Above the wilderness, the sun is blazing and the vegetation is lush.
It will take some time for the big cat to walk through it and use it as bait to fight.
This is McCann's favorite time to party.
Many people sit in groups of twos and threes, holding wine glasses or platters, eating, drinking, and whispering to each other.
"I heard that the prize in this competition is the blessing of light given by the Sisters of Light, which can repair the injuries of alien species." A middle-aged white man with a neat mustache on his face was touching his side and said mysteriously. p>
"Who organized it and managed to recruit so many aliens to participate? Is Eagle Castle finally going to attack those of us who are comfortable? They finally couldn't help it anymore." Another white woman said displeasedly.
Speaking.
"Anyway, we joined voluntarily, and they can't force us. The alien species is our own. Anyone who wants to take it away will have to wait for the strongest explosion." A young black man said disdainfully.
"Well, it was easy to say in the past that I would run to other places at worst, but now in this environment, the only truly stable environment is Dongzhou and McCann. Xizhou has no time to take care of itself, and there is chaos everywhere. This is the era of world war.
Ah, there are only a few paradises." The white man with mustache sighed.
Everyone fell silent. If it weren't for the threat of this environment, they would not come to participate or watch because of a hastily held fighting competition.
The competition may be held, but it will definitely not attract so many mutants.
In the final analysis, aliens still feel the malice of the times. If they have no backers, no trump cards, and no luck, their fate will not be much worse than that of ordinary people. The only thing that is stronger is probably that they can suffer more pain after encountering disasters and abnormal events.
Live for a while.
"Forget it, let's have a good meal. If the sky falls, there will naturally be tall people who can hold it up." Someone said.
"Then you have to be able to stand near tall people, otherwise, you will still be knocked down by the falling ceiling." Someone retorted.
"So am I here?" The first person said towards the center of the venue, the high platform for the fighting competition.
"Yes, the prize is secondary, getting close to the tall man is the most important." Others nodded.
Da Mao listened to the discussions of these people and couldn't help but sigh, who said that foreigners are just a few people who don't care about humanity? Most people still pay attention to various relationships and connections? The same as Dongzhou.
"It's just that really tall people won't appear on this stage, right? That would be too disgraceful for them." Someone asked doubtfully.
"Huh? It depends on the prizes in the competition? Can you impress them?"
As the party progressed, it was finally time for the competition.
First, two hosts appeared on the high platform? One man and one woman. At the same time, music also sounded? Was it a march? It made people's hearts suddenly excited.
Wen Rensheng could tell that it was the famous "Grenadier March", an essential accompaniment to the queue flow. This song has been accompanied by countless killings? Countless courage? Countless conquests in history.
The combination of muskets, line troops, and this march shocked a generation. Although more powerful and effective killing weapons continued to appear later, it was difficult for people to have a visually shocking effect anymore.
The big cat is walking around while observing everyone. With his current strength, powerful five-sense skills, and the experience of serving as a judge twice, he does not need to come into contact with most of the attributes of common alien species in person. He only relies on his eyes and ears.
Just by looking at your nose, you can identify it 70-80% of the time.
This is obviously very useful when screening for killing seeds.
At least the big cats don’t need to touch each other.
When everyone focused on the high platform, the big cat focused on them.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the alien fighting conference we are going to hold is about to begin. Now we will ask the Sister of Light, Milia von Russell Cavendish... to explain to us the significance of this conference.
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At this time, a familiar female voice sounded, drawing Wen Rensheng's attention back.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the battle for the gods in the future belongs only to us extraordinary beings!"
At some point, Milia, dressed in a white nun's uniform and with a face that was a mixture of Eastern and Western, stood in the center of the high platform and became the focus of everyone's attention.
Wen Rensheng really didn't expect that this Asian woman would have so many famous surnames... After all, when he was looking for information, he only needed to know the other person's self-identified abbreviation, not the detailed name.
Of course, now is not the time to care about this. He was quickly attracted by the other party's speech, because it was a passage he was familiar with.
"In this dangerous era, only by fighting and by stimulating the blood of everyone in our bodies can we survive to the end and win the most difficult victory!"
"We shoulder the hope of the entire human race and the responsibility of saving the world. We need to fight and keep fighting!"
"We have only one goal, a unique and unchangeable goal!"
"We are determined to eliminate all disasters and eliminate all traces they leave on our land. Nothing can make us change this determination. Nothing!"
"We will never negotiate, we will never negotiate with the Scourge Lords or any of their henchmen. We will fight them everywhere in sight until their shadow has been purged from the Earth and its people have been freed from the yoke of the Scourge.
Liberate!"
"Now, not one place is facing danger, but everyone is facing danger. We need to unite everyone, we need to support everyone, at this moment, we need to abandon all prejudices..."
Wen Rensheng looked at Milia through the big cat's perspective. The other person's body was shining with light, and her strength was increasing in a way that was visible to the naked eye.
Obviously, what she did at this time was completely in line with the requirements of the Seed of Light, and she was really capable of cheating.
If you were an ordinary Dongzhou person, you would definitely be moved by the other party's completely correct and fair words.
But Wen Rensheng was different. He understood very well how the same guy in his previous life treated his former collaborators after winning. His fall out was a quick one, and it fully demonstrated what it means to be mature.
Of course Milia is not like this, but the people who follow her will definitely do that.
So at this time, he was only superficially moved, and nothing really happened.
Alas, this is the price of perfection. Any emotion can only be temporary. He will quickly peel off the glamorous coat and see the essence.
Obviously, other mutants do not have Wen Rensheng's wisdom. Most of them are inspired by this atmosphere, and their faces are flushed and their moods are uplifted.
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
Waves of unabashed murderous intent permeated the air.
