So, tired of talking about the truth, he started telling various stories. He had to maintain the public's interest and attention in the live broadcast and not make people bored.

He found that people seemed to be particularly interested in passionate adventure stories.

Therefore, he used himself as the protagonist and used local materials to tell the story of the world game. He planned to make a serialization from the end of the first world to the dome of the eighth world.

In this way, many people will continue to listen to it after listening to it once, and continue to consolidate their memory.

As night fell, he leaned back in his chair. The video equipment on the rooftop had begun to freeze. Today's live broadcast was over.

He looked at the camp's contribution: 12,209 points.

By telling stories live, he is robbing the gods of their faith and making people turn to him. This is more strategic than killing strange beasts, and his contribution value increases rapidly.

He bathed in the starlight and walked downstairs.

A white cloth was hung on the nearby eaves. Since Feisi did not leave a body, a tomb could only be built. She died almost quietly. If she had not been involved in the poisoning incident, no one would remember her name.

Su Mingan walked into the building where Xia Sheng and others were staying. As soon as he opened the door, he felt an extremely depressing atmosphere.

A young man was tied up and held on the ground. Dozens of people gathered here, sitting in silence on chairs.

"Lord, we found out that this person poisoned you. His name is Huite, an ordinary member of Fenghuo. There is nothing strange about him. No one would have thought that he would poison you." Xia Sheng escorted the young man tied up with five flowers,

He pressed the young man forward and kowtowed.

"Knock." There was a sound, and the young man's forehead touched the ground, making a crisp sound and bleeding.

Su Mingan sat on the chair in front of the young man, waiting for the young man to raise his head with blood on his face.

"Why did you poison me?" Su Mingan asked calmly.

"I just want to live!" Huite gritted his teeth: "Only if you die can we return to the camp of gods. If this continues, we will all be led to death by you!"

"Yes." Su Mingan responded: "There is no need for traitors in District 11. Xia Sheng, execute him."

Huite was stunned. He never expected that the lord would kill him directly without even asking him "Why do you think so?"

He has been waiting here for four hours, specially waiting to answer the lord's question and tell him one, two or three reasons why "humanity must lose", but the lord wants to kill him as soon as he comes?

With a "bang" sound, Xia Sheng's gun spit out flames, and the bullet pierced Huite's forehead.

Huite fell to the ground and his body was quickly pulled away.

Su Mingan's eyes were cold.

He was tired of arguing with betrayers, and just killed those he didn't need. He had nothing to talk about with those who had taken refuge in him.

"If we are going to fight against the gods, it is indeed normal for most people to become traitors." Staci next to her said softly: "After all, the scale of our gathering place is too small, and people don't trust us..."

"It's not enough to just have a gathering place called District 11." Su Mingan raised his eyes: "Sen, what was this area called before? Let's build a city."

He had seen large abandoned factories and amusement parks here before. District 11 should have been a city before, but it was only reduced to a chaotic gathering place after experiencing disasters.

"This city used to be called..." Sen paused for a moment: "Doomsday City."

At this moment, Su Mingan felt some kind of coincidence called "history", as if a river of time was passing by around him.

"Okay." Su Mingan said: "We will build the Doomsday City that resists the Ten Cities and strives for freedom and liberation. It will be called Doomsday City."

"Ding dong!"

At the top of the domain panel, the original "Domain Name: Beacon Fire/District 11" was automatically changed to "Doomsday City".

Thoughts flashed in his eyes.

Caiusta...what is it? Is it really just to let him experience the history that has already happened?

That dream just now...

…

The bloody sunset shines down.

Behind Lin Guang, hundreds of hoses shone slightly, with faint blood flowing in them.

He walked all the way up and reached the top floor, where there was a pure white disc rooftop. In the center of the rooftop, where the halo gathered, a hard-cover book with a red shell was quietly embedded in the center console.

He took a deep breath, put his fingers together, and put his palm on the book.

"God." He said in a low voice: "What should I do?"

As the most powerful agent, he has the ability to communicate directly with the gods.

There seemed to be vague whispers lingering around him, and after a moment, he heard a gentle male voice in his ears:

[You cannot kill Akto, find a way to capture him. If he wants to start a war, let him fight.]

【He is the most important person, everything else... is not important.】

"Why are you so interested in him?" Lin Guang said.

There was silence around him for a moment.

[Because only the ‘civilized bet’ can extract the source of the world from his body, we need him to complete this bet.] God said.

"If you want the Source of the World so much, it seems that your world is about to be destroyed." Lin Guang said, "What if I have to kill him? No one can get the Source of the World. We all die together."

The god smiled softly.

The voice was gentler, like whispering in the ear.

【You won't do this.】

【Go and capture him.】

The voices stopped.

Lin Guang clenched his fists, and the mud-like darkness in his eyes became more and more serious.

"You are indeed capable of whispering to us across the distance of a world." Lin Guang stared at the book: "But the moment you officially invade our world... I will definitely kill you."

He swept the book to the ground with a bang, and the blood-red pages fluttered like bright red butterflies.

"The battle between civilizations and races has always been cruel. The world of the loser is destroyed, and all living creatures die or become the walking dead." He said:
Chapter completed!