Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 444 [Tree Heart] 13

Before leaving, Deng Rencheng glanced at the huge banyan tree. No one knew what he was thinking in his slender three-white eyes. His bad face always had a stereotyped smirk, and he only took off the mask at certain moments.

This banyan tree is a bit strange.

During the battle to defend the city, Deng Rencheng saw many talented people around Master Liu and Marshal Ge. It was them who reduced the casualties in the war and even carried out several surprise attacks against the enemy. This had a great impact on Deng Rencheng's worldview. At this moment, he thought in his mind, could this banyan tree also be a monster?

People come and go, but this doesn’t matter to the banyan tree. There is no difference between people and those small animals on the roadside. It’s just that people sometimes cause more damage to the banyan tree than those small animals.

Hate, who is hating?

At least for now, for the banyan tree, all this is just passing by it.

For Feng Lan, as a human being, she could feel all of this, the love, hate, confusion, despair, conspiracy and intrigue, which were ultimately wiped out in the war.

Feng Lan thought about the main task.

Rescued 100,000 people.

If the purpose of this rescue copy is to save people, then why not give her a body that is easier to move? If the purpose is to save people, then as long as it can move, for a high-level player like Feng Lan, simply intervening in a few wars can complete this task.

A banyan tree is by no means the best choice when it comes to saving people.

Unless, the person to be redeemed is not the human being mentioned in the main quest, but someone else.

Feng Lan thought about what he saw before entering the dungeon. Perhaps the survival game had hinted at it many times.

The target that really needs rescue is right in front of us.

Feng Lan calmed her mind. If it was really as she thought, then she shouldn't think too much about it at this moment.

After this group of people left, the banyan tree became quiet again, except for occasional noises coming from Huicheng.

Feng Lan soon found out.

Although Huicheng was gone, the invaders did not leave and established a base with Huicheng as the center. As a result, the small villages around Huicheng could not be safe.

Some people cleverly fled with their families when the war started in Huicheng, while others were hoping for luck, thinking that it might be like a change of dynasties, which might be a little sad at first, but would get better later.

"Listen up, everyone! The Imperial Army is conscripting every person in this village. Huicheng is a strategic location for the Imperial Army, and this is your chance to contribute to the prosperity of Greater East Asia! Anyone who resists is opposing the Imperial Army and will be taken out and shot!"

Feng Lan heard the sound of the loudspeaker, and the village probably couldn't be far away from her.

The shadows of the trees swayed, Feng Lan looked intently and saw the villagers who were surrounded.

The villagers were whispering, and soon someone stood up with a smile on his face. No one knew what he said. The lackey in the front waved his hand, and soon, no one knew what happened, someone rushed forward with anger on his face and pushed, as if trying to fight for his rights.

"Bam—"

A gunshot rang out, and the person pushing in the front fell to the ground, with bright red blood flowing from his body. The emotional villagers quieted down and looked at the ferocious-looking imperial army with fear.

Soon, the group of villagers were roughly pushed into the car, and the car drove shakily towards the next village.

"Crash..."

There was a figure running in panic in the woods, and he didn't stop even though he was scratched by the branches of the bushes.

"Hurry! Hurry!"

Some villages that received the news fled. At one point, bonfires were lit above some villages, and thick smoke billowed upwards. The villagers fled to the mountains very experiencedly and would not come out again until several months or perhaps years later.

But not everyone is so lucky.