National Juggernaut

Chapter 257 Flames
[Central Six Cities Team Competition (Newcomer Area) First Round Assessment Mechanism Announced:]

[Task [-]: Hunt any ghosts within the specified range, and score points according to the hunting results.Note: The ghosts outside the hunting range will be included in the battle results, and appropriate bonus points will be given. 】

[Task [-]: Search the geographical and ecological environment around the station, assist and relocate all the ghost tribes.Note: It is recommended to use coercive means. The ghost tribes left in place have a high probability of being destroyed in the subsequent ghost tribe revenge. 】

[Task [-]: Find the designated ghost target and specific relics. Note: The strength of the designated ghost target is generally too high. It is recommended to evaluate the strength of your own team before hunting, but once the hunt is successful, not only will you be given a lot of points, but also military exploits and honor rewards. 】

[Rule Explanation 1: During the hunt, you may encounter a group counterattack from the ghost tribe. If you encounter a medium-sized or larger tribe, you can apply for military support from Ningping City, but a certain point penalty will be given.If it is a super large tribe and ghost general, please avoid it in advance. 】

[Rule description 2, list and pictures of specific remnants: Eagle of Resentment, Picture Book of Death, Left Hand of Vengeance, Right Hand of Wrath, Ring of Judgment.]

When the calculator accompanying the group took out these few pages and threw a dozen scattered rules in front of the Peace Corps, it was the first time that everyone had the real feeling that this was a "team competition".

Killing and searching are the foundation of a battle group, but not everything.

After carefully studying the target, Zheng Li raised his doubts.

"Is this an act of war?"

It is clearly a questioning sentence pattern, but it uses an affirmative tone.

"Yes."

The calculator Lu Sanqi responded with a smile,

"In this world, the ghost race is stronger than us?"

"That's right. Much stronger. If we start a war, they will definitely retaliate."

Zheng Li nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Now that Ningping City has already planned everything, as a friendly army and compatriots, just execute it.

But as soon as they started to carry out the task, Zheng Li and his party encountered trouble, big trouble.

According to the plan, the residents on the island are to be relocated. First, all the residents are asked to wait at the port with their belongings, and a fleet will come to pick them up.

Zheng Li's previous work had achieved results, and even such an absurd order was still carried out smoothly.

But there are still some people who are reluctant to leave, even though it has been repeatedly emphasized that if they stay here, they will be retaliated by the ghost clan, and life may be worse than death.

"You can't go, my lord, the blood flower is not mature yet, we will have nothing after we leave!"

Standing at the edge of the blood-red flower field, the farmers surrounded the executive officer, some knelt and begged for mercy, and some tried to hug the adult's thigh.

The scene in front of him surprised Zheng Li who had rushed over.

Xuehua is the main source of income for this island town with a total population of less than 4.

"The petals of the thorn six-petal flower, commonly known as thorn flower, are a kind of economic crop, bloodthirsty carnivorous plants, and the roots have thorns. It is more costly to feed chickens, ducks and seabirds, and the fish is not cost-effective. If the maturity of Arita arrives earlier, You can just buy it directly, and let the locals plant it. After all, you are young, and you only rotate in January, so it’s better not to go too deep into the darkness.”

At that time, those two battle groups clearly said that the blood-red harvest season would be two months later, and told Zheng Li not to care about their planting, uh, these two battle groups were also kept in the dark.

When the other party said this, Zheng Li was also a little curious, and secretly learned about it.

The mature blood-red petals are quite good auxiliary materials for anesthetics, buffing agents, and stimulants, and are also a specialty of this space. However, as plants, they not only need conventional nutrition, but also various types of biomass such as blood.

When Zheng Li checked the situation, he noticed that a ghost secretly separated his arm to bleed the thorn flower.

He inquired about it. If this kind of flower eats flesh and blood with ghost attributes, it will mature faster and grow better, although the town has been ordered to prohibit it. This is the leader of the battle group. mature reason.

For many farmers in the town, the Blood Flower Field is everything, all wealth and hope for the future.

"Master Ghost Clan is coming? When we come, we are also planting blood flowers for them. We have planted blood flowers for them for hundreds of years. Let us stay!"

"Yeah, the tax burden is heavier, even if one of the three children will be eaten, at least we can still survive."

But the executors in the town, how could they listen to their persuasion, someone simply lit a fire, ready to burn the immature blood flower directly.

"Ah, no!!"

When the farmers were surprised and unbelieving, a tall figure suddenly ran out of the crowd, jumped over the fence, and jumped into the blood flower field by himself.

Countless thorns and minions devoured him, and in just a moment, the blooming blood and screams moistened the earth.

And the next moment, the surrounding blood flowers bloomed with a faint red light, which was a sign of maturity.
"The child's father! Why did you abandon us?"

The cry of a woman woke everyone up. It was a middle-aged woman, and in her arms, there was a child with horns, who was crying.

The tragedy happened, but others were eager to try. Someone approached the blood flower field.

And when he imitated his predecessors, jumped over the fence and jumped into the field of death... but hovered in mid-air, and time was stopped at this moment.

Zheng Li walked over with a livid face. He was full of anger, but he didn't know who to vent it to.

Blame the staff, blame the numb farmers, blame the ghosts, blame the digital city that started the war, blame the world. Blame yourself for being powerless?

"Isaki."

"Ah."

Toranoichi took a step forward and stood in front of the field.

When the long sword turned into a flaming snake-belly sword, amidst the cries and desperate screams, the entire flower field turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The only unburned area is the one that was deliberately divided. The mature blood flower that is being poured with flesh and blood is shaking in the wind.

The faint red light surrounded by the flames seems to be mocking the fragility and powerlessness of mortals.

When the flower field turned into scorched earth, the powerless ghost farmers had no choice but to walk towards the port under the leadership of the armed militia and turn back three times, but it lasted until they were completely invisible.

Zheng Li was standing in front of the scorched earth, unable to calm down for a long time, and beside him was Lu Sanqi with a calm face.

Finally, Zheng Li couldn't help asking an extra question.

"Initiating a war involves countless lives. At least there must be a reason. We are for."

But Lu Sanqi shook his head.

"I don't know. Do you think that at my level, I can know the strategic goals. But please trust the prophet's judgment, it is always on the side of human beings, and we are just its pawns."

Under the sun, the number "393472742796729" on Lu Sanqi's forehead was unusually eye-catching.

He didn't think about it, didn't question it, and the scene in front of him didn't even shake him. He just carried out his order, even if it was to launch a war, even if it would bring countless deaths and misfortunes.

At this moment, Zheng Licai really felt that no matter how normal he behaved on weekdays, he was still a digital person.

Digital people, Ningping people, are not without emotions.

They have hobbies, even if they seem strange to outsiders.

They have feelings and will feel great pain over the loss of a loved one.

They have their own ego, and when everyone talks about the future, they are full of longing.

But they execute the order. As long as the order is issued, all perceptual thinking will give way to the order, and all thinking, power, even life, will serve to execute the task.

"Why can you trust the Prophet so much?"

Halfway through the words, Zheng Li knew the answer himself.

This is the accumulation of thousands of years, it is the choice of life and death countless times, it is the instinct engraved in the bones of digital people,

Everyone knew that this was abnormal and inhumane, but no one raised any objections.

Zheng Li didn't know how cruel the external environment was to create this anti-human social system and atmosphere.

I also don't understand what is going on with the Prophet, why it is so completely trusted and even obeyed by the digital people, and they can die with one order.

I am just an outsider, and there seems to be no room for doubt.

But suddenly, with a plain face, Lu Sanqi scratched his head, seeming a little troubled.

"You are indeed different from me. If you don't know anything, you must have other ideas, which may affect the success rate of the mission. Just right, this is 3123 Island (Xingtai Island), there should be something like that."

Half an hour later, when the highest-level warning bell rang through the sky over the entire island, everyone in the Peace Corps stood in front of a giant steel object.

It is a hemisphere, mostly buried in the soil, with a gap in the middle, and even the cart is nothing in front of it.

It seemed to be a part of a large building, only the head was left outside. While others were amazed at the size of the steel creation, Zheng Li climbed to the edge of the crack in two or three steps.

Inside, apart from the space filled with sewage, there are also broken lenses and brackets.

Those parts are too familiar to Zheng Li, after all, they are products of the old times.

"Star station? Astronomy"

"I don't know how to explain the super-large observatory 'Faconer'. After all, my sources of information are limited. But there is a sentence in the mission instruction, the words of the prophet to everyone"

In front of everyone, standing in front of most of the incomplete observatory, Lu Sanqi opened his arms and smiled.

The one who laughed seemed too unaccustomed, a little crazy, a little distorted.

"The time has come, the time has finally come when we will take back our land, and our people."

(End of this chapter)