Life Game In Other World
Chapter 311: We Have a Chance (Please Favorite, Subscribe, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 311: Chapter 311: We Have a Chance (Please Favorite, Subscribe, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

"When?"

Christos was startled at first, then asked.

"Before tomorrow noon, we must ensure that the Legion Commander can return to Dawn City before tomorrow noon."

A somewhat hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone, "Exit through the north gate. Leave immediately. Delay will breed changes. A moment later, there might be an exotic beast attacking the city."

"There’s trouble in South City."

Christos set down the bracelet and turned to look behind him.

A silver-haired man with a ponytail was sitting on the sofa.

"Theoretically, the likelihood of this happening is extremely low; they have nothing to gain," mused the silver-haired man, leaning back on the sofa, "unless there are some factors we’re unaware of mixed in."

"Do you believe him?"

The man with a big back and a cigar in his mouth walked out from the shadows among the sofas.

After a moment of thought, Christos nodded gently,

"Then I’ll make the trip personally. Right now, it seems I am the only one who can complete this mission."

"It will be tough."

Christos said softly, "Conceal your identity when you leave."

"Okay."

The big-backed man nodded, took a trench coat from the coat rack beside him, draped it over himself, and left the room.

"Should we contact the City Defense Army of the east and west cities?"

The silver-haired man on the sofa asked slowly.

"No need," Christos pondered for a moment, "The City Defense Army is not safe."

The silver-haired man nodded lightly.

Christos picked up the bracelet again and whispered, "Viktor has gone."

——

Having hung up the phone, He Ao looked out at the dark sky outside, where brilliant lightning flashed across the horizon for a moment, disappearing into the magnificent lights.

After Viktor’s departure, He Ao had spoken some more with Christos, making some arrangements.

He turned around and walked toward Penny, whose emotions had now stabilized.

Penny was squatting on the ground, staring at the sky outside. Her tear streaks had dried, and her eyes looked somewhat vacant.

Seeing He Ao approach, she slowly got to her feet, "Leader, I’m sorry... I..."

"It’s okay," He Ao shook his head and said softly, "I have a task for you."

"Okay."

Penny immediately straightened up, focussing on He Ao,

"That’s the way a hunter should be," He Ao nodded approvingly,

"Leave the city now, head to the camp, have Wade summon the camp’s elites into the city, take the Bitter Monkey’s heart with you, the faster the better."

"Okay!"

Penny nodded firmly, ready to leave at once.

"Wait," He Ao called out to her, took a bag of food from the nearby food storage, handed it to her, and continued,

"On your way back, enter through the true south gate. First, wait for the person I’ve arranged at the true south gate. If the true south gate is already chaotic when you return, prioritize your safety, then make your way into the city. Keep your bracelet with you, someone will contact you when the time comes."

"Yes!"

Penny nodded.

Once sure she had taken in his words, He Ao continued, "The Bitter Monkey’s heart should be close to forming a Transcendent item by now. If the item’s power affects flesh, try to find this person on the battlefield,"

He Ao raised his hand, and the projection of a valiant and beautiful blonde woman appeared in his palm, "Explain the heart’s abilities and costs to her. She can use it without charge, but remember to bring it back afterward. Alright, remember these instructions and be safe on your way."

"Yes!"

Penny nodded.

She glanced at the projection of the blonde woman, looked up at He Ao, blinked, and turned to run off.

He Ao watched her figure disappear into the distance, sighed softly, and put down the bracelet.

The blonde woman was naturally Selena. If any problems arose at that time, she would most likely be on the front lines. If a C-level Transcendent item was present, her role would be much greater.

The Wilderness Wanderers, of the highest E-level, were not capable of controlling such a powerful Transcendent item.

And Selena was trustworthy; she would not abscond with the Transcendent item.

He Ao raised his head, looking over the densely packed assembly of Wilderness Wanderers.

The situation might be much worse than he initially thought.

The key to everything was when the A-level leader of the City Defense Army would return.

If the Leader returned ahead of time, then the incident would certainly be nipped in the bud, but this possibility was slim.

What he faced next were two kinds of situations: bad, and worse.

This was a chaos of blood and fire, but it was also an opportunity for the Wilderness Wanderers.

Whether they could change this city, change the rules of the Federation that had stood for hundreds of years, change the world, it all hinged on this decisive struggle.

He Ao climbed atop a collapsed metal framework at the forefront of the open area, asking Linda to hand him a microphone.

This place used to be the stronghold of a gang, naturally equipped with a sound system capable of reaching everyone.

He Ao tapped the microphone, the sound equipment and microphone were of poor quality, and a shrill screech echoed through the area in an instant.

It also attracted everyone’s attention.

Those who had been dining, conversing, or napping, now focused their gaze on He Ao standing at the very top of the metal frame.

"We have an opportunity,"

a calm voice reverberated throughout the area,

"an opportunity to change our destiny, the destiny of our descendants, an opportunity that might change the fate of all Wilderness Wanderers.

The wilderness does not welcome us, it is filled with dangerous madness.

Cities do not welcome us either, they are filled with silent rejection.

Our children need to learn how to survive in the dangerous jungle while they study, learn how to live through an exotic beast attack.

While we eat, we have to hold bread in one hand and a gun in another, not because we love these weapons, but because we don’t know when the exotic beasts will burst into our tents.

We could die at any moment, because of a mistaken mushroom, a slip in the jungle, or an exotic beast’s attack while we sleep soundly at home.

Because of an unforeseen migration, we have to leave the land we have lived on for dozens or hundreds of years and wander in death on the journey of migration.

The wilderness does not welcome us.

We entered the city.

There are factories that treat us like slaves.

There are cold rules filled with rejection.

There are smiling refusals.

There is the Federal Bureau of Investigation that protects citizens but not us.

The city does not welcome us.

We can only hide in corners, living miserably and wretchedly, but should we live like this?

What did we do wrong?

We did nothing wrong."

He Ao calmly looked at everyone,

"Now there is an opportunity, an opportunity to change us, to change the destiny of our children.

An opportunity for our children to live in the city, just like the city’s children.

An opportunity for our loved ones to have the chance to live like human beings.

But no Divine Being will bestow us with such an opportunity, if we want the opportunity, if we want the future, we have to earn it with our own lives,"

He Ao suddenly drew the curved blade from his waist, the sonorous sound of the blade echoed in everyone’s ears,

a thunderclap burst behind him, grand lightning streaked like a sword cutting through the night, illuminating the entire world.

He Ao calmly stared at everyone looking at him, his tone was flat, without any sensational words, but with an almost cold voice he said,

"I need people to join me in seizing this opportunity. We may face mad exotic beasts, weapons of mankind, or even more terrifying things. The vast majority of us may die there, perhaps even our bones will not remain,"

He paused, narrating calmly, "But this is our only chance. Those willing to come with me, please stand up."

One figure slowly stood up.

It was Linda.

Then the young man Dak, who worked with a shovel in the factory.

One by one, more figures stood up.

They all belonged to Ronald’s camp.

When everyone in Ronald’s camp had stood up.

The entire area fell into a strange silence.

No one discussed, no one spoke.

The rain poured outside the window, and the downpour splattered against the old French windows, leaving mottled marks.

Under the chaotic rain, an elderly man with graying hair slowly propped himself up and stood.

His walking stick was a crooked wooden stick, his figure hunched and aged, the faint lighting cast over his tottering figure as if he might fall at any moment.

Yet he stood there, like a lonely boat standing in a storm.

Then a thin man stood up.

His legs shook constantly, but his torso remained upright.

No one discussed, no one spoke.

The rain continued to patter outside.

A middle-aged man hugged his wife beside him and then, under her gaze, slowly stood up.

One after another.

The clamorous rain struck the windows, and in the silent space, only the continuous sound of rubbing clothes could be heard.

He Ao’s wristband vibrated, and a new message popped up.

This message contained only one brief phrase from Christos,

[Exotic Beast Attack on the City]