Gamers Are Fierce

AIM can’t believe his hearing sensor "...what?"

"Do you really think that after wasting so much time, energy, and spiritual power of me, you only need to control the clone to come forward, sincerely and humbly surrender, and I will accept it and put you back into the real world?"

Li Ang frowned slightly and said: "No way?"

"..."

AIM's words were stagnant, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak, "Isn't it enough to admit defeat and surrender?"

"Of course not enough."

Li Ang said: "Without you, I only need to release the one-click hacker intrusion system purchased on the black market, and it will be able to paralyze the missile defense systems of many countries in the world.

Then use [Pale World] to slowly erode one city after another, reducing the loss to a minimum.

And you, precisely because of your existence, I have the following additional losses:

A lot of spiritual power spent on ultra-long-distance transmission technology;

Many heavy mech damages that need to be disassembled and repaired;

Three bottles of potions to increase the recovery efficiency of spiritual power;

And the exposure of a weapon of mass destruction that I called [the evil of this world].

These losses will all be counted on your head. "

This... how can there be such a truth in the world?

Fortunately, the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft does not release the projection function, otherwise the expression on AIM's face must be very ugly.

"cough,"

He coughed and calmed his emotions, "Mr. Li, is there any misunderstanding in this?

I also invested energy, material resources, and financial resources in this battle, and used consumable props and consumable scrolls.

Besides, the rule in the Sky Arena is that both parties are responsible for their actions..."

Li Ang interrupted: "The defeated party pays compensation and signs unequal clauses. Isn't this what you Americans do best? Is there any problem?"

"..."

After hearing this, AIM quickly calculated the gains and losses in his mind, and whispered softly: "If you want me to pay all the compensation after the war, forgive me for my life.

I cannot personally represent the Unusual Incidents Division of the FBI, and,

In fact, I can surrender directly to the Sky Arena and teleport those who leave here..."

"If you dare to teleport and leave directly, I will return to the real world and strike the United States on the real earth from out of sight."

Li Ang calmly said: "I have many methods of beyond the visual range attack, which are enough to destroy one or several city buildings before the real-world US military reacts.

Even, 1/3 of the population was extinct.

The saturated nuclear bombing by the US military, or the life-death attack of the established high-ranking transcendents, may be able to push me back, but they will never be able to catch up with or even kill me.

As long as I am not dead, I will have enough energy and time to erase the name of America little by little on the map.

In this case, the FBI’s only plan is to take the initiative to help me catch you.

Weigh the pros and cons, right? "

"..."

The expression on AIM's face disappeared, and he whispered: "Are you threatening me, threatening the entire United States of America?"

"Yes."

Li Ang said indifferently: "Just as many people on game forums have recognized, destruction is always easier than construction.

I found that as perhaps one of the most powerful players on this planet, you still lack awe of me.

Maybe I was too gentle and kind before.

So much so that you neglect that I can exterminate the biological species counted by ‘ten thousand’ at any time. "

He paused and looked down at the scene of the insect dwelling place that was occasionally exposed in the billowing volcanic smoke and dust.

"In the past, I really didn't want to destroy the human society I was familiar with."

Li Ang's eyes were calm and his tone was calm, "I feel annoyed when the killing game progresses level by level.

When the familiar peaceful life is gradually disturbed by abnormal events, I feel bored,

When my identity was revealed and I could no longer return to the daily trivialities, I felt...anger and hatred.

I don’t like the derailment of order. I hate to destroy some things that I think are beautiful. Even sometimes, I don’t think about destroying things that I can’t understand—

It's like you have been in your hometown for a long time, and even the black spot on the kitchen counter that can't be removed will produce some kind of nostalgia and nostalgia after watching it for a long time.

but.

The world has changed. "

Li Ang snapped his fingers, and the invisible power radiated, tearing a corner of the volcanic cloud, revealing the bustling and silent city street in the distance.

"The universe is vast and infinite.

Is there any difference between the worm civilization on this planet and the real world apart from being a brain-eating worm in nature?

They build high-rise buildings, research and develop technology, explore aliens, and explore the truth of the universe. In the future, they may be able to conquer the moon, build colonial strongholds on Mars, build space warships several kilometers long, and plant the flag of the worm civilization in every corner of the solar system.

Compose a magnificent civilization epic.

The only problem is that all this only happens in a trivial temporary background board constructed randomly by the killing game. "

Li Ang looked at the high-speed unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, "Infinite worlds, infinite futures,

In the vast world that is so vast that even the gods, the longevity species, and the immortal species cannot be ascertained,

Everything is meaningless.

In the face of absolute vast prospects,

Morality has become the rope for the weak to bind the strong—I can completely destroy the United States in seven days, and then rebuild a new United States on the ruins of North America, exactly as I remember.

Even the US population of 326,766,748, if I want to, I can produce it.

I can play with every citizen of the new United States like a puppet,

Let the billionaires play the saxophone in the subway station to earn one and two dollars every day,

Let the forty-year-old black aunt who has no experience in acting in any slum suddenly become a super giant sought after by all fashion magazines.

Let 326, 766, 748 Americans become extras in "Trumen's World" and perform every scene I want to see and want to see.

As long as I want.

You feel,

Do you, you, have any meaning to me now? "

"..."

Listening to Li Ang’s words, AIM’s face became paler. He was not afraid of what Li Ang said to destroy the United States.

Rather, he was afraid of what Li Ang showed, reconstructing the horror behind the United States.

In the internal assessments of the FBI and even many large organizations, the "natural disaster" class powerhouse is indeed one of the most unstable and difficult to control factors on the planet.

Each natural disaster is an independent individual, a mobile, human-shaped nuclear bomb with personal emotions. It requires all parties to do their best to deal with it, even flattering.

But in terms of threat, the runaway of the natural disaster-level powerhouse is not as good as the plane war brought by the Stargate World.

the reason is simple.

Violence, even extreme violence, is meaningless in itself.

No one cares about the explosion of a supernova tens of millions of light-years away, even if the gamma-ray burst emitted by that supernova is enough to destroy the entire star system to which it belongs.

Violence has its meaning only in civilization.

The natural disaster-level powerhouses are also self-thinking individuals. They need the support of human society and thousands of organizational employees.

Collect game currency, equipment, and props produced by killing games for them.

But what happens if someone breaks away from human civilization and even has the ability to rebuild civilization independently?

He will no longer need seven billion humans, no longer care about human civilization as a whole, surpassing gods-even gods, they need mortals to tell their stories and remember their existence.

AIM stared at Li Ang's calm eyes. At this moment, he finally believed that the possibility of destroying the United States that the other party said was real.

If I teleport away now, then... I will become the fuse for the destruction of the United States.

"What do you...want?"

AIM asked arduously, and didn't even try to say the lines that had been brewed in his mind before—for example, "How similar are the insect civilization and human civilization! Don't you have the slightest sympathy for them, can you kill them carelessly? ?"

If the human civilization in the real world has already caused Li Ang to gradually lose interest,

Then trying to use words to awaken the other's empathy will only be self-inflicted.

"When you use electronic information technology to control the insect civilization and stop launching nuclear missiles, when the countdown ends,

The possibility of their survival is ended by you. "

Li Ang put down his palm, and the plant and vine countdown clock he constructed in midair disappeared. "Congratulations, you have become a civilization killer.

Now, continue your blockade of the nuclear bomb launch system of the insect civilization,

Wait here. "

"wait?"

"Waiting for the volcanic ash to be scattered further by the wind."

Li Ang mentioned the sphere called [The Evil of This World] which is still erupting an unknown toxin.

On the sphere, the face that was distorted due to pain, but was particularly familiar in memory, looked at each other silently.

——

Due to the lens of the Sky Arena, by default, both players will be continuously locked.

Therefore, the audience in the stands only saw Li Ang and AIM floating silently on the volcanic clouds,

Didn't see the changes in the planet of Chongren under the effect of [the evil of this world].

The only certainty is that

Ten hours later, AIM vomited at the moment the teleportation left and returned to the sky arena.

He moved towards the iron bucket he took out of the void, vomiting frantically, as if trying his best to empty the contents of his stomach.

No one knows the final outcome of the Worm Man planet, even including AIM himself—after he finished vomiting, he, under the supervision of Li Ang, performed a partial format on the hard drive in his brain to clean up the Worm Man civilization. All memories,

Forget about the horrible scenes created by [the evil of this world].

"You have successfully completed the task of blocking the nuclear bomb launch system of the Insect Civilization, so we are both cleared."

Li Ang nodded toward AIM, who was lying on the edge of the ring like a dead dog, and turned and walked towards the auditorium.

Ten hours have passed since the start of the game. A large part of the audience in the stands has already left, but Wang Congshan and others are still there.

Seeing Li Ang approaching, Liu Wuzao's face was calm, Wang Congshan's expression was subtle, Chai Chai... Chai Chai was leaning on the back of the seat with his mouth open, snoring.

She wore a blindfold with red eye patterns and noise-reducing Bluetooth earplugs in her ears. She didn't even notice Li Ang walking up to her. She was still snoring casually.

"ended?"

Wang Congshan asked nervously: "No accident happened, right?"

"No, great."

Li Ang smiled, his eyes moved down, and he noticed Wang Congshan's slightly clenched fingers.

Liu Wuzao also noticed this, and said "I have something to do, let's go first, you guys talk", and then teleported away from the Sky Arena.

"Then what..."

After Liu Wuzao teleported away, Li Ang and Wang Congshan spoke at almost the same time, interrupting each other's words.

"what."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Li Ang pointed at himself and Wang Congshan, "Do you want to talk first or me first?"

Wang Congshan waved her hand, "You speak first."

"it is good."

Li Ang nodded, "Some of the things I said to AIM in the ring are true.

I realized early on that I am actually not a normal person with rich emotions, and as the nature of my life becomes more and more strange, my perspective on human beings is gradually shifting..."

"You used to look at humans from a bad perspective, right?"

Wang Congshan spit out sentence grooves subconsciously, and then reacted with hindsight, sticking out his tongue, motioning for Li Ang to continue.

She can understand Li Ang's changes. In fact, there are also many employees in the Special Affairs Bureau. After becoming extraordinary, the way of thinking gradually exceeds the scope of ordinary people.

Intermediate-level transcendents have faster thinking and reaction speeds than ordinary people. They are stronger, more agile, and smarter than ordinary people. To treat mortals, they even need to carefully put their strength away to prevent injury to each other between raising hands and feet. .

High-level transcendents can even see the mites that live in every pore of an ordinary person, smell the smell of the opponent’s nostrils, and see through the intestines and stomachs filled with dirt under the opponent’s skin.

There is already a big gap in the nature of life on both sides, and it is naturally impossible to think the same way.

"Ahem, although the longer I stay in the killing game, the more and more I feel that everything is small and many things are meaningless.

But certain things are still different in my mind. "

Li Ang said seriously: "Maybe one day, I will become a stranger to myself.

Maybe one day, I will die, and no one in the world will remember me again, there is no trace of my existence.

But as long as I live,

I still love the morning reading of the experimental middle school, and the pork floss rice ball that costs 5 yuan at the school gate-although the price has risen to 5 yuan before,

I love the dilapidated and old Wanhe community, and I love the daily life in the past—and you. "

"Eh?!"

Wang Congshan's face rose red from the bottom at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her arms subconsciously assumed the cross-shaped posture of Ultraman, "What kind of inverted sentence are you?

Is this a confession? So numb? ! "

"Hehe, it can be regarded as a kind of promise."

Li Ang smiled and waved his hand.

"Ahhhhhhh..."

Wang Congshan gestured her arms messily, and dropped the sentence "I, I will send home first, see you tomorrow", and then the message disappeared.