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Chunmianbujiexiao's voice was slightly deep: "What do you mean?"
They were now preparing to go to the stronghold to reunite with the two big bosses, Boss Luo Bi Sheng Hua and Sheriff Justice, but because they were a little late in handing over the task, it seemed that something was wrong at the moment.
"because."
The young man looked into the distance and smiled: "Here I come."
Another figure appeared from the distant fog.
"Someone has indeed taken this route ahead of time."
The people from the [Magnetic Card] Club slowly appeared. The red-haired girl in the lead was decorated with various electromagnetic objects. She said with a strange smile: "Hey, aren't these the people from Hidden Blade? These people are your subordinates?"
"Fuck you, little brother!" Chunmian suddenly wanted to shout!
But when Su Qi looked in another direction, he saw many figures appearing slowly one after another. It seemed that all the top clubs had an agreement to meet here.
and.
He also avoided the stronghold and the last home.
Chunmianbujuexiao had stopped talking. At best, he was a core member of the Justice League. Those present were all super newcomers and super players from top clubs.
"It's bad. I always feel a little panicked."
"What are you panicking about?" Su Qi looked at them. "As a member of the Justice League who wants to kill Su Buxian, shouldn't you hold your chest high, arms up, and head held high?"
"How come your faith value is higher than mine!"
Su Qi has also noticed it.
These people followed the convention and no one spoke, as if they were waiting for other clubs to arrive. It seemed that they had caught a big wave.
These Justice League players gradually became weak and trembled in front of many big guys.
And right now.
[There are six hours left before the points elimination system begins]
The countdown appears every hour, and everyone is used to it.
But the next moment.
[Please note: The qualification for the main quest "audience" will be linked to the player's points. Only the top 1,000 players in each region and an additional 100 players with outstanding performance will be awarded points. At the same time, the points will play a very important role in the final audience stage! ! ]
[PS: Destiny is turning, and countless weak creatures are being watched at this moment. Even if they are inconspicuous, of low status, and struggling in despair, a new era is coming. In the magnificent prophecy book, those who can show their fame will inevitably be born among them.]
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Everyone fell into silence for a moment.
"Before it was all countdown, but now they just give new information directly." Someone squinted and said, "They also put special emphasis on points."
"And the last paragraph of words that make no sense."
“I don’t know the rest.”
Someone paused and smiled, "It seems that Su Buxian's priority has increased again."
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The tentacle man was silently looking at a star map in the City of Chaos, holding the remaining Spirit Mark Coin in his hand. He looked a little embarrassed and inconspicuous as he stood in the crowded queue of the large teleportation ceremony.
There are terrifying presences with dangerous auras all around.
The respected administrator in the last homeland is just a weak and humble existence here.
"It's been a month, I don't know what the home has become in the end."
He felt heavy-hearted and closed his eyes slightly.
He still remembered that two years ago, the whole world was dark and deep, like a chaotic galaxy with collapse, filled with doomsday, deathly silence and weirdness.
And now.
Nothing has changed.
Even if the last home is built.
But whether it was himself, his daughter, or the monsters - they were all struggling.
The burden on a person is much heavier than you imagine.
"I hope that nothing will happen to our homeland in the end, and everything will go smoothly."
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"Everyone please follow the rules of the City of Chaos. Any violations are prohibited."
"To all those who wish to leave this world, please do not rush and queue up in an orderly manner."
Tentacle Man He is in line now.
He really wanted to return to his final home as soon as possible.
After all, the entire polluted world now seems to be growing bigger and bigger, but only he understands that in such a dangerous world, everything is at stake and may collapse at any time.
As a manager, he could only take all the output of the last home, collect strange materials from the polluted world, and come to this chaotic realm to exchange for anything that could help the last home alleviate the crisis.
"besides."
The tentacle man's eyes dimmed slightly. He was also looking for someone who could heal his daughter so that she could have a normal body without suffering.
His daughter is really special.
After all, the person was already dead, and it was his soul that was forced to stay here, and his consciousness was miraculously revived.
But to truly live.
It’s as difficult as climbing to heaven.
"There are three ways. The first is to ask a terrifying being above Sequence 5 to help. Perhaps they can completely stabilize my daughter's body, which is currently made of strange flesh and blood, and there is no need to replace it. But how could such a being care about me?"
"Second, requesting a resuscitation ritual can also heal little A Ling, but it would require nearly a hundred times the amount of Spirit Mark Coins produced by the Last Homestead in a year. The treatment costs are extremely high and terrifying, and I simply cannot afford it right now."
"The third is to use another body as a replacement."
The tentacle man looked gloomy.
He is a surgeon who has studied almost all the books on neurology in order to save his daughter. But he is ultimately just one person with no background, no strength, and no funds. He can only rely on the strange activity of his own strange flesh and blood, plus the neurokines of his tentacles, to maintain himself.
He knew very well that his daughter was in pain, but he had no way to do anything.
Although relevant neural technologies exist in various major technological circles, they have not been circulated at all.
At this time.
“All those who are below Sequence Eight! Remember to use your psychic energy to protect yourselves. Be careful not to get hurt!”
There was a low voice around, ringing in everyone's ears.
The tentacle man’s strength is Sequence Eight. He raised his head and looked into the distance.
"Boom boom boom!"
An extremely large black ship, as huge as a mountain range, suddenly broke through the void, sailed out from it, and appeared on a high platform.
The strong wind blew and shocked everyone slightly. They felt the powerful aura contained in the various mysterious rituals.
“Start unloading!”
A low voice shouted out, and the ceremony on the nearby ship was flashing with amazing psychic energy, and a large number of people began to move towards the ship.
The tentacle man was not surprised when he saw this scene. After all, it was not the first time he had seen it.
Ships traveling through the myriad worlds will bring large quantities of goods to the City of Chaos for sale, which is one of the reasons why the City of Chaos is a trading center.
Several giants, some as big as fifty meters in height, reached out their hands to grab the huge boxes containing goods and began to place them on the open space.
There are many strange and varied goods, including pollutants, strange slaves being trafficked, and special items from various worlds.
a large amount.
It’s terrifyingly numerous.
After all, the entire Chaos City is the trading center of this realm, with a huge number of people coming from all directions and purchasing demands.
The tentacle man is just an insignificant grain of sand among them.
"This is."
The tentacle man's expression suddenly changed. The huge cargo box with obvious packaging was held carefully by the huge monster, which seemed completely different from other goods.
"Cargo from Night City."
The strange aura standing nearby was strong, and he looked at that direction calmly.
"Night City?"
Tentacle Man He seemed to have heard these three words before.
Oh.
I remembered that many people had participated in some auction before and it had been promoted.
Although the world's strength is not strong, it is a transit city for internet celebrities.
But that's not the point.
It was the packaging on the cargo box. There was a man in a luxurious tuxedo on it, and there was a pattern engraved next to it, which said something like Chamber of Commerce, but it was held down by that strange hand.
The tentacle man didn't see clearly.
"You don't know what happened in Night City, do you?" The weirdo next to him crossed his arms and looked at the tentacle man.
The tentacle man shook his head, then smiled bitterly: "I don't come here often, I beg you to help me solve my doubts, big brother."
He only came to the City of Chaos once every three months or even half a year. After all, it took time to accumulate Spirit Mark Coins, and the cost of round-trip transportation was extremely high.
"Tsk, you know it, Nancy."
".I know a little bit, he seems to be a very famous host."
Although the tentacle man did not come here very often, he still tried to fully understand the information he needed to know, such as what kind of large forces in the City of Chaos should not be provoked, and what kind of powerful figures should be avoided or even flattered.
As a small person who is responsible for the fate of more than 100,000 people, it is naturally difficult and necessary to be cautious at every step.