Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 710 Rebellion against Tiangang
"Chu Xuan." The clone Zheng Zha spoke in a hoarse voice, his gaze still fixed on the figure in the projection.

"Can you deduce the light of his soul?"

Chu Xuan shook his head.

“I can, but there’s no need; he’ll show us.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Zha waved his hand and said, "By the way, the professor said that in order to prevent you from having wild thoughts..."

"We need to make our enhancements and strength public."

"To prevent you from making incorrect estimates and resulting in strategic miscalculations."

The original's words reignited the fire surrounding the clones.

Faced with the arrogant provocation of the original, the clone was absolutely furious, truly furious.

A rumbling sound surged through his body.

But in the end, he held back.

The demon team's reincarnators looked at him with great surprise, and an ugly smile appeared on his face.

"Then I'll listen attentively," the clone Zheng Zha said through gritted teeth.

He didn't arrogantly turn away, nor did he angrily smash the telephone.

A golden light exploded, and the projected dragon scales burst open from under the skin. The golden divine power was pushed to its limit, and the golden light surged along the meridians, causing the whole person to expand with a roar.

In an instant, Zheng Zha transformed into a giant dragon-man with golden wings on his back. Every scale reflected the blazing flames, as if it were pieced together from fragments of the sun.

When it opened its eyes, its pupils surged with a powerful pressure like a vast ocean, and as it flapped its wings, magma seemed to flow.

He held a menacing longsword, over twenty meters long, resembling the spine of a supernatural creature, in his hand. The blade was covered with golden lightning patterns, as if three dragon shadows were hovering over the edge.

boom--

An invisible force surged forth like a tsunami.

Magma forms its armor, a dragon's body its form, flames its wings its wings, and its spine its blade, making it seem as if a true ancient ferocious beast is right in front of you.

Even though it was just a projection, it made the members of the Demon Team feel a tightness in their chests, and they had to clench their fists to breathe.

“A-grade vampire marquis bloodline, A-grade indestructible divine skill,” Zheng Zha said.

"And the light of my soul, the Hidden Dragon Transformation."

"This Dragon-Slaying Blade was forged from the spine of a Saint-level Star Devourer."

"I hope your sword won't break like it did last time."

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you." Zheng Zha said with undisguised provocation.

"I have now reached the fourth level of high gene lock."

He paused, then his smile deepened: "Surprised?"

I guessed you'd arrived by now.

"But you should know that we have experienced far less of the world than you have."

“At first we were behind.” Zheng Zha flapped his wings again, and flames rose half a foot high.

You're half a step ahead of me.

"But now, I can catch up with you in even less time."

"Even surpassing you."

"Well then, goodbye until the end of the war."

The projection flickered and then disappeared.

The clone Zheng Zha's lips curled into a cold smile, and black energy flowed silently through his fingertips.

"Stupid guy."

He scoffed, his contempt almost overflowing.

"Even at the fourth rank, he's still so stupid. He's hopeless."

He suddenly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the demon team members behind him who looked like they'd seen a ghost, a cold smile playing on his lips: "What?"

Do you think I'll lose control again?

"How could that be?" Haotian chuckled awkwardly.

He almost thought the captain was going crazy and would kill a few people to vent his anger.

"Heh." Two cold laughs echoed in the void. He withdrew his gaze, and the frenzy in his blood-red pupils had faded considerably, leaving only an icy calm.

"The current disputes are nothing more than pre-war trash talk."

"I understand that."

"It's good that you understand." Chu Xuan pushed up his glasses, his gaze behind the lenses falling on the telephone.

"Their goal is clear: to stir up our emotions and undermine our confidence."

He looked up at everyone.

"I suspect that every reincarnation team has one of these cross-team communication devices."

"They are weaving a net."

"Through this network, they can distinguish who are allies and who are enemies."

“Them?” Logandao sneered.

"Just through intimidation?"

Chu Xuan sneered: "That's right, this is just blatant muscle-flexing."

"At the beginning of the 20th century, the Russo-Japanese War had just ended."

"In order to counter the challenge from Japan in the Pacific region, the United States organized a global fleet of battleships, all of which were painted white."

"It is known as the 'Great White Fleet'."

"This fleet did not frighten the naval powers of the time, Britain and France."

"But it made Japan realize the power of the U.S. Navy."

"You mean they're the Great White Fleet on patrol?" Zheng Zha sneered.

"That's quite a show of force."

“Tsk tsk tsk…” Neos put down the chocolate.

Even though they have reached the pinnacle of reincarnation, they are still willing to form alliances with the weak.

"They're really not giving us a way to survive."

"Given the reputation of the Zhongzhou team, how could so many teams form an alliance?" Luo Gandao said dismissively.

Neos shook his head: "You understand how those rumors are generated and spread."

"As long as the Zhongzhou team doesn't go all out against weaker teams, people will naturally follow them."

"After all, they are the strongest in the cycle of reincarnation."

"Since we're going to follow the boss anyway, we might as well follow the strongest one," Haotian muttered.

"The Zhongzhou team is really interesting," Zheng Zha chuckled.

There was little mockery, only a hint of admiration.

"Their model might be more suitable for the cycle of reincarnation."

"Captain, this..." Haotian said cautiously.

Has Zheng Zha taken the wrong medicine? He's actually starting to praise the hypocritical model of Zhongzhou.

Zheng Zha shook his head: "I've been thinking ever since I was resurrected."

"If Social Darwin's survival of the fittest is more suitable for the God Space."

"So, why did we fail last time?"

"If the elite mode of the Celestial Team is more suitable for the Main God Space."

"Then why are they even inferior to us?"

"Is it possible that the Zhongzhou team's hypocritical approach is actually the right path?"

The entire Demon Squad's expression changed. Had their captain taken the wrong medicine, or had he been so provoked by his true form that he lost his mind?!
How could someone say such treasonous things?
"No matter what, we were utterly defeated last time," Zheng Zha said.

"It was the Zhongzhou team that completely broke our backbone."

His eyes swept across Chu Xuan.

“We’ve reviewed this many times, and we clearly have the ability to crush them.”

"But in the end, it ended in a crushing defeat."

"What does this mean?" He looked around at everyone.

"This shows that they are stronger than us and more suited to this God Space."

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

"So I understand now, the Demons' model isn't entirely correct."

This statement surprised many people.

This negates the Demon Team's approach.

But only Tom and others who lived through both eras truly understood this feeling.

If the Demon Team before Resident Evil 2 inherited the cruel farming practices and social Darwinism of the previous generation's Reinhardt Demon Team, then the second-generation Demon Team, after Zheng Zha resurrected them, exhibited a much less pronounced social Darwinism and oppression.

Even team leader Zheng Zha began to emphasize teamwork and proactively protect the interests of newcomers.

These changes are evident to all.

After all, in the past, newcomers, especially white people, had to kneel down and lick Zheng Zha's shoes to survive; Zheng Zha wouldn't care much about other races.

They even deliberately abandoned them on the brutal battlefield, forcing them to survive on their own.

If you die, you die; if you're meant to live, you're the true gold that survives the fire.

This is his philosophy of survival: social Darwinism, natural selection, and the survival of the fittest.

But in the match against the Zhongzhou team, those ordinary Zhongzhou players repeatedly refreshed Zheng Zha's understanding of the clone.

I don't know how he became the captain. Cheng Xiao, who was wearing strange armor, actually managed to hold him back and even delivered the final punch that I still remember vividly.

And then there was that frail mage, riding a broom, who, along with the sniper, tried to stop him; his Patronus Charm and Killing Curse posed a great threat to the other demons.

Or perhaps it was Ming Yanwei. Zheng Zha focused his gaze on her, and a fearful, ingratiating smile immediately appeared on Ming Yanwei's face.

Zheng Zha frowned, intending to reprimand him, but then thought about it and said nothing more.

He realized that even the same piece of material would produce different results depending on whether it was placed in the Central Plains Team or the Demon Team.

Ming Yanwei of the Zhongzhou team is confident and strong.

He dared to shoot that sure-kill arrow at him without a trace of fear.

Ming Yanwei of the Demon Team, despite possessing exceptional archery talent, lost her confidence due to her initial experiences.

Even after he rectified the situation and killed all the white people, Ming Yanwei simply found someone else to rely on.

Even in The Chronicles of Narnia, after his resurrection, he tried his best to cultivate Mingyanwei, but she was always just a little bit lacking, not having the style of the original Zhongzhou team.

The reincarnators of the Zhongzhou team, for reasons unknown, are all exceptionally talented.

This can only mean that the Zhongzhou team's model is more advanced and more suitable for the Main God Space than the Demon team's.

Although this contradicted his emotional judgment that it was a hypocritical team that valued personal relationships and friendship.

How could it be better?

In this world of challenges, battles, and betrayals, how could a hypocritical squad possibly rise to the top?
But this is the actual outcome.

Zheng Zha would not deny this fact.

The Zhongzhou team's model is more reasonable, so he delegated authority to Chu Xuan and even took the initiative to cultivate new talents.

Newcomers like Neos wouldn't have been able to possess A-grade bloodlines and third-order gene locks without Zheng Zha's deliberate cultivation and care.

The same applies to Haotian, and also to Luo Gandao.

The success of these two players made Zheng Zha realize that the Zhongzhou team model seemed to be more reasonable.

At that time, the Demon Team, which enforced the Social Darwinian Law, only had two naturally strong individuals besides Zheng Zha: Zhao Zhuikong and Chu Xuan.

Moreover, Zhao Zhuikong is the kind of lone wolf who doesn't obey orders.

However, the Demon Team, which abandoned the Social Darwinian principle, has grown rapidly in its fourth tier, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Haotian and Luo Gandao actually unlocked the fourth-order gene lock in a short period of time, and because of his care, they were very obedient to his orders.

This result left him very frustrated.

But it must be admitted that the Zhongzhou team's model is really effective.

After implementing his system, he ultimately couldn't find many capable individuals.

However, through the training methods of the Central Plains Team, so many fourth-tier powerhouses have been cultivated.

Even without being at the fourth rank, newcomers like Zhu Wen and Neos are far stronger than the likes of Dechai from before.

This is outrageous.

Zheng Zha suppressed his chaotic thoughts.

He turned his head and asked, "Chu Xuan, is their intelligence accurate?"

Chu Xuan was holding a golden apple in his hand.

This is a sacred artifact they obtained from the treasures of a saint, possessing powerful precognitive abilities.

It will always answer a question once.

If the answer doesn't involve a sage, then its accuracy is almost 100%.

Of course, the amount of energy required is astronomical.

“Correct.” Chu Xuan pushed up his glasses.

"But that's not entirely true."

"What do you mean?" Zheng Zha asked, frowning.

Chu Xuan said, "What I mean is, they still have reservations."

“This—” Neos bit off a piece of chocolate.

"It needs to be even stronger."

"The Zhongzhou team is truly insidious."

"It was a haughty declaration of war, but it concealed some crucial intelligence."

"They said they wouldn't let us make wrong judgments, but they forced us to."

"Even stronger?" Tom murmured.

He felt immense pressure, yet also a sense of pride in being a part of it.

The Zhongzhou team is incredibly strong!!
At this moment, the projection on the phone focused again, and the third person to appear was not Chu Xuan as everyone expected, but Ming Yanwei.

The archers of the Central Plains team.

"If you, my other self, are still alive, then I would like to say a few words to you."

Ming Yanwei's expression was calm, and her tone was not as harsh as the previous two, but her eyes carried a hint of pity.

All eyes were on the clone, Ming Yanwei.

The clone Ming Yanwei's face suddenly turned pale. She clenched her fists and remained silent.

"Are you still relying on others to survive, just like before?"

One sentence from the main body caused Ming Yanwei to suddenly lose control of her emotions.

"Are you pitying me?!"

She broke down in tears and yelled, "You're just luckier than me!"

"If you were born into the Demon Team, you'd be the one lying under someone else!"

“You may resent me, but it’s not my fault,” Ming Yanwei said calmly.

“I pity you, I sympathize with you.”

"But I won't be lenient with you, because you are my enemy."

Upon hearing this, the clone Ming Yanwei's face turned even paler, her eyes turned bloodshot, and her gene lock almost uncontrollably activated to the third level.

It may even be about to enter the fourth stage.

The clone Zheng Zha looked at Ming Yanwei of the Zhongzhou team, and then at his own Ming Yanwei.

He sighed slightly.

What a difference.

“You might be thinking, what if I had experienced your desperate situation?” Ming Yanwei continued.

"Perhaps even worse than you."

"I've also wondered what would happen if I were a clone."

"Therefore, within the demons of the heart, I took your place in fate."

"I entered the chaotic Demon Team, ruled by Reinhardt."

Zheng Zha's breath hitched, and a crimson glint appeared in his eyes. His violent aura was released briefly before quickly receding.

Tom wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

No matter when, that experience is a past that the captain finds hard to let go of.

Do you know what I did?

“When those farmers tried to torture me, I kicked their balls.”

"Of course, he's a werewolf, so it's a small matter for him."

"But I did not give in, and those white people were unwilling to lose a thousand points."

"They will leave me to torment in the next world."

"But this is my chance."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Zha's eyes lit up.

In his view, anyone who dares to resist the farmers is a true hero.

That's exactly the kind of teammate he needs.

If Ming Yanwei had been this resolute back then, he would have risked his life to protect her.

(End of this chapter)