My Doomsday Simulator Game.

Chapter 299 297. Attracting Attention
Three days later, Cangnan City.

The streets were deserted. The scavengers that usually dotted the city had disappeared. The only sound left was the constant roar of drones, which could be seen in arrays above the tall buildings, monitoring the entire city. Fixed cameras were placed in every corner of the city, transmitting live footage back to the major shelters.

In fact, the league did not plan to broadcast the match live at first, because the outcome of the match was too uncertain and no one could guarantee that there would be no problems.

It would be fine if their own knights won. The two of them came from the Knights Templar together, and the modern knights defeated the powerful knights of the past. The alliance could make a big fuss about it, inspire people, and boost the confidence of the damaged post-apocalyptic human beings.

If they lose, it is hard to imagine what kind of public opinion will be stirred up. Doomsday believers may take the opportunity to cause chaos, and the decision makers who decided to hold this live broadcast will become sinners. No one dares to take this risk.

Two days ago, when the alliance was still hesitating about its decision, the Fire Bearer Wang Chengzhi suddenly sent a definite signal to the alliance.

He just said don't worry.

It is precisely because of this sentence that the league decided to take the risk and start a live broadcast limited to the Southern Zone again.

……

Inside an inconspicuous high-rise residential building, an undead with strange magical light in his eyes was gazing at the city in the distance, where the duel was about to take place.

"Have you seen any Doomsday believers?" asked the technician wearing glasses next to the Undead with the Evil Eye.

"Yes, they are wandering around in the surrounding buildings, but the distance is too far. Even with my magic eyes, it is difficult to see their faces hidden under the hoods."

The bespectacled man sitting cross-legged on the dirty ground was operating the computer. He joked without even looking up, "Do you think such powerful warriors, if they came here to attack, would they collapse the entire building?"

The Undead with the Magic Eye shrugged. "There's nothing we can do. Machines can't detect magic fluctuations. In order to collect accurate combat data, we can only take a risk."

"It's a good opportunity to use this battle to understand the true strength of the Doomsday believers and Senior Scott."

"Captain, make sure to replenish your energy. The soul potion is ready."

The team member guarding the room stepped forward and opened the suitcase, revealing the energy bars and soul potions inside.

Captain Demon Eye took the energy bar and took a big bite. He chewed and spoke, "I really want to witness a wonderful battle, but in such a scene, the magic power is terribly disordered. If I want to collect accurate magic data, I'm afraid it will consume a lot of soul power."

The man with glasses raised his head and said, "I have never seen you faint due to exhaustion of soul power, Captain. Is there really a battle that can exceed the observation limit of the magic eye?"

“It’s hard to say. I heard that in the history of the disaster, the Uncrowned Knight Leons was a powerful Undead Level 5. I can’t imagine how powerful the Undead Level 5 is. I just hope the situation is not as bad as I think.”

The team member asked curiously: "What about the strength of the knight senior of the alliance?"

Captain Demon Eye recalled the top-secret information he had seen in the archives, the scene of Templar Scott destroying the castle of Doomsday Believers, and said hesitantly: "He should be much stronger than the fourth level of the Undead. As for whether he has reached the fifth level of the Undead, I don't know."

"Since you dare to challenge the Uncrowned Knight, you must be confident."

The man with the glasses sighed, "The difference between people is really bigger than that between dogs. While I am still struggling at the first level of the Undead, there are people who have reached the fourth or even fifth level of the Undead."

"By the way, how many years did that knight live? I feel like he could be the grandfather of the original knight."

Captain Demon Eye stared at the scenery outside the window and said without turning his head, "It seems that there is a rumor that the master of the Knight Temple, Yang Minyi, once admitted that the senior knight is younger than him."

"That's impossible." The man with glasses shook his head and denied it directly, "It should just be a joke from a big shot."

"Maybe." The Demon Eye Captain did not argue with him. In fact, he did not really believe the news. It would be better to believe the "Four Hundred Years Old Knight Theory" written by some undead in the forum.

They chatted for a while, time passed slowly on boring topics. Captain Magic Eye had just finished replenishing an energy bar, and then he saw a fiery red meteor in the sky falling towards the city.

It brings a force of disorder and chaos, and is quite eye-catching when observed by the magic eye.

"Here they come." Captain Demon Eye reminded, and the team members in the room quickly perked up and looked outside.

In the Cangnan City Shelter Square, the originally dark big screen in the square suddenly lit up, and the camera moved with the appearance of the fireball.

"The showdown is about to begin."

"I'm coming."

The residents of the shelter, who had received the news in advance, crowded together, eagerly waiting under the screen, staring at the live broadcast intently.

The fireball fell into the rooftop of a tall building, its speed slowly decreasing. The flames disappeared, and a sturdy knight walked out. His iron boots stepped on the rooftop, leaving behind black, burnt footprints.

The Uncrowned Knight looked at the drone floating in the sky with his empty eyes through the holes in his helmet. Even through the screen, the majesty of the strong man was frightening.

He crossed his arms and said sarcastically, "Knight of the present world, are you afraid? You only dare to hide in the corner and spy."

"Lionse, you are impatient."

Su Hong's faint voice sounded, and his figure floated over like a wisp of smoke and condensed into shape.

"A clone?" The Uncrowned Knight showed a disappointed expression. "They don't even dare to show their true form. What a boring battle."

Su Hong smiled and said, "Leons, this is indeed a boring battle, but I will end you."

There was already a lot of tension between the two as soon as they met. The glimmer in their eyes burned like flames, and it seemed that they could spark violent sparks at any time.

"The battle is about to begin." The man with glasses in the room of the residential building looked at the live broadcast window of the computer with a confused look, "But it seems that the senior is just a clone."

"When facing such a strong man, shouldn't we go all out?"

Captain Demon Eye shook his head. The battle hadn't started yet. The two men's auras were restrained and the magical environment around their bodies was peaceful. He couldn't analyze the situation clearly. He could only hope that the next battle would not develop in a bad direction.

Inside the alliance meeting room, people in the seats started to make a commotion because of a word from the Uncrowned Knight.

Yang Minyi, who was sitting in the meeting, held his forehead with his hand, looking helpless. What was the senior thinking about sending a clone to participate in such a duel?

Maybe he has his own considerations.

Sitting in the chief position, He Xuemei was in deep thought. Her face had become much thinner. She had rarely appeared in public recently. The catastrophic illness was like a devil corroding her body. Even thinking had become a little difficult. After a while, she felt fatigue surging into her heart.

Facing the uninformed restless people, He Xuemei said calmly: "Everyone, the Firebringer Sun Ye is close to the throne. Compared with us, the Firebringer knows this Knight Temple hidden in the dark better. There is no need to worry too much."

As soon as these words were spoken, the restlessness in the meeting gradually died down and the room became quiet.

(End of this chapter)