At the same time that the reinforcements led by Ross arrived at the port, the soldiers of the Heavenly King Army stationed in Xifan Harbor were also eagerly waiting, ready to teach the big noses a lesson.

Commander Imran in command of the first line of defense.

At this moment, he was holding a telescope for the Willant military aid, "secretly observing" the four warships in the distance.

The three seem to be transport ships, and one black thing is supposed to be a warship, but it's too far away to see what the situation is.

Seeing that there was only one warship, Imran's heart was a little relieved.

It seems that as His Majesty Yanush said, the Legion will not send many men.

In fact, until four days ago, he was still a centurion of the city defense army, living a happy life of fishing nets and bullying men and women in 2467.

However, because the commander escaped from the battle, they defected and joined the rebels almost without firing a shot.

In fact, it is no wonder that they do not resist.

Due to Xilan's special "ecological environment", Tiandu had to strictly defend against local forces, and the local nobles were not interested in raising a group of soldiers who could not be commanded by themselves.

Therefore, in the Xilan Empire, the city defense army, which my grandmother doesn't care about and my uncle doesn't love, is itself the existence of the bottom of the combat effectiveness. Although the name has a city defense, what I do on weekdays has nothing to do with city defense, that is, bullying those mud legs who plough the land, the vendors who set up stalls, or the ruffians like them.

Yanush, who was born in the Gray Wolf Army, actually looked down on them.

However, perhaps out of the purpose of having as many as possible, or perhaps out of frustration that there was really no one available, he finally took them all as they were.

And that's not all.

His Majesty the Merciful Heavenly King not only retained the original officers of the city defense army, but also generously promoted and even reused them, and even rewarded them with the rich Xifan Harbor!

Imran could see that their Heavenly King had a lot of plans!

This Venerable Heavenly King really intends to overthrow that corrupt and incompetent empire!

It's not like they're out of the woods.

At present, the trump card of the empire is in the distant Mammoth State, and it is simply too late to defend it, and it is impossible to defend it at all.

On the other hand, their heavenly king, relying on the legend of the wolf swallowing the sun, and the declaration of emancipating all slaves, pulled up a large army of 200,000 people in just a few days!

Even if the quality of this army is uneven, and there are serious problems with equipment and supplies, it can't stand their huge scale! And morale is high!

They are like snowballs rolling down from the top of a mountain, not only getting bigger and bigger, but also getting more and more powerful, and finally they will turn into an avalanche that will sweep everything!

And if this guy really becomes, then his own level is also a dragon's skill!

It's not good, can you be a count......

Just as Imran was daydreaming, a distant cannon shot suddenly pulled him back to reality.

He was full of excitement, and almost reflexively exerted his strength to feed, grabbed the walkie-talkie and yelled loudly.

"It's the Legion! The Willantes! Those big noses are coming! All ready to fight——! ”

The loud voice immediately spread throughout the battlefield through the broadcast of fried wheat.

Encouraged by the hoarse voice, the entire defense line immediately resounded with shouts one after another.

"Oooooooo

"The Willants of the dog!"

"What the hell! Give these big noses some color and see!! ”

The noise was like the squeak of rats, and they were still clamouring for war at this moment, not realizing that they were in trouble.

The first to attack were 380mm naval guns on shallow water heavy gunboats.

Thick flames rose from the dark steel deck, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, and like a thunderbolt piercing the clear sky!

When the deafening roar pushed away the waves, the little rats guarding the harbor finally realized in a trance what kind of enemy they were facing.

No one has ever dared to provoke such a gang of people who were born for war as they did.

"Boom ——!!!"

Boiling lava exploded on the brick-and-stone road!

Bricks flew up like onions on dry land, and the shock wave swept through the street like a plough in an instant!

The two 100mm guns at the corner of the street didn't even have time to fire, and before they could even fully see the shadow of their target, they were crushed into a twisted ball of scrap metal by the scorching shock wave.

The gunners and loaders crouching on the side didn't even have time to let out a scream before they were crushed to smithereens along with the broken windows on both sides of the street.

It was the unfortunate ones who crouched on the edge of the blast area that lay like rags in the rubble.

Half-dead is the worst.

Those who were wounded by the explosion twitched and trembled, struggling through the rubble......

"Ah......h

"My ...... Leg ......"

"Ahhh

"Help...... No...... I don't want to die......"

There was a deathly silence throughout the port.

All that remained was the crackling of the beams and the howling of wolves and ghosts shrouded in smoke.

Some clutched their broken legs and wept bitterly, some shrunk into a ball like shrimp balls, and some tried in vain to stuff the leaking intestines back into their stomachs......

The soldiers of the Heavenly King Army holding their guns were all stunned.

Facing the street that had instantly turned into ruins, they lost their words for a moment.

Is that...... What is it?

It seems like it's just a blink of an eye.

The defense line they had spent two days and two nights building was crumpled up and thrown into the sky.

Half of the centurion was wiped out in an instant, and they didn't even see the Willantes......

"Bang-"

Suddenly there was a "black rain" in the sky.

Stones and mud that had previously been swept away by artillery fire "whizzed" down, hitting the bunkers in front of the soldiers, hitting helmets, and even burrowing into the collars......

Wake up countless people from their slumber!

The commander of Imran, who was standing on the front line, opened his mouth, unaware that his pants had been wet.

He finally knew why Yanusz had left here in a hurry.

His thoughts at this moment are exactly the same as that guy, and they are the same as his former superiors!

In the end, his former chief was the real smart man, and the guy who was usually inconspicuous was more sober than anyone else.

That guy knew from the beginning that from the moment the rebels occupied the port area, Xifan Harbor was finished, and whether they resisted or not, they were dead!

In that case, what is there to resist?

Run for your life!

Imran opened his mouth, restrained the panic on his face, and shouted loudly.

“…… Don't, don't panic! We've got a lot of people here! They only have three...... Oh no, four ships! If they have the ability, don't go ashore, wait for them to go ashore...... Lao Tzu must make them look good! ”

Even if it was to buy himself time to escape, he had to let those little mice stand on the front line.

He stepped back as he shouted arrogantly, and finally turned off the walkie-talkie connected to the radio, and threw the job of directing the soldiers to the same shivering adjutant.

As for himself, he made some messy excuses, and fled from the command post of the front-line position in a panic under the desperate eyes of the grass platform team.

And as he prayed, the Willantes really had no intention of going ashore.

At least not yet.

The previous shell was just a calibration.

After confirming the impact point, the thick barrel erupted again—and again and again—and again and again!

Roaring cannonballs covered the entire harbor, scurrying and croaking the defenders huddled in the buildings.

Saifan Harbor is not a military port, and there are no strong forts or bunkers in the area.

As for the marble building brought here by the Willants, it could not provide the slightest cover for the rats hiding inside, and it almost collapsed in front of the 380mm heavy gun.

It's like tofu smashed with a knife!

When the third shell fell, the morale of the Thousand Men of the Heavenly King Army stationed in the port had completely collapsed.

At the end of the day, most of the people here don't really know what they're fighting for, what they're going to do if they win this one, they just feel as if they can win.

It wasn't until the moment the cannon rang out that they realized how abstract the mess in their heads really was, and that the real war was not at all what they imagined!

However, it is too late to regret it......

The roar of the artillery fire did not stop because of their fear and wails, but ran straight over their heads, all the way into the nearby city.

Not only did the defenders suffer numerous casualties, but so did the civilians in the city. They had been ravaged by the rebels a few days earlier, and this time they were beaten by the Willantes.

The sound of artillery rang out for more than ten minutes, and the once prosperous port was filled with thick smoke.

"Enough!"

McLaan reached out and grabbed Rose's shoulder, turning the latter's face around.

Rose's eyes were red, like a demon crawling out of hell, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Enough...... Enough? It's simply not enough! You saw it too! Look at what they've done! These brutes...... I'm going to slaughter them all! They must pay with blood! ”

He roared hysterically, every muscle on his face trembling.

In the end, he didn't need to listen to McClen's orders, and at this moment, he forgot the respect of his subordinates for his superiors.

McLaren didn't reproach him for his rudeness, after all, he was in the same mood.

"I agree with you, but don't forget, it's our port."

McClan stared at him intently, his eyes cold, and the hands holding his shoulders were slightly strained.

"And don't you think it's too cheap to shoot these beasts?"

Rose was stunned for a moment, although his snort was still heavy, but not as crazy as before.

McLaren continued slowly.

"Don't you have 'Grey' mercenaries...... I have a good idea. They are so brave, let's see how brave they are. ”

As he said this, a cruel smile gradually hung on the corners of his tense mouth.

Seeing that cruel smile, Rose suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He understood what this guy was trying to do.

is worthy of being a barbarian of the Eastern Legion, and the method of torturing people is different.

But......

That sounds like a good idea.

The corners of Rose's mouth gradually curled up with a trace of cruelty, and he reached a consensus with the demon from the Eastern Legion in front of him.

Truly......

The artillery duel was too cheap for them.

How about switching to fighting mutants with bare hands?

Based on what he knew about the "Grey Men", the animals would disassemble them into parts, and they would dismantle them bit by bit to keep the food in its freshest condition......

He doesn't want to treat those guys on the shore as human anymore, he just wants to slaughter them in the most brutal way!

Rescuing a sinister smile at the corners of his mouth, McClan patted him on the shoulder, then looked in the direction of the shoreline.

“…… Even if there is one surviving Willant, we must save them. ”

"Enough of the anger, it's time to change our boys."

……

As the fire stopped, two transports loaded with soldiers headed for the harbor.

The soldiers standing on the deck had already suppressed their anger, clenched their rifles tightly in their hands, and wanted to eat the beasts on the shore alive!

The "purge" team stood in the front row, large men in heavy bulletproof armor carrying flamethrowers and the barrels of the wheels.

These big men are all Willantes who have failed to awaken, and the unstable fragments buried in their DNA give them tenacity and strength beyond the ordinary, but take away their intelligence.

However, even those stupid faces are full of bloodthirsty anger at this moment.

"Roaring ——!"

A big man roared, the barrel of the revolver in his hand resting half an inch above his knee, and the roar of the revolver let out a rain of bullets!

Unable to raise their heads under the pressure of the stormy fire, the soldiers of the Heavenly King Army lying behind the bunker had no way to fight back, so they could only poke their rifles out of the bunker and swept them abruptly.

This trick is effective in street fighting, but when you use it from a distance of hundreds of meters, the bullets either fly into the sky or are all swept to the ground.

In addition to wasting ammunition, they can be said to have no effect at all!

The beachhead fire position by the harbor was quickly prepared, and the 100-man team that landed first immediately divided into ten squads and pounced on the wreckage of the building that had been ploughed by artillery fire in three echelons.

It wasn't long before the ruins began to hear the sound of gunfire and the wails of falling to the ground.

A Willant soldier first shot the leg of a Celestial Army soldier through the wall, and then smashed the butt of a rifle directly into his forehead as the latter beged for mercy.

"Gate seed! What kind of ability is the special mother's shot against the civilians, there is the ability to rush Lao Tzu! Get up for me!! ”

The man roared as he smashed the butt of his rifle into the bloody face until his teammates pulled him behind cover.

"That's enough, the beast is dead!"

Skillfully reloaded and loaded, the man's face was also full of hatred, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between his lips.

“…… There are so many more alive. ”

"Kill !!"

These Willant soldiers have gone crazy, almost killing anyone on sight!

Strafe with a gun, roast with fire, smash with a butt, poke with a bayonet!

Stepping through the shattered shop windows and streets, they rushed into the faces of the soldiers of the Heavenly King's Army, and they used almost all the methods of killing!

In the face of this group of crazy Willantes, the soldiers of the Heavenly King Army were frightened one by one, and they no longer had the appearance of shouting for a decisive battle before.

At first, they tried to fight to the death, but when they found that they couldn't fight at all, they immediately ripped off the bandages on their arms in desperation, dropped their weapons and ran away.

Just as they had done when they hastily wrapped the bandages up, they now abandoned the faith they had picked up.

At the end of the day, the battle was hardly evenly matched from the start.

Most of the defenders crouching here had been civilians a few days earlier, and had only just figured out how to shoot and aim.

If they really have the courage to defy death, or the faith that they are willing to defend to the death, these defects are not so fatal, and they can exchange their lives for some death.

But apparently they didn't.

At least not the vast majority of people who died here.

On the other hand, on the other hand, they are all "genetic warriors" produced using the technology of the Prosperous Era!

Not to mention that the strength, physique, and reflex nerves of these Willantes themselves are about 20% stronger than ordinary people, which is equivalent to one more "attribute point" for each of the strength, physique, and agility, and the people standing here are not ordinary Willantes, but a group of well-trained soldiers!

Although the proportion of awakened in the legion is not as exaggerated as the dozens of legions of the Alliance, they are also crawling out of the hell of iron and fire.

And this group of thugs who only dare to swing knives at the weak cannot be the opponents of this group of evil ghosts!

Looking at the soldiers of the Heavenly King Army who fled with their tails between their legs, the red-eyed Willant soldiers roared and chased after them, roaring as they strafed.

"Damn...... Aren't you quite capable? What to run, what to run! Come on! Pick up the gun! ”

The bullets were whizzing behind them, and the soldiers of the Heavenly King Army who had removed the strips of cloth dared to stop, and they ran around in the ruins one after another, like crazy rats.

Two teams of ten, who were crippled, were invariably driven into a bungalow with a collapsed second floor.

Frightened, they reflexively pointed guns at each other, almost fighting with their own people.

At this moment, the Willantes had already chased the door, and in a panic they lifted the cabinet that had fallen into the glass house and blocked the door and the window of the front wall, and then found a white cloth to hang on the leg of the broken stool and handed it out of the window.

"We surrender!"

"Great, sir...... We don't dare anymore!! Get around us!! ”

"We are...... It's the people of the city defense army! We are not in league with them, it was the Yanush who forced us to fight you! ”

The two soldiers standing in the doorway looked at each other and smiled, one of them drew a grenade, and the other pressed him back and patted the white phosphorus bomb hanging from his waist.

"Use me this."

The fuse was unplugged, and the soldier standing in the doorway squeezed a crack in the sealed window, expertly threw the object in his hand into the room, and then tightened the cover that blocked the window.

There was a strange croaking in the room, like a rat in a rat hole flooded.

The brilliant and deadly flames bloomed like fireworks, dragging streaks of pungent poisonous smoke flying wildly, setting fire to everything that could be lit in the room.

There was a terrible cry in the house, and the heavenly soldiers who were on fire tried to move the cabinet blocking the door, but the guards at the door kicked them back into the fire.

Screams rang out one after another on the battlefield.

This can no longer be called a battle, it is a completely one-sided slaughter......

As the Willant landed, the slaughter lasted from early morning until noon.

By the time McClan and Ross set foot in the harbor, the entire harbor had been stained red with blood.

In the end, the Willant people paid nearly 100 casualties, while the 20,000 soldiers of the Heavenly King Army stationed at the port were killed by nearly 5,000, and most of the rest fled into various urban areas of the settlement to hide.

Xifan Port can also be regarded as a gathering place for millions of people, even after the toss of the Heavenly King Army, there are now seven or eight hundred thousand people left.

Ross first reported the local situation to Eternal Night Harbor, called for a batch of reinforcements and supplies, and then sent three centurions to block several major exits from the settlement, and issued a death order to "dare to approach the checkpoint and shoot directly".

The blood debt must be paid in blood.

Their revenge has only just begun......

……

Like the other high-ranking members of the Celestial King's Army stationed in the settlement, Commander Imran was captured back to the place where he had fought before he had time to run out of the city or hide himself.

To be precise, he was voluntarily handed over by the residents of Xifan Harbor.

The red-eyed Willantes frightened everyone, and no one dared to keep this guy at all.

Kneeling on the floor tiles of the port.

Imran looked up at the two Willant officers standing in front of him with a trembling mouth, trying to beg for mercy for himself.

"Big, sir......"

"I, I'm forced too...... It really had nothing to do with me that night! It's all the guy named Yanush...... It was they who plundered in the port area! I, I can help you-"

McLaan didn't even look at the mourning dog, but took off the cigar in his mouth and spat out the smoke ring.

Then he suddenly reached out and grabbed the guy's head, and then poked the burning cigarette butt into his left eye, and was crushed around it.

"Whew-"

"Ahhh!!h

A pig-killing howl echoed through the room, instantly drowning out the sizzle of Namerald's reaction.

It wasn't until the oozing blood had extinguished the cigar's fire that McLaan threw the blood-stained cigar into the sea, then grabbed the guy by the hair and lifted him to the head.

"Did I ask you?"

Imran, whose face was covered in blood, trembled and convulsed as if he had been electrocuted, gulping down the air like a dead fish thrown ashore.

"You have one eye left," McClan said, staring at his only remaining eye, word by word, "what do I ask, what do you answer, understand?" ”

"Yes...... Be! Oh no, understood! I see, sir! Imran tapped his weak head with all his strength.

McLaen threw him to the ground in disgust, looked at the guy writhing like a maggot, and asked all the questions he wanted in a cold tone.

Including who was involved that night, the masterminds involved, how many people died, how they died, and how many people survived, etc.

As long as he knew something, Imran poured it all out.

After asking for the information he wanted, McClen nodded, then neatly pulled out his matching gun and "slammed" at the stunned face.

He never said that he would spare this guy's life, but he honestly explained that he could suffer less.

"Buried according to local customs."

"Yes!"

The soldier stood up straight, gave a military salute, and then dragged the dead dog-like corpse aside.

"10,000 a day, two months...... Tsk," Rose smacked his tongue, his face still angry, and clenched his fists fiercely, "...... Why don't you apply for a strategic nuclear warhead? ”

At this rate, he didn't want to go home before his birthday.

"Come on, we'll have to rebuild the port in a different place." McClen took off his gloves and threw them into the sea, then took out a new cigar and lit it for himself.

Although this colony is the result of the civilian clique, it is ultimately the property of the Willants.

After spitting out the smoke ring, he paused, and continued in a cold tone.

"Just swap out the dirty blood."

"We still want it."

……

In the wasteland, the distribution of the speed of information transmission is as uneven as the distribution of wealth.

This is not only limited by the impact of the technical level, but also limited by a series of problems such as the degree of infrastructure construction, orbital garbage and the interference of the radioactive layer on electromagnetic wave signals.

It is precisely for these reasons that some places in the wasteland have even restored the "Internet of Everything" of the prosperous era, which can not only surf at high intensity 24 hours a day, but even flush the refrigerator.

And some places still need to rely on telegraph or even more primitive ways to exchange information, highlighting an all-natural.

That's why.

The tragedy that happened in Xifan Harbor was known only to the executioners who fired the guns and the bitter people who were shot.

On the morning of the first day of Wasteland Era 214, most of the Coalition's settlements were still basking in the festivities.

Last night, Dawn City celebrated the New Year with a full two hours of fireworks.

And those survivor settlements with good relations with the alliance not only celebrated New Year's Day and Chinese New Year's Eve in fashion, but also broadcast the fireworks feast on their own TV sets or other media equipment!

The festive atmosphere lasted until the next morning.

Just a few hours before the Willant launched an attack on Westsail Harbor, the streets of Dawning City were filled with jubilation.

Both the local residents and the wastelanders who lived here all got up early and gathered in the square of Dawning City.

Although it snowed all night last night, it did not dampen the enthusiasm in people's hearts.

A pair of eyes full of excitement and joy stared intently at the center of the square.

And where the eyes converged, a brilliant blue power armor stood there.

With a smile on his resolute and handsome face, he waved lightly at the people who were watching him, as if he were greeting an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

And people's enthusiasm was also completely ignited at this moment, and the small flags the size of palms shook like waves, and the whole square instantly broke out into enthusiastic cheers.

"Long live the manager!!"

"Long live the Union!!

Of course.

In addition to the cookie-cutter voice, there are also some maverick voices.

Mostly sent by players.

"Brother Guang is awesome!!"

"Brother Guang, look at me! Brother Guang! ”

"Do you remember the garbage heap on the edge of Linghu Lake, I helped you pick up the rags!"

"Daddy take a look at me!"

", you don't have a relationship there!"

"Hey...... The NPCs in this game are really handsome, and they're almost half of Lao Tzu. ”

"Vomit !!"

Although there are some NPCs in the alliance who have learned Mandarin, such as Boss Xia.

However, because the speeches of these players are too abstract, even the little fish who first learned Mandarin could not understand it.

Pai, standing in the crowd, tiptoed and curiously probed over the Vault dwellers.

"What's that guy shouting over there?"

Xiao Yu, who didn't care very much, closed his eyes and listened carefully for a while, and said seriously.

"It seems to be shouting to give birth to Brother Chu."

Pai froze for a moment, then turned around.

"Huh? But that guy is a man, huh? ”

Xiao Yu's eyebrows suddenly rose.

"That's not going to work!"

Alyssa, who was standing on the side, said with a smile in her eyes.

"I don't care if it's okay or not...... That can't be done. ”

Heya, who crossed her arms, pursed her lips and smiled, and gently pushed the hologlasses on the bridge of her nose.

"From a technical point of view......"

Before she could say anything, she was covered by Boss Xia on the side.

"Okay, okay, don't be technical, I don't want to hear that thing, thank you!"

Standing here are not only the inhabitants of the Alliance, but also many wastelanders from afar, as well as residents of other survivor forces

The legend of the Alliance's administrators is no longer just about the Alliance or the River Valley provinces.

The returning coalition forces, and all those who yearn for order, have long since taken the story of him and the inhabitants of Vault 404 to all corners of the wasteland.

Those stories are like dandelion seeds, taking root and sprouting in strange lands one after another.

And those who are looking forward to him are also coming here with a pilgrimage mood at this moment.

Countless people even made a special trip here from the distant Ideal City and even the Triumph City in order to see him with their own eyes and see what this guy who led the coalition forces to victory really looked like.

“…… Is that the manager of the Alliance? ”

"It looks pretty young."

"I thought it would be an old man...... I didn't expect it to look like I'm in my early twenties. ”

"Maybe he actually lived for a long time, but he just couldn't see it."

"You mean like the old men of the academy?"

"It's hard to say, who knows about this kind of thing."

Several Willantes crossed their arms and stood at the edge of the crowd in the plaza looking at the figure standing in the center.

And not far from them, a few survivors from Ideal City were shouting with a few mercenaries from the Free State next to them.

"I've heard that in the Wasteland of Guards, he blasted a Precursor wearing biodynamic armor with a single hammer!"

"He also went to the front line himself?!"

"Haha, then there are a lot of his legendary deeds. If you have time, you can find a tavern in Dawning City, and those drunkards will be able to blow all day. ”

"Incredible......

"Sounds like bragging."

"Ahem! I don't dare to pack a ticket for anything else, but it's true. To tell you the truth, I served in the 100th Mountain Division before, and I saw it with my own eyes! ”

In the midst of that boiling noise, the bell of eight o'clock rang punctually in the square.

It was the time of day when the morning sun shone brightest.

Standing in the middle of the square, Chu Guanghuan glanced at the expectant faces in the square, opened his mouth in a solemn and friendly voice, and sent congratulations on the first day of the new year to those who were looking forward to it.

"Today is the year 214 of the Wasteland Era, and it is far from us losing everything we have and falling from heaven to the abyss...... More than two centuries have passed before you know it. ”

"But at this moment, what I want to remember is not the two centuries of destruction, but the 213th year of the wasteland era that has just passed—"

"The history of that whole year was written by our hands!"

“…… In the past year, we have not only conquered the brood that has plagued this land for more than two hundred years, but also sown the seeds of civilization to the far south, and banished the plague, chaos and barbarism that have preceded our prosperity. ”

"The road was not easy, it was even full of hardships and bumps and death. On more than one occasion, we have stood at the crossroads of our fates, plunging into confusion and disagreement several times. ”

"But fortunately, we did not give up, but united to put aside all disputes, stand side by side for a common destiny, and joined hands to build the line of defense to defend the bottom line and dignity of human civilization, and have been fighting for this until this moment until we achieve the final victory!"

"This great and glorious victory belongs not only to the Alliance, but to those who fight alongside us, and to all those who have dreams and hopes for the end of the Wasteland Age!"

"Today, we will face new challenges, including how to resolve the unresolved disputes, how to continue the path that has been illuminated, how to sow the seeds of civilization further afield, and how to nurture them to grow and take shape."

"I believe we have the capacity and determination to fulfill all the assumptions we make for tomorrow. Our predecessors have left us with enough experience, blueprints and inspirations, and now it is time to take the torch from their hands and let us pass on the torch! ”

"The Wasteland Age will surely end in our hands, and this victory that has been two centuries long overdue will finally be ours!"

"To all the survivors who have united!"

At the moment when Chu Guang's words fell, the square instantly resounded with rainstorm-like applause, as well as thunderous cheers and cheers.

Looking at the energetic faces, Chu Guang smiled and waved his hand, and then handed over the presiding power of the celebration to the master of ceremonies waiting behind him, announcing the official start of the celebration.

As before, Chu Guang didn't intend to take up too much of people's time.

After handing out the Medal of Honor to the players, he left the plaza for all the survivors, surrounded by flowers and applause.

He has always felt that on this day of celebration, people should spend more time with their families instead of spending their energy on themselves.

Not to mention, he also needs some personal time to deal with the trivial matters of life and relationships, as well as to move around the settlement.

Especially the latter.

He wanted to take a little more time to see how people were doing during his absence, and what new tricks his cute little players had come up with.

However, just as Chu Guang was pondering where to go to have a meal first, Lu Bei, who was following him, suddenly seemed to have received some news, and his face instantly became serious.

Quickening his pace and walking to Chu Guang's side, he lowered his voice and whispered.

"Sir...... Something is wrong! ”

(End of chapter)