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Chapter 584: Chapter 581: "Jump Jump Jump Game.

The room was oppressively silent, and no one spoke.

The white cloth on the table stained with red wine took on a blood-like hue.

Ming’an leaned back in his chair, his Defensive Barrier ready and waiting to be unleashed.

He stared at the somber-faced Snow, the old man’s kindly smile had vanished.

"Yasa Acto," Snow said with a grave face, no longer using any titles of respect. The moment Ming’an made him lick the tablecloth, it was as if they had overturned the table between them.

Even if he bowed his head now, licked the tablecloth clean, he would not get an announcement from Ming’an to "join hands with Ta Wei"—there was no longer any possibility of negotiation between them.

"You don’t understand, no matter how painful, how humiliating, we have to live, human civilization has to ’survive’..." Snow said.

He raised his hand, and the androids behind him stepped forward with their guns at the ready, preparing to take action by force.

Central City was already under lockdown, and here stood the City Lord of Acto, alone without a single Guardian by his side—it was an opportunity of a lifetime.

A number of guns were aimed at Ming’an, most of which were tranquilizer darts—they still needed this "City Lord."

Ming’an remained motionless, his hand already clenching a Spatial Vibration. Inside this room, a high-damage Spatial Vibration could instantly turn this place into a mortal purgatory.

While the two sides stood tensely opposed, a sudden "bang" echoed from the doorway.

"—— Everyone! What the heck! Stop fighting——"

With a high and clear shout, a line of well-equipped android soldiers rushed in like a flood, their heavy cannons aiming at everyone around the long table.

Leading them was a blond youth in a white cross robe and a silk top hat, who raised his hand and greeted Ming’an at the head of the table with a radiant smile.

Upon hearing the phrase "What the heck," Ming’an immediately understood that this was a Player, and upon seeing the peace dove emblem of Eden at the front of the young man’s top hat, he knew it was Noel.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!" Instantly, everyone in the room turned their guns around.

Gun barrels inside were now locked in a standoff with the army’s heavy cannons at the door—if one side accidentally fired, it could trigger a horrific slaughter.

"Ya Heng, shouldn’t you be in the lab?" Snow blurted out in astonishment.

Because he was classified by the Dawn System as a High-Level Persona, Noel had assumed the position of the second in command at Eden from the start. Snow couldn’t understand why this outsider, who had always seemed so compliant, would turn on them at this moment.

Of course, Snow would have a hard time comprehending Noel’s actions.

——For Noel was a Player.

A Player with a special purpose, whose way of thinking did not align with the locals, could always make decisions incomprehensible to the natives.

Like abandoning all honor and materials, betraying Eden, shattering the Executor’s plan, just to save one person.

"—— Because I’ve come to take the City Lord home."

Noel, facing the barrels of the guns, sauntered into the room, his transparent silk threads trailing behind him, leading a few android soldiers.

He looked up, smiling as he addressed Ming’an:

"City Lord, let’s go. We’re going back to Central City to set things straight. Let’s forget this riddled Second Ring District and Third Ring District; they’re already like a sieve."

Ming’an looked steadily at the young-looking Noel: "... Okay."

——He indeed needed to go back to Central City.

He had already familiarized himself with the surrounding situation: Hawk Hound had fallen; Eden had chosen to ally with Ta Wei. Only by returning to the very core of Central City could he solve the problem from the top.

His "incognito investigation" was sufficient up to this point; to continue would risk losing himself as well.

Ming’an maneuvered his wheelchair towards the doorway.

Snow looked at Su Ming’an with a stern face, clutching the mechanical scepter in his hand.

Most of the residents were not ungrateful, they still appreciated the salvation provided by Lord Acto in the past, revered the Dawn System as a god, and viewed the invading Ta Wei as aggressors.

If people knew that he was forcing the Lord to switch allegiance to Ta Wei, the entire city would likely fall into chaos.

But if he spared the tiger to return to the mountain...

Snow stared blankly at the back of Su Ming’an, as if he saw the upstart hero from decades ago who led Doomsday City to defeat ten cities.

Back then, the hero wasn’t disabled, he was spirited and energetic, unlike the weakened state he was in now. The hero could lead them to slay dragons and change their enslaved destinies.

But now, a disabled "hero" was no longer capable of slaying dragons.

An aging hero dying for a new century was also proof of being a hero.

...Someone always has to sacrifice for change.

And that person could be Yasa Acto.

"...Kill," Snow said, releasing the mechanical scepter in his hand, his hand trembling.

The next moment, gunshots broke out.

Snow’s execution order awakened the guns in people’s hands, and bullets poured down like rain, bombarding the wheelchair-bound Su Ming’an.

"Ding ding ding—"

The bullets struck the suddenly raised Defense Shield, and Su Ming’an looked back with a cold face at the white-haired old man.

Snow was also looking at him, and in those old eyes without bright red patterns, there was a slight confusion.

...He was confused about his decision to execute the hero.

Su Ming’an raised his hand, completing the preliminary actions of Spatial Vibration.

"Noel, prepare to defend—!"

He shouted loudly, the wheelchair expelled exhaust, triggering its high-speed form, and Noel stepped forward to grab the back of Su Ming’an’s rapidly accelerating wheelchair, and was yanked out like an arrow.

"Boom—!!"

A loud rumbling sounded, Su Ming’an had injected nearly three thousand mana points into the Spatial Vibration he shook off, and from behind came a popping noise. The Defense Shield on his wheelchair trembled violently amidst the vibrations.

The Shield on Noel shattered with a "pop," and even though he was already tens of meters away, he still spat out blood, his chest feeling like it was still trapped in the "buzzing" vibration.

Even the aftermath of the vibration inflicted wounds on Noel.

"Whoosh—" The wheelchair took off, flying into the sky after crashing through the doorway, with Noel clinging to the wheelchair’s backrest, legs dangling in mid-air and violently shaking amidst the fierce winds.

He squinted his eyes, barely turning his head back to look at the scene behind him.

He saw—the medieval-style buildings of Eden crumbling like a toppled ziggurat, the domed fortress, the vines clinging to the brickwork...they all shattered inch by inch.

Cries of alarm rose from the streets below as people were shocked by the sudden explosion of the Union Pavilion of Eden. Many ran for cover, terrified that the aftershocks would reach them.

The explosion of the military ammunition caused by the Spatial Vibration led to the collapse of the buildings.

Su Ming’an reached out to grab Noel, who was hanging in the air, and pulled him up: "I didn’t hear a large experience prompt, nearly three thousand mana points of Spatial Vibration and it still didn’t kill Snow."

Noel managed to find footing on the right armrest of the wheelchair, his hands firmly grasping the backrest, his white robe billowing behind him.

"Have you considered... that the Executor might also be an artificial being, like Bai Xiong in Daylight Floating City?" Noel’s blonde hair was whipped up by the wind, without the benefit of the wheelchair’s shield to block it, his eyes almost unable to stay open.

"It’s possible," Su Ming’an looked at his wristwatch: "Xike, send a distress signal to Central City."

"Confirm sending a distress signal?" Xike repeated.

Before they left Central City through the space jump, Xike had told Su Ming’an that if they wanted to return to Central City afterward, they must find the appropriate moment for a space jump.

Therefore, to get back to Central City, there were two plans.

One was to notify in advance about the intention to return to Central City, with Xike pairing the Spatial Ring, which meant the return time was uncertain and the wait could be long.

The other was to immediately send a distress signal. The Central City would respond quickly and might even send someone to pick him up.

Under the current circumstances, the distress signal was the best choice.

"Send it," Ming’an said.

"...Alright, sending the distress signal," Xike said.

Its tone seemed to lighten considerably as it spoke those words.

With a "beep beep" sound, a line of text appeared on the face of the wristwatch: [Distress signal sent].

"Now let’s head for The Fringe," Noel said, crouching on the armrest. "Someone there will meet us."

"Alright, who’s meeting us?" Ming’an asked.

He had already seen that some device on the ground was taking aim at his wheelchair.

Yasa Acto really was the typical hands-off manager. The Second Ring District had already fallen to such a point, but he was still leisurely teaching students in Central City. If Ming’an hadn’t made a trip out, he wouldn’t have known that the city had become a sieve.

...The invasion of Ta Wei had reached such an extent.

It could disrupt instrument programs and even invisibly affect people’s minds...

He frowned and flew rapidly towards the outskirts.

"You haven’t forgotten we’re a team, have you?" Noel said. "Yamada Machiichi stays in The Fringe. He and Lu from the battle squad will clear the way for you, and Luna will be stationed in the Third Ring District. As for Lv Shu..."

He coughed, "Forget Lv Shu, he’s no use."

Ming’an hadn’t had the chance to say anything when he heard a "whoosh" sound.

A bullet from the ground pierced through the wheelchair shield and shot towards his temple.

Due to the 3000 Mana Points spent on the Spatial Vibration earlier, the total Defense Value of the wheelchair shield was just 1400 points, and it was now in dire straits. Under the remote sniper attack from the ground, the shield officially broke.

Ming’an turned his head to dodge the snipe. The bullet slowed down as it passed through the shield and failed to hit him.

Looking down, he saw a team in gray combat suits sniping at him from a kilometer away.

It was the ’Feng City’ player squad.

The wheelchair flew at an extremely fast speed. Having missed that shot, Feng City lost the opportunity to snipe again. The distance wasn’t enough.

"Damn it, hesitation leads to defeat..." Captain Wang Si complained, preparing to flee after retrieving the gun.

To prevent chaos in the city, Eden didn’t dare to openly assassinate members of Acto nor expose the true cause of the Union Pavilion explosion. Wang Si would find it difficult to have such an assassination opportunity again.

Teammate Hou Li took out a heavy cannon from under her skirt to cover the squad’s retreat.

Suddenly, she heard a gust of wind and before she could warn her team, her neck felt cold.

"Bang!"

A bursting bullet exploded, grazing past her neck and hitting Captain Wang Si directly in the forehead, bursting inside his brain.

His head blew open like a split watermelon, drenching several teammates with blood. Teammate Feng Sheng nearly screamed. In all four instances they had traversed together, they had never witnessed the death of a comrade.

No one expected the scrupulous and ruthless Captain Wang Si, who had the demeanor of a mercenary, to suddenly die from a bullet.

In the air, Ming’an retracted his sniper rifle Wandering Night Walk. Even with zero Mana Points, he was more than capable of killing this foolhardy player.

After going through tenth level [Mechanics] modifications, Wandering Night Walk had a sniping range far surpassing regular sniper rifles, and the modified bullets were exceptionally powerful.

Wang Si had a Purple Grade skill, which elevated Ming’an’s occupation to level 33. Ming’an chose to upgrade "Judgment" to lv.3 to extend the control duration of the Judgment.

"Such accuracy," Noel marveled. "I remember in the First World, your shooting was like Yu Ruo..."

He glanced at Ming’an’s expression and left the sentence unfinished.

The wheelchair sliced through the clouds, diving toward The Fringe.

On the screen of Xike’s wristwatch, tiny blood-red letters flickered.

...

[Central City has received the distress signal.]

...

[The Fringe · Sixth Zone]

Underneath the dusty earthen wall, Ming’an leaned back in his wheelchair, his palms soaked with blood.

A dizzy sensation in his head almost made him pass out, as the shieldless high-speed flight had imposed a great burden on his body, not to mention the vertical plummet he had endured following the airship’s explosion.

He drooped his eyelids, surrounded by an explosive pain.

However, there were gains too. The one wave of spatial vibration dealt with quite a number of enemies, and he advanced to Fourth Rank three.

He had already been at Fourth Rank one at the end of the Seventh World, and now, in the Ninth World, he was only at Fourth Rank three. As levels grew higher, they became harder to climb, and the Eighth World had scarcely any monsters to fight and level up with.

"Xike... when will someone from Central City come?" Ming’an gasped, the energy of his wheelchair nearly depleted, he needed to go back and find his assistant Treya for a status boost.

And medicine... he clearly felt his body weakening, an extremely difficult start.

"Just a moment longer," Xike said softly.

Ming’an caught his breath, put on the mask, and he and Noel proceeded to the street where Dong An’an’s house was.

The air quality at the garbage mountain was too poor; it was better here.

This street was desolate, most people went to collect airdrops during the day, all striving for survival.

Noel knocked on the door but received no response, it seemed Dong An’an and her sister were not home.

"To the battle squad," Ming’an decided on the spot, he also had an identity as Lewis.

Arriving at the battle squad’s tavern entrance, they saw a black-haired girl squatting on the steps, engrossed in her game.

She had downturned eyes, pouted slightly, and the game console emitted crisp background music.

"Lewis, are you back?" she noticed Ming’an: "My brother is about to enter the city, he’s negotiating at the checkpoint, are you looking for him?"

"A jumping game?" Ming’an said.

Hearing this, Luo’s game console dropped to the ground with a "clatter."

"...You’ve arrived?" she said.

"I’ve arrived," Ming’an replied. "Let’s go, to the checkpoint."

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