Void Jigsaw Puzzle

"What 'unification' plan! It's clearly a 'weird' plan!" Zhong Chenmu thought fiercely after hearing the message transmitted to him by Hydrogen Thought.

He had no intention of concealing his anger and unhappiness, and he believed that Hydrogen Nian could sense his anger.

However, no information was returned.

It seems that this is just a notification, not a discussion.

The more Zhong Chenmu thought about it, the angrier he became. His teeth were chattering, his fists were clenched, and his whole body was shaking.

An unprecedented feeling of humiliation filled my body.

He once thought about what they could exchange with the Hydrogen Clan. Given the huge disparity in capabilities between the two sides, there was no basis for negotiation at all, and the balance between the two sides was unbalanced from the beginning.

But later, after they came up with their "cooperation plan" which they thought was full of sincerity, he had a glimmer of hope again. During his communication with Hydrogen Thought, the other party even accepted this good intention, which made him believe even more that the civilization of Wuming City could reach a certain degree of cooperation with the Hydrogen Clan.

Now, Hydron had personally shattered the rather vain fantasy he had woven for him the previous time. Physical labor, mental labor, storytelling—they meant nothing to the Hydron Clan; they needed nothing.

For them, the only value that Wuming City civilization can provide is emotional value.

"Let's fight each other in Wuming City... The winning team can enter Taibai Star."

After repeating this sentence over and over again, Zhong Chenmu's pupils contracted violently.

The system number in my mind directly broke through nine digits!

Moreover, a digit is added directly to the highest digit of the previous "11111000", becoming "111111000".

He felt a chill run through his body, which showed that this challenge was more difficult than ever before.

After recovering a little, he immediately passed the complete information to Pierce and Mr. Liang.

So far, apart from the Silicon Clan and his own system, he has no secrets to hide from these two people.

Now, the Hydrogen Clan clearly wants them to kill each other. The more it is at this time, the more they cannot split up, otherwise wouldn't it be playing into the hands of the Hydrogen Clan?

Sure enough, half a minute later, he received a message from Mr. Liang.

"Come to me at once, at once, without losing a moment..."

Zhong Chenmu hurriedly said hello to the members of the advance team and ran to the elevator. He passed by Pierce's office, but found the door closed.

"Never mind, I'll go first!"

Looking at Zhong Chenmu's back, Fan Ting was a little confused: "What's wrong with him today? He has been absent-minded since a while ago, and now he is running away..."

Guo Ling's eyes were filled with worry. "I've known him the longest, and I've never seen him so nervous and flustered. It looks like something big is about to happen. Let's just wait here for him to come back. There's nothing else we can do."

Old Man Liu shook his head. "Who says there's nothing we can do? We can continue to help the child find his parents, right?"

After saying that, he looked at Zhu Tong with a smile.

Zhu Tong blinked his eyes. "Grandpa Liu, thank you... But don't go to Xiandele. I heard from Uncle Guo and Aunt Fan that you've offended their boss."

"..."

During the day, Leyou Pavilion was as deserted as ever. Zhong Chenmu easily reached the end of the inconspicuous alley.

The door of Leyou Mansion seemed to have some sense and opened slowly and automatically.

This was the first time that Zhong Chenmu entered Leyou Mansion through the main gate.

The first time he came was on a rainy day, and he was picked up by a car through the side door. The second time he came by himself to return his tattered suit, but he just knocked on the door and talked to the person inside, then put the clothes and an apology note at the door without going in.

However, he was in no mood to visit the front yard area of ​​this luxurious manor, and walked straight through the main hall from the side and into the woods in the backyard.

Under the shade of the big banyan tree, he followed the instructions in Mr. Liang's message and pushed the door open and walked into the largest stone house.

There was already an old man and a young man sitting inside.

Pierce and Liang Ye.

"The young people are the last to arrive." Pierce greeted with a smile.

Judging from his expression, Zhong Chenmu did not show any nervousness, as if nothing had happened and this was just an ordinary afternoon tea party.

"I wanted to wait for you to come over, but when I passed by your office just now, I saw that you had left, so I hurried over directly." Zhong Chenmu explained.

"It's okay, it's okay, sit down, sit down, the tea has been brewed next to your seat, have a sip first." Mr. Liang greeted.

After Zhong Chenmu sat down, he looked at the two people in front of him who were older than him with an inquiring look.

"The situation is urgent, why are you still so calm?"

Just as I was wondering, I saw Mr. Liang suddenly sighed heavily.

This was the longest and heaviest sigh Zhong Chenmu had ever seen in all his years of life, as if he was going to vomit out all his internal organs.

"Now they want us to kill each other. What do you think we should do?" Mr. Liang's tone was full of despair.

This did not surprise Zhong Chenmu, because based on his limited life experience and reading, rich people are often the most afraid of death.

Pierce remained calm, or at least seemed to be. "Let's work it out together. From the plan they've given us, it seems like 'internecine warfare' doesn't necessarily mean we have to fight each other to the death."

Liang Ye smiled bitterly. "What did they say? Three days. After three days, each of our twelve teams will have halos of corresponding colors appear above their heads, and then they'll officially enter the game. No transfers are allowed during the game. You either win, surrender, or die. Of course, their definition of 'death' isn't what we mean by 'death,' but 'loss of resistance.' At this point, the halos above a team member's head will turn gray, effectively exiting the game. However, they didn't specify what constitutes 'loss of resistance.'"

As if thinking that Mr. Liang wasn't frightened enough, Pierce added, "Beating him to death would definitely count, and turning him into a vegetable probably would count too..."

"Stop talking!" Mr. Liang stopped him.

Zhong Chenmu didn't say anything the whole time, but just watched the conversation between the two silently.

In his opinion, Liang Ye's behavior was very normal, but in comparison, Pierce was a little strange.

"He clearly relies on Mr. Liang's financial support, so why does he seem so dismissive of him now? Did they reach some secret agreement? Or is there a rift in their relationship?"