a handgun from her storage space as she quietly spoke to Su Chan, who was next to her.
When she had gotten Su Chan's definite reply, Shen Ke disappeared from everyone's view into the darkness like an agile leopard out for a hunt.
…
"Secure yourselves! Do not panic! Don't waste any of your ammunition. Shoot only when you see the enemy!"
"Safeguard the guns in your hands and turn on the safety mechanisms. Don't hurt our own people by mistake!"
"Our ship is not capsizing. There are no leaks. I can see its attributes through the game panel. There is no need to worry, we will be able to get through this."
The ship's interior may have been dark, but to Shen Ke, who was familiar with the ship's layout, it was pretty easy to move from the lower deck to the main deck even if she was blindfolded.
She heard Lu Yongyi's voice shouting through the megaphone the moment she arrived at the stairs toward the main deck.
She immediately discovered the situation Tundra One was currently in the moment she arrived onto the main deck and observed her surroundings rapidly.
Tundra One had been ambushed!
Perhaps that was not the right term. To be more accurate… Tundra One had been "decapitated"!
The foreign races had discovered something after two large-scale attacks and several faked attacks in between.
Tundra One was the only ship that possessed extreme firepower and was the biggest obstacle and threat toward the foreign races during every attack!
When they realized that targeting the powerful Tundra One would decrease the fleet's combat strength by more than 80%, the foreign races began planning Operation Decapitation.
No one knew how they did it, but they managed to evade the human scouts patrolling underwater and secretly found their way underneath Tundra One to launch an attack.
"Shen Ke, bring some men underwater to have a look at how bad the damage is to our ship's underside!"
This was a private message from Lu Yongyi. It was clear that he had spotted Shen Ke scoping out the situation on the main deck.
Shen Ke quickly replied to his message and covered her head as she ran toward the rear of the ship. Along the way, she picked out three warriors and swam under the ship with weapons in their hands.
Unlike Hope One, the method of getting underwater from this ship was different. In order to keep it sealed, any ship of the line from the wasteland had to rely on rope ladders propped up against the surface of the ship's hull.
Grabbing onto these rope ladders would hasten the process of going underwater and also getting back onto the ship. Moreover, the safety factor was quite high.
Without delay, all four of them slipped into the water within two to three minutes.
Shen Ke could not help but inhale a sharp breath of cold air sharply the moment she touched the surface of the water.
There was now a hole the size of a car from the civilized era right in the middle of the Tundra One's underside. Moreover, there were still pieces of wood floating about in the ocean around them.
As the second person with a Rank 4 title on Tundra One, Shen Ke immediately unlocked her underwater breathing authority and rushed over with all her might.
When she arrived at the hole, she gave it a closer inspection before finally sighing with great relief. She turned toward the three warriors behind her, who were still swimming with all their might and signaled to them with gestures.
The signal meant that there were no problems and the hole only required some repairing.
The safety levels of human ships had undeniably achieved a breakthrough since the invention of watertight compartments.
The infamous Titanic was an example.
Known to be "unsinkable", the Titanic had 16 watertight compartments. Even if 4 of those watertight compartments were filled with water, it would not sink.
As for Tundra One right now, due to its additional special ability from the game, it would not sink either as long as they could guarantee the integrity of 4 of the 13 watertight compartments!
This attack had damaged about half of the watertight compartments, which meant that Tundra One could still hold out!
[Shen Ke: Leader Lu, half of the compartments at the bottom of the ship are damaged. I need half an hour to make the necessary repairs. It's important that the foreign races don't attack during this period, or our ship might be in danger of sinking. Also, I suspect that this attack is the result of humans and the foreign races conspiring with each other. I detected traces of explosives in the damaged areas.]
Shen Ke quickly turned off the chat function of her game panel and began taking out the tools and materials required to repair the hole from her storage space.
In that instant, her gaze suddenly swept across a warrior in the distance who seemed to be acting strangely.
As the person in charge of maintaining contact with the outside world as well as the internal affairs on the ship, Shen Ke was confident that she knew every warrior, but she found this particular warrior unfamiliar.
The next thing she knew, that warrior turned around and, when their eyes met, Shen Ke confirmed her suspicions.
Something was wrong with this person!
The next second, the warrior seemed to realize that Shen Ke had seen through his disguise. The "warrior" made a split-second decision and immediately began to escape.
However, the poor fellow would never have guessed how terrifying the advantages of having a Rank 4 title would be underwater!
One person needed to surface for air while swimming, while the other was able to breathe underwater. It took less than twenty seconds before the distance between both parties narrowed to a mere three meters.
Using her speed advantage, Shen Ke immediately took out a saber from her storage space without hesitation and aimed it at the leg of the person trying to escape in front of her.
Slash!
This swing of the saber contained Shen Ke's rage. Even underwater, that swing caused an injury deep enough for one to see the bones beneath the flesh.
However, before Shen Ke could lunge and capture him, blurry noises transmitted through the ocean water could be heard.
The voices were very weak, so weak that only someone with a Rank 4 title was able to hear them.
Shen Ke's heart thumped wildly at that moment.
The cunning foreign races had actually taken the opportunity…
To launch a major attack!
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Chapter 404: Impasse, Lies
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Anyone who underestimated the enemy would suffer an extremely tragic price in a war.
Lu Yongyi knew this clearly from the beginning.
However, the others…
The raft warriors, captains of the sand ships, and even the captains of a few large ships only learned this lesson after suffering multiple casualties today.
"How many people have died…"
Sitting on the deck of Tundra One, which had been smeared red with blood, Lu Yongyi clutched the bleeding wound on his shoulder; his eyes remained sharp while looking at the corpses of foreign races all around him.
At this moment, he thought of his old friend… Qiu Xinghuo.
He even wondered if the fleet would have encountered today's dilemma at all, had Xinghuo still been alive.
"Shelter Leader Lu, our… battle casualties… are over 50%..."
"Data… The data is still being calculated…"
"There are still 7 large ships, 18 small ships, and 22 more… raft ferries!"
Zhang Long, who was slumped on the ground beside him, also had blood all over his body. In addition to that, there was also an extremely terrifying hole covered with blood on his leg.
If they did not use some game items to stop the bleeding, given his current injury, he would already be on the verge of death and would be in no condition to report the battle's statistical data.
The numbers and figures that emerged from his mouth were shocking!
The fact that the battle casualties exceeded 50% meant that 200 thousand of the initial 400 thousand people in the Tundra fleet had been buried at sea forever from just this battle alone.
Moreover, they had 15 large ships previously, but now that number had been halved as 8 of them had been sunk in battle.
The situation for the small ships was even more tragic. Nearly 40 ships sank in this battle, resulting in an unprecedented loss of lives.
As for the raft ferries, since the foreign races were not targeting them initially, they were the ones with the highest number of survivors from the battle.
"How much ammunition do we have…"
The issue of ammunition was taboo for Lu Yongyi previously, and he would not have let everyone know the specific details.
At this moment, he also seemed to have thought things through and turned around to ask the guard behind him.
Unfortunately, the voice that would reply immediately in the past did not and could not respond to him.
Today, his questions went unanswered.
Lu Yongyi turned his head and, the next second, he closed his eyes in sorrow.
He did not cry when he was slashed twice by the foreign races, nor did he cry when he was stabbed in the shoulder by the foreign races. He had not cried even though his body was riddled with wounds.
Yet, for some reason, at this moment, on his ashen dark face that was covered in bloodstains, two lines of invisible and clear tears flowed down, taking with them some of the ash and grime.
Behind him was a man.
A man with wounds all over his body who looked as if he had been bathed in blood.
When he died, he propped his body upright with his weapon.
When he died, he stared straight ahead with his eyes widened in a ferocious glare.
When he died, he refused to use his final bullets on himself to end the pain.
He was bleeding profusely while he was alive and he died in pain.
Sensing Lu Yongyi's grief that came from deep within, all the survivors on the deck of Tundra One did not make a sound.
They were all "lonely beasts" sitting on the deck, smelling of gunpowder.
They roared and licked their "wounds".
Like the soldiers on Earth who suffered from PTSD after they participated in the war, they were the "losers" in this battle.
However, there were always exceptions.
Suddenly, a series of crisp voices were heard from behind Lu Yongyi.
"We're out of bullets for the machine guns. There are still 1800 rounds remaining for?the rifles, and the pistols have… 9,300 rounds remaining."
"14 packs of explosives. Four 3kg packs, two 5kg packs, and one 10kg pack. The remaining seven are all 1kg packs."
"We have 6200 crossbow arrows, 3910 bows, 300 spears, 120 blades, and 220 pikes."
"As for people, we have 322!"
Compared with the crackling sound of burning wood, and the screams from under the ship, these voices were like gushing springwater that instantly poured into everyone's dried-up hearts.
The next second, all those who were injured but still able to support themselves turned their heads in astonishment and looked at the source of the voices.
In their line of sight…
The main deck hatch cover, which had been crushed by the collapsed wood, suddenly opened.
At first, an arm pushed up a small gap, but then, more than a dozen arms emerged from the gap and pushed up the hatch cover.
Then, five spears appeared between the gap.
Using the principle of leverage, the wooden mast that had been pressing down against the hatch cover was shifted very slowly.
However, as time passed, their combined efforts allowed them to pry open the hatch, revealing a gap that was large enough for one person to pass through.
From this gap, a youthful face that was full of tenacity emerged.
Her steps were firm, and she was holding a steel blade that looked out of place with her appearance. Although the smell on the main deck was acrid and pungent, she still walked out as if she had not smelled it.
Then, from behind her, familiar figures walked out one after another.
In less than a minute, it was as if those on the main deck had been granted a second wind!
All the crew members who had not been able to get out immediately, due to the sudden start of the battle, came up from the cabin armed with various weapons the moment the fleet was on the verge of life and death.
It did not matter that there was still fear on their faces and in their eyes.
At this moment, it was already good enough that they could stand here.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Lu Yongyi shouted "good" thrice with a hint of grief and sorrow in his voice.
"I hereby announce the establishment of Tundra One's emergency response teams. The captain is Kong Yangyu and the deputy captains are Yang Chan and Dang Qi!"
"Captain Kong Yangyu will lead the first team to the other ships to search for and rescue the remaining survivors, restore our contact with the raft team, and rearrange our defensive lines!"
"Deputy captain Yang Chan will lead the second team and spare no efforts in treating the wounded!"
"Deputy captain Dang Qi will lead the third team and head to the bottom of the ship with materials to repair the damage done to our ship. No matter what, Tundra One cannot be allowed to sink!"
"Roger that!"
After the 300 people were divided into 3 teams in an orderly manner, the division of labor began.
Lu Yongyi also did not pedantically refuse the rescue team's decision to treat him first.
He glanced at the time. It was 6.08 pm in the evening.
There were only about six hours remaining before the arrival of the "strongest" reinforcements on the wasteland!
He knew that, before he collapsed, there was still hope for this fleet and they could still survive until the arrival of the long-awaited reinforcements.
However, the thing he wanted to know most was whether those d*mned foreign races would dare to surface here again and perish together with the humans in a life and death battle!
…
"Hello, is there anyone alive here? Make some noise and we'll save you!"
"I'm here! There are more than 100 people on the ship and we're stuck. Help us!"
"Be careful and wait for us!"
Every large ship could accommodate about 500 people. Even if it started to sink, a good number of those people would be able to survive temporarily thanks to the internal structure of the ship.
Within half an hour, the number of search and rescue teams increased, reaching a total of 1500 people.
As the number of people increased, the efficiency of the search and rescue operation also improved significantly.
Before the next wave of the tsunami disaster, the search and rescue operation finally covered all the large ships and over half of the small ships.
As for the rest, everyone did not give up hope. While they were preparing defensive measures to resist the tsunami disaster, they continued to plug the gaps in the hull with all their might.
During this process, the raft warriors were not idle. They gathered up the treasure chests that had fallen into the sea to strengthen their strength and calculated the statistics of the previous battle.
The Tundra fleet, which had a population of 398 thousand people previously, only had 167 thousand people remaining. 231 thousand of them had fallen in battle.
If these numbers were converted into percentage values, the casualty rate of the fleet this time was…
57%!
At 6 pm on the wasteland, with the average casualty rate of 21.3% elsewhere, this casualty rate was terrifying and was enough to make those in the know despair.
However, fortunately, the foreign races attacking the Tundra fleet also suffered heavy casualties.
In this battle, the foreign races had sacrificed 60 thousand lives!
Originally, they secretly gathered an army of 100 thousand, yet when the battle was over, the casualty rate of the foreign races was even more terrifying than that of the humans, exceeding 60%.
This number dented the morale of the foreign races, and also bought more time for the humans.
At least for now, the humans could still use the one and a half hours before the next tsunami arrived to quickly organize the establishment of their defensive perimeter.
…
"Who sent you?"
"Ying Tian-... Ah!"
Wasteland time 7.42 pm, 18 minutes before the next tsunami arrived.
All the wounded on Tundra One had been treated. Thanks to the use of some magical medicine from the game, the humans who were on the brink of death all managed to survive.
There was chaos on the lower decks as there was no time to reorganize and repair them.
Therefore, during this period everyone could only stay on the main deck, which was where they witnessed this bloody interrogation scene.
One of the spy's hands was cut off and blood gushed out.
"I'm asking who sent you here!"
"Old Dog Ying! Old Dog Ying sent me here. He completely surrendered to the foreign races and is now on the foreign races' side."
"How many of you are there…"
"325 people!"
"Why did you guys attack Tundra One?"
"Because… Old Dog Ying reached an agreement with the foreign races. If he helped the foreign races to achieve a breakthrough on the Tundra fleet's battlefield, the foreign races would… give him Tundra One, including everyone on Tundra One!"
After answering the questions, the man whose hand was chopped off was as obedient as a chicken; he did not dare to do anything rash anymore.
He told them how Ying Tianlong colluded with the foreign races and how he helped make plans for the foreign races.
This man told them everything in great detail. There were a lot of details and it became evident that he was one of the main perpetrators from Ying Tianlong's organization.
"Should we throw him overboard?"
"Sure!"
After a long while, seeing that the man had gradually fallen unconscious due to the continuous bleeding, two soldiers stepped forward and threw him off the bow of the ship.
It would only dirty their hands to kill this kind of person.
His final destination was to be buried at sea, becoming the eternal companion of those 230 thousand dead souls!
"Get ready to fight. There are still four hours left until the clock strikes midnight, and there are only the last 40 thousand foreign races remaining. We still have 170 thousand people, so even if we have to fight with our lives, we can't and won't lose to them."
"If we can survive these four hours, we will successfully hold on until our reinforcements arrive. When that time comes, we will no longer have to fight."
"Zhang Long and Liu Neng, each of you will lead 20 thousand people. The others will lead 10 thousand people each, and I will lead the rest!"
"We have to resist two more rounds of the tsunami disaster. No matter what, we must succeed in resisting these two rounds!"
Looking at the bitter smile on the faces of the people below, Lu Yongyi did not speak further. He nodded and turned around to walk into the temporary command room on the deck behind him.
He lied.
Everyone on deck who received the orders also knew that he had lied.
However, in the hearts of the captains, what they thought was the so-called reinforcements mentioned by Shelter Leader Lu did not exist; that he only told this white lie to give everyone something to strive for.
However, at this moment, they were willing to succumb to this lie and were not willing to refute it.
They knew that they needed this lie in order to continue moving forward.
However, what they did not know was that the real lie was…
The board hanging on the wall of the temporary command room…
The board that was peppered with many red dots rapidly appearing on the edge and gathering toward the red cloud at the center at an unbelievable speed.
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Chapter 405: The Forecast Line! A Sudden Update to the Game!
Facts had proved that the 'game' that brought humans to this wasteland to experience various natural disasters was indeed a beast.
More and more human beings chose not to believe this beast, and choosing to stay away from it was indeed the most correct choice!
"Player Su Mo, it has been detected that the number of deaths of creatures in the wasteland has exceeded the forecast line. The game is being upgraded. Please be patient.
"During the upgrade process, all game functions will be disabled except for storage space and access to Regional Channels.
"The current upgrade progress is at 0.01% and the estimated upgrade time is 4 hours and 59 minutes!"
Su Mo was stunned as he looked at the bullets quickly spitting out at the output of the machine tool and the sudden upgrade prompt that popped up on the game panel that was still accessible just now.
He was about to withdraw bullets for a trade, but in an instant, his fists on his sides hardened.
The first game upgrade happened because it detected the human death baseline that broke through its forecast during the novice disaster. Hence, it carried out the 1.0 version upgrade.
The second game upgrade happened because there were too many surviving humans, and the strength of these humans was several times better than the forecast, so it upgraded to the 2.0 version, which was the ocean version.
However, this time, after a day's battle, with the human beings suffering more than 20% of the battle losses, the game abruptly started the third upgrade!
Judging from the current situation, both humans and foreign races would lose their means of contacting the outside world after the upgrade started.
Every sea area and every battlefield area had truly become an 'isolated island' on the ocean!
Some people speculated that this was the game giving humans and foreign races a fair chance to compete, that was why it was eliminating the possibility of the other party calling in foreign aid.
Some people also speculated that after this upgrade, the human situation would undergo a series of earth-shaking changes.
However, in any case, at the moment when the battlefield had been completely divided, the battle would be the bloodiest in the next five hours of upgrade time.
"Fortunately, before the game was updated, we traded 50 thousand machine gun bullets and 50 thousand rifle bullets to the village.
"According to the current situation of Tundra One, it shouldn't be too difficult for them to hold on for a few hours!
"OS, how far are we from the navigation point now?"
After pressing the manufacturing button of the machine tool, Su Mo held down the Bluetooth headset next to his ear as he walked up and issued an inquiry command.
After the raid on Tundra One was over, Lu Yongyi contacted Su Mo immediately.
In three minutes, after Lu Yongyi described the thrilling scene of the attack on the fleet briefly, Su Mo was shocked, and then without any hesitation, he drew the ammunition from the village and used it to support the fleet.
At the same time, after spending a lot of money to acquire raw materials, the mechanics on Hope One also moved quickly and used the machine tool to make bullets.
Unfortunately, the time of the game update was too abrupt, so the 20 thousand rounds of bullets that had just been released from the machine tool could not be traded.
[Dear Captain Su Mo, the current time is… March 8 at 20:14:03…
[Currently, Hope One's straight-line distance from the set target navigation point is 613.8 kilometers.
[Currently, Hope One's speed is 65.98 knots (122 km/h)
[According to the speed fluctuation, the estimated time to arrive at the navigation point is 01:21:42 on March 9]
[I wish you a happy journey~]
On the huge ocean, the flag of Hope One has been erected and it was bursting with orange light!
With a speed of up to 120 kilometers per hour, the light ahead has been connected into one line.
From a distance, the entire ship seemed like a stretch of silk as it traveled across the ocean.
As it was moving full speed ahead, Hope One would not evade any foreign marine races or foreign terrestrial races, except for the human life response with the OS would help to control and avoid.
Under the huge impact, any creature without eyes that dared to stand in front of Hope One would be smashed into fine powder in an instant!
And the further you went to the deep sea, the more terrifying the fluctuation of the sea surface.
For ordinary ships, they would not dare to move at such a high speed with such sea surface fluctuations.
However, for Hope One, with the additional entry of the wave breaker attribute, its hull speed would become more and more abnormal!
Up to now, the acceleration effect brought by the entry had exceeded 45%!
And according to the current fluctuation of the sea surface, it would reach an unprecedented bonus of 70% after entering the premise of the battlefield area 3!
At that time, Hope One, which weighed 4000 tons and more, would have a limit speed exceeding 140, twice that of an old-style train.
"The tsunami can last for an hour and a half. At 9:30, its distance from Tundra One can be within 450 kilometers.
"Without the tsunami, Hope One could only go underwater and navigate at 55 knots, which means…"
Stepping up to the deck and feeling the protection of the Hope One flag, Su Mo stood still as he quickly did the math in his brain with the roaring sea breeze hitting against his face.
With the current firepower detection range and the attack distance of rockets, the threat would be lifted directly as soon as Hope One enters within 191 kilometers of the fleet.
At 11 o'clock, Hope One was within 300 kilometers of the fleet.
At that time, according to the tsunami fluctuations and the increment of the wave breaker bonus, it only took Hope One 40 minutes to sail for a distance of 100 kilometers.
As long as Tundra One could successfully hold on until 11:40 before the clock turned, it would be completely safe.
After calculating the time, it was already 8:20 in the evening.
It would be 9:30 by the time the tsunami was over and there were conditions for combat. At that moment, even if the foreign races launched an attack, the two sides could only fight for one round before Hope One arrived.
They would have 100 thousand bullets for that hour and a half. There was absolutely no way of rushing into the firepower circle formed by the fleet unless the foreign races had become death warriors.
"Don't panic, now that my sister has a level 4 title, even if foreign races really have the means to attack her, she can run away even if she jumps into the water to escape relying on the special ability of the title.
"However, the game is updating and it broke off everyone's connection…
"I hope the Five Royal Clans won't get anxious in advance and stimulate the means, otherwise it will be difficult to detonate the battle at the right time!"
Staring at the night sky and the slightly bloody moon, Su Mo's eyes were indistinct and he strode to the back of the hull.
After fumbling for a while, Su Mo gently pressed a pitch-black button in an inconspicuous place.
In the next second, the deck, which was tightly stitched initially, began to rapidly combine and transform.
Accompanied by a bone-chilling squeak, the neat decks disappeared in just half a minute and were replaced by a block-shaped device protruding from the gap.
Unlike the mighty and domineering destroyer naval guns at the bow, the block-shaped device looked unremarkable.
However, as Su Mo took two steps forward and opened the operation panel of the block-shaped device, 12 small cones gradually floated up from the baffle of the device after some clicks.
The cones did not seem to make the size of the device, but anyone who knew the insider news would not dare to underestimate the R-1 stamp engraved on them.
"It's fine if you don't come…
"But since you dare to come, then don't think about going back!"
Su Mo did not move after he clicked the bomb reserve area button on the device and looked at the 12 R-1 rockets left, as well as the five extremely charming R-3 ballistic missiles neatly placed in the corner.
However, an indescribable killing intent started creeping into his eyes.
…
"Shelter Leader Lu, we do have reinforcements, right? The ammunition came just in time. If it were any slower, the game would shut down the trading system!"
"Dang, 100 thousand rounds, Shelter Leader Lu. Are the higher-ups our reinforcements?"
"I suggest that when the foreign races show up later, let's not use this ammo first. We should shoot them with crossbows first and then surprise them when they get close."
"I think that'll work. Now that the trading market is closed, we can't buy materials to make bows and arrows even if we want to. We shouldn't waste these bullets if we don't need to use them."
"Oh, I feel bad whenever you say waste. Just now, we shot before these sons of b*tches approached us, a lot of bullets were wasted in vain!"
Weapons were always the best tranquilizers for war, whether it was in the age of civilization on Earth or in the cannibalistic wasteland…
Half an hour ago, all the captains were still full of sadness.
Although because of the current tense situation, they were raising their spirits to command the team, the frustration on their faces could not be concealed.
However, when Shen Ke lifted her hand and waved at the open space on the deck inadvertently, they were completely stunned.
Fifty boxes of bullets! 100 thousand rounds!
What concept was that?
These bullets would have taken the lives of at least 30 thousand foreign races if they were fired before the foreign races were in the immediate vicinity.
However, if they attacked these foreign races nearby, the firepower provided by these bullets would greatly provide an output and a counterattack environment for the raft warriors below, then, they would at least take down no less than 40 thousand foreign races!
In other words, if these foreign races, who were currently eyeing them in the distance, dare to attack them after the tsunami ended, then the fleet only needed a well-coordinated counterattack to take the lives of these foreign races!
Moreover, in addition to this direct change, all the captains who believed Lu Yongyi "lied" before had also undergone subtle changes in their mentality.
Before Lu Yongyi said that there were reinforcements, they thought he was lying, so they were not only pessimistic but also a little negative.
In their opinion, it was too difficult to win this battle. These foreign races were like locusts in the field. They could not wipe them out no matter how hard they tried.
However, if the reinforcements were really coming now, then this endless battle would turn into a short defensive battle.
It had become a battle that you could win as long as you held out until the time ran out!
Such a change was simply a boost to these people.
As it got rid of the negativity, a touch of longing and hope for tomorrow also suddenly emerged.
However, before they could talk about the military tactics excitedly and come up with a complete countermeasure, a sound that was like a thunderbolt from the blue suddenly came from the command room not far away and shocked everyone on the spot.
"It's too late, everyone. Get ready quickly.. We have to counter-charge and break out!"
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Chapter 406: Bring up the Rear, the Showdown Has Started
Breakout?
The moment Lu Yongyi said that, everyone was stunned. It looked like they thought
they were experiencing auditory hallucinations.
However, after they turned their heads and saw the same puzzled expressions on the
faces of their peers, they realized that Lu Yongyi had really said that.
They were the ones who had proposed the counter-charge and breakout half a day ago.
It was just that before their breakout plan had come to fruition, the shelter leader Lu
Yongyi had harshly refused to entertain their idea and asked Zhang Long to explain
why.
At that time, Zhang Long's voice of reason persuaded everyone to give up the idea and
focus on defense.
However, after fighting for a long time, losing more than 200 thousand people, and
emptying hundreds of thousands of shells of ammunition, Lu Yongyi was now saying
that he wanted to counter-charge and break out of this?
Was he being possessed by the foreign races?
"No, I don't agree. If we charge now, won't that mean we've sent ourselves to a dead
end?"
"It's so dark out there. Once we rush out, we won't even be able to tell the difference
between our own people and theirs. How do you expect us to fight?"
"Lu Yongyi, don't be too selfish. There are still hundreds of thousands of people with
their eyes on you. I firmly disagree with the counter-charge."
"Even if I die, I have to die in the defensive circle, or I won't be reconciled!"
Now that the ammunition support had been obtained and the defensive circle had been
formed, the counter-charge breakout was the stupidest choice, no matter which point of
view one looked at it from.
All the captains were excited. As they shouted, they indignantly rushed to the temporary
command room.
They wanted to question Lu Yongyi's choices, and while they were at it, they wanted to
see if the foreign races had somehow possessed him.
However, when they opened the curtains and walked in, they saw Lu Yongyi and the
board hanging behind him on the wall of the command room.
In an instant, the speech they had just prepared vanished from their minds. They had
even forgotten why they came here in the first place.
"Shelter Leader Lu…"
Even as he heard the shock and inhale from everyone behind him, Lu Yongyi did not
turn his head.
His eyes were still fixed on the board. He was also murmuring as he stared at the cloud
of foreign races, half the size of the cloud of the Tundra fleet.
In just ten minutes after the game began updating, the speed of this cloud increased at
an incomprehensible speed of 35% under Lu Yongyi's gaze.
Making a reasonable estimate based on the current fleet which had 180 thousand
people, the number of foreign races surrounding the fleet was close to 90 thousand.
Moreover, countless red dots dotted the board.
According to this trend, the number of foreign races would recover directly in 20 minutes
after the tsunami ended, and even exceed the number during the previous attack.
At that time, there would not be as much ammunition as before, and there would be no
resistance force of nearly 400 thousand people.
The booming population of the foreign races would be able to easily destroy the current
defense line with a peak effect of 40%.
At that time, they might not be able to leave, even if they wanted to!
"Let's go! We'll bring up the rear and let the rafts go first!"
"If we waste any more time, everyone will die!"
This time, it was not Lu Yongyi who spoke, but Zhang Long, who had been in control of
the data this whole time.
Zhang Long was the first to react when the others had not yet figured out why things
had suddenly reached such an irreversible stage.
If what Lu Yongyi had said about the reinforcements was true and the physical strength
and energy of all the survivors below were also at their peak, it would be difficult for
humans to fight back against a hundred thousand members of the foreign races.
However, there was still a good chance if they wanted to drag this on.
That was the problem!
The war had just ended, and all the people on the raft had essentially reached the limits
of their physical strength.
Back then, three people were enough to tie with one member of a foreign race, but now
it would take at least five or even six people to barely defeat one.
With this situation, unless the current number of survivors quadrupled to 700 thousand,
there was absolutely no chance of winning this battle!
However, just as Lu Yongyi said, if all the staff were to counterattack and flee, the
surviving numbers of the 180 thousand people present would definitely be greater than
those stuck defending here.
"Go. All of you should follow them. The target of the foreign races are me and Tundra
One!
"I'll bring up the rear! Zhang Long, Liu Neng, go break the chain. You should leave with
the raft fleet!
"You'll survive if you hold on until the clock turns and our reinforcements arrive."
Before the rest of the captains could begin panicking, Lu Yongyi, who had been sitting
and staring at the board, shook his head and turned around as if he had figured
something out.
His eyes were calm, and there was no trace of panic on his face.
His expression was as it usually was, and he was not afraid of death at all.
Apart from the unconcealed regret in his eyes, his aura was even stronger than the day
before.
"You don't want to leave, huh? If you don't want to leave, you can stay here with me and
die!"
Looking at the dumbfounded captains before him, Lu Yongyi put a 'relaxed' smile on his
face as he emphasized the word 'die'.
The captains present shivered one after another after hearing his light tone. They felt
like they were being eyed up by venomous snakes.
If Lu Yongyi had been a qualified captain of the fleet and a benevolent leader in the
past, then right now, in the eyes of all the captains, he had become a starving wolf.
A starving wolf who had not eaten for three days and had been forced into a corner.
Even though he was skinny and looked like he could be knocked down with just a single
blow, everyone believed that those who dared to go up to kill him at this time would
definitely be bitten by him with his last ounce of strength…
Then, they would perish together!
In the end, Lu Yongyi did not force the others present in the command room to leave.
He stood up and staggered out. He was going to face his biggest fear since coming to
the wasteland.
However, he never expected that as soon as he took a step forward, he would be
stopped by someone.
"You're going? Shelter Leader Lu, this ship is so big, and this sea is so big. Where are
you going?
"You're worthy of the greatest admirations after sacrificing so much for these people,
but if you asked me to leave, wouldn't you be the only one enjoying this reputation? I,
Liu Neng, will not allow this to happen!
"Hahaha, it's just death! We'll die sooner or later anyway. What's the difference between
dying somewhere else and dying here? Are you looking down on the boys?"
Fear was human instinct.
However, when human beings could confront fear, it would then lose its meaning.
Lu Yongyi smiled when he saw Liu Neng stopping him. Then, he nodded.
Except for their differences in appearance, height, and the injuries on their bodies, the
two were like mirrors staring at one another. Even their smiles seemed to come out of
the same mold.
Lu Yongyi knew his own fears, and the same was true of Liu Neng.
After turning around, Liu Neng was in front as they walked out.
However, just like he had stopped Lu Yongyi, he was stopped too.
What stopped him this time was no longer one person, nor a few, but everyone
remaining.
"What is this? Have the two of you decided to put on a performance? Liu Neng, your
own ship has sunken, so why are you still pretending?"
"I, Li Hu, have learned a lot of words from birth to the present, but I still haven't learned
the words 'fear' and 'escape'!"
"Isn't this just death? More than 200 thousand people died just now, so adding me to the
pile won't make a difference."
"Hahaha, are you still waiting for reinforcements? But, Shelter Leader, putting the others
aside, you are really lucky. Let me be your reinforcement. What do you think of that?"
"The person I followed was Lu Yongyi. So how can I leave if he's still around? I was
born in Huaxia, so how can we kneel when the people haven't risen yet?"
Everyone was speaking at the same time. The disaster was obviously coming, they
were obviously meeting death fervently, and they were obviously not going to see the
sun tomorrow. However, in this small command room, no matter how one looked at or
listened to it, one would only be able to hear hearty laughter and see relieved faces.
Humans in times of peace always wondered why so many of their generous ancestors
died vehemently in times of war.
They had tried to imagine this from their ancestor's perspectives more than once, but
they still did not understand why they had chosen this path, a path that seemed
incomprehensible when there were so many other choices.
Was this a mission? A sense of responsibility? An impulse?
Looking at the relieved smiles on the faces of the people around them, no one said why,
but they all had their own answers.
"Shelter Leader Lu, I'll direct the people below to evacuate. By the way, can you give
me an explosive pack? Every time I climb up and down the stairs of Tundra One, my
hands grow. I'm too lazy to climb it again!"
"Okay!"
"Shelter Leader Lu, give me one too. These goddamn sailors can't aim properly, and
they make me so anxious. This time I'll throw it myself! If I can't aim well too, I'll come
back to see you with my head off!"
"Okay!"
"Shelter Leader Lu, I want one too! These foreign races will behead us at a glance, so
we can't lose to them. Wait and watch the surprise I'll give them later!"
"Okay!"
"Shelter Leader Lu…"
"Okay!"
Lu Yongyi did not reprimand the captains who were under him like he used to, as he
listened to their 'unreasonable' requests, instead, he squinted and smiled while
agreeing and nodding.
In less than five minutes, after Lu Yongyi said 39 'okays', all 39 captains who were still
alive at the scene were all laughing heartily. Then, they filed out of the command room,
feeling relaxed, a completely different mood than the one they had had when they
entered the room.
Some disembarked, some gave out commands, and some prepared the weapons.
There were about 40 minutes before the end of the tsunami and there was still plenty of
time left for the captains!
…
At 9:03, the raft warriors who received the order seemed to understand something.
However, even if they understood, not many people chose to refute. They simply began
to silently execute the last order of the fleet.
It was not scary to sacrifice.
What was scary was sacrificing in vain. If they did not leave, it would mean that more
than 10 thousand people who stayed behind would die in vain!
The remaining 22 rafts that were carrying a total of 150 thousand people had begun to
gather supplies and prepare for evacuation.
In terms of the evacuation strategy, all the rafts managed to leave in one go.
There were a total of fourteen directions, so even if the foreign races wanted to encircle
them or chase them, they could only chase them in a few directions at best.
…
At 9:11, the sea suddenly shook a few times.
Inside the tight front of the foreign races on the opposite side of the Tundra fleet
defense circle, three sparks were shot into the sky after some shock waves.
Since it was an internal explosion, after the explosion ended, everyone could still hear
the screams of foreign races even if they were far away.
One did not need to think to know that this blow must have caught the foreign races by
surprise and made them feel pain!
Yet, unlike before, no one was shocked and no one was surprised at the surging waves
now.
Everyone just raised their heads, took three seconds to salute silently in the direction of
the explosion, and then devoted themselves to their tasks again.
…
At 9:19, the first raft gradually left the large group under the cover of the tsunami and
headed for the opposite position of the foreign races.
Then, at the rate of one boat per minute, 11 raft ferries disappeared within the defensive
circle before the tsunami at 9:30 was over.
…
At 9:31, the foreign races did not attack immediately but continued to gather strength in
the distance.
The evacuation of the raft ferries did not stop, and the remaining eleven evacuated in
sequence at the previous frequency.
…
At 9:45, all the raft ferries were evacuated. 150 thousand people in 14 directions and
they completely derailed from the main force.
The crumbling line of defense had not only not deteriorated because of the departure of
the rafts. Instead, it became miraculously streamlined and comprehensive.
If the previous ammunition reserves were on the current line of defense, even 100
thousand foreign races would not be able to take a step forward.
However, estimates were just estimates. Before the real fight, all regrets could only be
the unwillingness toward the achievements made in the past.
…
At 9:59, 40 minutes had passed since the first raft was evacuated.
The red dots on the board also stopped gathering, eventually keeping the number at
around 120 thousand.
This number was much lower than the expectations of the captains, but it was still an
astronomical number for the defender today, which only had more than 10 thousand
people.
…
At 10:03, looking at each other from a distance, the foreign races seemed to finally
discover the current emptiness of the Tundra fleet. They seemed to have finally
accumulated enough strength.
They could not wait anymore.
The real showdown had started!
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Chapter 407: Huge Plot Twist! He's Laughing Maniacally!
Throughout the long, recorded history of human warfare, the value of soldiers have always been measured in their skill, not in their numbers!
Due to the need to cater to the majority's preferred style of narration, many war accounts made exaggerations about how soldiers won battles from a position of weakness.
This exaggerated writing style accustomed people to think that the troops' advantages were directly proportional to the number of soldiers they had and that to win from a position of weakness was an unbelievable feat!
However, upon reading 'Collection of Literary Historical Thoughts Studies', which was a statistical analysis of ancient war records by Qing dynasty historian Zhao Yi, it could be observed that…
Battles won from a position of weakness were actually not that uncommon in history!
Back in ancient times, where the only form of communication was by shouting and the only way of making deliveries was walking, the key performance indicator of a military counselor or general was their ability to mobilize an army!
The more people there were, the less forgiving the terrain was and the lower the overall effectiveness of command was, thus increasing the pressure on military logistics.
In that case, why had the ancient people lied and inflated the actual number of people who were a part of the war?
The reason behind it was simple.
Psychological warfare!
A massive number of people could easily scare the enemy!
To a certain extent, this fear could trigger internal conflict within the enemy. Thus, after the battle started, it would not take too much effort before victory was theirs!
However, the reason behind why examples of winning a battle from a position of weakness existed was equally simple…
They viewed death as a way of returning to where they belonged!
Twenty-four minutes past ten, merely twenty minutes later, the first foreign race charge was forcibly stopped by a Tundra Fleet made up of only ten thousand people!
Additionally, the firearms on Tundra One were not utilized at all during this charge.
With only a crossbow in everyone's hands, and the explosion created by two brave soldiers who had dove underwater with explosive packs in their arms, the Tundra Fleet managed to curb the foreign race's arrogance!
Compared to the bloody battle from before, the main reason why their performance this time was so impressive was that…
Among the 80 thousand foreign races that had come to assist, practically all of them were foreign terrestrial races!
Which made things different from before, when there had been a hundred thousand foreign marine races. Although the foreign terrestrial races could swim when conflict arose, they were extremely slow swimmers who had no way of keeping up with the boats.
This awkward situation meant that the foreign terrestrial races could not do as the foreign marine races had done, which dive underwater and swim over to the enemy's boats before they emerged and launched their attack. Instead, they had had to navigate small boats and rafts to pursue them and attack.
They had lost their greatest advantage and had now entered the area where humans had an advantage.
As soon as they started, the number of foreign races rapidly dropped from a hundred and twenty thousand to a hundred and twelve thousand. Eight thousand had fallen into the sea.
After the raft fleet left, the entire fleet managed to sail forth and fight at the same time because there was nothing left for them to worry about. Miraculously, the battlefield situation got better!
Naturally, this change made all the ordinary survivors who had been left behind whoop merrily as morale increased.
However, the fourteen captains who were sitting in Tundra One and frantically giving out commands all had deep frowns on their faces. There was no trace of victorious joy on their faces.
"Team number three. Currently, we still have three thousand bows and arrows and another one thousand and eight hundred crossbow arrows."
"Team number one. Nine hundred bows and arrows, three thousand and seven hundred crossbow arrows."
"Team number two. Six thousand and three hundred bows and arrows, and we have used up all our crossbow arrows."
"…"
Seven large ships and eighteen small ships. Excluding Tundra One, which had not been paired with any ships because it was the commanding vessel, the large ships had all formed squads with three smaller ships each.
It took only three minutes of taking inventory before the remaining ammunition for all the squads was tallied.
Using longbows required much more physical exertion than using a crossbow, which was why there was a three-fold difference between the two things they were supposed to have roughly the same number of at this crucial moment.
The total was thirty-three thousand bows and arrows, and eleven thousand and five hundred crossbows.
The total of that was forty-four thousand and five hundred!
At first glance, this amount seemed like a lot. If a single person were to use them, they would not be able to finish using them even if they battled non-stop for ten days and nights straight.
However, because there were almost ten thousand people currently defending the fleets, it was only enough…
For them to shoot five rounds in unison!
"We still have twenty-four explosive packs and eighty-five packs of homemade dynamite. These things have already been given to the charge team, so we won't have to worry about their next charge for now."
"I suggest spreading our forces out across all fronts after the next wave of attacks to prevent a singular area from undergoing too much stress at once."
"Good idea. We'll have better mobility if we spread out!"
The captains stood at the bow, using the light from the moon floating high in the sky to guide them as they observed the foreign races' frontline with binoculars.
The foreign races seemed to become much more 'docile' after losing the battle.
Although they did not know what they were preparing for nor what they were waiting for, their current stance made it seem like they had no intention of launching an attack anytime soon.
Since it was a battle that had a level of over one hundred thousand, such behavior was extremely odd.
However, the captains' questions did not remain unanswered for long.
Merely seven minutes later, wry smiles appeared on everyone's faces as a scene that seemed like something out of a movie appeared within range of their binoculars.
"Never ever did I imagine that Ying Tianlong would dare take things to this extent. Isn't he afraid that the Ying Family Fairy will come looking for him?"
"Hahaha, I never expected this either. We avoided the Regional Channel and directed the evacuation ourselves, but we still ended up getting caught by them."
"Interesting. At the end of the day, it's one of our people who's the enemy."
"My good sir, how could you call him one of our people? Even calling him a scoundrel would be considered high praise!"
Four massive raft ferries slowly sailed out from the foreign race front, which had parted to make way.
On the ferry, one could see that every human had a foreign race holding a weapon in their arms behind them.
They were so far apart that even using binoculars would not show you the foreign races' movements or the expression on their faces.
However, the captains present could all imagine the sardonic smiles on the foreign races' faces.
He opened up the game panel and tapped on a Regional Channel that could still be used. Sure enough, Ying Tianlong's messages immediately appeared there.
[Ying Tianlong: Hello, to all my compatriots in battlefield area 352. I feel deeply regretful that we must meet in this way, and would like to humbly request that you please bear with me.]
[Ying Tianlong: I understand that there were still twenty-two ships left in the majestic Tundra Fleet before the wooden rafts were taken. Although we have now only managed to capture four of them that only contain a total of twenty-six thousand people, that's alright. After this, I will give you a half-hour's time to return to where you have just left.]
[Ying Tianlong: Oh, that's right. It's perfectly fine if you don't want to return either. I'm delighted to tell you that the members of Tundra Fleet are all amazing. They stalled us so that you guys had the chance to escape. You guys can continue escaping for as long as you like, but in the time that comes after that, we will get rid of one human every second. We will only stop when all of you return.]
[Ying Tianlong: Also, I forgot, but for the bosses stationed in the ships at the back of the fleet, I have something for you too. Currently, excluding the Tundra Fleet, you still have six large ships and eighteen small ships. If you're willing to send any of your ships over—it can even be an empty ship—we'll let you take a thousand people with you in exchange if you agree to sail it over for us.]
[Ying Tianlong: Of course, if you're willing to give up the Tundra Fleet, we'll let you take ten thousand people with you at once. You can take another ten thousand people with you if you send Lu Yongyi over. So, what do you think? Are you tempted?]
Due to the previous evacuation and presence of the scoundrel, no one spoke or communicated with one another in the Regional Channels despite it being open, for they were terrified that the scoundrel would see their secrets.
However, now, after reading Ying Tianlong's arrogant claims and the underlying implications in it as well…
Not only did all the captains begin scoffing in anger, but the members of the raft fleets that had successfully escaped could not help but begin berating him in the chat as well.
Tens of thousands of people were speaking angrily, and there were no game-moderation functions imposed by the game. The instantaneous outpour was even more terrifying than when people had flooded the World Channel.
From the humans' predicament, to what would happen after they defeated the foreign races.
From Ying Tianlong's oldest ancestors to the other culprits who also belonged to the Ying family.
Everyone scolded Ying Tianlong with all their might, and he did not say anything else. It was as if he were dead.
Villains died by revealing too much.
Everyone, including Ying Tianlong himself, knew how despicable the nature of the things he was doing now were.
Thus, he needed to get rid of everyone here who knew what was going on before the game upgrade was finalized and the World Channel and private messages were publicized.
The reason he had forced all the rafts to return to where all the fleets were was to disrupt the defense front and provide the foreign race offensive a chance to attack.
He suggested trading ships for hostages so he could mess up the mentality of the soldiers on the defense front and eliminate the defense forces without spilling any blood.
His tactics were extremely shoddy, but he was very smart about them because he had managed to stir up emotions within the Huaxia people.
Aboard the four raft ferries, the killings were not happening once per second as Ying Tianlong had described. The only people who the foreign races had stabbed were the ones who had tried to fight back after hearing Ying Tianlong's speech.
The rest of the people were merely being watched and did not seem to be in any life-threatening danger.
However, it was precisely because of this that the captains standing and watching from the Tundra Fleet felt immense pressure!
No one knew how many humans Ying Tianlong wanted to get his hands on before he started eliminating each one of them every second.
Additionally, no one knew what sort of crazy, depraved tactics he would pull off.
No one dared to gamble against him unless they decided they were going to give up on these friendly soldiers!
"I'll go in exchange. Install explosive packs on my ship, then I'll exchange myself for them!"
Without any hesitation, Tundra One's deck began bustling with activity after they determined that the people on the ferries within viewing range were the very same people that they had evacuated just now.
Not even one of the fourteen captains flinched! They all yelled that they would drive themselves over in their boats so they could perform the exchange with the foreign races!
None of them flinched, and none of them showed any signs of fear either. The look in their eyes screamed fearlessness!
Even though they knew that Lu Yongyi, who was sitting inside, would not agree to a slow death like this and would not hesitate to…
Hang on…
Where was Shelter Leader Lu?
Before then, as everyone was being an armchair strategist, Shelter Leader Lu had not spoken a word until the very end, when he had abruptly ordered a counter-breakthrough.
This time, when they realized that Shelter Leader Lu had still not said anything…
Everyone immediately flew into a frenzy!
"No, we cannot exchange Shelter Leader Lu for them!"
"Yes, I'll go instead. We can't let Shelter Leader Lu go, that b*stard Ying Tianlong!"
"Protect Shelter Leader Lu!"
If this were a movie, the leader would definitely take the lead and choose to sacrifice themselves for the safety of the civilians.
Not having received a complete military education, the captains used their last ounce of stubbornness to deduce what would happen next based on the plots of movies and novels they knew.
Their strides were frantic as they dashed towards the control room. They had decided that no matter the price that needed to be paid, they had to stop Shelter Leader Lu, even if it meant that everyone else had to die!
Zhang Long led the way as Liu Neng brought up the rear. The fourteen of them swarmed into the control room in no particular order, and it was such a squeeze that the makeshift door and walls creaked wildly.
"Shelter Leader Lu, you must not…"
"Shelter Leader Lu, I…"
"Shelter Leader? …!"
Everyone was so tightly crammed together that they were all panting for air, and they did not even pause to get a better look at Lu Yongyi before they began trying to persuade him. However, when they got their bearings and took a clearer look at Lu Yongyi…
They were all stunned!
???
Holy sh*t!
He was laughing maniacally!
Lu Yongyi, who had previously offered to walk into the arms of death himself, had a wide grin on his face as he sat in the center of the command room.
His eyes were unfocused as he stared straight ahead of him, which meant he was using the game panel.
Unlike his previous melancholy aura from when he offered to sacrifice his life, this time, the vitality of life had re-emerged from within his body.
Even his smile looked like one of genuine happiness!
"Hang on, could Shelter Leader Lu be so angry at Ying Tianlong that he lost his marbles?"
"I have a feeling that's what happened. Shelter Leader Lu has always been a strong-minded person, but now that Ying Tianlong has humiliated him this way…"
"Holy sh*t, Shelter Leader Lu is slandering him in the Regional Channel. His messages are coming in so quickly!"
"What?!"
The captains standing in the control room had their sense of curiosity piqued when they noticed how Lu Yongyi did not pay them any attention and continued using the game panel although he had seen them walk in.
The next second, when they heard Liu Neng's shout of surprise, they seemed to be moving in unison as they summoned the game panel and joined the Regional Channel.
It was unlike the previous flood of comments because the other survivors in the area had quieted down after seeing Lu Yongyi's comments.
This meant that as of now, one could only see him and Ying Tianlong hurtling comments at each other as they scrolled downwards and read the messages that had been sent.
[Lu Yongyi: Ying Tianlong, you son of a b*tch, aren't you scared that the foreign races will get rid of you once you cease to be useful to them? When we aren't here any longer, aren't you afraid that they'll turn onto you and throw you off board into the sea, you ball-less, spineless animal?]
[Ying Tianlong: Dog Lu, I think you should worry more about whether you'll see the sunrise tomorrow. Even if I die, I'd still die later than you do, you old dog. Very well, so you guys are favoring ships over the humans, right? From now on, I will…]
[Lu Yongyi: Shut your mouth. When did you hear me, Lu Yongyi, say that I'm favoring the ships over the humans? Do you know how much manpower and resources we invest into just one of our ships? And you're trying to take it in exchange for a thousand humans? Also, you want Tundra One, as well as my head? Do you think I'm an idiot?]
[Lu Yongyi: Show a little sincerity if you're truly considering a trade. I'll tell you my numbers now. A ship… in exchange for three thousand people. We'll begin the trade right now if you agree!]
[Ying Tianlong: Three thousand people? Do you think I'm an idiot? Twelve hundred people at the very most!]
[Lu Yongyi: Twelve hundred people for a small ship, and twelve hundred people for a large ship too. Where do you expect our people to sit if we've given you our ships?]
[Ying Tianlong: Twelve hundred people for a small ship, fifteen hundred people for a large ship. Do you want this trade or not?]
…
All the captains secretly gulped when they saw how increasingly bizarre the bargaining in the Regional Channel was becoming.
At that moment, they seemed to understand why Lu Yongyi was smiling now.
In a sense, Ying Tianlong was indeed a b*stard, but in another sense, this time, he…
He had saved everyone!
Good job, Shelter Leader Lu. Not bad for someone like you.
You really are… a f*cking genius!
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Chapter 408: Thank You, Ying Tianlong!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The first time Lu Yongyi said there were reinforcements, no one took it seriously and thought he said it just to comfort everyone.
The second time he said the same, everyone still did not believe him and thought he had deluded himself into believing there really were reinforcements coming.
Even by the time the ammo box was sent over, everyone could still only partly believe his words.
Before Lu Yongyi could clearly state who was backing them up, what was the form of the reinforcement, or what time would the reinforcement arrive, no one was dumb enough to believe him. Looking at how rough the situation in the Wasteland was, nobody was daring enough to provide reinforcement.
As of now, however, only two people were arguing in the Regional Channel—Lu Yongyi, who with his mad temper, had become a shrew-like spitfire against the infuriated Ying Tianlong on the opposition.
Now, everyone was convinced! All the ship captains irrefutably took him seriously!
Reinforcements!
There really were reinforcements coming!
If no reinforcements were coming, Lu Yongyi would not need to use such tactics to gaslight Ying Tianlong. He would not knowingly be making bargains and discussing the terms of their exchange if he had nothing to show for it.
In the light of Shelter Leader Lu's usual temper, it was already extremely cordial of him to not attack Ying Tianlong. There was no way he would negotiate with Ying Tianlong!
Of course, what all the captains did not know was that Lu Yongyi's delaying strategy could work only because of one reason—misinformation!
What they saw now was the version of Lu Yongyi that had already gone through a complete transformation. His reshaped mentality has allowed him to become a captain with balls of steel.
In Ying Tianlong's era, however, Lu Yongyi was known to be an extremely kind and selfless person. Based on his attitude, everyone who knew him would agree with the assumption that he would sacrifice himself to protect the welfare of others.
In addition to not knowing Tundra Fleet had reinforcements coming, Ying Tianlong was nothing but a naive scum who never underwent real military training. He just could not compete with Lu Yongyi on that level.
Amid the rambling, ten minutes or so had quietly swept by and now it was 10:46!
At this point, there were fourteen minutes left before the next wave of tsunami hit them.
If they could survive the onslaught of the tsunami, the enemy would have to think twice before starting the battle—at what percentage could their combat abilities be utilized?
Lu Yongyi had now realized that the timing was right and he revealed some news in the Regional Channel.
After the bout of haggling, a small ship could now be exchanged for up to 1600 people; whereas a big ship could be exchanged for 2200 people.
Apart from that, Ying Tianlong stated the impossible demand for his end of the deal—Lu Yongyi would steer Tundra One over himself and surrender.
If he did that, everyone on the raft ferries would be released immediately. He would even restrain the foreign races and give the surviving humans a half-an-hour head start to run. Then, he would start hunting those humans down.
[Lu Yongyi: Since you agreed to this price and you're still holding some of our people in captivity, I can make all the raft ferries operators come back. Don't you hurt anyone.]
[Ying Tianlong: Very well, if you return my people, I'll ask those from my fellow races on the four raft ferries to treat the humans fairly!]
[Lu Yongyi: As per the terms of the exchange, there are only around ten minutes before the next tsunami. I hope you're not scheming behind my back. What I want is for everyone to survive. We'll exchange two small ships first, let's see how sincere you are!]
[Ying Tianlong: No problem, you send the ships over for us to receive and we'll let your people go.]
Now, all the talking and negotiating had come to an end.
Lu Yongyi made the announcement for all the raft ferries to return. Although Ying Tianlong was skeptical about how well things are going, he still turned off the game panel in satisfaction.
Within the lines of the agreements were some sketchy initiatives made by Lu Yongyi, but Ying Tianlong did not keep them to heart.
He knew, deep down, that Lu Yongyi could never stay put and watch these ordinary people die.
Moreover, the incident developed exactly the way he predicted it!
At 10:55, there were five minutes left before the tsunami hit once more. Tundra Fleet's sturdy line of defense shrank another round.
Liu Neng and Zhang Long each brought with them fifty-something individuals to steer two small ships out of their domain, rushing toward the direction where the foreign races were located.
Knowing better than to receive those ships right away, Ying Tianlong cautiously sent a team to board those ships for some thorough inspection of the vessel. Only after that would he be relieved enough to accept them.
Tundra Fleet really had not played tricks on them. Without disregarding the possibility of them having gunpowder and weapons stowed away in the storage space, the entirety of their ship—including the people—had become completely destitute.
As if to express their sincerity, after they examined the entire ship, they picked 3200 people and sent them in the opposite direction, along the same path that the ships took.
Compared to the original twenty thousand something number of people, three thousand might not seem like a lot. Yet, when they got on board, a dense bit of darkness loomed across the view.
Before the other raft ferries could return, no one was allowed within defense lines. It was this act of vigilance that convinced Ying Tianlong, who was sitting still on the fishing deck, that his suspicions were somewhat unfounded.
At 11:00, the tsunami arrived.
Right then, Lu Yongyi made another suggestion—before the other rafts return, the fleet would not have enough space to receive these people. More space would be needed before more trades could be done.
Regarding this statement, Ying Tianlong gladly agreed to it.
At 11:06, the first wooden raft mightily returned from its long voyage.
They were banging the gongs and hitting the drums with magnificent vigor.
Not only that, they even steered the ship along their lines for an entire round trip to put Ying Tianlong and the foreign races' worries to rest…
Only then did they slowly return to the fleet, letting the three thousand people in the water aboard.
"They don't look like they're coming back to die; they look more like generals returning from war triumphantly."
When someone alongside Ying Tianlong mentioned that, Ying Tianlong felt noticeably uneasy too.
It was a pity their mental capacity and sense of logic did not allow them to quickly understand the situation—how did these people, who were previously valiant enough for self-sacrifice, could come back so different in such a short span of time?
After picking up those three thousand people, the next large ship set off amidst the waves, intending to trade.
Their train of thought was then instantly disrupted as they rushed aboard for another round of inspection.
It was destitute just like the last ship. The familiar sense of plain honesty resurfaced as they decided that the ship also was not tampered with.
They kept eyeing the 2200 people being taken away by Zhang Long, who steadily piloted the ship back toward Tundra Fleet's direction.
At night, another two raft ferries came about riding in exultation, going in circles around the enemy lines.
Ying Tianlong still could not figure out from where exactly that gut feeling of danger was coming from.
Thus, he made a decision—to take out his vintage-style pocket watch!
For the many wars that happened on Earth from ancient times to the present, whenever anyone faced an enemy's possible plot, there were only two ways to deal with it—either you fight it through a battle of wits or a battle of strength. Nothing else.
On Wasteland World, however, the circumstances differ in such a miraculous game.
Flipping open the lid of the pocket watch, Ying Tianlong looked almost distressed until he sternly plucked out an item from his storage space.
It was a strand of hair—a strand of hair from Lu Yongyi's head.
He placed it gently on the watch's surface. However, in the next second, he could not contain the sheer shock in his voice.
"What, Old Dog Lu's lifeline is longer now!"
Three hours ago, when the war between the foreign races and Tundra Fleet ended, he checked it once.
When he placed Lu Yongyi's hair then, the hour hand on the dial spun and stopped at 11:50.
After using it so many times, he knew it represented Lu Yongyi's lifeline and that it would end in the night unmistakably.
Due to this certainty, he chose to step forward while slapping his chest as he told the foreign races, "If I can't take down Lu Yongyi and Tundra Fleet tonight before 12, I'll chop my head off!"
Judging from the current reading, the hour hand spun around the dial several times with no sign of slowing down. Ying Tianlong was stunned witless!
Something was extending Lu Yongyi's lifeline much longer!
This had never happened before after using said watch dozens of times!
Nonetheless, in the next moment, he came back to his senses and hurriedly removed Lu Yongyi's strand of hair.
Using one of his hands, he plucked a strand of his hair from his head and stuck it onto the watch.
As expected, the hour hand on the watch only spun a little and stopped at 4:46 of the next day.
Ying Tianlong kept his pocket watch and opened the game panel in immense fear.
Within Regional Channel, he made a new request:
[Ying Tianlong: The speed of the exchange is too slow, I now want both Tundra One and Lu Yongyi to come over within ten minutes, or else I start killing people!]
[Ying Tianlong: In the first minute, I'll kill one every second; in the second minute, I'll kill two every second and the numbers keep rising in this pattern. Old Dog Lu, if you can stand watching these innocent people die, then cower in your defensive perimeter and don't come out!]
[Ying Tianlong: Oh, right. I've seen through your plan. If you want to delay this further, then do as you please!]
In reality, he did not know anything about what Lu Yongyi was planning. Knowing the results, he preemptively chose the simplest Zha Hu(TN: Zha means deceit or lies. In Mahjong, Zha Hu means a cheated Hu where you show your hand of tiles even though you haven't scored enough points (Fan) to win (Hu). Normally, this happens when you miscount the Fan you need, usually by only one Fan, then announcing you have a winning hand and showing it off until the other players recount your Fan and realize your mistake. As a result, you have to lose money to all other players on the board as punishment for faking a win. In this context, Ying Tianlong also cheated and forced his hand but on purpose for Lu Yongyi to lose and be handed over to change his own fate, which would get you disqualified in the actual game.)he could think of.
Since Lu Yongyi's lifeline could be rewritten, Ying Tianlong also believed that his fate could be changed too!
In an instant, it was 11:20.
Just two minutes before Ying Tianlong's ultimatum, a message appeared on Regional Channel.
[Lu Yongyi: Okay, don't kill anyone. I'll pack up and go over immediately. Those people are innocent; they shouldn't be implicated in this.]
It sounded as if he went through careful consideration—his words had a chilling tone of despair to them.
A few minutes later when Tundra One lost connection with other ships, there was still a tremendous noise pushing through even with the roaring waves outside splashing about.
In the not-so-distant seas were all the humans trapped onboard the raft ferries, along with some foreign races.
They could all still be heard loud and clear—within Tundra Fleet was a uniform bout of howling and screaming!
"Shelter Leader Lu, don't go! We'll fight to their death and ours!" This was the message from the fleet's survivors' abnormally unified yelling.
"Let me go! Let me exchange my own life for the sake of twenty thousand lives. My life wouldn't be lost in vain!" Lu Yongyi said using three loudspeakers.
"Shelter Leader Lu, I can't let you go!"
"Zhang Long, you not letting me go would make me unrighteous and unchivalrous. Even if I live on, my life would have no meaning!"
"Shelter Leader Lu, we can't let you go…"
"Ahaha, aah, ugh, let me go, let me go for the exchange!"
Just like an opera, hearing the sounds from the other shore made all the imprisoned hostages on the raft ferries depressed from the heart.
Shelter Leader Lu was going to sacrifice himself to save them!
Shelter Leader Lu could originally live on properly and get to the New World in one piece, but now he picked the worst way to go out.
Even when Shelter Leader Lu sounded like he was laughing in insanity, he must have been royally pissed to let out such intense emotional turmoil!
Along with the survivors on the fleet's side, the hostages kept feeling more and more uneasy at the thought of his sacrifice.
After marinating those emotions for a few seconds, they also started crying and yelling in vain, screaming for Lu Yongyi to abandon them and survive with the others.
"Scream on, let them scream! if they don't, how else can we make Lu Yongyi come over?"
The peculiar thing was, Ying Tianlong who stood above them did not stop their cries. Instead, he nodded in pride and stopped the personnel below from disrupting the hostages' loud actions.
Only someone with no morals could conduct moral coercion as easily as a fish in the sea.
For others, such despicable means only had a 30% chance of success; but against Lu Yongyi, Ying Tianlong believed that his chances of winning were—100%!
At 11:33, Tundra One left the fleet and gradually started heading toward the foreign races' lines.
Those held hostage by foreign races kept on screaming and crying. Some had cried until their body gave in; some had lost their voice whilst screaming.
They looked upon Tundra One and saw Lu Yongyi on the bow of the ship.
Even with his hunched back, he still carried upon his face a quivering smile that brought traces of relief. For at this moment, within their hearts…
Lu Yongyi…
Lu Yongyi was now a mortal man who could stand amongst gods!
Someone comparable to… the Almighty Su!
"You all stop for a bit now. Since Lu Yongyi decided to come here himself and since we're of the same species, I won't make things worse for you. After we inspect Tundra One, all of you may leave!"
At 11:40, Tundra One could be seen inching close to the frontline.
Seeing the familiar face that belonged to Lu Yongyi on the ship, Ying Tianlong was filled with unbridled joy, hollering as he walked down the steps.
He could not wait to personally inspect Tundra One and to devise Lu Yongyi's final fate.
What he did not see coming was that on the bow of the ship, Lu Yongyi stood with a devious smile. It looked like arrogance, but also looked like he had seen a funny joke unfold.
In that smile, Ying Tianlong could not see any trace of panic or despair!
Still, before Ying Tianlong could start his questioning and taunting, waves upon waves of screaming burst out from the back of Tundra One and between the fleet's defense lines.
"Thank you, Ying Tianlong!"
"Thank you~"
"What a good man you are, Ying Tianlong!"
"You're a good person~"
'Thank me? What for? Thank me for setting the hostages free?'
As these crazy thoughts surfaced, he looked at Lu Yongyi's face. Ying Tianlong had yet to comprehend what was happening.
On the next second, though, all the hostages' frowns also started turning into big smiles one by one, thanking him together…
Ying Tianlong suddenly looked like he thought of something major, and his expression drastically changed!
Once the thought came, he swiftly summoned the game panel and entered Regional Channel.
Refreshing did not affect the video frame's smoothness. Any news within the channel had started loading once he entered.
After waiting for a second or two, the newest message no longer came from Lu Yongyi, but from a familiar name that could only have come from his nightmares…
Ying Tianlong looked as if he had the strength from his entire body sucked away in an instant…
He helplessly fell to his knees and onto the ground!
Ying Tianlong realized that the joke had always been on him!
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Chapter 409: Baptism! All the Darkness Ends with Me
How big was the Wasteland World?
How far were they from earth?
Coming from a modern civilized society to this Wasteland World, these two questions had been asked more than once in the World Channel, which had set off waves of discussions.
If not for the chat box provided by the game, it might have taken the humans twenty, thirty, or even fifty years to restore modern communication in the wasteland.
The network had shortened the sense of distance between the people in the area.
However, at the same time, the other traits of the network had catalyzed certain evil desires in the hearts of humans.
In the game's chat box, people were being deceived, taken advantage of, and trolled.
There were aggressors that threatened to 'track you down and kill you' and victims that yelled back 'you're going to be so screwed if I catch you!'
Even though they were in the environment of the wasteland, everyone took it as a joke.
However, as for Ying Tianlong… he could not laugh about it!
He had never told anyone that just two months ago, he and the human's 'Almighty Su' had had a video call with him. During the call, the other party had threatened to "find" him.
Ying Tianlong had also kept this hidden from the people of the Ying clan that were following him.
Who would have thought that just two months ago, he had just been a lucky 'ordinary person'? Now, he could rise as fast as a meteor and pierce through the night sky!
Who else would have thought about how much mental endurance would be needed to resist the anxiety that came from being targeted by someone like that?
Ying Tianlong was just an ordinary person, a little person. He was not special in any way.
Apart from his lack of morals, he was no different than tyrants in the civilized era whom relied on big clans and oppressed the villagers.
Therefore, after he thought about it clearly, he knew that the moment the Almighty Su gave the order, his reputation would be destroyed in the human community. Ying Tianlong naturally chose the only path he could take in advance. . .
Taking refuge in foreign clans!
However, as he sat on the ground and listened to the shouting of thanks everywhere, he felt regret!
Rewind the time to twenty-one minutes ago.
Things went silent after Ying Tianlong asked Lu Yongyi to exchange the Tundra One once he saw through the crowd's tactic to stall time.
According to the plan ordered by Lu Yongyi, not only had the current time been delayed to the expected point, but it had even exceeded it slightly.
If this state could be maintained, the fleet would have an unprecedented victory!
As long as the reinforcements arrived, these foreign clans and traitors would all be wiped out.
However, unexpected things could always happen.
The timing of Ying Tianlong's attack was too coincidental!
"There's no point in persuading me otherwise! It's too late for that right now. I'm going!
"We have to continue to stall for every minute possible. We must ensure the safety of all the hostages!"
Without thinking about it, Lu Yongyi smiled as he stood up and raised his right fist.
The next moment, there was an uproar within the crowd.
Even though they had expected Lu Yongyi to make such a choice when they saw the news, they could not stop trembling when he actually made the decision.
"Shelter Leader Lu… no! There's bound to be sacrifices in war, but without you, we people won't be able to make it very far!"
"Yeah, Shelter Leader Lu, it's better for us to rise and resist a brute like Ying Tianlong!"
"If you leave and something goes wrong with the reinforcements, if they don't get here in time, wouldn't that then be equivalent to killing hundreds of thousands of people for the sake of a few thousand people?"
"Shelter Leader Lu…"
There was not a single person who agreed that Lu Yongyi should take the Tundra One to his death!
On the deck, all the captains argued with one another in unison.
Two hundred and forty thousand people had died in the Tundra fleet.
This number was twenty times the number of hostages on the opposite side!
To allow these people to be sacrificed in vain and to allow the remaining hundreds of thousands of people to lose their pillar of support for these hostages, it was…
Unwise!
Both sides had not fought up to the point of no return, so to hand over their biggest advantage and send away their tied-up top general to the other side was…
Not valiant!
At this moment, with such an unwise and cowardly manner, everyone had racked their brains to find a way to 'morally kidnap' Lu Yongyi.
However, just like before, Lu Yongyi did not stop anyone from arguing this time. He instead looked at the end of the sea with a smile on his face.
He spread his hands on the railing of Tundra One. As he smelt the ocean breeze mingled with the scent of bloodshed, he laughed.
"Sigh… I'm getting old, hahaha! I thought I could bear this pressure by myself. I didn't expect that I would almost break.
"Our reinforcements won't be late, and none of us will have to die.
"Oh, right, haven't you guys been wondering about who our reinforcements are?
"He's…"
Lu Yongyi mouthed the name, not saying it out loud.
For the humans living in the wasteland, the name he mouthed was far more familiar than the name of the shelter they were currently in.
"Rely on… Su?"
"How's that possible? Our reinforcements, how could they be…"
"Holy sh*t, is Shelter Leader Lu serious? F*ck, sh*t, f*ck!"
Lu Yongyi nodded slightly as he saw the faces of disbelief that the captains and sailors below him had on.
The support from the Almighty Su was a powerful medicine, and in critical moments, it would bring about a rush of adrenaline!
However, if exposed to the enemy or traitors too soon, it might cause a disaster.
If it explodes at the right time, it can get results that are over 150%, 200%, or more effective!
However, now, with only half an hour left to turn the clock, Lu Yongyi felt that. . .
The opportunity that he had been waiting for had arrived!
There was so much darkness in this world that it made people forget that there was still light!
The brute of the wasteland was so aggressive that not even a single person was capable of stopping him!
This world should not be like this!
The time for the world to change was coming!
After confirming that the Almighty Su was the reinforcement, none of the captains dared to oppose him this time, nor did anyone question Lu Yongyi's decision.
For the raft warriors below, they knew that the fleet's reinforcements were coming soon but were not aware that it was the Almighty Su.
However, this did not hinder the acting skills rooted in everyone's genes!
In no time, hundreds of thousands of people participated in this big show. Some hostages even joined in too.
A message popped up on the Regional Channel, and they thanked it with the utmost sincerity!
[Congratulations to the players in the 6732 channel's region. Your Regional Channel has been entered by the No. 1 player with the double nameplate holder!]
[Please welcome the respected 'King of the Acid Rain', 'Emperor of the Blizzard'… Su Mo into this Regional Channel.]
[It has been detected that a powerful player has entered this Regional Channel. The entry effect has automatically been triggered (Cooldown: 10 days)]
[Congratulations to all players in this Regional Channel, you will automatically receive some additional attributes: 100% energy recovery speed*12H]
[Congratulations to all players in this Regional Channel, you will automatically receive some additional points: 100 Disaster Points]
Along the way, Su Mo had been afraid of revealing his location, so he had never once entered the Regional Channel.
In other words, other than the channels near the basin, this was the first time that Su Mo had entered the updated Regional Channel after the ocean hit.
He did not say anything.
But this dramatic entrance… was enough!
When he appeared in the wasteland, his name only meant one thing…
'All the darkness ends with me!'
"Ying Tianlong, you can't escape. Once the Almighty Su arrives, there will be no place for traitors like you to hide in the wasteland. You're dead for sure!"
"As for the people who follow you, as long as you're willing to let them rescue the hostages, I can promise you that they will be allowed to live."
"Decide for yourself!"
Cut them some slack?
As Ying Tianlong fell helplessly to the ground, a crew member quickly ran down from Tundra One and spread Lu Yongyi's words throughout the crowd.
It was not that Lu Yongyi was not capable of using dirty tricks. In many cases, he just was unwilling to pull them out.
As things unraveled, the over three hundred people that were following Ying Tianlong reacted without hesitation and rushed toward him.
Lu Yongyi's words opened up new possibilities for them and showed them what they needed to do to survive!
"Boss, the Almighty Su is here! Why don't you retreat for now? Staying would cause more trouble!"
"Cousin, you asked us to do these things in the first place. Now that the Almighty Su is here, if he's to investigate…"
"Tianlong, you should hurry. The Almighty Su is here… We've committed crimes that can be forgiven with punishment, but you…"
"Brother Ying, why don't you make some sacrifices…"
Their words were only exacerbating his already pitiful state, rubbing salt into his wounds. It was every man for himself, so those that wanted to flee had fled, and those that wanted to leave to join the Almighty Su had left.
The three hundred warriors that were still following Ying Tianlong were not surprised by his current state!
Once upon a time, Su Mo had bluntly said that all traitors would be killed.
As their leader, no matter what Ying Tianlong did now, there was no escaping death.
On the other hand, if he were to die now, before the Almighty Su arrived, he could give the people who followed him a reason. A reason for why they were led astray.
In the heat of the moment, the people in front of him that had once been his allies, Brother Ying on the left and the cousins on the right, exposed their true colors. Ying Tianlong staggered as he tried to stand up. Ultimately, he fell down again.
"Tianlong, make up your mind quickly before the foreign races notice!"
"If they find out, we'll have nowhere to run!"
In the crowd, four young people immediately rushed forward and 'helped' Ying Tianlong as two middle-aged men shot them a look.
There were two on his left and two on his right as he was dragged up from the ground like a rag doll.
Lu Yongyi had wanted them to rescue all the hostages as proof of allegiance, but it had been too difficult as there had only been three hundred of them.
Thus, they opted for the easier route of proof of allegiance…
Ying Tianlong!
"Heh… cough, you really think that just because you have me captured, that Su Mo kid is going to let you go?
"You have no idea what kind of person he truly is!
"He's a hypocrite, a tyrant, and he has no ounce of mercy! He kills people like flies, and he doesn't care about the lives of people like you!
"Besides… he's already here! Where else can you run?"
He was furious.
Ying Tianlong's face was as white as paper, and he coughed up a small mouthful of bloody phlegm. He looked as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Being held down by four young men, he did not choose to escape nor resist.
In front of everyone, he weakly pointed to the sky that was a little brighter than before and raised his head, an unreadable look in his eyes. He seemed to be sighing and groaning as if he was anticipating something.
The direction he was looking in was a very strange one. It was neither the direction of the fleet nor the direction of the base camp of the foreign races.
However, at that moment. . .
The direction he was looking in seemed to be magical…
At the bow of Tundra One, Lu Yongyi was excited. Tears welled up in his eyes as he stared out into the distance.
Hundreds of thousands of survivors on the Tundra Fleet spontaneously knelt down on the deck.
More and more foreign races appeared in the direction they were kneeling towards, and loud shouts could be heard from that direction.
The 'warriors' who wanted to use him as proof of allegiance collapsed onto the ground just like those on the Tundra Fleet.
In everyone's line of sight, as it got closer to the time the clock would tick over, the sky suddenly lit up.
In the distant horizon, twelve luminous empennages appeared like twelve Halley's Comets!
The foreign races might not have known what it was…
However, the humans knew.
The survivors knew that this was justice, justice that would sweep away the darkness!
Ying Tianlong knew that this was a baptism, a baptism by fire that would burn all the filth of the
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Chapter 410: Welcome…The Almighty Su!
Dong dong dong dong!
In the skies, the succession of sonic booms rumbled and echoed.
The sonic booms birthed rings of clouds that were evidently visible in the pitch-black night.
High up in the skies, twelve spots of light shone and magnified by fivefold—all within a matter of seconds at an astonishing speed.
The light was intensely brilliant and eye-piercing.
Yet at this instance, no one evaded the "warmth" brought upon by the brilliance.
All the while, the tsunami was still churning aggressively.
Yet, compared to the twelve meteors in the skies, the tsunami's magnificence faded in comparison.
Ignoring the foreign clans, the survivors collectively clung onto one raft ferry, lying face down on all fours on the deck as they glued themselves onto the wooden surface.
There were a few murmurs of a chant at first. Soon, the chant resonated be heard in the realm, "God bless Huaxia! God bless mankind!"
The chants were few at first; insignificant when compared to the roars of the tsunami. However, the chants were soon resounded by the hundreds of thousands that joined along.
The chants echoed even miles away—resembling a temple bell that chimed every morning—and traversed into the hearts of all living beings within the region.
The foreign clans that were still in the middle of restoring poked their heads out too and saw the twelve meteors.
Several leaders of the foreign terrestrial clan seemed to know what was going on. Amongst the crowd, they roared as they tried to warn the others.
Yet, the commotion outside drowned their warnings. Only several who were close enough managed to capture portions of their warnings.
"Golden Lion King? Live broadcast? Super weapons?"
"Everyone will die? Golden Lion King, or was it Golden Su?"
"We have been tricked? What trick? What is going on?"
The ordinary members of foreign clans did not have a core.
Even if the leaders of the foreign clans tried to issue warning signals via the Regional Channel, it was already too late.
Amidst the commotion, all the ordinary members could catch were portions of sentences that were interrupted midway. They scratched their heads trying to make sense of things—the word "confused" was imprinted onto their faces.
As they were vaporized, their confused looks would also be…
Their final expression!
Boom!
Bzz, bzz, bzz…
Boom, boom, boom…
Bzz…
Rockets were different from missiles; rockets would gain more velocity along their path as they gradually depleted the fuel they brought along.
Initially, a rocket would have a velocity of two Mach at launch. At the end of its flight, it might accelerate all the way up to four Mach!
Counting by the seconds, every R-1 rocket would achieve an impressive velocity of 1.3 km/s!
The frightening velocity of the rockets gave their targets no time to react as the twelve meteors landed.
The radius of impact was controlled and monitored by the Defense Master. The twelve rockets were not aimed to maximize their damage; rather, they were strategically launched to maximize…
Terror!
Only five of the rockets landed at the area where most of the foreign races were concentrated at. The rest had exploded on the perimeters, claiming only a small portion of the foreign race.
Despite this, mankind had previously sacrificed two hundred thousand men to only exterminate sixty thousand members of the foreign race. This blow, on the other hand, took out more than seventy thousand!
The foreign races were previously so fearsome with the twelve hundred thousand forces that they had amassed. After the rocket blast, there were barely… thirty thousand left in their army!
Moreover, the impact from the rocket blast had magnified the intensity of the tsunami's turbulence by four times over!
The few who did not prepare beforehand and were in close proximity of the blast were immediately tossed onto the surface of the sea.
The originally "gentle" seawater became as hard as cement when the impact increased its momentum, killing all the foreign races immediately the second they were struck.
The humans had secured themselves firmly in place onto the raft ferries and decks. Despite the chain of aggressive motions that rocked the ships, the humans had suffered no accidents.
The fire that ignited from the explosion did not subside as it raged on the seas. The fire caught up with wooden boats of the foreign clans—starting a second fiery disaster!
In a split second, time seemed to have crept to sunset, where the sun would soon touch the horizons. It was now time to sound the call to charge!
"My brothers… charge!"
"It's finally time… to beat up these miserable dogs!"
"We will spare those who surrender! Lay down your arms and we will spare you!'
"If you're on our side, don't run around. Duck and brace yourself. Be careful to not get caught in the crossfire!"
The explosion erupted behind where the foreign races' army was.
The raft ferries transporting hostages and Tundra One that was at the frontline of the battle did not suffer any major damage.
Even Ying Tianlong and his three hundred warriors merely suffered minor abrasions. They had not secured themselves beforehand and were tossed around—knocking onto objects on the ship—and got some superficial wounds.
At the same time, Lu Yongyi on Tundra One blared his trumpet. Now bubbled with panic, the foreign races looked up.
Within their eyesight, the body of Tundra One that once seemed empty was now gushing with nearly hundreds of murlocs.
Worse still, all of them were gripping onto… guns!
Bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!
Tat… tat…
Brtttt…
The three distinct cracks from the different gunshots blended surprisingly well in harmony.
In a matter of seconds, an orchestra of gunfire and bloodshed rang through the surface of the sea.
Some of the foreign races who previously threatened humans on the raft ferries did not manage to escape in time. As the humans crouched down and aimed their guns at them, they became organic target practice for shooting.
Following two more barrages of assault, the ships in the Tundra Fleet's direction begin to advance.
This time, the survivors' sole purpose was…
To counterattack!
The deafening blare to charge was answered by the ships—advancing forward like predators prowling onto their prey. The survivors swapped their long-range weapons for iron spears and swords.
The rescued hostages reached into thin air and retrieved weapons. They too had joined the frontline of the assault!
The firepower of Tundra One overwhelmed the foreign races. They had barely recovered from the twelve meteors' devastating damage before getting diced into lumps of unrecognizable flesh by the frenzied humans.
The tenacious morale of mankind was strong. Despite having received enhancements, the foreign races were like feeble chicks—incapable of resisting.
The foreign races ran as humans chased after them. They… were trying to escape the catastrophe!
Within an hour, the Tundra fleet had only paid the price of five hundred casualties to miraculously destroy more than ten thousand of the foreign races.
Only twenty thousand of the foreign races remained. The immense pressure from the assault made two thousand surrender while another three thousand chose to run and escape in various directions.
The final fifteen thousand chose to cluster up together, forming a crude line of defense against the humans' attacks.
The assault had nearly depleted all ammunition and gunpowder available on the ships.
Facing the makeshift defense of the foreign race, Lu Yongyi kept his cool and calmly instructed all human survivors. He asked them to form a circle and surround all of the foreign races within.
These humans were once their prey. Now, the tables had turned.
The foreign races knew that they were…
Defeated!
On the other front of the battle, Ying Tianlong did not manage to escape along with his three hundred warriors either.
They had intended to escape at the very beginning of this battle, only to find themselves surrounded. The angry Liu Neng and Zhang Long had brought along five hundred men to intercept Ying Tianlong.
Comparing the humans and the foreign warriors, it seemed like the latter had more capacity to defend themselves.
However, Zhang Long's casual announcement dissuaded any intention to fight back. "Besides Ying Tianlong, we'll spare the rest. Surrender half of your supplies and you'll be spared from the punishment of death alone."
With barely any resistance, the foreign races chose to surrender themselves.
Once tied up, Zhang Long surged with rage. He shot two of the beasts that had tortured the hostages. Realization struck the warriors that they were deceived.
"Yeah, I lied. So what? Did you really think humans would honor their words with animals?"
Disdainfully, Zhang Long watched the anger subside from their face and replaced by dismay.
Zhang Long laughed mockingly as he beckoned for others to watch over these animals while he dragged Ying Tianlong up to Tundra One.
"Shelter Leader Lu, I've brought you the old dog, Ying Tianlong!"
Lu Yongyi was standing at the bow of the ship as he examined the foreign races' defensive front.
Zhang Long gleefully hurled Ying Tianlong, now bound in ropes, across the deck with a loud thud.
Even with aching pain, Ying Tianlong merely stared blankly to his front with a pair of eyes that had lost their spark. It was as if he had accepted his fate.
However, his "guise" did not last for long.
Ying Tianlong realized Lu Yongyi kept his eyes trained ahead and ignored him completely. In less than five minutes, Ying Tianlong gave up on his guise and broke out into a roar.
"Lu Yongyi, Lu Yongyi, it's all your fault!
"You killed these people. These people are dead because of you, and not me, Ying Tianlong!
"It's you, this is all because of you!
"If it wasn't for Qiu Xinghuo, you'd never have become the leader of Tundra Shelter. These people respect me. I'm the one they should be worshipping!"
Ying Tianlong rambled on; his words were incoherent.
The sight of Lu Yongyi's silhouette in front of him infuriated and filled his eyes with resentment and anger.
He struggled hard in his bonds. The ropes were cutting into his flesh but he barely realized it.
Sadly, Lu Yongyi did not even utter a word nor turned his back after hearing Ying Tianlong's roars.
Besides the jeers that came from the deck, Lu Yongyi did not react at all, as though no one was talking to him. His gaze was affixed forward in full attention as he deliberated the situation.
In dealing with a madman, arguing along would merely descend you to the same level as them.
Ignoring them, however, would infuriate them instead; leaving them stomping their feet but to no avail.
Ying Tianlong continued his insanity for five minutes before finally stopping to take a breath. He was like a beast in a frenzy that was panting in hollow breaths.
"Tired? I thought you'll be able to shout for another five minutes more? Is this all that you've got?"
Mockingly, Lu Yongyi finally turned around.
As Lu Yongyi finished his sentence, the deck erupted in laughter. The tense atmosphere instantaneously became cheerful and lively.
"For real, Ying Tianlong. Xinghuo may have emasculated you, but now I… Lu Yongyi, express my gratitude from the depths of my heart.
"Did you know? If you hadn't appeared and bought us time, humans would've lost two-thirds of their population. I might've perished here in the seas too.
"I'm thankful for you. No, we're thankful for you. We're sincerely thankful for your contribution!
"Even though you've made countless mistakes in your early life, we can't deny that this last contribution of yours is splendid!"
Lu Yongyi passed the telescope that he held to a crew member standing nearby.
With a kind expression, he lowered himself and slowly helped Ying Tianlong to get on his feet. All the while, Ying Tianlong had flames spitting out from his eyes.
Next, Lu Yongyi even amiably helped Ying Tianlong onto a chair that one of his crew handed over to him.
"Lu Yongyi, kill me. I dare you to kill me! Insulting me won't do you any good. I won't let you go even when I'm dead!"
Each of these words came out furiously through Ying Tianlong's gritted teeth.
However, Lu Yongyi shook his head at these words. His smile remained bright as he replied, "Kill you? No, I'll never kill you. In fact, I guarantee that no one on this ship will kill you!
"This sea, your life, they all belong to…
"Him!"
As he finished talking, Lu Yongyi gestured.
The crew members standing next to them understood immediately. They carried the chair with Ying Tianlong on it and placed it securely by the bow of the ship.
Here, Ying Tianlong was allowed the magnificent and grand 360-degree view of the sea.
Here, he could see everything that was happening on the surface of the sea.
After the battle, the time was now 12:56—past midnight. As Ying Tianlong sat there, his wait was destined to be brief.
When four minutes had passed and the clock bell struck sharply at one, a "huge sun" emerged at the horizon where the sea met the skies.
The light radiating from the "sun" had an orange hue with a tinge of yellow, illuminating almost half of the night sky. Accompanying the light was the battering of wind as something was accelerating forward.
Compared to the "meteors" that sped through the skies at 4000 kilometers per hour, this "sun" vessel was traveling at a relatively slow speed of 180 kilometers per hour.
Yet, all eyes were affixed to this "sun".
In front of the foreign races, all the survivors including Lu Yongyi and his men collectively…
Knelt on one knee!
From the seas, a faint chant done in unison gradually became louder and louder, until the voices soared into the skies!
"Welcome…"
"Almighty Su!"
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Chapter 411: Request to Go Alongside, a Historical Meeting
Since ancient times, Huaxian heroes embodied the spirit of self-sacrifice, often choosing to sacrifice themselves for the greater good.
Before facing their final battles, most of these heroes had undergone years of painstaking training and had forged wills of iron through trials and tribulations. They believed that their persistence, hard work and willingness to sacrifice would allow them to achieve the impossible.
If this kind of person was placed in the civilized era on Earth, they would definitely be considered worthy of the admiration of the current and future generations.
However, on the wasteland, such sentiments were unable to restore the spirits of the survivors.
One should not look at the heroes from Amurica with rose-tinted glasses. In the current environment, the survivors really needed someone who could stand up for them.
A person who could bring them hope!
Amidst the dark night, a 'sun' shone brightly.
The orange-yellow light in the distance gradually drew closer, driving away all the darkness.
Although everyone had solemn expressions on their faces, when the roars from the ship's high-speed movement gradually subsided, they raised their heads curiously and looked at the 'sun'.
Everyone was curious about the Almighty Su's vessel.
Everyone was also looking forward to the kind of surprise Almighty Su, who represented the pinnacle of human power, would bring to everyone.
However, the amazing thing was that, from just a glance, thousands of people stood up on the deck in shock.
Within their line of sight, the ocean's surface that was originally calm seemed to have been suddenly 'slashed' open by the God of the Ocean's trident. A gap suddenly appeared on the surface of the ocean.
From beneath this gap, the light source that had been seen in the distance earlier gradually floated upward like the rising sun.
Since Hope One was covered by the orange-yellow light, no one could not see what was inside.
However, there were two familiar Huaxia words affixed to the outer layer of the ball of light, acting like a mantra that kept the seawater from pouring in.
"Hope…
"One?"
Many people who were looking at the scene read the words out loud unconsciously.
However, the next second, they suddenly realized the meaning of those two words.
Woosh!
In an instant, the emotions within the hearts of all the Huaxian people present were ignited almost instantly!
In their moment of crisis, twelve 'meteors' shook the earth!
In times of hardship, the Sun of Hope shone so brilliantly.
This was Almighty Su!
This was Almighty Su from Huaxia!
This time, he still did not let anyone down!
This time, he still stood forth and led everyone to overcome this disaster!
After about ten seconds, the ball of light slowly disappeared from the bow.
Once the magical shield dissipated, and the ship inside was revealed, it was as if the entire matter was a foregone conclusion.
Everyone was cheering and celebrating.
Although they could not clearly make out the figure standing at the bow of the ship, they felt relief from simply seeing it from a distance.
However, what they did not know was that Almighty Su, who was standing at the bow of the ship, was also very excited at this time!
"OS, get me close to that ship in the north 29 direction immediately. Be careful not to avoid a collision!"
After scanning through the surrounding ships for a while, Su Mo locked onto Tundra One's in the fleet in an instant thanks to his excellent eyesight.
It looked very different from the powerful ship of the line displayed in Lu Yongyi's video call previously.
Right now, all the masts on Tundra One were broken, and the surface of the hull was covered with grayish-black bloodstains.
From these traces, Su Mo could sense the ferocity and difficulty of the previous battle.
Fortunately, he had still managed to catch up!
"Captain Lu Yongyi, Hope One is beginning to approach your Tundra fleet. Requesting permission to come alongside."
"Captain Su Mo, you are welcome to join us! The Tundra fleet is ready. Please proceed from the north 34 direction!"
Two messages appeared in the Regional Channel one after the other.
This historic moment was destined to be recorded in the annals of history, and was engraved in the minds of hundreds of thousands of people as the beginning of the true rise of humankind on the wasteland.
Under the light of the surrounding flames, everyone quietly watched and admired the beautiful sight of Hope One sailing on the ocean.
In six minutes and nineteen seconds, the two ships came alongside each other.
Under the control of the OS, Hope One's anchor was slowly lowered, and two sturdy steel wires were also naturally lowered from the hull.
There were experienced sailors from Earth on Tundra One that immediately recognized the purpose of these two wires.
After spending two minutes connecting the ships, a figure in black armor appeared alongside Hope One's guardrails.
What happened next terrified the onlookers. The armored figure took out a zipline pulley, attached it to the wire, and swooped down like a falcon.
"Hurry, grab a cushion!"
"It's too late. Everyone, go up and catch him! Don't make any mistakes!"
After hearing Liu Neng's shout, everyone panicked and tried to go over to use their bodies to soften the impact. However, they suddenly saw the armored figure release his hold on the pulley, leap up and flip miraculously in mid-air as he approached the deck of Tundra One. After dissipating the force of his momentum and impact, he landed firmly on the deck.
This set of moves was even fancier than that of a professional gymnast.
However, the impact of this scene at this moment brought a smile to the faces of every crew member.
This was Almighty Su, and he was the strongest among all!
The upper limits of human physical ability were really terrifying!
However, even though the figure was standing still, the crew members were not like crazed fans in the civilized era, who would rush up screaming when they saw their idols.
With awe and admiration in the eyes, everyone raised their right hand and saluted the figure uniformly.
This was the loftiest welcome and the most solemn token of appreciation they could give.
With gratitude on their faces and solemn eyes, everyone looked at the only two people present who did not salute, aside from Su Mo.
To no one's surprise, the first person was Lu Yongyi.
However, the second person…
Without giving anyone the time to process her identity, and under the shocked gazes of all who were present, the second person immediately ran over after seeing the armored figure raise his hand and remove his visor, revealing a youthful, but familiar face.
Right after that, the person jumped into the arms of the armored figure.
"Brother! Boohoo! Why did you only arrive now? They killed a lot of us, boohoo! They took our people as hostages and they almost…"
?
Hearing the sobbing whimpers, the words that all the crew members were about to voice out were suddenly stuck in their throats.
'Wait, brother?'
'Wait, what is going on?'
Except for Lu Yongyi and Shen Ke, who were standing behind with a hint of surprise on their faces, the other crew members were stunned!
In front of them, Almighty Su, who was famous across the wasteland, did not push the figure away, but instead hugged the other person even tighter.
"I'm here, don't worry. We'll be safe in the future and no one will dare to bully us again!"
"I promise."
Su Mo had initially thought that he could restrain the turbulent emotions in his heart since they had briefly met during the title promotion battle.
However, at this moment, after hugging his sister and feeling her sobbing in his arms, he was unable to maintain his composure!
Regardless of the strange gazes of the people around him, Su Mo gently patted her on the head and comforted her.
Time also seemed to slow down.
This scene that played out on the originally dangerous wasteland actually gave everyone a sense of security that made them feel as if they were back on Earth.
After some time, seeing that Su Chan was no longer sobbing and had shyly broke away from his embrace and hidden herself behind him, Su Mo smiled, stepped forward, and stretched out his right hand.
"Nice to meet you, Shelter Leader Lu!"
"Nice to meet you, Almighty Su!"
The two warm palms clasped each other under everyone's gaze. Then, they clenched together tightly.
At this moment, Almighty Su, who was 'bound' by the bonds of family and friendship, lost the aura of a God.
However, at this moment, the young Almighty Su made everyone feel a sense of intimacy from the depths of their hearts.
…
Late at night, at 1.33 am, there was almost half an hour until the game would be updated.
The flaming embers from the impact of the rockets were still burning.
The smoke from the debris of the foreign races boats and ships clouded the entire sky.
There were figures moving about in and on the blood-stained ocean.
The younger crew members were responsible for cleaning the battlefield. While they were busy salvaging materials floating on the sea, they happily 'scrambled' for the treasure chests that were floating with the waves.
The older ones were divided into two teams. One team took the materials and tools gathered from the fleet to repair the damage done to the ship, while the other team gathered the remains of the deceased.
The smell of gunpowder lingered in the air.
Hope One welcomed the first batch of 'strangers' since its launch.
With Su Chan in the lead, Shen Ke, Liu Neng, Zhang Long, and other 26 surviving captains were like village folk who had never seen the world entering the city for the first time. They were looking everywhere and touching everything along the way.
Although Moore, who enthusiastically greeted them in the beginning, surprised them, they soon came back to their senses, and the group quickly became close.
Then, the guests were entertained in the same manner they would be when visiting someone's house.
Lu Yongyi, who had been standing on the bow of the ship next to Su Mo, finally showed a relieved smile as he watched Moore take everyone down to view the lower decks.
"Su Mo, I really want to thank you for coming to our rescue in time, otherwise, there would only be a few of us who would survive in the end."
Su Mo smiled and shook his head, "Old Lu, you're treating me like an outsider by saying such things. Speaking of which, I have to thank you for taking care of my sister this whole time. If it weren't for your hard work, how could the fleet survive until today?"
Lu Yongyi was delighted. "Haha, it's good to hear compliments from Almighty Su."
Lu Yongyi was a good and honest person. From their previous interactions, they were not strangers and got along quite well. In fact, they felt like they had just met an old friend.
He politely said a few words of gratitude, which could be regarded as thanking him for Su Chan's matter.
When the siblings were reunited earlier, Lu Yongyi had already figured out the entire story.
However, this did not make Lu Yongyi feel uncomfortable, but instead gave him an unprecedented sense of stability.
There was no free lunch in this world, nor were there free favors.
Although the Tundra Shelter had also given Su Mo some things after the end of the second disaster, and in their subsequent transactions and exchanges, the sum of their contributions were incomparable to what Su Mo had given them.
Especially the firearms and ammunition support before the battle, which felt more like a pie falling from the sky. Su Mo's inexplicable generosity had made Lu Yongyi feel uneasy.
However, at this moment, he completely understood!
At the same time, he also knew that it was because of Su Chan's affinity with the Tundra Shelter.
Based on Su Mo's character, in the years to come, as long as the Tundra Shelter did not do anything out of the ordinary, the two sides would be able to continue their amicable relationship.
Even if such a thing never happened again, it was still a huge stroke of luck for the Tundra Shelter!
"By the way, Su Mo, you said previously that you would end the tsunami disaster on its final day and trigger the war between the three races. I wonder if we can be of any assistance."
Touching the guardrails on Hope One with emotion, Lu Yongyi's eyes flashed with envy and said after thinking a little.
The crisis faced by the Tundra fleet was just a microcosm of the situation all human beings were currently facing on the wasteland ocean.
Here, they were supported and saved by Su Mo.
However, there were still countless human beings struggling to survive throughout the entire wasteland.
For these people, they not only had to deal with these crazy foreign races, but also with the increasingly devastating tsunami disaster.
If the tsunami disaster could be resolved even one minute sooner, then the pressure on these people would be greatly relieved.
"Help? You can't help me!"
Looking at Lu Yongyi's slightly surprised expression, Su Mo raised his finger and pointed to the foreign race defensive front in the distance and said with a grin, "Only they can help me!"
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Chapter 412: Version 3.0, Real Survival!
After Hope One came to a standstill, the remaining 15 thousand foreign races in the distance broke out into a small commotion.
It was just that the commotion was drowned out by the cheers of the human survivors, resulting in many people forgetting about their existence.
After all, since Almighty Su had arrived, these foreign races were as good as dead In the eyes of the survivors.
Their fate had already been written in stone; the only difference was whether they would die sooner or die later.
However, at this moment, when Lu Yongyi saw Su Mo smiling and looking at those foreign races with excitement, he could not help but rub his hands in anticipation, but refrained from speaking.
The state of a human's psyche was contagious.
As Su Mo had completely relaxed after being reunited with his sister, the people around him were also infected by his good mood. They felt as if they had returned to Earth and, for a while, everyone gained some much needed relief.
The feeling of peace and safety was hard to come by for these people on the wasteland.
Lu Yongyi was not an ambitious person. He was more than happy to stand behind someone powerful.
At 1.50 am, Moore brought the captains back on deck.
Su Mo clapped his hands and called out to Li Li, "Go, get someone to bring me the set of audio equipment in the ship's warehouse and… bring the microphones to the deck for me!"
He wanted to have some background music playing before he pulled off something big.
For human beings, language might not fully convey what a person wanted to express, but music would, especially when paired with the Eternal Flame Lamp that had yet to be turned on.
Su Mo believed that once this crazy plan, which had been prepared for many days, really unfolded, human beings on this wasteland would embark on a journey of progress and growth.
"Su Mo, I'll bring my people back first. The game will be updated soon and, if an accident occurs, it'll be troublesome if no one is around to manage the situation."
"After this disaster is over, let's have a drink together. I still have a lot of good things in my place."
"Okay, Old Lu. I'll take care of everything."
One by one, he shook hands with the captains who were on the frontlines of the war of resistance. Su Mo laughed when he saw everyone's excited expressions. It felt like he was a celebrity meeting his fans.
In the civilized era, it was more difficult for ordinary people to stand out.
However, in this wild and savage wasteland era, as long as one grasped the right opportunity and moment, anyone could stand at the peak, which was something that they would never have dared to dream about before.
After sending off all the captains one by one, Su Mo saw that there were only a few minutes remaining until the game update. He was not in a hurry, and took his time bringing Su Chan over to the captain's quarters on the third floor.
"Just stay here later. Don't go out even if anything happens outside."
Su Chan blinked. "Brother, are you going to do something big again? The last time you slew… When you slew that god, I saw your performance on the game live broadcast stream."
"I would have called you dashing if you weren't my brother. Do you know those 18 to 40-year-old women in the Tundra Shelter were all mesmerized by you? Tsk tsk tsk, but since you are my brother…"
Su Mo glared at her. "So you were lying when you said on the phone back then that I looked handsome?"
Su Chan blushed and avoided his gaze. "Oh, don't pay attention to such details. I have to say, Brother, you look really awesome when you are acting all high and mighty, but… something's missing. You don't seem to exude enough presence. Perhaps this time you can…"
"…"
"Oh, by the way, you will have to come up with a few more slogans when the time comes. How can you not shout out some slogans when you arrive on the scene?"
As someone who was born in the late-2000s, Su Chan's ideas were very strange. They basically catered to the needs and tastes of 'youngsters'.
The hero in her mind had to show up with special effects, exuding a murderous aura while waving their hands. If they had a glorious speech and a domineering slogan, then it would look even better.
In short, if a hero was too individualistic, then the people from the newer generation like them would not like them.
However, if a hero epitomized an awakening or greatness, then that hero would be deified by the youngsters.
Su Mo understood what Su Chan was getting at, but for Su Mo, an old guy born in the early-1990s, the way he would express this was…
"To be honest, I'm going to sing a song…"
Su Chan, "D*mn it…"
Just like that, Su Mo put down his headset in satisfaction as he looked at the shocked expression on Su Chan's face. Then, he walked out of the captain's quarters and swaggered out.
So what if he sang? Who said that he wasn't allowed to sing if his singing sounded bad?
We're playing rock and roll, baby!
Why would something major always happen after Mr. Wang released his new song? It was simply because rock and roll was bad*ss!
…
Three minutes later, as Su Mo was sitting on the beach chair at the bow of the ship and listening for the notification from the game, the game's update progress finally reached 99.9%. Su Mo had an idea and quickly summoned the game panel.
The sudden variation in the current number of creatures was extremely abnormal if one referred to the previous records of the game's 'contestants'.
This round's human beings were too good at the game, and it had led to many unreasonable differences in the gameplay and rules set by the game1.
Setting the other things aside, there had been a huge bug that had caused the number of living organisms to plummet during this war on the ocean.
In just two months, after detecting that the human's strength had reached a certain standard, the game had changed the rules and directly initiated the ocean version.
However, if they were to talk about strength, in these two months, human beings had not even passed the novice stage. They had nothing and had only managed to build vessels by collecting and piecing things together.
If one took one glance at the vessels sailing on the ocean, it could be seen that 60% of human beings were still using the rafts converted from the game's shelter core.
For foreign races, their strength had basically not improved much either in these two months.
This was even more so when over 80% of the foreign races had been infected with the Superpower Suppressant. After three months, they would definitely not be able to meet the energy requirements to maintain their sanity, and would definitely turn into bloodthirsty 'zombies'.
This had led to them entering a 'dead end' situation even before the game had truly started.
This situation was definitely beyond the expectations of the game, which was why it started the update without any warning.
Mysteriously and inexorably, Su Mo had a feeling that the version 3.0 update of the game would bring a major change in the wasteland.
It would either be a form of support so that all living creatures would get a second chance at life, or it would be death and destruction, seeking to restart the entire game scenario with a new batch of living creatures.
After the update finished and the annoying update interface finally disappeared, Su Mo did not hesitate and activated the game panel to start checking things out.
"Oh? This is huge!"
"Just as I predicted, this son of a b*tch game has begun to play dirty tricks on us!"
Su Mo frowned as he listened to the beeping sounds in his ear and looked at most of the functions on the game panel that now had question marks on them. Then, a cautious look appeared on his face.
[Record: It has been detected that the current death toll of living creatures (humans: 39%, foreign races: 27%) far exceeds the predicted value. The game will make the necessary adjustments automatically and issue a version update.
[Record: The third version update will automatically be installed in the current wasteland world after ten days.
[Record: The third world version is about real survival! The first trailer is coming in hot.
[Record: It has been detected that, according to the current progress of the game, the probability of extinction of the human race is 96.8%, and the probability of extinction for the foreign races is 99.9% within the next 100 days. All living creatures will get the right to vote and request certain interventions during the next seven disasters. Please view the specific entry to check out the relevant information!
[Record: A major loophole in the game rules has been detected. In order to thank all players for verifying and remedying it, this update will issue certain rewards for the players' contributions in addressing the loophole. For more details of the rewards, please view the specific entry to check out the relevant information!
[Record: Congratulations to the human player 'Su Mo'. It has been detected that your contribution value is ranked first among all living creatures. You can use the game panel to view your reward and compensation. Happy gaming!
The six announcement notifications indicated that the game had thoroughly discovered the shortcomings of going by the rulebook, and that this version 3.0 update was a patch fix.
Within the next 100 days, the probability of extinction of both the humans and foreign races exceeded 95%.
To a certain extent, this update indicated that the game had given up on continuing to push everyone forward along its predetermined route.
However, in a sense, the game had not completely given up on all living creatures and chosen to restart the scenario either.
Perhaps it was due to the discovery of this so-called loophole that the game temporarily gave the current wasteland creatures a chance.
However, as he looked at the words 'real survival' and thought of the game functions that were now covered in question marks, a conjecture that was anything but reassuring gradually formed in Su Mo's heart.
He focused his thoughts and tapped on it quickly. Then the game interface transformed smoothly.
It looked almost the same as the last ocean update trailer. Except for a video, the trailer for real survival did not include any written hints.
With a sinking heart, Su Mo immediately organized his thoughts and tapped into it to start reading and observing.
Unlike the last time, when the game had spent half an hour elaborating on the legend of the God of the Ocean, the game seemed to have accepted its fate and went straight into the subject-matter.
"To survive and return to nature, living creatures will traverse the wilderness and swaps, wandering between hope and despair."
"In the face of a natural disaster, one should use their tenacious will…"
"…"
The droning voice sounded like a spell being chanted. Almost every sentence conveyed a large amount of information about the version update.
After the droning voice concluded, new notification prompts began to pop up.
[Record: After the installation of the third version 'Real Survival', a large number of functions in the current game panel will be restricted/no longer available/charged. The specific list is as follows:
Chat (World Channel/No longer available, Level restrictions for Regional Channels/Unlocked at Shelter Lv4/charged, Private message/No longer available, Disaster Resistance Channel/Charged)
Trading market (No longer available)
Creation (No longer available (Below Rare)/Charged (Rare and above))
Storage space (Charged/Per-use)
Appraisal service (No longer available (Below Rare)/Charged (Rare and above))
…
[Record: The new disaster cycle will no longer be regulated according to the number of creatures. It is fixed at 7 days/minor disaster, 14 days/regular disaster, and 28 days/major disaster. Players can cast their votes for the disaster sequence selection but, after the selection is confirmed, the option will enter a locked state. It will be unlocked after three selection cycles are completed.
[Record: The new disaster intensity will be adjusted according to the player's location, specifically: New World (100%) / within 1000-5000 kilometers away from the New World (80%) / 5000-10000 kilometers away from the New World (60%) / 10000 kilometers away from the New World (40%).
[Record: The new reward mechanism will be regulated according to the player's location, specifically: New World (Yes)/Outside the New World (No).
[Record: The arrival of new players will encourage more competition between species.
[Record: The introduction of new buildings, ruins, scenarios, and environments will provide more opportunities for the courageous, specifically: New World (Yes) / Outside the New World (No).
[Record: New rule settings, the production of items/tools/weapons/armor using the game creation function… will incur a charge each time, depending on the rarity of the item.
[Record: New shelter setting (implemented after 30 days). Players will not be allowed to leave the vicinity of the shelter, within a certain range, after placing the shelter. This limit increases in tandem with the shelter level (Lv1: 50 km/Lv2: 70 km/Lv3: 90km/…). If the player exceeds the allowable range for more than 24 hours, the shelter core will automatically reset to its initial state. The shelter's level will be reduced back to one, and can be bound by any player.
This update was completely different from the previous one. In addition to the deactivation of certain game panel and shelter core functions, the new version update was very complex and complicated!
Even the preview only provided a brief introduction of the clauses and sub-clauses.
However, before Su Mo had finished looking through and analyzing the purpose and intention behind these specific updates, the sky outside quickly changed color.
Countless brilliant and dazzling auroras flashed lit up the night sky.
Similar to the descent of the Heavenly Dog Pseudo God last time, the wasteland sky was once again torn open like a curtain, and a rift was formed.
However, it was also different from last time. This time, the rift was no longer small, or singular. Instead, five giant rifts were distributed neatly in five different directions.
This extraordinary scene could be clearly seen no matter where one was on the wasteland.
Below, all the survivors of the Tundra fleet also came back to their senses after the shock of the game update. They were watching the sudden scene play out in the sky above, and could not stop themselves from shouting.
No one knew what was going to happen next, but Su Mo, who had expected this scene from the beginning, stood up slowly.
"It's finally time for this war between humans and foreign races to come to a conclusion!"
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Chapter 413: Gather! Legendary-Level Hope Unlocked!
Translator: Endless Fantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The descent of the Heavenly Dog Pseudo God seemed to have broken some of
the game's rules, resulting in a few bug fixes being implemented by the game
Right now, three minutes had passed and the length of the five rifts in the
wasteland's night sky was still growing slowly.
However, unlike the previous time, there was a seemingly endless cold wind
seeping out of the rift to the land below.
The surging waters of the ocean began to slowly freeze, almost as if someone
had pressed the slow-motion button.
The amazing thing was that this cold wind only affected the water; it did not
affect living creatures or objects.
Its only effect on creatures on the ocean was to 'slow down' them down; it did
not have a lethal effect.
However, even if this was the case, two minutes later, as the gap in the sky
continued to fluctuate, the seawater began freezing over.
Ice floes began to accumulate on the ocean's surface as the rate at which the
ocean froze sped up.
The fires burning next to the Tundra fleet were also gradually extinguished
under the influence of the forming ice, transforming into a mixture of smoke
and water vapor that floated into the sky.
The human beings who were swimming underwater quickly surfaced in panic.
They were stunned to find that, in just a few minutes, the thickness of the ice
could already carry the weight of a human.
Likewise, all the ships stopped moving and shaking after being trapped by the
ice. They could not move at all; it was as if they were glued in place.
Even Hope One, before it used its special abilities, was trapped on the surface
of the ocean by a solid layer of ice like the other ordinary ships.
According to his previous plan, Su Mo had wanted to use the identity of the
Golden Lion King to trigger the war of the three races to end the tsunami.
However, right now, the sudden arrival of the game version update and the
99.9% probability rate of extinction had helped him achieve this goal
prematurely.
The foreign races were panicking..
Or rather, the Five Royal Clans were panicking
Their 'investment' had reached the stage where it was finally time to cut their
losses. If they did not harvest it now and delayed things further, there would be
far more risk involved.
This time, they could not care about Almighty Su who could slay gods on the
wasteland.
Moreover, compared to the Heavenly Dog Pseudo God, the powerful strength
of the gods behind Five Royal Clans had already given them enough
confidence!
They believed that they could suppress this little mortal and this 'godless
wasteland at will after their gods descended!
However, what they did not know was...
In a remote area on the wasteland ocean, this mortal who had been ignored by
them was smiling at the rift from which their gods would descend.
"Sure enough, the game also discovered that these gods are the bugs on the
Wasteland!
Thanks to the reward from the last god slaying, the rules of the game have
unexpectedly changed."
"Perhaps if you want to see these so-called gods after the 'Real Survival'
version is installed, you'll have to go look for them in their homeland!"
Things did not turn out as expected.
After figuring out the game's attitude towards these gods, Su Mo was already
very familiar with what would happen next.
He had yet to enter combat, so the sounds of private messages could still be
heard ringing frantically in his ears.
All the players who were friends with Almighty Su, whether they were traders
who had added him as their friend but never spoke, or Lu Yongyi who just left,
had opened the game panel simultaneously and were sending him messages
frantically.
Different from last time, at this moment, when everyone once again
encountered this very similar crisis, they still held out hope for a new
life-saving measure.
As for this measure, could it save everyone's lives?
The answer was.
Yes!
After seeing the mass mailout that had been sent into the hundreds of people's
private messages in an instant by the game, Su Mo raised his hand and opened
the World Channel after doing some stretching.
From the early morning of Month 2, Day 24 to the early morning of Month 3,
Day 9, it had been 14 days since the emergence of the ocean.
Two weeks ago, there were more than 4 billion human beings on this
wasteland, but this number had since plummeted to 2.5 billion.
The silent demise of human beings on the wasteland was akin to boiling a frog
in warm water. It did not elicit much of a reaction from everyone.
However, right now, as the pseudo gods behind the Five Royal Clans
descended, it made every human being living on the wasteland feel fear and
dread!
At this moment, even the World Chat had a limit on the number of messages.
The refresh rate of the chat channel reached a terrifying new high!
"The seawater near us is frozen. This layer of ice is so thick that it can't be
hacked through with an iron pick. Can we only wait until we die at sea
The foreign races who were fighting against us just now are all kneeling on
the ground to greet them. It seems that it was the foreign races who did it this
time. I can't accept this, I don't want to accept this!
There are so many descents within just two months, can this even be called
survival?
This game is so awesome. I have finally learned what Real Survival truly
means!
"Fck! It would have been better for me to stay on Earth and be smashed by a
meteor. If this kind of creature will show up every once in a while, how canI
live?
"What about Almighty Su? We have Almighty Su. He slew the god last time.If
they descend this time, they'll still have to die!
"You're still thinking about Almighty Su? Brother, this time it's not one god,
but five! Who can stand up to five of them?"
"We've already lost 40% of our population in one war, and now we have to face
such creatures. This really is a game, a game of human life
"D mn, d mn, d*mn! Almighty Su sent me a message just now, saying that I
don't have to worry because he's here!
"Really?
Yeah! It's real! My friend is friends with Almighty Su and he did send the
message. He really sent it!
"Huh?
"I got it too. Almighty Su has a plan, so don't be scared. Guys, don't panic. Pick
up your weapons to prevent those beasts from launching a counterattack"
On the cluttered World Chat, despite the active filtering function of the game
panel, dozens of messages still scrolled down rapidly every second.
Although Su Mo had only sent a message to more than 300 people just now,
thanks to the efficiency of information distribution platforms on the
wasteland, this number increased to a few thousand, tens of thousands, and
even hundreds of thousands within the span of less than a minute.
During this moment of calamity, any news about Almighty Su would be
disseminated at an unprecedented speed.
Even the official organizations were using all their communication channels to
try to disseminate this information to more people so that they could calm
them dowm.
If the gods of the foreign races who were descending at this time could see
what was happening on the ocean below, they would definitely discover that
the emotion called 'despair' was rapidly subsiding.
Instead, people felt an emotion that they had lost for a long time.
This emotion was very strange. It seemed to possess its own vitality, and all of
the creatures driven by it began to tremble slightly at a unique frequency.
Although it was difficult for humans to perceive such changes, Su Mo keenly
captured this strange resonance while sitting inside the bridge of Hope One.
Resonance!
This resonance was silent and invisible, but the flag at the bow of Hope One,
unbeknownst to everyone, had started fluttering despite the lack of wind in its
surroundings.
It had not been activated, but somehow the flag with 'Hope' on the front, and
the word Su' on the back, spontaneously began to gather light.
However, this light did not come from the flag itself, but..
Between heaven and earth!
It was darlk at night, and it was difficult for anyone to see more than tens of
meters in front of them.
It was obviously cold and bleak, and the layer of ice on the ocean was as cold as
frost.
However, at this moment, after the news that Almighty Su was going to take
action exploded on the World Channel, the ocean area where the Tundra fleet
was located unexpectedly turned bright.
Countless specks of light appeared from nowhere, and seemed to be traveling
to, and integrating into, the flag at the bow of Hope One without any
hindrance!
"Could it be?
Su Mo's heart suddenly flashed a hint of enlightenment as he looked through
the porthole and saw that the flag, within just twenty seconds, was shining
brightly as if Hope One was fully activated.
At the same time, the game panel also popped up and automatically opened the
vehicle interface!
Record): Congratulations, player Su Mo! Your legendary-quality vehicle Hope
One has unlocked the second pathway of the legendary upgrade.]
Record): Congratulations, player Su Mo! The legendary skill of your
legendary-quality vehicle Hope One has been successfully unlocked.
[Record): Player Su Mo, it has been detected that your vehicle has fulfilled the
requirements to form a fleet, would you like to begin forming Hope Fleet?
The three prompts sounded like heavenly decrees.
The legendary-quality Hope One entry that had been locked in the past was
unexpectedly unlocked in this way.
At this time, looking at the countless specks of light still gathering between
heaven and earth, an idea that was even crazier than his previous one suddenly
came to Su Mo's mind.
"IE. If I incorporate all of the ships on the wasteland ocean into my fleet, if all
of those ships gain 60% of the capabilities of Hope One, then there will be a
complete reversal of the current situation!
Light burst forth from Su Mo's eyes.
At this moment, looking at the five rifts in the night sky, pride began to well up
in Su Mo's heart.
They thought that this battle was over!
However, right now, this battle would mark a new beginning for humankind!
As long as this crazy plan could be realized then, from now on, the foreign
races on this wasteland would be completely exterminated!
Apart from natural disasters, there would be no obstacles to the reconstruction
of human civilization!
Connie, come here. Start the live broadcast for me. I want all the foreign races
to see with their own eyes how their pseudo gods will kneel at my feet!
"After this battle, I want everyone to know that this world is not a land without
an owner
As he put on his black amor and grasped the three-pointed two-edged sword,
and tapped the bluetooth headset to issue an order, Su Mo stepped outside
onto the main deck outside the bridge.
Here, one could bathe in the warm light of the Battle Flag of Hope.
Here, Su Mo wanted all the survivors struggling on the wasteland to se...
What was
Hope!
(Record): "Congratulations, player Su Mo! It has been detected that your ship's
degree of completion is over 50%. Its ranking score calculation will be
automatically activated.
Record): "Congratulations, player Su Mo! It has been detected that your ship's
disaster resistance capability is currently ranked first in the world. Do you
want to release the ranking data and start the live broadcast stream of your
disaster resistance simultaneously?
(Record): "Please note that the live broadcast stream will not display the
interior of the ship, but an external perspective live broadcast will be activated
above the ship for other players to observe the situation below
[Record): "If the cumulative time on the rankings exceeds 24 hours, or if the
number of viewers reaches 100 million, and you successfully survive the
disaster, you will obtain random survival airdrop reward
Record): "If the cumulative time on the rankings exceeds 48 hours, or if the
number of viewers reaches 500 million, and you successfully survive the
disaster, you will obtain wood-grade survival airdrop reward*1″
Record):"
(Record): "Do you want to start the live broadcast stream?
Yes! I choose to share the ranking data and simultaneously start the live
broadcast stream of my disaster resistance!
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Chapter 414: No Reason To Not Worship the Almighty Su If You See Him!
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[Record: Congratulations, player Su Mo. You have automatically risen to the top of the leaderboard as the disaster-resistance property of your ship was detected to be much higher than the other shelters.
Record): You may now enter the live feed and manage your live broadcast stream!
The roc would one day fly as swift as the wind and soared high twenty thousand miles into the sky!
As of now, Hope One's completion level had unassumingly reached 60% after the vertical module was put into use.
Compared to the ships on the Disaster Resistance Channel leaderboard, Hope One ranked last in terms of completion level, achieving a mere 0.6 using the weighting factor. However, all of the thirty ships on the leaderboard would be overshadowed if the potential value of Hope One was taken into consideration!
Upon switching channels to the Disaster Resistance live broadcast stream and having the leaderboard located in a corner, you would observe that Hope One had spontaneously won first place.
The points scored were a string of numbers that would make anyone's eyes glaze over from looking at it!
Previously, Thunderbolt achieved the highest rank with a score of 276500 points for four days continuously!
Nevertheless, Hope One achieved an unprecedented score of 67500000 points! There was an approximately two-hundred times difference between the two, although one had a mere 0.6 weighted score whilst the other had a 1.0 weighted score.
"Oho, I haven't started managing my live broadcast stream, there are already ten million people watching!"
The popularity of his pitch-black live broadcast stream was boosted by a large audience of ten million viewers whilst he gave the leaderboard a cursory glance.
The numbers fluctuated again as Su Mo was sighing.
This time, it did not fluctuate from ten million to eleven million, or ten million to twenty million. Instead, it fluctuated to…
One hundred million!
It took less than ten seconds for a hundred million viewers to begin watching the pitch-black live broadcast stream.
This would have seemed like pie in the sky if it were to happen during the civilized era, but otherwise, it would have been a common occurrence in the wasteland.
Without paying further attention to the influx of audience, Su Mo placed his focus on the live broadcast stream.
Excellent.
It was once again… a familiar feeling!
The feeling of billions watching, admiring, and having high expectations of you. The feeling of holding their lives in your hands and determining the best path forward.
He was red in the face from this burning enthusiasm, and his muscles also tensed up from the constant shrugging!
It has been a long time!
The screen started flickering. Su Mo, with his past experiences in hosting live broadcasts managed to keep things under control and made it look easy as though he has returned home.
Soon, the pitch-black screen vanished and was replaced with two choices of where he could position the lookout point for his audience.
The first would be to secure a bow seat on Hope One.
The second would be to give them an overhead view and a five-kilometer radius view of the sea.
The first choice would allow all survivors to get a full view of Hope One, and also to get a good look at the Almighty Su, who had been keeping a low profile for a long time.
The latter choice would enable Su Mo to observe the opening in the sky and ponder where these Pseudo-Gods came from.
Silence is more eloquent than words!
Su Mo has not said a word in the live broadcast, even so, this was in line with the persona he created previously. Thus, everyone let their guard down and started chatting with each other in the comment section of the live broadcast.
However, after Connie joined the live broadcast, there was an influx of foreign races and their emotions were the exact opposite of what the humans were experiencing!
At this point, the marine attack plan was undoubtedly a success.
However, this success did not bring any semblance of comfort to the ordinary foreign races. Instead, their mood plummeted as though they had fallen into an empty ice cave!
The Five Royal Clans had previously claimed by propaganda that the foreign marine races was their target and would give them a "treat" in the form of humans.
However, after the successful launch of the second step, they finally learned what the third step in the plan was.
Escape!
It was true to life, something that would happen in the animal kingdom.
After reaping the rewards from the deities supporting the Royal Clans, the Wasteland would turn into an arena of mutual hostility.
When that happened, if the foreign terrestrial races decided not to fight against the foreign marine races, they would not have any other enemies to prey on.
Escape would be the only remaining task and staying behind would only lead to death.
Thus, when the foreign races noticed the Golden Lion King hosting a live broadcast stream, their innate need to be in pursuit of the strongest person made them join and watch the live broadcast instinctively.
They were interested in seeing how the Golden Lion King would react during times like these.
However, once they took a closer look, they felt their world… collapsed around them!
Snow Soaring Bear: Golden Lion King's sister, tell me that this isn't true. Tell me that you didn't seek refuge from Old Devil Su!
Chilly Black Deer: I can't believe that the Golden Lion King is actually Old Devil Su! F*cking hell, the Five Royal Clans are traitors, and the Golden Lion King is a human. The foreign races are doomed to go extinct!]
(Holy Tin Sparrow: Those b*stards from the Five Royal Clans. They said they were going to lead us to rise up and tackle Old Devil Su, but they've all ended up going back on their word! I'm going to relay this message to my clan. I want the Five Royal Clans to pay the price during the next attack!)
Lingering Green Rabbit: I've been trying to tell you in the chatroom that the Golden Lion King is actually Old Devil Su, however all of you didn't believe me. See for yourself. How could it be possible for a new royal clan to suddenly appear amidst the foreign race? This is obviously a plan between the Five Royal Clans and Old Devil Su. They're joining forces to take us down. We're the actual victims here.]
[Broken Lizard Warrior: The Five Royal Clans have already summoned their ancient Gods by sacrificing this much. No matter what, humans must perish this time. I refuse to believe that Old Devil Su can slaughter a God, let alone slaughter five Gods! Giant Lynx Monkey: If Old Devil Su can get the Royal Clans' Gods out of the way, I am willing to join him and pledge my loyalty to the Golden Lion King.
[Booming Thunder Cow: Not a chance. The Five Royal Clans plan is too vicious.
They've completely fooled us. They didn't just target humans only, we are included as well!)
Flaming Turtle: The Royal Clans have already sent invitations to a battle between the races. Everyone, let's run!)
The foreign marine races could lurk beneath the sea ice which helped to safeguard them from threats up above.
However, the foreign terrestrial races on the sea surface faced similar threats as the humans did!
Due to humans being defeated too quickly, the Royal Clans had lesser treats" to savor.
Thus, the Gods supporting the Five Royal Clans made an immediate decision! They wanted to have everything for themselves!
It did not matter if they were an ordinary foreign race, an extraordinarily powerful foreign race, or humans. All of them would be included in their attack plan.
The thick layers of sea ice that blocked all escape routes for the foreign races proved the fierce ambition they had in the first place.
"Hah, five fake Gods. They're just cowering. Take a good look at how they're going to be destroyed!"
Connie could not help puffing up with pride and sniggered as she watched the increasing number of people commenting in the comment section, including a few messages which were in support of Su Mo to get rid of the Five Royal Clans' Gods.
The Gods up above were triggered by an audible sound. The opening in the sky which was expanding gradually, expanded to several times its size in the blink
of an eye. Although they prepared to fight back with the power of the resistance force, the existing tear was enlarged when they released forces once again.
"Woah"
"What a wonderful smell." "We're back. Hello, wonderful land, we're back again!"
"Roar!"
"The deplorable curse is still here though."
The loud booming sound roared across the heavens and earth.
Unlike the previous foolish-looking Heavenly Dog Pseudo-God, everyone could tell by looking at these pseudo-god eyes peeking out from the opening, they were very similar to humans in terms of… their presence of mind!
They no longer had that muddled look and were not expressionless anymore!
Five Gods.
Monkey, pig, dog, tiger, earth dragon.
Instead of launching an immediate attack on the creatures living on the ground, they had emotional conversations with each other.
Moreover, they used the human language to communicate with each other!
The ancestors of the Crystal Dragon, Ruminant Dog, and Primordial Pig spoke in fluent Mandarin, whereas the ancestors of the Cursed Tiger and Thunder Monkey spoke in English with an American accent.
The five Gods whilst busy catching up with each other were oblivious to the living creatures watching them nervously from below.
If the game had not sent a timely reminder at that moment, the humans and foreign terrestrial races would probably have thought that the Gods had arrived with good intentions, and were not having a meeting to discuss how they would divide their spoils!
Record): Platinum-level disaster detected. The current copper-grade disaster "tsunami" has been forcibly replaced. All players, please prepare for disaster. [Record: This disaster has been officially named "Invasion of the Foreign Gods"!
[Record: Anomalies were detected in the source of this disaster, the game has applied the following disaster-resistance buffs for all players:
Energy recovery speed 100%, movement speed 100%; weapon force 100%; defense level 100%….
[Record: This disaster triggered by a foreign race player on the Wasteland has been detected. Permanent punishment has been meted out, all participating creatures will be obliterated immediately.
Record: According to estimations, about 99.9% of all creatures are extinct in this disaster.
Special rewards will be awarded to all survivor players.
The five reminders came one after the other.
A comprehensive series of disaster-resistance buffs were included simultaneously!
However, the smidgen of add-ons was only sufficient for a fight against the foreign races. It was still far from enough if they wanted to battle the Pseudo-Gods up above.
It would be a ridiculous thought if the strength of humans is not increased a millionfold or even a hundred million times!
"Golden Lion King Old Devil Su..God Slayer… Hahaha, let's see where the human, Su Mo is!"
The group of tribes that was a part of the Five Royal Clans was wiped out by the game instantly.
However, this did not affect the five Pseudo-Gods in the slightest. On the contrary, the news delivered by the Royal Clans before they died piqued their interest.
The massive tiger head in the sky began scanning its surroundings the way a scanning device would. He was not aware that the person he was seeking, was also gazing at him from below!
[Cursed Tiger Ancestor God (Incarnation of Pseudo-God)]
[Description: The disaster has significantly weakened the spatial barriers. Clark, the Cursed Tiger Chief utilized the flaws in the doomsday world and successfully outlined the summoning spell as a guide to lead the incarnation the Cursed Tiger Ancestor God into the world of Wasteland.
God's real name): Grant Reichl God's strength: True God Ignite God flame (Space-grade)
Current status: Incarnation (Since it is not an avatar, the current strength limit is at a fixed rate of 1%, including various limitations and weaknesses.)
[Limitation 1: The Cursed Tiger Ancestor God is not allowed to descend indefinitely, has a limited maximum duration of 120 minutes.
[Limitation 2: The Cursed Tiger Ancestor God is not a spiritual entity. It has a physical form after it descends. The rise of attack strength up to a certain level inflicts damage.
[Limitation 31: The Cursed Tiger Ancestor God's attacks are not physical, its incarnation possesses one opportunity to release a wide-ranged plague attack. If one was to be infected with the plague before their individual strength reaches demigod status, the infection will spread quickly in the body and can cause death.
Limitation 4: Plague activation condition (Destroy creatures' faith and ensure above 70% of the emotions are based on the feeling of despair to become a breeding ground)
[Limitation 5: The incarnation of the Cursed Tiger Ancestor God must not be exterminated. However, only a certain amount of damage to the dimensional rift is required to create fluctuations that can cause the rift to close forcibly.
[Comment: The forces of darkness will devour you if you are on the brink of self-destruction, whereas the forces of darkness will fear you as if you were a God when you forge ahead!
The foolish-looking Heavenly Dog Pseudo-God is very different from the Heavenly Dog Ancestor God that just descended.
The Cursed Tiger Ancestor God who was obviously more "sturdy" and confident also chose the safest way to descend through incarnation.
Additionally, though the Gods seemed superior, they were in awe of every opponent they met and it can be observed from the skills possessed by these human forms of Gods!
"If this was the previous wave of players, they would be at their wits' end if they encountered such skills."
"However, for the current humans…"
Su Mo pondered while examining the physical attributes of the other four Ancestor God statues as he was already loosening up.
Seconds later, their eyes met as numerous wasteland creatures stared nervously at him.
The Giant Tiger Head up in the sky finally locked eyes with the Almighty Su, who was on Hope One!
It felt like Mars collided with Earth. Although the difference in size between the two was ten million fold, despite that, all creatures were stunned to discover
The Almighty Su was not the least afraid. Instead, the expression on his face was one of indescribable… calmness?
"You… are… Su Mo?"
The buzzing sound of the questions asked was as loud as thunder, everything stood in a bleak and desolate landscape.
Angered by Su Mo's attitude, the Cursed Tiger Ancestor God exerted force to depress the sea level.
The Cursed Tiger Ancestor God always used this trick before descending.
Every time he used the same trick, the other party would scramble as their pillars of faith crumble, exposing their biggest flaw!
However, he was confused today!
The humans who appeared like ants from his high vantage point did not flee in fear after listening to his intimidating speech. Instead, he held his head up high while brandishing his fragile weapon.
Did the ants just declare war against the massive dinosaur?
Was this an act of death-defying rebellion? Did he know not to underestimate his opponent?
The Cursed Tiger Ancestor God's mind was racing.
However, there was not enough time to bring him to his senses and continue his speech. Numerous creatures on the Wasteland and the other four Gods were still watching him intently.
A bear with gray fur and a large dog with black-and-white fur strutted out and stood next to the human.
Seconds later, as the large dog gently barked once, two beams of black and white colored divine light shone respectively. The bear standing next to it seemed to have received its orders. A beam of green-colored electrical light shot out of its fur, and a voice almost
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Chapter 415: Arise, Arise, Arise!
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Boom!
It was as if a bomb had been detonated in the calm waters of a lake, causing huge ripples to emerge.
Under the watchful eyes of millions of creatures, Moore stood on Hope One, his fur bristling in anger. His body was surrounded by golden and blue bolts of lightning that extended up to the sky.
On the basis of size alone, Moore, who was only slightly taller than a human, could not be compared with the imposing deities in the sky.
However, at this moment, after shouting such an arrogant and domineering line, his burning spirit made every creature that saw him "ignite"!
Undoubtedly, humans had gained the upper hand in their first encounter with the gods.
This was an unprecedented phenomenon.
The gods behind the Five Royal Clans could easily destroy any clan without a true god; they would encounter very little resistance or sometimes even none at all.
However, on the present wasteland, an exception had appeared.
The gods behind the Five Royal Clans had descended upon the wasteland. Only
their incarnations had stepped foot into this land but, to the weak humans,
they were still "mysterious entities" that were difficult to fight against.
When they appeared, those foreigm clans who had the backing of their own
gods made a "call" immediately.
They anxiously reported the current situation of the wasteland to the gods
behind them, but the response they received was...
A long sigh.
There were ranks even in the realm of the gods.
There was no doubt that the Five Royal Clans were strong. The true gods
behind them were also among the strongest.
As the incarnations of these five gods descended, all the gods who were
watching the wasteland agreed that the creatures on the wasteland would be
wiped out ina very short period of time.
One had to pay a high price to freeze the surface of the ocean. Even they would
feel the strain and costs of such an action.
As the five gods had the nerve to do so, it meant they were already assured of
their victory!
Based on this, all the gods that were observing boldly estimated when the land
would be destroyed, basing their estimations on their previous experience
Some guessed that it would happen after five minutes, some guessed that it
would happen after three minutes. Some even guessed that it would take place
one minute from now.
Their experience would have been useful if such a scenario had played out
before today.
Currently, though, the shocking scene that unfolded in front of them was
totally beyond their imagination!
The weak humans were actually confronting the gods in the heavens!
"Humans, your ignorance and arrogarnce has aroused my interest. I am curious.
Where does your confidence come from?"
"Are you relying on the pseudo god behind you, whose strength has been
depleted?"
The buzzing voice echoed across the sky.
Only, this time the voice no longer belonged to the Cursed Tiger ancestor god,
but to the strongest of the five, the Thunder Monkey!
Things were different from the last time.
The Heavenly Dog Pseudo God could only perform one physical attack after
descending, and its attack range was limited to only five kilometers.
Its descent would not impact the wasteland heavily, and would not be able to
drastically affect the number of creatures on the wasteland.
Therefore, the game at the time did not give out a full range of buffs and
bonuses to all creatures.
This time, however.. It was obvious that the Five True Gods wanted to destroy
the game and all creatures, so that everything would start over once again
They had broken the rules of the game by appearing here, and torn the "veil"
covering the wasteland to shreds!
For the game, who had tried to make itself out to be an omnipotent creator,
this was equivalent to a smack to the face.
As such, the game issued an all-attribute buff that was set to the maximum of
what was allowed.
The intensity of the buff even made Oreo, who only had divinity but no
strength, regain a little strength.
Although this strength was not enough to save humankind, it still had an
effect. To the five true gods' incarmations in the heavens
Su Mo was no longer an ordinary character that they could wipe out at will!
He had become stronger:
To the extent that even the Five True Gods found him to be a difficult
Opponent
They fell silent momentarily. Seeing that Su Mo did not make any movements
and only continued to stare straight at them, the Crystal Dragon in the sky did
not hold back and boomed out again, "Su Mo, since you have a pseudo god by
your side, you should know how much difference there really is between the
Heavenly Dog and us!"
"Tll admit that this pseudo god can protect you, even if she is weak, but you
should know that there are billions of your kind on this wasteland. Even if you
can survive, it does not mean that they can survive. Do you want to watch them
die and then live alone on this wasteland until the end of your life?"
"Then what?
As if Crystal Dragon's words had touched him, Su Mo, who was the focus of
everyone's attention, spoke slowly with a touch of playfulness on his face.
Through the system panel, Su Mo could clearly see the abilities possessed by
the incarnations of these true gods
The Cursed Tiger and the Shaoxing Dog had the same ability. If they caused
everyone to fall into despair, they could spread a wide-ranging spiritual curse
among their enemies.
The ability of the Primordial Pig was slightly different. For its ability to work, a
certain "desire" in the minds of the targeted creatures had to reach a very high
value, after which it could multiply that "desire" by a thousand times to ten
thousand times, thus causing internal chaos within their bodies that would
backfire on the creatures themselves
As for the remaining two, the 'Thunder Monkey and Crystal Dragon, their
ability was obviously stronger than the first three.
As long as the strongest person from the other group surrendered, they would
be able to dictate the life and death of that group.
The five gods, surprisingly, did not choose to launch physical attacks.
In a sense, given their current abilities, their relationship was that of fellow
competitors rather than cooperating partners.
However, one thing was certain. In order to implement their abilities, they had
to first move the mountain standing in front of the humans.
The mountain named "Su Mo"!
"Within two months, you have become so strong that you are able to engage in
a conversation with us on equal terms. Su Mo, you're good! Your strength, your
potential, and your abilities are rare. Even within my clan, you would be
classified as a genius that only appears once in a thousand years!"
"Your clan is lucky to have a strong person like you!"
"Now, we are willing
íve you a chance. If you are willing to surrender to me,
to the Thunder Monkey Clan, I can make the decision to talke you back to the
Divine World, and you can even take half of your clan members with you."
"In that place, there are no periodic disasters. Everyone will be able to enjoy
long lives and will no longer have to suffer from the tortures of decaying flesh.
As long as they are willing to work hard, everyone can achieve the status of
True God!"
"We come with good intentions! The game is our common enemy!"
Wow!
As the strongest of the Five True Gods, the Thunder Monkey had remained
silent until now, but shocked everyone when he spoke!
His voice seemed to echo across the entire wasteland, shaking the seawater
below the layer of ice, causing the surface to show signs of cracking
Lightning bristled on every hair on his head, rising and falling amidst the
clouds!
The first thing that shocked all the creatures was not his majestic appearance,
but rather the unbelievable conditions that he had stated.
Those generous conditions!
The opportunity to leave the wasteland, to live a long life, and achieve True
God status.
For the humans on the wasteland, even a single one of those three conditions
would have been snatched up by the clamoring crowd!
Now, as long as Su Mo nodded and was willing to surrender..
Half of the human beings on the entire wasteland could be taken away, and
they would be able to enjoy the stated "benefits"!
Under such tempting conditions, the comments screen in the live broadcast
stream exploded within three seconds!
Choose me, choose me! Almighty Su, take me please! Let me live, I am willing
to be your slave!"
"I want it, I want it too. Take me, please take me!"
I don't want to die! Almighty Su, don't leave me bełhind, I'l get on my knees
for you! Don't abandon us!"
"This is just the foreign races' devilish scheme! Don't be fooled by them.
Almighty Su won't abandon us and leave by himself!
"Eternal life! Who can refuse the temptation of leaving this hellish place? The
gods of foreign races don't need to deceive us! They are willing to take us
away!"
"After the 'Real Survival version of the game starts, we'll die anyway. We might
as well go with them!"
"If they can descend here, they can definitely return! They're willing to take us
with them!
With just a few light-hearted promises from the Thunder Monkey, the
collective group of humans, who had wanted to fight to the death against the
foreign races, was instantly divided and collapsed.
The means that the Thunder Monkey used were very despicable, but they
worked very well!
As a deity who had lived for an untold number of years, he understood the
desires within every wasteland creature's heart
Driven by this desire, as many as a billion humans had fallen into madness.
However, about twenty percent of humans still maintained a rational
perspective
Faced with the constant dangers presented by life on the wasteland, this "olive
branch" given by the gods was like poison wrapped in honey!
The humans were not afraid that Almighty Su would reject this offer.
What they were afraid of was that..
Almighty Su agreed but did not take them with him!
To destroy an enemy, one must first make them lose heart
The countless human beings had fought against the foreign races, who were
injured in the process, and yet did not even flinch;
The humans who had resisted the natural disasters, who exhausted themselves
to the brink of death every day, who did not give up hope for the future;
The humans who steered broken rafts, dragged their families with them, and
did not give up even though they almost collapsed from fatigue.
ll of them were defeated at this moment..
The defenses of their hearts were shattered!
They fell to their knees, kmelt on both knees, and slammed their heads on the
wooden raft boards witha crack, and blood flowed non-stop!
They knew that the Almighty Su might not see them kneeling, but they didn't
want to give up on any glimmer of hope.
They did not want to remain passive when it came to a matter involving their
life and death!
Perhaps kneeling down did not mean that they had lost their dignity...
Perhaps kneeling down was a show of their final resistance in front of the
.
bleak options presented to them!
"Su Mo, don't agree to their conditions! There is evidence from the ruins that
we have discovered that these gods won't be as kind as they say. They must
have something up their sleeves. If we agree, we will completely lose our
advantage!"
"Su Mo, don't fall for their divisive scheme! If they can take half of humanity
with them, they can certainly take all of them! They're lying. Don't be
overwhelmed! Think about the ordinary foreign races who also came from
those mysterious worlds! They aren't immortal, are they?"
"Leader, the choice is in your hands, we villagers will support you
unconditionally, but.. we're also human. If we give up on them, can we still be
considered human?"
"Brother Su, they can't help you. They want us all dead. Don't be afraid, as long
as you're alive, we humans will still survive! We still have billions of people
who have yet to arrive at this wasteland. We still have old people, we still have
children, we still have hope!"
At this moment, countless similar messages popped up in Su Mo's private
messag
Unlike those who commented on the comments screen, these people kmew Su
Mo well. They were not worried that Su Mo would not take them with him in
case he chose to go.
However, almost all of them chose to..
Convince Su Mo not to accept!
The dilemma he was currently in was evident. In the eyes of the five true gods
in the sky, Su Mo was now caught in the middle.
They smiled triumphantly, like roosters crowing, and continued to press him.
"'Su Mo, make a choice! Look around you. Look at this land. You will be the one
to decide their fate!"
"will you give everyone up and live on your owm in this world, or will you take
them with you and go to a new World to start a new erar
"Tll give you one minute to think about it!"
Half of the people in the 'Tundra fleet had knelt down and were kowtowing
The captains were shouting, and Lu Yongyi fired his pistol into the air
furiously, but the people did not listen to them. They were prostrated on the
deck, staring dead ahead at the tiny figures on the bow of Hope One.
Was it because they could not stand up?
No.
It was because they were afraid of Su Mo.
They knelt down!
A minute was not long
After about 20 seconds or so, Su Mo, who initially looked like he had been
petrified', finally came back to his senses.
He first looked at all the kneeling humans in the Tundra Fleet and the
expressions on their faces.
Then he took a look at the Battle Flag of Hope at the bow of the ship, which had
been previously shining brightly, but now only emitted a dull glow.
He stepped forward as if to say something, but finally shook his head, touched
the Battle Flag of Hope, and returned to a spot at the center of the main deck
With only thirty seconds left for him to make his final choice, and with
everyone watching, Su Mo did not give his answer, but he put down the
three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, tossing it aside.
Had he given up?
As the three-pointed two-edged sword clattered on the deck with a dull sound,
every human who wanted to go to war stumbled to the ground as if they had
lost their strength.
They were more desolate than the humans who had fallen to their knees.
However, before they could cry out in anger, they suddenly saw a ray of light
shooting up!
From the highest point of Hope One, a ray of white light rose like the sun!
The encroaching darkness disappeared instantly when this light shone, like
snow melting under the sunlight!
Why was this light colorless, yet full of vitality?
Why was everyone filled with endless anger in their hearts, like a dam about to
overflow, at the sight of this blinding light?
It was because...
The roar of..
Almighty Su of humankind.
Could finally be heard!
"Arise!
Chapter 416: Veni, Vidi, Vici!
Translator: Endless Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Boom!
That noise sounded like the beginning of heaven and earth, the beginning of all
things!
That noise sounded ike the morning bell and the evening drum, the spring8
wind and rain!
That noise shocked all those who fell to the ground, making them freeze!
That noise shocked all those who were kowtowing, making them stop!
Compared to the giant gods in the sky, Almighty Su, a human being, looked as
insignificant as an ant!
However, for some reason, Almighty Su at this moment looked infinitely taller
in everyone's eyes. He was like a giant in the sky, and on par with the Five
Gods!
Did Almighty Su give up?
Had Almighty Su fallen to his knees?
Almighty Su was asking everyone to..
"Arise!"
"Everyone who's kneeling, straighten your spines and stand up from the ground!"
"Take a good look at what's above your heads!"
Holding a microphone in one hand and pointing at the sky with the other, Su
Mo's hair stood on end in anger, looking like a god of war. His shouts shook the
heavens and the earth!
Following in the direction his finger pointed at, everyone's gazes glanced
across Shaoxing Dog at the front, and then Crystal Dragon at the back.
They looked at the tiger, the pig, and then the monkey.
At this moment, Su Mo did not say much. However, just by pointing at them,
about three out of ten of those kneeling immediately stood up and stared
angrily at the sky!
They understood what Su Mo wanted to say!
The Five True Gods were gods, but they were also just beasts!
Since when could a fat pig insult a human being to this extent!
Since when could a mischievous, rogue monkey crush humans and break their
legs
Humankind's ancestors on Earth had stood at the top of the biological food
chain for thousands of years not because they had accepted charity, nor
because they were pitied.
Unity!
Faith!
Courage!
Heroes were remembered and their figures were carved into stone monuments.
Survivors were always forgotten and reduced to faceless silhouettes.
People always said that time would erase all wounds, and that one day you
would forget the pain and get better. However, some pain could never be
forgotten and some wounds would never heal.
If they knelt today, humanity's wounds would never heal.
If they yielded today, humankind would be forced to live in the shadows,
saying goodbye to tomorrow forever!
They possessed the most precious qualities, and the potential to not lose to any
race. They had..
Almighty Su!
They would not kneel!
Knock, knock, knock.
Familiar background nmusic started to play. Under the shocked gazes of the Five
Gods and the thousands of humans present in that region, an unknown aura
suddenly began to gather around Hope One!
"I am not afraid of anything!"
"However, the only thing I fear.."
"Is that the honest will be forced to lie, that the upright will be forced to bend,
that the outspoken will be forced to keep their silence, that the idealists will
see, with their own eyes…"
"Their ideals shattered!"
"O everyone who is kneeling on the ground, stand up, and place your trust in
me! In front of the pseudo gods in the sky, connect your strength with mine!"
"We fought all the way here not to change the world, but to keep the world
from changing us!"
"We must walk all the way, until we reach the light at the end of the tunnel!"
"We must walk all the way, until everything eventually goes up in flames and
turns into ashes!"
Splash!
splash!
The waves undulated on the ocean.
Unbeknownst to everyone, the frozen surface of the ocean had been reduced to
a thin sheet of ice.
As the ocean surged from underneath, the ice floes broke up, floating into the
distance, never to return.
The five ancestral gods looked down, their jaws open wide. Even though they
were true gods, they momentarily could not comprehend what was going on.
Within their field of vision, a strange wave of energy actually erupted from
within the tiny ant standing on the tiny Hope One.
This energy was invisible and traceless.
Compared to the wasteland authority, it was much fainter.
Miraculously, it was an ability they did not have and had not even seen before!
The heavens and the earth are the furnaces while everything within them is
firewood!
When a spark was ignited, it was the time for every injustice in the world to
burst into flames!
They had never heard about or seen anything like this.
They simply could not understand what was happening right now.
They did not know what this great spiritual fire that was burning across the
Ocean represented.
However, they were able to see something clearly. On this wasteland, as the
flames' spread..
The people stood up!
More and more people were standing up!
Seven out of ten of those who were kneeling on the ground had stood up. They
glared angrily at the skies.
As for the remaining thirty percent..
"Arise, starving slaves!"
"Arise, suffering people of the world!"
"Let your blood boil with fury; we are going to fight for the truth!"
The main melody of the song was playing. At this moment, Su Mo was
shouting loudly alone.
The next second, the whole wasteland was filled with the voices of more and
more people as they joined in!
Against the background music of the Tang Dynasty band, led by Almighty Su,
everyone in the wasteland, people from different countries who spoke different
languages and pronounced words differently started to sing this battle song
almost at the same time!
They put their hands on their foreheads. Su Mo was the only thing they could
see, as their eyes were filled with fighting spirit. They started to gain hope for
tomorrow!
"The old world will fall into pieces!"
"Rise up, slaves! Get up!"
"Don't say that we own nothing"
"We will be the masters of the world!"
"There has never been a savior, nor a god or an emperor."
"It's up to us to create the happiness of humankind"
"This is the last struggle, unite until tomorrow!"
Line after line of heart-shaking lyrics rang out.
Seas upon seas of humans stood up.
Su Mo gave his answer to the sky, to the five self-righteous brutes up there!
All the humans standing on the wasteland also handed in their answers
regarding their tomorrow!
"O humans on the wasteland, please combine your power with mine! Please
lend your strength to Hope One!"
"Now, 1, the captain of Hope One and captain of the Hope fleet, a human from
Huaxia currently on this wasteland named Su Mo.."
"I invite everyone, I invite every human being on this wasteland, to join my
fleet!
He was suddenly inspired.
Sensing the power in his body that was about to burst forth, Su Mo walked
quickly to the bow of the ship!
In front of everyone's eyes, Su Mo raised the Battle Flag of Hope with his right
hand, and hammered his chest with his left hand.
Although all the humans on the wasteland did not know that this was just Su
Mo relieving the pain caused by the power that was bursting forth from his
body, they were united as they mimicked his actions..
Boom!
It was as if some switch had been flipped, or some condition had been
triggered.
As the Battle Flag of Hope danced high up in the air, the entire wasteland
suddenly shook.
In the Tundra fleet, every survivor straightened their chests, put their fists to
their hearts, and slowly hammered on it with their right hands.
On Iron Rock Mountain, every villager raised their left hands above their
heads, turned their gazes to the ocean's horizon, and hammered their right
hands slowly on their chests.
On the Dragon Flag, the Polar Bear, the Daybreaker Sword, and the Crimson
Moon fleets… Each soldier walked out of their rooms and stood on the deck, hammering their chests slowly with their right hands.
In one thousand and two hundred battlefield areas..
Two billion right fists hammered on two billion hearts!
Under the horrified gazes of the foreign marine races and foreign terrestrial
races, every human being hammered their fists steadily on their chests at the
same frequency, as if they were guided by some sort of magic.
Specks of light slowly floated up from their heads, quickly converging together
before heading straight in one direction, as if attracted by a magnetic force.
The live broadcast stream feed displayed the area where the Tundra fleet was
located..
was now dawn!
The overwhelming light completely illuminated the entire screen as specks of
light came from all over the wasteland.
They went straight into the Battle Flag of Hope held high in Su Mo's hands,
making the flag shine brighter and brighter.
After a few seconds, as the magnetic force on the battle flag became stronger
and stronger, Su Mo's hand loosened. It did not fall to the ground, but instead
slowly floated towards the sky.
As if inheriting the role of the sun, countless specks of light called "hope" held
the Battle Flag of Hope up higher and higher, completely illuminating the entire wasteland.
If one did not look up, the wasteland at this time was as bright as the eve of
dawn.
The Five Gods, who had been occupying the entire sky, were squeezed out of
half the sky by the battle flag and could only huddle in the other half of the sky
in distress.
[Record: Congratulations to the player Su Mo! Your ship Hope One's legendary
upgrade is in progress.
[Record: Player Su Mo, 2685036542 humans have applied to join your fleet.
Will you accept them?
[Record: Player Su Mo, we detected a ??? power that is converging into your
vehicle Hope One. Will you accept this additional power?
[Record): Player Su Mo, accepting this power may cause irreversible damage to
your vehicle Hope One. Will you still accept?
"Agree to all applications to join the fleet!"
"Agree to accept the power enhancement!"
Seeing that the game, which had been playing dead, was finally jumping about
and issuing notification prompts, Su Mo was so excited that he immediately
stopped hesitating and directly chose to "Accept".
Very good
Their godly incarnations descended, so what!
This time he would make these beasts feel pain. He wanted them to know that
this world belonged to humankind!
Not paying any heed to the roars of the five beasts in the sky, Su Mo walked
directly onto Hope One's main deck.
With a pull and a push, a section of the main deck quickly receded and the
vertical missile launcher module beneath slowly rose up.
Su Mo had the experience of killing the Heavenly Dog Pseudo God last time.
Regarding these Five Gods, Su Mo's intention from start to end, unbeknownst
to everyone, waS.
To kill them!
The 'Real Survival' version of the game would soon be launched, and the game
would thoroughly patch the bugs and loopholes that resulted from the gods
descent.
After this, such a good opportunity to extort something from the game would
be very hard to come by!
As such, if Su Mo wanted to rise up the ranks on this wasteland in a short
period of time, and resist the next wave of alien zombie attacks in the New
World, the reward for killing the Five Gods..
Had to be his!
"System, how many survival points do I have left now"
"Current survival points balance is… 86953!"
After many days of accumulation, Su Mo's Survival Points were going to exceed
one hundred thousand points.
Based on previous upgrades, the system would definitely upgrade itself again if
he reached the milestone of one hundred thousand points.
At this moment though, Su Mo was not stingy. He bellowed in his mind, "Very
good! Spend all of them on these five missiles, and ensure that they're at full
power!"
After he said that, a ray of green light shot out.
In a dimension that everyone, including the game and the Ancestor Gods,
could not see, the energy brought about by the expenditure of over eighty
thousand survival points resulted in a rapid transformation!
Everything was transformed, from the outward appearance of the missile, to
the inside; from the bottom of the missile's engine, to the tip of the warhead.
This was Su Mo's most frightening act of spending ever since he had arrived at
the wasteland. He did not know how the power of the missiles would change
after investing all those survival points.
However, when Su Mo saw the panic on the Five Gods' faces that was
reminiscent of the Heavenly Dog Pseudo God's, Su Mo could not help but let
out a loud laugh.
At this moment, after the missiles were loaded, the OS, which had been
running in the background, made its presence known once more.
[Captain Su Mo, the current five targets have been determined. Do you want to
launch the R-3 ballistic missile and carry out precision-guided strikes on the
targets?
The Defense Master's scanning range was 200 kilometers, which translated
into a terrifying 200,000 meters.
As they did not possess any methods to obstruct or attenuate signals, the Five
Gods were unaware that they had been targeted by the OS from the very
beginning
"Su Mo, Su Mo, you are not human! You possess powers that no human should
possess!!"
"Surrender, no, share this power with us! We are willing to become your equals.
We can conquer more worlds alongside you!'
"Su Mo…"
Finally, the white light reached an extreme state after so many specks
converged with one another, and Hope One shone with a milky white glow.
Su Mo did not know what the purpose of this light was, but when he saw the
Five Gods clamoring to return to their homelands in panic, he laughed.
Oreo laughed.
All the humans on the wasteland laughed.
"Hello to the five guests who have come from afar. Allow me to send you off
with a gentlemanly goodbye!"
"Using the power of truth, we will be able to conquer every other living thing
during our lifetime!"
"Salute!"
Under the gazes of thousands of people around him, Su Mo, with his head held
high and his arms open, seemed as bright as a shooting star.
Behind him…
Five "meteors" shot up!
It was over. Everything was really over this time!
Human civilization could finally start to shout out that one word that shook
people's hearts.
This was..
This was a conquest!
Chapter 417: The Final Battle! A Crazy Reward!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
History repeated itself.
The sight of the Heavenly Dog Pseudo God running away in panic when faced with the Dongfeng-17 missile had not yet faded from everyone's minds, but now a new "world-famous art piece" was engraved into the minds of every human being on the wasteland.
Five R-3 ballistic missiles rose into the sky, exuding a faint white light!
Like the Halley's Comet that flew past the Earth, the five missiles left long trails of smoke as they flew up, a scene that was reminiscent of a fireworks show.
Countless other gods, who had been observing the situation unfold, quickly cut off their connection to the wasteland and fled in a hurry.
As for the five targets, they could neither escape nor avoid the missiles.
The Five Royal Clans had made many preparations, and spent a lot of time and effort, in order to be able to tear space apart and descend upon the wasteland.
However, it was hard for them to get out of here if they could only rely on their own powers!
Despite not having killed a single creature, they tore through space at an extremely slow pace. They could only watch as the missiles came at them straight from below.
The survivors in every corner of the wasteland regained their senses at this moment.
They looked at the five meteors that cut through the night sky and quietly closed their eyes.
"Thope that I can find a peaceful place after this battle, somewhere I can take my old parents to. We'll build a small house there, and harvest crops from a small plot of farmland…"
"Thope that I can grow up faster, and later join Almighty Su's shelter and become Almighty Su's right-hand man."
"Thope that the next disaster won't be like this. Humanity can't afford to lose."
"Thope that we can find a place to rest and settle down soon after we head into the center of the ocean."
"Thope…"
These shooting stars were not real shooting stars.
However, at this moment, the fires of hope among humankind had once again been rekindled.
They boldly imagined their future lives after this battle.
They fantasized that humanity would be reunited and that civilization would be reestablished within their lifetime.
They looked forward to conquering this world, and they looked forward to every new morning after they survived.
They looked forward to the gusts of wind, the ladles of water, the fields of wheat, and the "flames" that they had ignited within themselves.
They looked forward to every day of the future, and to the new chapter of humanity that would come!
Su Mo, who was Almighty Su to the people, was listening to the notification informing him of the gold-grade airdrop reward, and also to the song L'Internationale that was about to reach its final climax.
Standing on the deck, Su Mo slowly exhaled, basking in the feeling of pleasure after casting aside the boulder that had been weighing upon his chest!
[Captain Su Mo, the missile is expected to impact the enemy in five seconds…]
(1
Boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
Buzz… Boom…
After a short silence, the sound of explosions suddenly boomed, and the wastelands night sky was filled with an explosive display of 'fireworks'!
Shockwave upon shockwave completely dispelled the clouds in the sky.
Did it work?
Looking at the flames that covered the sky, the survivors in every part of the wasteland looked up blankly, holding their breaths.
They had already summoned their game panels in advance. Following their experience from last time, everyone was both expectant and terrified!
Before a notification prompt could even pop up on their blank game panels, an excited voice boomed out in the live broadcast stream that they were still tuned into
"It's over!"
"We've won!"
Wow!
As the voice rang out, it was as if a switch had been flipped!
Notification prompts from the game panel sprang up in the ears of every surviving human, one after another, as if the game panel was glitching.
[Record: The Platinum-grade disaster "Invasion of the Foreign Gods" was forcibly ended by player "Su Mo". The disaster is over!
[Record: It was detected that the difficulty level of this disaster was too high. For the next 30 days, the disaster mechanism will be suspended as compensation. The next disaster will start after 30x (will be chosen based on votes) days.
[Record: Disaster rewards are being prepared and will be distributed after player "Su Mo" determines his choice. Please wait patiently.
[Record: A player has been found to be using loopholes existing in the game to create a malicious bug that does not belong in the current environment. The game has successfully traced the loopholes in the game, and they will be fixed during the next version update. All players can rest assured that such
things will not happen again.
[Record: It has been detected that the humans have suffered great losses due to the bug. The game will distribute rewards as compensation. The specific compensation will be issued after the player "Su Mo" has identified his choice.
[Record: It has been detected that the player "Su Mo" from the human faction has achieved an impossible achievement (Code Name: Final Battle), defending the game's fair and just environment. He will be rewarded with the Human Faction Player Special Privilege*1 (180 days).
[Record: It has been detected that more than 99% of the players in the human faction have participated in the Final Battle. The privilege reward is upgraded and will be selected by human player "Su Mo" on behalf of the human faction. Please wait patiently for the reward to be issued!
[Record: Dear players, because of the loopholes in the game, the players have had a bad experience with the game. We would like to sincerely apologize for this. A self-maintenance upgrade and update of the game panel will start after three days, which will take fourteen natural days ('Real Survival'
version will be automatically delayed). During this period, the game panel will enter a stagnant state. All functions (except storage space) will be temporarily unavailable. After the update is completed, the game will issue update rewards for all players. Please wait patiently!
[Record: We hope that every player will have fun in the game!
Boom!
Nine notifications prompts rang out in the ears of every human survivor on the wasteland like heavenly music!
Rewards, compensation, privileges, updates!
All these fell into the players' laps suddenly. The survivors did not cheer loudly, but instead flopped onto the decks of their vessels, as if their legs had been turned into jelly.
They had prior experience regarding the killing of the Heavenly Dog Pseudo God, so they knew that this time the humans had
'Won by a huge margin!
In the comments section of the disaster resistance channel, there were no other statements.
Everyone was paralyzed. They repeated the same phrase tirelessly.
Long live Almighty Su!
They looked at the figure on the screen that shone brightly despite not looking that magnificent, and their hearts were filled with gratitude.
As they watched, the figure slowly came to the bow of the ship and raised the Battle Flag of Hope high in his hand.
"Fellow survivors, now is not the time for us to rest on our laurels. Look at the foreign races around you. Our mission is not over yet!"
"Now, please stand up and return to your posts on your ships!"
As if his words contained magic, more than 90% of the survivors reflexively stood up instantly after he uttered those words.
There were countless cells within their bodies screaming that they needed to rest but, at this moment, under the combined stimulation of Su Mo's words and potential rewards, their adrenaline started to overflow like crazy!
This magical hormone helped them to ignore most of the pain. What was left was
Passion!
"Very good! I see your efforts!"
"All captains, please also stand up! Stand on the bow of your ships and hold the flags of your ships!"
Clang!
Compared to the ordinary people, the captains' actions were more uniform.
Every captain aboard Tundra One strode out in unison, and captains all over the wasteland moved forward as well. Everyone moved as if they were connected telepathically, with frighteningly sychronized movements!
"Very good!"
"Ican feel you holding it, I can feel your loyalty to your mission. You have not chosen to back down, and your hearts are still pounding!"
"Even though our ships are broken, even though we are still surrounded by countless foreigs races whose eyes are filled with greed, but now, with me, please shout out loud!"
"Genesis!"
Boom!
After he said that, countless captains throughout the wasteland shouted that word out with all their might and without any hesitation.
The next second, to everyone's astonishment, they witnessed a miracle happen before their very own eyes!
Amilky white light slowly floated up from the surface of their vessels. Like a mother's hand, it floated silently in the places where the vessels were damaged.
From large ships of the line, down to the ordinary small rafts, the white shimmering light started to perform minor "surgery" on the hulls, acting like a skilled surgeon!
At this moment, collapsed and broken masts were magically reattached by the white light. They slowly floated to their original positions, and then were mysteriously restored to their previous appearances!
The surface of the broken hulls were gradually stitched together, almost as if the materials remembered their previous shapes. Now, no signs of damage could be seen.
Every trace of loss, and every trace that represented blood and sacrifice, was rapidly disappearing!
Thanks to the sharing of Hope One's special ability, the ships were restored by 60%. The effects were amazing!
In just under a minute, more than 90% of these vessels were magically restored to their original intact conditions from before they had set out to sea.
'The remaining vessels were not restored to their peak conditions, but to a point where they were still seaworthy!
All the captains were ecstatic, and all the crew members were as well.
Before they could react to the changes happening in front of them, they heard another piece of music broadcasted in the disaster resistance live broadcast stream.
It was the theme song of Pirates of the Caribbean.
He's A Pirate!
As the familiar intro played, the exciting drumbeats roused the passion within everyone's hearts.
Music knew no borders. From middle-aged people who were 50 years old, to teenagers aged 18 years old, everyone was stimulated by this piece of music. They clenched their fists involuntarily, focusing on the screen again.
'As the captain of the Hope fleet, which now comprised 2.6 billion people, Su Mo stood at the bow of the ship, raising one hand as everyone watched!
"Now, all ships, heed my command!"
"Raise the anchors of your ships!"
Buzz
'The sailors standing at the bow of each began to raise their anchors forcefully, the chains emitting sharp, grinding noises as the anchors were smoothly retracted.
"Lower the sails!"
Swish!
'At Su Mo's command, numerous sailors on each ship bypassed their captains and unfurled the sails of their ships!
At four o'clock in the morning, the direction of the wind had already started to change. As soon as the sails were lowered, the wind drove the ships forward involuntarily. Flapping noises were made as the wind blew on the sails.
"Every ship, target the locations where there are the most foreign races, and charge!"
Boom!
'As Su Mo said that, he looked at the milky white light that was connected between their ships and Hope One on the screen.
Without hesitation, all the captains immediately began to adjust their rudders and shouted, "Charge!"
Then, a little speck of white light gathered at the bow of the ship and, within just a few seconds, it suddenly transformed into a white protective shield!
At this moment, regardless of how many knots those ships were sailing at before, their speed increased to a synchronized 35 knots after the adjustments!
With the physical damage resistance and immunity granted by Hope One's shared Porcupine special ability, all the foreign races who dared to stand in their way were like fragile bubbles. With just a light nudge, they were turned into bloody foam that covered the ocean and the sky!
Five minutes later, the charge ended.
Cheers began to ring out all over the wasteland!
At four eighteen in the morning of the ninth day of the third month of the Doomsday calendar, the humans had finally turned a new page
To anew era of freedom!
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Chapter 418: Kill! Rainbow After The Storm!
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The disaster ended.
'The tsunami stopped completely, and the surface of the ocean reverted back to its initial calm state, without a single ripple in sight.
'The flames that had been extinguished in the area where the Hope One was located were ignited once again.
After the live broadcast stream ended, there was no mercy nor parley.
After just eleven shells were fired, the line of defense of those 15 thousand foreign races collapsed instantly.
Amidst the blazing fire, they burned to ash and transformed into a number of treasure chests that floated on the surface of the ocean.
The explosions and smoke from the ballistic missiles fogged up the sky.
However, this did not dampen the excitement felt by the fleet's survivors!
After a short period of rest, the process of gathering the spoils started once again.
Thanks to the "lighthouse" at the top of the Hope One, one could see each of the happy survivor's heads as they floated on and swam in the water.
Su Mo and Lu Yongyi, the supreme leaders of the two fleets, walked side by side on a raft ferry.
Behind them were more than ten ship captains.
At this moment, Su Mo had already removed all his body armor and was only wearing a lightweight sweatsuit. Along with his youthful handsome face, he did not look much different from a university student in the civilized era.
Lu Yongyi beside him, as well as the captains behind him, had also changed out of their bloodstained garments and into fresh new clothes.
Seeing the grand scene unfolding below, Lu Yongyi was like a kid who had just gotten a new toy. He could not help but say, "That's good. The disaster is finally over, and our ship has also been repaired. Those foreign races have definitely been scared out of their wits. I think our humans relocation plan
will proceed a lot smoother moving forward too. Su Mo, thank goodness you were here, otherwise I don't know if these humans would..."
"Shelter Leader Lu, enough. Do you really have to put a damper on this festive atmosphere?"
Zhang Long caught up to them quickly, his face beaming with happiness.
Lu Yongyi returned to his senses. "That's true. The game is going to be updated now too. Look at this prompt—we can finally relax in the next version. Although we will lose some of the game's assistance, there will probably not be many people who would be willing to focus on developing through the
game's functions after going through this war."
After saying this, Lu Yongyi tilted his head slightly.
Sensing his gaze, Su Mo nodded as well.
"That's right. After the next version update, there will be no trading market or World Chat. All long-distance communication and support platforms will be cut off.
"Luckily, there are plenty of people gathered around our fleets. During this remaining time, we can get in touch with everyone and gather more people together. In that way we won't have to worry about being caught off guard once the game functions disappear. Still, in the coming days, it would be
difficult to witness such a celebration!"
"Real Survival' version.
To the current humans, in some way, this was not bad news.
Without the assistance provided by the game, humans could redirect their focus back to reality, rather than relying on the game's illusory functions.
By relying on an ocean that was rich in aquatic flora and fauna, as long as the upcoming disasters were not too extreme, humans would be able to get past the most difficult first half of the year.
The days of development were just around the corner!
Seeing that Su Mo did not know what he was thinking, with a slight smile on his face, Lu Yongyi slowly said, "Right, Su Mo, I don't plan to bring my fleet over to the New World, but Shelter Leader Long..."
"Huh?"
Lu Yongyi nodded again. "Shelter Leader Long has sent me news that he wants... No, it's a problem facing the entire HQ of the Alliance of Humanity's Future. They want to ask your opinion, Now that the war has ended, we humans urgently need to decide on an important issue."
"After the 'Real Survival' version update, there will be countless opportunities in the New World, but to us humans who have currently already lost 4.0% of our total population, the risk of migrating there is too large. If there is another wave of disasters, and this degree of loss occurs again, I'm afraid... our
days will become even harder."
"As such, everyone is now thinking whether to head to the center of the ocean and stay ten thousand kilometers away from the New World. The magnitude of disasters at that distance is only 40%. With the accumulated supplies from the war this time, as well as the various rewards that will be issued, the
chances of humans surviving there would be much higher."
The problem that Lu Yongyi brought up was a big issue that all humans had to face.
Opportunities came hand-in-hand with risk.
'The ocean version update this time had resulted in a loss of more than a billion people. All the surviving humans had once again become aware of this game's cruelty.
Even if there were opportunities, they still needed to be alive to make use of them!
If they migrated to the New World and experienced disasters at 100% magnitude, it was very likely that they would not be able to hold on for very long before they were eradicated.
On the other hand, if they went to the center of the ocean and held out there, they might be able to reach a new turning point.
It was obvious that, among the humans this time, the ones in the enduring faction had the least casualties.
Thus, not even ten minutes after the war concluded, the higher-ups of the HQ of the Alliance of Humanity's Future quickly passed a resolution and handed over the authority to make the final decision to Almighty Su.
This was a form of respect.
An unprecedented level of respect!
Almighty Su had saved the humans, so the humans should also believe in... Almighty Su!
Of course, if these people knew of the disasters that were going to occur in the New World, they definitely would not ask him such a question.
Faced with the foreign race zombies' maniacal attacks, without sufficient strength, the New World was a death trap.
The kind where whoever who went would die!
After thinking about it and looking at Lu Yongyi's solemn face, Su Mo did not hesitate further. He smiled again and said, "When you guys asked me this, did you not already have an answer in your hearts? I definitely won't advise you all to go to the New World. I'll tell you a fact instead."
"Previously, I was only going to talk about this after the rewards were issued, but looking at things now, it seems it's time!"
Waving a hand, the group stopped moving forward.
Without sugarcoating anything and homing in on the important elements, Su Mo quickly described the changes that the foreign races, who were "infected" Superpower Suppressant, would undergo.
From the changes in the beginning, to their continuous strength improvement and rebound, and then finally about their ability to infect normal foreign races as well as humans once they became zombies.
Even though Su Mo did not exaggerate any of the facts, the ten or so captains who were listening could not resist inhaling a few gulps of cool air, each of them making fearful expressions!
It could be seen that, although they previously said they wanted to head to the center of the ocean, they still wanted a chance to head to the New World.
However, upon hearing his description, their thoughts were one and the same.
F*ck! Whoever f*cking went, they would be stupid b*tches.
Uh.
Aside from Almighty Su!
Having realized the importance of the information, Lu Yongyi no longer had the desire to chase after him. After apologizing, he hurriedly ran to a quiet comer.
Clearly, he was reporting the information to the Dragon Flag Shelter.
This was the result that Su Mo had wanted to see, so he did not stop him and continued bringing the others with him as he walked down.
After more than ten minutes of going around the raft, everyone returned to Tundra One.
Here, Su Mo saw his "old" enemy, Ying Tianlong.
"Su Mo, you're a devil. They've all been deceived by you and your hypocritical act. You're the culprit. Humankind will perish with you!"
"You're an executioner who has murdered loads of people. You're a villain, a hypocrite, and you should go to hell!"
Tied to a chair, Ying Tianlong shouted like a lunatic.
In his forcefulness, he unexpectedly flipped the chair and clattered to the ground, much to the surprise of the two crew members watching over him.
Sprawled on the deck, Ying Tianlong's mouth still kept shouting, but Shen Ke—who had been standing behind Su Mo—seemed to have realized something.
She took two steps forward, raised her hand, and slashed with her blade.
Ying Tianlong's left and right hands left his body right then.
Reddish-brown blood poured out from the wounds. The immense pain made Ying Tianlong, who had still been cursing, cry out tragically.
"Ying Tianlong, you still want to use these kinds of tricks in front of me?"
"Don't think that you'll be able to list the things in your storage space on the trading market using the game panel. You can't run, and neither can the items in your shelter core!"
"Do you believe that, as long as Almighty Su says the word, all the items traded from your shelter core will returned intact?"
Using the trading market to sell all of one's items for 1g of grain.
This was what most people would do to make things more difficult for their enemies.
Avillain like Ying Tianlong naturally also knew of this method, except that his acting skills were not quite up to par and could not fool Shen Ke's eyes.
"Heh, heh heh, Shen Ke, no wonder you're Shen Yitian's niece. It's a shame, a shame that you've been living in ignorance!"
"Ha ha, didn't you always want to know... how Shen Yitian died?
"He... He designed a blueprint for Su Mo and was not willing to betray him. I chopped off his left hand. He still didn't want to, so I chopped off his right hand. He cursed me, so I cut off his legs. He cast me aside, so I didn't spare his third leg either. One chop after another, I..."
Flash!
Another piercing flash of the blade.
This time, Ying Tianlong was shut up for good.
Fresh blood poured from his neck. On the head that flew off, one could still see the maniacal smile he had before his death, as well as a trace of.
Bitterness!
He died, humbled and humiliated.
At the spot where he died, a complete shelter core appeared.
Unbelievably, this b*stard Ying Tianlong—from the beginning to the end—had never placed down his shelter core!
"Su Mo, t—thank you for helping me..."
"No, I'm sorry, Uncle Shen... Ugh!"
'Taking two steps forward, Su Mo hugged Shen Ke whose tears had already started pouring and gently patted her back, pain evident on his face as well.
Shen Yitian died a humble death... but a noble one.
He could not make his mark on this wasteland, but he had invisibly influenced many, and influenced humankind's Almighty Su.
"Someday, I'll have everyone remember. Someday, I'll have everyone remember these brave warriors who died before the dawn!"
"Uh-huh!"
It was five o'clock on the wasteland.
After finishing his patrol around the Tundra fleet, Su Mo returned to Hope One with Ying Tianlong's core.
Despite having killed his enemy, his mood was not great.
However, when he saw Su Chan playing with Moore on the deck, his mood lightened up like a rainbow after a storm.
summoning the game panel, he saw that there were more than 30 notification prompts.
Su Mo did not hesitate and chose to examine them immediately.
This war had been too devastating!
All of the surviving people should be greatly rewarded!
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Chapter 419: Platinum Treasure Chest! A Terrifying Reward!
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After a short delay, the number of unread messages had currently reached 36.
Like the reward for the Descent of the Heavenly Dog Pseudo God disaster previously, Su Mo sharply grasped the key points after briefly looking through the notifications prompts.
"Very good. Compared to the three types of rewards last time, there's one additional type this time!"
White-marked notifications were ordinary notification messages, which could be viewed at his own convenience.
Blue-marked notifications represented rewards that needed to be selected, and these rewards were something all the players on the wasteland could receive.
'There were four of these currently!
Moreover, green-marked notifications were rewards the game provided to an individual, meaning that the player had made an important contribution during this disaster.
There were also four of these!
As for the last type, which was the brand-new red-marked notification.
After scanning through the notifications, although Su Mo secretly felt something that was off, his hands did not slow down.
His mind focused slightly.
He opted not to read the red-marked notification first, but instead tapped on the top-most blue reward notification.
[Record: It has been detected that the platinum-grade "Invasion of the Foreign Gods" disaster has been 100% completed. The game has begun issuing gold-grade disaster rewards.
[Record: This disaster reward will be distributed to all players.
[Record: Good day to the respected player "Su Mo". Please choose this disaster's welfare items to be distributed!
[Record: Reward progress halted… An abnormal error has been detected.
[Record: Good day to the respected player "Su Mo". It has been detected that you have chosen to enter the reward selection panel. The game is processing.
[Record: Player "Su Mo", it has been detected that your game data contains some anomalies. The game will deliberately invoke the provisions of Section 35, Article 2 of the Reward Regulations and bring you into the reward space as required.
[Record: During this process, your consciousness will be drawn over. The flow of time within the reward space is 1:100. Please ensure that you are in a safe environment before silently reciting 'I choose to receive the reward'.
It was exactly like the last time, yet not at all!
Seeing his idea of "smuggling" come to nothing, Su Mo stilled. His thoughts scattered, and he dismissed the game panel along with it.
The worst-case scenario that he had expected had appeared!
'When he had attacked the Heavenly Dog Pseudo God with the Dongfeng-17 missile previously, Su Mo had guessed that the game could detect data anomalies and send out warnings.
However, after that, whether it was because of the power of the system's items or because the Dongfeng-17 missile had vanished without a trace after use, there had been no physical evidence.
'The game had not issued any warning prompts at the time, and Su Mo had not lingered over it.
Later on, before the tsunami disaster struck, when no loopholes were found even after the investigation of the mysterious golden light, Su Mo had buried this matter inside his heart.
Until now.
'The game was finally not acting deaf and dumb!
The vertical missile launcher that had fired the five missiles was now right there in the center of the Hope One, and had yet to be sealed off below deck.
Even the smoke and flames in the sky had not dissipated yet!
'The game had detected an abnormality, but also did not fully detect it, so it could only send out a few warning prompts regarding data anomalies and change the reward retrieval method so that he had to enter a separate space to retrieve them.
"Ican't rush this. If I'm tricked into entering that space, what would be waiting for me may not be a reward but… an interrogation like the golden light last time!"
"The survival points from the system have all been used up. If I go in rashly and encounter something like that, it'd be troublesome if I didn't have any survival points to use."
"Tl wait till eight o'clock when my survival points will be replenished, and then I'll attempt it!"
To ordinary survivors, the game's rewards were indeed "life-saving" and "miraculous"; good stuff that could transform their living situations on the wasteland.
However, nobody—including the game—knew that the system was his ace in the hole!
It was the ultimate weapon that he could use to master this world in the future!
On the surface, this was a game that even a pseudo god had no way of dealing with.
'If you want to interrogate me, then you'll first have to fight the system that can kill gods at will!"
Huffing coldly in his head, and having gone through many trials, these eye-catching warning prompts did not mentally affect him. Su Mo readjusted his mood within just a few seconds.
It was to the point that, when he saw Su Chan running over, his face immediately revealed a warm smile.
'I want to take the reward, and I want to head to the New World too!"
'Now that I've picked up my sister, this side of the world no longer has any constraints on me!"
'Wait for it. Someday, I'll properly interrogate the likes of a lifeless bastard like you!"
Picking up Su Chan and seeing her guileless innocent smile, Su Mo's mind started looking forward to life in the future!
How one was like was how one would do things.
Su Mo was not someone who chased after intangible things. He had always been clear-cut and resolute.
He did not overly indulge himself in any type of emotion, no matter whether it was love, friendship, or even.
Family.
This was not betrayal.
On the contrary, he was loyal to his feelings. He knew what he needed, the responsibilities he had to bear and the boundaries he had to set.
Family was his harbor. It was a resting place where he could relax if he was tired, before setting off once again to fight fate!
It was not heaven. Once the line was crossed, it was easy for him to be attacked and manipulated.
Hence, the excitement and joy of reuniting with his sibling was only temporary, reverting soon after to their familiar familial relationship similar to when they were back on Earth.
Everything returned to that plain and familiar blissfulness.
"Bro, Shelter Leader Lu is looking for you. Hurry up and get to it. When Mom and Dad come, our family will never be apart agait
"Okay, when I finish dealing with all the stuff here, I'll personally make a feast for you!"
"Uh-huh!"
In the area where the Tundra fleet was located, they recorded a death toll of more than 200 thousand foreign races in one day.
Even if the drop rate today had fallen far below that of when everyone had first arrived at the wasteland—nor could it even be compared to the drop rate when Su Mo had opened fire and killed the twenty thousand foreign races earlier—the spoils obtained from killing these 200 thousand foreign races
were still frightening enough to numb the scalps of anyone who saw the data!
5.45 pm on the wasteland.
The treasure chests floating on the ocean had all been collected and placed on the raft ferry in a prearranged manner.
Nobody stole nor coveted them. Aside from many people throwing them envious and worshipful gazes, nobody fought over who owned the treasure chests.
The law of the wasteland was that it belonged to whoever made the kill!
Almighty Su had killed every single one so, naturally, the treasure chests should all be his too!
Zhang Long said, "Almighty Su, we've pretty much totaled up everything we've collected from this battle. We're now doing the finishing touches. It's just a pity that the drop rate keeps getting lower and lower, or the number of treasure chests would be two or three times more."
Sitting in front of Hope One's meeting room table, Zhang Long quickly flipped through the little notebook in his hands, calculating the numbers again as he reported the information steadily.
Beside him, there were seven captains who were responsible for counting the spoils this time.
According to previous practice, the treasurer, Shen Ke, would also be part of this group.
However, after considering the trauma she went through at the hands of Ying Tianlong earlier, Lu Yongyi had given Shen Ke time off after some discussion.
Uh-huh
Duration: 3 days!
Vacation place: Hope One's luxurious cabins!
Su Mo could pretty much guess the intention behind Lu Yongyi's hidden thoughts but, after thinking about it, he did not reject it either.
'The Hope One had additional properties that increased its comfort level, and was indeed a good place for her to take a much-needed vacation.
Lu Yongyi wanted to deepen Su Mo's ties with him. For an honest person like him, it was really not easy to come up with this method.
Amoment later, when the clock struck six o'clock, the calculation was finally finished.
Clearing his throat, Zhang Long picked up all the books in the captains' hands. He stood up from his seat and started reporting the data.
"Month 3 Day 8 to Day 9. A summary of the battle!"
"This time, we killed a total of over 210 thousand foreign races. Among them were over 98,000 foreign terrestrial races and 120,000 foreign marine races. At present, the number of foreign races with complete corpses is 35800, and the number of foreign races with incomplete corpses is 65600."
"Among those foreign race corpses, we've discarded more than 19,600 humanoid corpses and will not use them as materials."
"As for the remaining non-humanoid foreign race corpses, there are 3000 that can be used as materials to create weapons, 8600 that can be used as materials for armor, 27,000 that can be used to make tools, and a total of 15 that can be recycled and used as is."
"As for the treasure chests obtained, the 210 thousand foreign races dropped 7100 chests."
"Platinum treasure chests: 1″
"Gold treasure chests: 89"
"Silver treasure chests: 675"
"Bronze treasure chests: 1784″
"Iron treasure chests: 1781″
"Wooden treasure chests: 2770."
With a close to 3.5% drop rate, it was indeed abysmal compared to past instances but, given the base numbers, it was not too hard to accept.
The close to 3000 wooden treasure chests would contain stuff that many survivors needed to satisfy some basic survival needs.
'The more than 3500 iron and bronze treasure chests could yield relatively scarce survival supplies and resources, which would be of great help for the following relocation efforts.
From the 600 silver treasure chests, many special tools and weapons could be obtained, which would greatly enrich the fleet's combat capabilities.
From the remaining close to a hundred gold treasure chests, as well as the sole platinum chest.
To a certain extent, the benefits to the survivors would not be as extreme as one imagined.
Many of the items that could be obtained from these chests would require a sufficient level of strength to use.
Like the foreigner who had found the rare-grade Destroyer blueprint in a treasure chest—to him, this design blueprint was just a scrap of paper which was not at all useful.
Even if he knew that the ocean disaster was coming, he would not have been able to construct the warship based on the blueprint.
On the contrary, when Su Mo arrived, the special tools and food supplies provided in return had greatly aided him, helping him through the most difficult period, and he had now developed rather well in the Regional Channel.
In the present, seeing Zhang Long's mouth open slightly, yet not saying anything, Su Mo smiled.
"Let's do this then. Zhang Long, you don't have to calculate my share. The annihilation of so many enemies during this battle was not just due to my efforts. You all, including the ones sacrificed themselves for the fleet—all of them contributed. If you really want to calculate things this way, it won't be fair
to the humans who sacrificed themselves."
Zhang Long nodded. "Almighty Su, I'm aware of this. Shelter Leader Lu instructed me previously, and my brothers also said…"
$u Mo interrupted him. "Stop. What Lu Yongyi said is irrelevant, and so is whatever all of you who are still alive are saying, Do as I say later. I'll take the platinum and gold chests. None of you have any objections, right?"
Everyone shook their heads fervently, then nodded enthusiastically in agreement.
"Okay. From the remaining chests, I'll take 200 silver chests and 500 bronze chests. I don't need the wooden chests. Use the extra chests from my share as reparations to those who died in battle, but still have surviving families. Tell them to live well. Just take it as something I did for the fleet…"
All the ship captains were shocked. "Ah, this, Almighty Su, this we…"
$u Mo shook his head and once again interrupted. "What I say goes here, so do it!"
Having contributed the most and taken the lion's share of the reward, Su Mo was not a greedy vampire.
The benefits that wooden chests could bring him were now negligible.
Even the bronze and silver chests he took were because he thought of the villagers waiting to be fed back on Iron Rock Mountain.
If he really wanted to calculate their value, then, among these chests, one platinum one was worth.
10 thousand iron chests!
Chapter 420: System Update! Billion-level function!
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The number of treasure chests had been calculated, but the specific division and distribution of the treasure chests still required a strict procedural process.
Regarding this, Su Mo had no issues.
After all, the disasters had been suspended for over 30 days. Considering that he still had to find the God of the Ocean and fight with the game, he was not in a hurry to set off for the New World.
After sending off all the captains, it was already bright outside; around six o'clock in the morning.
Standing at the bow of the ship, one could see the survivors on the raft ferries, who had already started cooking in their pots, and the smoke from their cooking mixed into the morning breeze.
Needless to say, the survivors had gotten arrogant.
However, their arrogance was not without reason.
After all, the humans had won, and it had been easier than any survivor could have ever hoped and better than everyone's best case scenario!
They laughed brightly, and Su Mo had a smile on his face.
'Walking over to the living quarters below the deck, for the first time, Su Mo started properly cooking for the first time since setting out to sail!
Fresh beef and mutton, check!
Good seasonings, check!
Even the water source had been replaced with the psychic energy water that had been upgraded twice, which he had never used for cooking previously!
Su Mo did not choose to make overly complicated dishes despite having high quality ingredients.
Stewed beef brisket with potatoes, braised mutton, stir-fried shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, cabbage and tofu soup.
These five dishes were easy to make and delicious!
They were Su Mo's mother's specialty and the family's favorites.
It was something he had been familiar with for years and could do without too much thought.
'As soon as the fire started, the aroma from the cooking spread out continuously, which was extremely tempting.
'When the aroma started wafting out, Su Chan, who was still playing with Moore, ran down immediately.
Smelling the aroma of the juicy stewed beef brisket in the pot, and then relishing the scent of the cabbage tofu soup, made her bite her tongue.
Su Chan started to tear up!
"Brother!!!"
"Ahhh, what you're eating…isn't this too good?"
"Are you sure you are here in the wasteland to survive? Are you here on vacation… No, you are here to be pretentious!"
Almighty Su's life was very ordinary.
Ordinary beyond the imagination of any wasteland survivor.
For Su Mo himself, food, after experiencing the first few days, was no longer something he lacked. After the welfare disaster, it was even less of a problem.
'When he was in the basin area, the cooks of Hope Village would change their dishes and methods of cooking daily, satisfying his cravings.
He did not have to worry about what he would eat tomorrow or the day after.
As such, for other survivors on the wasteland who were still struggling to survive, the impact of such a scene was simply terrifying.
Su Chan, who had suffered for a month at the Tundra Shelter, was triggered!
Triggered for a good reason!
Of course, it was her appetite that was 'triggered'!
"Brother, you are my dearest brother. This is the last mouthful, I promise! No more after this one last mouthful!"
Eleven minutes had passed since the start of the meal, and the food in front of Su Chan had already been piled up into a hill!
This scene of her eating stunned even Moore, who was beside him, and his usual appetite shrunk unconsciously.
No one could refuse the temptation of psychic energy water, especially after the second upgrade!
It was the first time that he had used it out to cook, and even Su Mo himself could feel the undisguised 'desire' within his body, which was even more evident for Su Chan.
"Relax, take your time and eat slowly. Brother will cook for you every day in the days to come!"
Standing up, he took out a bottle of chilled coke from the refrigerator next to him and leaned into the chair, while looking at her dotingly and speaking in a lazy tone.
Quiet days like these were indeed rare.
The purpose of hard work was to ensure a better tomorrow.
Being able to cook a meal for the family and watch them eat with satisfaction also gave him a sense of accomplishment that was no less than obtaining good stuff from a treasure chest.
He waited until everyone had finished eating and, seeing that Su Chan volunteered to help Moore wash the dishes together, he smiled, got up and went back to the captain's quarters.
Su Chan did not explain how she acquired the ability to communicate with animals.
Then again, Su Mo did not bother about this too much.
It was not necessary to endlessly pursue a question just for the sake of knowing every single detail.
Just like the secrets of the expeditionary army in 1999, if you kept thinking about it and asking questions, without sufficient evidence and data, you would only torture yourself mentally trying to figure things out.
He would rather go with the flow, follow up courageously, and head straight to the point and enjoy the harvest therefrom.
After staring at the clock on the wall until it finally struck eight o'clock, Su Mo focused his thoughts, and the system panel automatically appeared.
However, the long-awaited daily system announcements did not appear immediately.
On the system panel, Su Mo received mail for the first time; a letter icon that flashed with pale green light!
'Hmm?
'For me?"
Out of curiosity, Su Mo focused his mind and tapped on the icon.
[Host Su Mo, congratulations! This is a congratulatory letter from the system.]
[If you are seeing this letter, it means that you have reached another level.]
[Ima sense, you may not have realized that you have gradually exceeded the category of an 'ordinary person', but growth always happens silently, right?)
[You came, you saw and you conquered. Your name is engraved into the minds of every human being on the wasteland, and you become the 'emblem' of the human race. Your name resounds like a gong in the enemies' worlds. You have become that powerful person that you never dared to dream about
before.]
[Now you are no longer limited to simply surviving or living better. You may be looking forward to peace, stability, strength, or hope… for the future but, anyhow, your 'appetite' has increased! ]
[You already possess a burning desire, you already have ideas in your mind, you are full of strength, and there are countless fists supporting you from behind. It's time to make a choice. I believe that this choice will not be difficult for you!]
[Please check out today's daily system announcements and tell me your answer!]
The contents of the letter were not long, only a few hundred words, and it took Su Mo less than ten seconds to scan through the document.
"Hah, I haven't summed things up yet myself, but here you are doing it for me!"
After seeing the last sentence written by the system and thinking about it, Su Mo was not too surprised. He raised his hand and tapped on the 'save' button and closed the screen.
After that, the long-lost daily system announcements finally appeared with a golden light!
(Doomsday Calendar Month 3, Day 9]
[You discovered the terrifying consequences of the Superpower Suppressant, which has you worried. Fortunately, it will not erupt immediately (Survival points 500)]
[You succeeded in making a plan to coordinate all human beings. In the face of a catastrophe, it played an undeniable role (Survival points 1000)]
{Your name was recited by more than 10 million people. They need you, and they expect you to stand forth (Survival points 500)]
{Your righteous anger is overflowing, and your heart is screaming out: Those who work for the greater good should not freeze to death in the wind and snow; those who pave the way for freedom should not be trapped in thorns. You stood forth and ignited the flame of hope (Survival points 20000)]
{Your name was recited by more than two billion people, you are a 'god' in their eyes (Survival points 30000)]
[You gained a huge amount of 'wealth' and obtained a bumper harvest (Survival points 5000)]
[You successfully defeated a dimensional-grade enemy but, due to the use of the system's power, the amount of survival points gained has been reduced (Survival points 50000)]
[Scanning host's survival environment. Survival points evaluation in progress. 461 survival points gained today. ]
Final settlement: Survival points 107461
Remaining survival points: 107461
[It has been detected that the current survival points balance exceeds 100,000 points, and the host has fulfilled the hidden condition in advance*1 and obtained the right to select the update route.]
[You have ignited a raging flame amidst the dark night. You tore apart the ugliness within the darkness. No evil can come near you and no injustice can stand before you!]
[The most important thing is that your clan has handed over its fate to you!]
[Moving forward, you have opened up a second route in advance. Please select one of the following choices.]
[1. Select the established path to move forward. All functions of the system will remain unchanged, and the 100,000-point derivative function will be automatically updated after your selection. After the update is completed, it will not affect the use of any of the host's subsequent functions.]
[2. If you choose to select the second route in advance, the system's functions will be greatly changed and new functions will be derived and updated in advance.]
{Note: This route would originally only be unlocked when the host reached 1 billion survival points. All other functions except the upgrade function will remain locked if this route is selected until the host's survival points balance reaches the required amount to unlock them.]
[Note: By choosing this path, the upgrade function will derive new uses, and the daily system announcement points will also be changed accordingly.]
[Note: The keywords pertaining to this upgrade are race, territory, resources, and technology.]
[Note: There is no chance to revert the upgrade after making your selection, so please choose carefully.]
The messages poured out like a waterfall.
The harvest of 100,000 points not only covered all his previous expenses, but even earned him a surplus of tens of thousands of points.
However, he was not ecstatic.
After scanning through the reward entries one by one and seeing the selection choices underneath the daily system announcements, Su Mo was immediately stunned.
He suddenly understood the sentence in the letter from the system, "I believe that this choice will not be difficult for you".
"Well, I do have to be cautious.'
'But my blood is boiling frantically in my veins right now!"
'Sealed creation function? That's nothing!"
The cost of this function was very exaggerated anyway. Unless the system rewards increased by several times, it was unusable for the smaller items and unaffordable for the larger items!
The training ground function was still rather useful, but compared with the function that was about to be updated and upgraded soon, the difference in their usefulness was beyond huge!
In his previous plans, Su Mo had set some small goals for himself.
'Over the next five years, earn 1 million survival points on the wasteland.'
Yet now, looking at the billion-level function that could be activated with just a press of a button, Su Mo had no reason to refuse and no reason to hesitate!
"I choose the second route upgrade and activate the billion-level function!"
After confirming his choice, the system panel disappeared, and a new line of text appeared.
[Host Su Mo, the system update will start in 24 hours, and the update duration is 36 hours. Please arrange and manage your time accordingly.]
Unlike the game, every function of the system, including the update timing and duration, was very considerate of his situation.
"Very good!"
"It knows that I'm about to fight the old dog that is the game, and delayed the upgrade, right?"
"Nice job!"
With 100,000 survival points in reserve, Su Mo held no fear in his heart for the means of the game.
'In the face of absolute power…'
'If it's a dragon, coil it!"
'If it's a tiger, force it to lay down!"
'Game, your man Su Mo is right here!"
"I choose to receive the reward!"
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