Global Apocalypse: Awakening the Soul-Swallowing Talent at the Beginning.

Lighthouse player: "Smile, mom is here, good kids from China, shut up."

Korean player: "How pitiful! It's the end of the world and there's no freedom of speech. I sympathize with the Chinese for a second."

Sakura player: "That's right. Whether it's before or after the apocalypse, the Chinese people have always lived under a high-pressure policy."

"I saw the video they uploaded before. It seems that civilian players have to undertake very heavy labor if they want to avoid being kicked out of the shelter."

Lighthouse player: "That's right, and this situation seems to be unique to the Lin Family Shelter. The other shelters don't even accept civilian players, and completely regard them as a burden."

The Chinese players were collectively silent.

After a long time, someone continued to speak.

But the content rarely involves Lu Li.

After all, the concept of country is still preserved in the hearts of most Chinese people.

It's okay to curse at ordinary times.

But when the critical moment comes, few people are willing to be traitors and running dogs.

"That's true, but I have to correct one thing. The labor tasks assigned by the Lin Family Shelter are not heavy and are completely within the acceptable range."

"Civilian players want to have enough food and seek a safe shelter, so it is reasonable to exchange labor."

Player Hans: "Indeed... The current environment is so bad, it's already pretty good to be able to choose to work instead of working hard."

Sakura player: "China is doing well? Then what about us who don't work and are supported by the government?"

"The life of an emperor? Hahahaha..."

Chinese players: "...When something is out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on. Players who are living a good life should pay more attention..."

Sakura player: "Haha, what's the point of being a demon or not? You are just jealous!"

"Keep going, we'll have dinner soon and show you our meals. I hope there will be miso soup and sushi..."

After closing the chat interface, Jiro Kishida stretched lazily with satisfaction.

The transfer truck has stopped and it looks like it has arrived.

It's almost noon, so we should be able to eat directly after getting off the bus.

It's so comfortable.

It is much better than those Chinese civilians who are struggling on the survival line and suffering.

If there is a next life, Jiro Kishida will definitely be a Sakura man again!

"Everyone get out of the car! Hurry up!"

There was a shout from outside the car.

The civilian players jumped down one by one.

The continuous movements seemed to cause the entire carriage to shake violently and creak.

Jiro Kishida lowered his center of gravity and found an opportunity to cut in line.

As a 'veteran survivor', he was well aware of some tricks to grab food.

For example, the earlier you get to the food delivery opening, the more food you are likely to get.

If you say a few nice words and flatter them, maybe you can get an extra half spoonful of miso soup.

However, the situation this time seems to be different from the past.

After Jiro Kishida got off the car, the shaking feeling did not stop.

Because it was the whole earth that was shaking.

earthquake?

How bad it is that it has to happen at lunch time.

Jiro Kishida looked around but didn't see any food delivery point.

Instead, there were many powerful and fully armed players busy doing something in the surrounding buildings.

Although they are all wearing military uniforms, not all of them are actually members of the Sakura Self-Defense Force.

A large portion of them were civilians before the end of the world.

He was chosen because of his outstanding talents and abilities.

Collectively -

Warriors of the Empire.

They are loyal to a long-prepared militaristic government and are the iron fist of Sakura in the end times!

"Strange, how come the number of warriors this time is more than the previous ones combined..."

"Could it be that there are dangerous monsters around the new settlement?"

Jiro Kishida was alert.

However, before he could continue to speculate, the imperial warriors who were busy in the surrounding buildings retreated.

Then, there was an explosion without any warning!

The huge noise brought with it waves of dust, impacting the hearing and blocking the vision!

The unprepared civilian players were scared to death.

Many people had blood coming out of their ears, obviously their eardrums were damaged.

Questions and insults suddenly rang out among the crowd.

But the imperial warriors remained indifferent.

They just kept shrinking the encirclement and gathered as many civilian players as possible into a group.

Jiro Kishida finally spat out the dust in his mouth, but the buzzing sound from his eardrums made him dizzy and nauseous.

I couldn't help but raise my head and breathe a breath of air that was not polluted by dust.

It was this small action,

He was the first to notice the abnormality in the distance.

"what is that……"

The huge figure with purple flames burning all over his body was reflected in Jiro Kishida's pupils.

His whole body was stiff, as if he had lost the ability to move in an instant.

"A giant... a giant with purple flames burning all over his body!"

"Hey! Didn't you see? There's a giant over there, walking towards us!!"

"It's running! It's running towards us!!"

Jiro Kishida waved his hands and shouted, trying to attract the attention of the imperial samurai.

But the warriors just looked at him indifferently and then continued to shrink the crowd.

It seemed as if he was unaware of the impending crisis.

However, other civilian players were reminded by Jiro Kishida and noticed the horrifying scene in the distance.

"What the hell is that!"

"Why did such a huge monster suddenly appear?!"

"Warriors of the Empire, go and stop that monster! It's coming!"

There were screams from the crowd.

But the warriors still did not move.

The only change was that the indifference on their faces turned into disgust.

It's like the owner sees a dog that is usually very docile suddenly showing its fangs to him.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and take action!"

Some impulsive civilian players have already grabbed the samurai by the collar and are questioning loudly.

But what he received in response was not the friendly explanation he usually gave.

But a ruthless slap.

"Snapped!"

The muffled sound was like a signal gun, completely dispelling the last bit of fantasy of the civilian players.

The civilian player who had questioned earlier had a sunken and deformed cheek, and his body twitched unconsciously.

People finally woke up.

It turned out that in the face of the huge power gap, they couldn't even withstand a slap from a strong man.

"How dare you kill people! How dare you kill civilian players!?"

Someone asked in a trembling voice.

The attacker dug his ears and said mockingly:

"Why don't you dare?"

"You losers, don't you really think you are the masters?"

"Providing you with good food and drink is a contribution!"

"Contribution? What contribution?! We are just civilian players. We don't have powerful talents or abilities..." The crowd began to retreat and gather spontaneously.

It was as if a flock of ignorant sheep had just discovered that the one accompanying them was not a docile sheepdog, but a brutal and bloodthirsty wolf!

"Of course you have to sacrifice your lives!" The warriors of the empire laughed wildly:

"Come on, give us your hearts to save Sakura Island!"

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