Why was the zombie attack delayed by eight hours?

With his doubts answered, Chen Yang was momentarily speechless.

"If he hadn't stopped the seventh-level zombie, there would have been no survivors in the garden... The zombie came with the force to destroy the garden area."

"Zhao Changming...why did he do this?"

Soren looked up, a hint of emotion in his eyes: "I asked him the same question."

He said, "If there is no torch, I am the only light."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Soren continued, "You have a record of meeting with Zhao Changming in private several times. I think he trusts you as a person."

Chen Yang did not deny it.

Soren's voice lowered slightly: "Then, are you willing to continue his will?"

Chen Yang was slightly taken aback and asked, "What do you mean?"

“I am an Ascended from twenty-seven years ago,” Soren said calmly. “Don’t think too highly of the Ascended status. Due to the overpopulation, from the 900th batch onwards, most Ascended were no different from slaves.”

"Especially in this time of war, Ascended people are simply sent to the front lines and consumed like livestock."

"You probably wouldn't want to see the compatriots Zhao Changming risked his life to save end up as slaves for life, would you?"

"On a smaller scale, you wouldn't want to spend your whole life being subjugated by the indigenous people, unable to rise up, would you..."

"So?" Chen Yang narrowed his eyes.

A cold glint flashed in Sauron's eyes: "How about we join forces to overthrow the human rulers of this world?"

"Humanity that will overthrow this world?" Chen Yang was shocked upon hearing this.

No matter how hard he racked his brains, he could never have imagined that this seemingly refined man would say such a thing.

"What if there's a zombie invasion?"

"War is the best opportunity." Sauron spread his hands dismissively: "This is not my world, what does protecting it have to do with me?"

"Want to collaborate with me? My plants are no match for those machine gunners."

"What I see is your potential."

"...You must be of a high position, why would you do this?"

Soren did not answer Chen Yang. "My status is very high, so I have no reason to lie to a penniless ascendant like you... I just want your answer, either yes or no."

Soren stared directly at Chen Yang, his eyes sharp as a knife.

silence.

Players were indiscriminately killed by machine gunners, and ten thousand players were sent onto a black train bound for the front lines... These scenes remain vivid in my mind.

It would be a lie to say that Chen Yang felt no resentment.

But he could only watch as these scenes unfolded.

On the one hand, it was for their own survival, and on the other hand, it was because they lacked the strength.

After all, the poor can only focus on their own well-being, while the successful can help others.

However, at this moment, the hidden resentment in Chen Yang's heart was stirred up by Soren's words.

"I...agree."

Soren seemed to have anticipated this outcome and did not appear too surprised.

He then changed the subject and continued, "You don't need to worry about your fate."

"The 37th Military Region has taken notice of you. You will be selected instead of going to the front lines to die."

"Strive to become stronger. I will come back to find you after you have an eighth-tier plant."

After saying that, he clapped his hands lightly, and the door opened again.

The woman walked into the room, looked at Chen Yang, and said, "Come with me."

Chen Yang turned and left, his heart filled with complex emotions.

As I stepped out the door, Soren's voice came from behind me: "Think carefully about whether you want to become the next torch."

......

......

After the journey, Chen Yang calmed down.

The cargo compartment at the back of the truck slowly opened with a faint mechanical sound.

The cyborg woman calmly explained, "Don't be surprised. Although we experienced a thousand years of war and our technology was almost completely destroyed, our world has still rebuilt modern civilization."

Chen Yang looked around. The carriage had a simple yet highly technological design, with fixed seats on both sides.

He got into the car, only to find that three other people were already there, all looking at him.

"Chen Yang!"

A familiar voice came from the right. Chen Yang turned his head and saw his former opponent in the Ascension Tournament, Chi Zi Gao.

The other two also looked eager, clearly recognizing Chen Yang.

Chen Yang greeted everyone and then found an empty seat to sit down.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was somewhat silent; everyone appeared cautious yet curious.

About two hours later, seven more players were brought up.

Among the top six, each of them is well-known in the player community and is considered one of the best among the ascendants.

The last player to come up was Huangfu Qinghe.

The carriage doors closed at that moment, cutting off the outside light, leaving only the cold white light inside the carriage shining on everyone's faces.

The car body vibrated slightly, and the sound of the vehicle starting was exceptionally clear.

Just then, the screen inside the carriage lit up, and a man with a full beard appeared on the screen:

"Welcome everyone to this gathering."

His gaze swept across the ten people in the car on the screen, as if he could see the expressions on each of their faces.

"Everyone here is among the best of the ascended players."

The bearded man cut to the chase without beating around the bush: "I know you're wondering why you didn't get on the train, unlike the other players."

He paused slightly, then continued: "Now, I will explain your situation."

"You will soon be sent to the Nanshan Military Region."

"Nanshan Military Region is one of the seven major military regions of mankind, located in the southern part of human territory."

"The Tower of Ascension is located in the southern coastal area, so this batch of ascendants will all go to the Nanshan Military Region."

The stubble-faced man's tone turned serious:

"Currently, the Nanshan Military Region is facing a shortage of combat power, and the zombies have already breached many of the outer defense lines. You players will be joining the rapid deployment force as elite combat troops."

Upon hearing this, some people in the carriage whispered among themselves, but quickly fell silent, their eyes all focused on the screen.

The man's gaze turned cold and sharp: "Let me be frank, the other players will be sent to the front-line defense forces, where the mortality rate is extremely high. You, however, are different."

"You will be assigned to the rapid deployment force. This force has fewer restrictions, is more flexible in its operations, and has a high intensity of combat, and also offers the most opportunities to distinguish yourself."

“Meritorious service means that you have the opportunity to obtain citizenship and become a true human citizen.”

At this point, the man smiled slightly: "I hope you can make good use of this opportunity and earn your place in this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the screen went out, and the carriage fell silent once again.

The cold white light shone down, highlighting the complex expressions on everyone's faces.

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