In a strange atmosphere of fear, uneasiness, consternation, and some expectation...
The day passed quickly.
The next morning, everything was arranged, and the five people from Sumu boarded an armed helicopter that looked even more advanced than before and set off towards the imperial capital.
At this time, everyone's emotions must be complicated.
Whether it's nervousness or fear, it's all because of the unknown...league.
If you put it in the real world, you can't think deeply about it.
Apocalypse is an online game, but it is not just an online game.
Apocalypse can directly affect the world. This league will determine what state the imperial capital will be in.
Will the entire imperial capital be turned into a battlefield...
"..."
…
Dong Hui, who came in person on the plane, suddenly asked: "What kind of city do you think our Chinese Emperor is?"
Lao He: "Prosperity."
Xiaoxiao: "Developed."
Wan'er: "The core of the empire?"
Viagra: "Smog?"
Su Mu: "There is no Dabao..."
"Okay." Dong Hui interrupted Su Mu: "You can shut up."
Su Mu: "..."
Viagra on the side raised his eyebrows: "Hey! It's true, but boss, you must have never been to an art college, right?"
"How do you explain this?" Su Mu turned into a curious face.
In this regard, Weiwei had the right to speak. He raised his eyebrows, grinned, and spat out a few words.
“Good quality.”
"Almighty."
"advanced."
"Then this time..." Su Mu also became interested.
The Academy of Art can be said to have gathered elites from various fields, such as those who are particularly big, particularly long, particularly white, and particularly with a cross-shaped c...
"I haven't seen you two for a long time."
Dong Hui interrupted and said, "You two don't look very good. Your eyes are dark and your eyes are dull."
"Brother, do you know how to read faces?" Su Mu said in surprise.
Dong Hui spread his hands and said, "Be a little more knowledgeable. Now that you two are getting along, I'm afraid you'll be in jail."
Viagra: "..."
Su Mu: "Haha, brother, your prosthetic limb is pretty good. It looks high-end. You can control your strength well when lifting the iron."
Dong Hui: “Have you forgotten that I’m left-handed?”
Su Mu: "..."
After some teasing, the atmosphere in the cabin became much more relaxed.
Everyone understood it tacitly, and did not blame Sumu and Weiwei for racing hard at the wrong time.
After all, if the atmosphere is too depressing, it will always lead to deviations in some people's ideas, making it impossible to make good judgments and choices.
…
Dong Hui smiled, touched his right prosthetic leg with his left hand, and said: "No matter what, you must have never seen the desolate imperial capital."
"The desolate imperial capital..."
The imperial capital is associated with desolation, which makes people unable to help but have negative emotions.
After all, the imperial capital, as the heart of the empire, is usually associated with words such as prosperity, development, civilization, huge crowds of people, busy traffic, and every inch of land is valuable.
Now it is described as desolate.
Just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable and very anxious.
Su Mu twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a half-smile: "Brother, if you can talk, talk more."
"The atmosphere that was finally relaxed has been suppressed by you again."
Wei Wei chuckled: "My brother can speak human language, but he just doesn't speak, hey ~ just for fun~"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
There was a burst of laughter in the cabin, including Dong Hui himself.
After a while, Su Mu asked: "By the way, the other three teams are also coming, right?"
"Yes." Dong Hui nodded, glanced at Xiaoxiao in the corner without any trace, and said: "Although you have already decided on the championship last time, things have changed this time. The above means that all four of you will participate together and abstain from voting.
Missing a game or something... probably won't happen."
"Then let's keep doing it~" Wei Wei spread his hands like Dong Hui and continued: "As long as I'm here, won't you be able to win the championship?"
"Yeah." Su Mu nodded.
They don't know yet about Xiaoxiao's brother Ye Zhengzhan joining Tianhui.
From Sumu's point of view, because of the relationship between Tianhui, those in the empire could no longer trust them 100%, but because of the strength they showed... conflicts arose.
After all, after this league, the next step is the world stage league. Facing the strongest teams from other empires, if you want to win the final global championship, you have to be careful about many things.
so……
It's not because the league's mechanism has changed that the previous default championship was canceled, but because the four teams want to compete again.
No one interferes, and there is a real battle.
The team that wins in the end will be recognized by them.
…
This approach actually made Su Mu feel a little chilled, but thinking about it...
The threat of Tianhui has emerged, and it is impossible for them not to take Xiaoxiao into consideration.
So in the end, you still have to use your fists to speak.
…
This world has always been about the strong and the weak. It used to be about money and power, but now it's about the apocalypse.
In the near future, it will be natural selection and survival of the fittest...
…
After a few hours, we arrived at the Imperial Capital successfully.
When you get off the plane, the first thing you see are fully armed personnel, followed by a vast camp and various combat armors.
The armed forces of the empire can usually only be seen online, and even if they are seen in reality, they are only the tip of the iceberg.
But now, with the whole city on alert, this momentum makes breathing difficult.
No wonder the past life was fully infiltrated, and even in the early days of advent, humans were able to use armed force to fight against it.
Although the final result is destruction, these weapons still illustrate the power of technological society.
Before the emergence of the Apocalypse, they were the foundation of various empires in the world.
…
"You've never seen such a big battle, have you?" Dong Hui said with a smile.
Everyone nodded.
In the five minutes since they got off the plane, Sumu and Weiwei had already said "f*ck" more than ten times in a row. Apart from this word, they could not find any other modal particles to express their surprise at this time.
As a soldier of the Arbitration Court, Dong Hui couldn't help but puff up his chest at this moment and said: "Our imperial armed forces are among the best in the world."
"Don't look at those people in America talking nonsense all the time. How dare they start a war? They're just kidding."
Dong Hui looked at Su Mu and suddenly changed the subject: "But in the future, we may have to rely on you people."
"Our empire has finally risen, and we must not become lonely in the age of apocalypse and make the same mistakes again."
"No." Su Mu shook his head: "We will eventually stand on the top of the world."
"Hey, your words make people's blood boil." Dong Hui patted Su Mu's shoulder and continued.
"Okay, the other three teams are also here, let's meet first."
"After all, all this is caused by your upcoming league match."
