Bro, Can I Have One of ThatâŠ
âWhat a nostalgic warrior course!â When Xiye heard the sound of the players bawling, his eyes squinted as he recalled the scene of his clan instructor training him back when he was young.
Of course⊠It hadnât been as crazy as how things were right now, firing bullets at students in order to train their musclesâ sensory abilities. Sniper rifle, Thompson, M4A1, AK-47⊠In order to let the studentsâ muscles be accustomed to the power of different gun types, Zanda had almost let them try all the different types, causing the students to be covered in wounds and start howling away. After one afternoon, they almost had no area on their bodies that werenât hurt. Even Xiye, who was born from a warrior clan, was in jitters at the sight of this. He thought to himself, (As expected of an experienced warrior who had come from the battle arena. Heâs really vicious!)
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In comparison, the instructors in the other training rooms were a lot more gentle. For example, the instructor for bow and arrows was teaching how to assess a sniperâs location and how to make the fastest reaction. The instructor that specialized in spear and broadsword taught his students how to make use of battle techniques to break through a wave of gunshots. The instructor who had the berserker specialization taught them how to quickly cause armored cars, tanks, and other heavy weapons to lose their battle abilities.
Although their training was also very harsh, it wasnât as bloody as Zandaâs. However, what surprised Xiye more was these playersâ attitudes.
Although they were cursing at how perverse this game was, they were still able to keep on persisting even when their bodies were tormented by Zanda. At the sight of the last few menâs bloody state after finally completing the training and then hugging each other, Xiye couldnât help but think, (They are really a bunch of terrifying natives!)
Therefore, he was increasingly perplexed by the occurrence of this plague.
Based on the conclusion that the A.I. had gotten after analyzing the news from various places, this unknown virus clearly showed signs of being caused by humans. The powers behind this were also complicated. Other than some ambitious people, massive firearms dealers were also pushing this matter. Their goal was to bring about chaos and thereby benefiting through selling their weapons.
After Xiye saw the report, he couldnât understand why these people were doing this. In his view, the people on this planet had such great potential. If they could gather their resources and focus on developing their technologies, theyâd have long since walked out of the milky way galaxy by now.
Based on the A.I.âs investigations, this planetâs technology had remained stagnant for over 300 years after the fourth industrial revolution. The development was extremely slow, and several billion people kept on fighting and scheming over the limited resources on a seventh-grade planet. They didnât care that they had destroyed their own place. To think that they even resorted to using a virus. This, to him, was what it meant to be forgetting what the most important thing was.
There was an endless world out there, with countless land and resources, yet they didnât go out to excavate them. Instead, they chose to fight amongst themselves for the smallest interests. Why did they have to do this?
This was what it meant to be restricted to their own small world!
He had no idea if he could stop those foolish people who lacked foresight in time!
He immediately asked the A.I. secretly, âHow long can the situation hold up?â
The A.I. said, âBased on the estimation from various aspects of data, it can probably only hold on for around ten days. When the time comes, itâll likely break out into a full-fledged viral disaster. If you wish to stop this situation from occurring, then our team who will be carrying out the mission must set off in five days at the latest!â
âFive daysâŠâ Xiye murmured. He then asked, âGiven the current training situation, would they be able to make it in five days? Would it be too forced?â
The A.I. said, âItâs probably fine. Although the training time is a little short, they are second-grade lifeforms and should have an overwhelming advantage in terms of their life grade. As long as the plan is made carefully and the commands are given out smoothly, even if the players are lacking in experience, the chances of them being able to complete the mission would still be relatively high.â
Hearing that, Xiye nodded. He then looked up in D-Planetâs direction. As a deity, although he was only a fifth-grade lifeform at the moment, his powerful talent still caused his starry supremely purple eyes to be able to observe that blue planet from afar.
He hoped thatâŠThose humans who were plagued by the virus could be stronger and hang on for a little longer. He hoped that they would be able to hold on until they sent the team over to help them outâŠ
âHuh?â
âWhatâs the matter?â Xiye was stunned for a moment to see that the A.I. could make such a questioning sound.
âJust now⊠I think⊠A player had touched the teleportation deviceâŠâ
âWhich teleportation device?â Xiye was stunned and he suddenly had an ominous feeling.
âThat one that is to be used for the missionâŠâ
âWhat?!â
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Like what was reported on the media, that land was now encompassed by horror and despair. Most of the people kept themselves shut in the cities, and no one gathered around a campfire and danced anymore in the countryside.
Many people locked down their family at home in the cold dark night, using wary gazes to snoop at the situation outside from their windows.
Of course, some villages had sunk into even more horrifying despair. Having been infected by the virus, they had been locked down by the military, waiting quietly for death to arrive.
The more remote villages were receiving such treatment. A group of military soldiers armed with AK-47 surrounded these villages and stared at every corner warily, not allowing the people any chances to escape.
Despite facing the defenseless villagers, the soldiers still didnât let down their guards!
Not only did these villagers have to bear with the immense pain that the virus had brought to their bodies, but they still had to accept this helpless situation. Under this extremely despairing atmosphere, people could do extremely vile things, things worse than what normal human beings could have imagined!
This wasnât an exaggeration. Before they were locked down inside, there had been many military soldiers who had died in the hands of the despairing villagers who had risen in a riot. It was merely because the soldiers had been soft-hearted.
The guards were on a rotational duty basis, and this was the time for them to switch over. A burly dark-skinned man who held onto a weapon walked up to a lean-looking soldier who was close to a villageâs west exit.
âHey, Prado, howâs the situation going?â The man greeted the lean-looking soldier, appearing to be very familiar with him.
âItâs still alright for now. Their emotions seemed to have settled downâŠâ The man called Prado looked very skinny. His body didnât match his name, which sounds like a Japanese land cruiserâŠ
The lean-looking man appeared a little tired. âBut we still have to be careful. The calmer things are, the more likely thereâd be an eruption⊠Oh, right, whereâs the thing I want? Did you manage to get it?â
âOh, youâre referring to that?â Hearing that, the strong man smiled, revealing his white teeth. He dug out an exquisite-looking box that had the English words âMarvelâ on it!
âWhy didnât I know that you have such a girly side to you to be a fan of Iron Man?â
Prado rolled his eyes at him and snatched the box over, taking a look at the Iron Man figurine inside the box. He then carefully held it in his arms. His younger sister Nisanna had been wanting this for almost half a year. He hoped that this toy, which had come so late, would make her feel more spirited.
Looking at how Prado was so careful with the item, as if scared that he would crease the wrapping, the strong man sighed, not knowing what to say. âA gift for a child?â
âEnâŠâ Prado answered softly. He didnât like to share the story of his family with his comrades.
âAll children like superheroesâŠâ The strong man lit up a cigarette, his voice sounding a little melancholy. âBut in this world, there are no heroesâŠâ
Prado: ââŠâ
âBut we canât tell this to the kidsâŠâ Seeing that Prado was silent, the strong man didnât seem to mind. He continued to smoke and said, âIn fact, I quite like superheroes myself. Sometimes, I would wonder how itâd be good if there were really a group of them.â
âYou want Iron Man to come and save you?â It was rare that Prado responded to him.
âNo!â The strong man grinned and said. âI want a Hulk to smash this whole place up! !â
âHahaâŠâ Prado couldnât help but laugh. However, at the next second, his smile stiffened up on his face!
It was because he saw a legendary green face appearing behind his comradeâŠ
âHey, bro, can I have one of thoseâŠâ
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