"Forget the first option, I don’t have the confidence to run away, and even with eight more legs, I couldn’t outrun a Level 5 New Human."
"The first option."
"I choose the first option."
" too."
Everyone chose the first option, as among them were two ordinary humans with too slow a speed to dodge those Laser Beams. Once they started running, there was absolutely no chance of escape!
It seed better to choose the first option, which appeared to have more chance of survival.
But no one knew whether this option ant being thrown in Prison or being slaughtered later on.
Old Yang nodded, his face unsurprised. He had known these brothers would choose this path, and he had resolved to do the sa.
"Alright, let’s settle on that."
"Everyone get ready to surrender. That way, even if we have to die later, the Peace Party might let us off the hook a bit."
"Right, right, surrender and the cri is halved, surrender right away!"
Upon hearing Old Yang’s words, they all hurriedly nodded in agreent.
"Alright, I’ll count to three, one, two, three."
Old Yang counted down, and when he reached three, everyone simultaneously raised their hands, stepped out of line, and then crouched down.
And their unusual behavior imdiately caught everyone’s attention.
"What are they doing?"
"I don’t know."
The surrounding survivors pointed and talked about them, and among them, Yesteryear Association soldiers also realized what they were doing and showed interest on their faces.
So of the Yesteryear Association soldiers certainly knew Old Yang and his companions because they were Level 3 New Humans; as soon as they ca out, countless eyes turned toward them.
"You guys, what’s going on?"
A squad of Peace Party soldiers jogged over, looking at Old Yang and his group who were crouched with their hands raised. Since they all made this gesture, it also showed they were unard, so the Peace Party soldiers didn’t point their guns at them.
"Soldier... Soldier Sir, we... we surrender. We are soldiers of the Yesteryear Association. Please, in light of our voluntary confession, deal with us leniently. This... we were forced into this." One of them stamred, nervously raising his head to look at one of the soldiers in front of him.
"You’re from the Yesteryear Association?"
"Mm-hmm."
"Take them away!"
The Peace Party soldier said coldly, and a few soldiers behind him heeded his command, taking Old Yang and the others into custody and sending them to the prison vehicle.
"Hey, hey, hey... we’re surrendering! We’re surrendering! We’re not going to die, right?"
The captured n quickly asked, but unfortunately, no one answered them. The soldier walked away indifferently after they were locked in the prison vehicle.
The silence made them uneasy.
"This... feels a bit risky!"
"What’s there to fear? If they were going to kill us, they would’ve done it already."
Among those locked in the prison vehicle, Old Yang was the most composed, seemingly unconcerned about the possibility of dying later.
"But why?"
Old Yang smiled but said nothing, and his smile sohow reassured everyone else.
Actually, once you start on this first path, only the first checkpoint is the hardest; once you get past it, there will be no issues after that.
What Old Yang feared the most was that the mont they surrendered, they would be shot dead by the Peace Party soldiers without any discussion, which would indeed be an injustice.
But fortunately, they made it through, and the rest of them would indeed be safe.
After Old Yang and his companions were locked in the prison van, the Yesteryear Association soldiers hiding in the crowd were anxious but dared not make any rash moves, because no one could guarantee what fate awaited them after being put into the prison van.
Once locked in a prison van, you couldn’t co out anymore; at that point, your life was no longer your own.
Ti ticked away by the minute, and before long, half an hour had passed. Outside the Yulin Trade District, the registration areas for all exits leading out had retained tens of thousands of survivors who had yet to queue up, and their true identities were by then self-evident.
The Peace Party did not give them a chance to continue queuing. Countless Death Knights riding corpse wolves surged forward and surrounded them.
So of the undead beasts that the soldiers rode had evolved to Level 4 after several battles, exuding an extrely cold and deathly aura.
At that mont, an officer stood out and spoke a few cold words.
"No need to queue anymore. It’s clear what kind of people you all are, and I won’t be giving you any more chances. It must be said, so of you are foolish, and so are clever, but let’s find out exactly who you are. Let’s move on," he said.
After speaking, they paid no mind to the "survivors’" reactions below and turned to leave.
Following the officers’ actions, the knights of the Dead Knight Corps began closing in on them, riding on their undead beasts.
"Move forward, follow the person in front of you. Those at the very front, take note—follow the soldiers ahead. Don’t try any tricks. You may not necessarily die now, but if you run, you will certainly die!"
Under the oppression of the Peace Party soldiers, these survivors had no choice but to be led to a designated area.
After they left, dozens of fighter jets swooped across the sky, poised to strike!
[To residents still in Yulin District, the ti has co, but we won’t wait for anyone. The mission ti starts now... Good luck to you all!]
Boom! Boom, boom!
Shells rained down like droplets from the bellies of the fighter jets, smashing into the streets of Yulin District, already half in ruins. Balls of fla rolled towards the sky, and the deafening rumble of explosions sounded without cease, whitening the faces of survivors from other living areas who were watching from afar.
"This... The Peace Party is really bombing it!"
"Damn it!"
"..."
Outside Yulin District, group after group of survivors watched the dayti pyrotechnic spectacle in the distance, also finding the Peace Party’s madness unbelievable.
No hesitation in action once decided!
The important figures in the Peace Party were also ruthless characters, starting with President Li Henian to the subsequent Hatred.
Keep in mind, as part of the United District’s bustling zone and an economically developed area, Yulin District’s value was imasurable. Yet, the Peace Party wiped it out without the slightest hesitation!
The fighter jets flying overhead carried out carpet bombing, intent on flattening Yulin District as if refusing to leave any stone unturned, and people could only watch as the once thriving pre-Apocalypse city blocks and buildings collapsed amidst the violent explosions, sending stones flying chaotically.
The district that once sparkled with lights and revelry was gradually losing its vibrant colors, burnt to a stifling black by the flas of war.
"Why would the Peace Party do this?"
"It’s not for any reason, nor is it the Peace Party’s fault, but the fault of all humanity. Their president is doing what he deems necessary, but as the saying goes, ’For one man’s success, a thousand bones are crushed.’ Your kindness is always only recognized by the weak, while the more domineering and ruthless you appear, the more you instill fear."
"But hasn’t it always been said that the one who wins the hearts of the people wins the world? And the people are the weak ones."
"It has been so through the ages, but when the rules change, public sentint has no sway. In this age, the stronger your personal might, the more unshakable the stronghold you build!"
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