Survival at Sea: I Became Number One by Growing Mushrooms

These words chilled Xu Jiawei to the bone, but they also presented an opportunity—an opportunity to incite infighting among these major races.

Xu Jiawei believed that there was more than one player who had infiltrated the group, and they should also realize that this was an opportunity to instigate infighting. If they acted together, their chances of winning would be greater. As long as they stirred up trouble, it would be good news for all the players.

Furthermore, there are likely quite a few players already mixed in with the higher-level races, and if they don't want to be exposed, they'll definitely cause chaos.

After all, the detection methods of advanced races are more rigorous than those of other races.

The higher races only gave this inspection a perfunctory response, and no one could guarantee there wouldn't be a second inspection.

If other players are eliminated, players of higher-level races will not escape either.

But once the waters are muddied, nobody cares whether players have infiltrated the population.

They also secretly planned to sabotage the higher races; everyone had their own ulterior motives.

The lower races were still hoping that the person who made the suggestion was just joking, but unfortunately, the proposal was approved by all the higher races.

They couldn't believe it, and then came resentment; even if they died, they would tear a piece of flesh from them.

These lower races instantly formed an alliance. If they didn't cooperate, they would be wiped out. In the past, even if they were wiped out, it was only one race at most. The blades never touched them, so they never felt the reality and could only watch the show.

They always fantasized that these superior races, no matter what, could not possibly kill them all, but they never expected that even though they were part of a large racial alliance, these superior races still regarded them as ants.

These superior races are just large in number, and have many people with high attributes. In reality, they are not inferior. The only ones to be wary of are those with hundreds of thousands of attributes.

It can be said that the so-called racial level depends entirely on the attributes of the highest combat power in that race. If the highest combat power has a problem, the entire race will plummet, and the higher-level race will not be able to maintain its position.

If these top fighters are killed, the entire race will fall into chaos.

Xu Jiawei exchanged a glance with the person behind her, then shrank back. Now was not the time to step forward. If they gave themselves away, it would be bad if these lower-level races handed them over.

"Listen to me, everyone! They say there are players among us, but they're just trying to kick us out and frame us. We've checked, and there are no players at all. Why should we believe their baseless accusations!" A member of the plant race stepped forward and said.

Xu Jiawei looked at the person who shouted with great interest. She was 80% certain that this person was a player.

"Yes, we've tested it so many times, there are no players at all, they just want to eliminate me," shouted a member of the Wind Clan.

This argument instantly resonated with all the inferior races, and a heated argument was about to break out.

From one of the races, a shout rang out again: "Fellow members of the higher races, did you hear that? This time it's us, next time it will be your turn. These higher races will eventually eliminate everyone else, leaving only themselves."

"We've done so much dirty and hard work for them, and this is how we end up? Listen to me, everyone, let's go together and show them what we're made of!"

The constant shouting stirred up the emotions of these people, and even some people of middle race were mobilized.

After all, if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold. These superior races can wipe out all the inferior races with a single word, so what about them? They might as well take a gamble now.

However, the higher races did not take the anger of these lower and middle races seriously. They looked down on these ant-like races, who were simply lowering the status of their great race. Even if they killed them all, it wouldn't matter.

This is a good opportunity to show these people just how capable they are.

Xu Jiawei secretly released Rainbow and its clones. Rainbow did not retract its clones, but instead put them all into its belly, so that it would not have to spend time condensing clones when needed.

Rainbow's clones have now reached a terrifying number; even if those with hundreds of thousands of attributes were to attack, it would be impossible to cause significant casualties.

They're just waiting for the chaos to begin, so Rainbow can take advantage of the confusion.

The battle began quickly. Everyone's strength was about the same, so the fight was evenly matched, provided that those with hundreds of thousands of attribute points didn't make a move, but Xu Jiawei knew that was impossible.

Rainbow's clones are used for this purpose; their defensive skills can block most attacks. Moreover, these major races have deep reserves and are not easily killed.

Many players began to blend into the crowd and take advantage of the situation.

With these hundreds of thousands of people possessing these attributes, the lower races have always been at a disadvantage. Players mixed in with the higher races have also become restless and have begun to use skills to interfere with the attacks of the higher races. Some have even chosen to backstab directly.

The casualties are getting worse and worse. Now, the people who can stand on the battlefield are basically those with attributes of over 100,000, and of course, there are some other players mixed in.

The old fortune teller's face turned ashen. He had thought he could easily resolve this calamity, but things were developing in the direction he had predicted.

If this fighting continues, their major race will be wiped out, but it's obviously impossible to break the cycle now, because everyone is in a bloodthirsty frenzy.

Some players were even unaware that they had been exposed, but now no one cares anymore. The players' actions have ignited and caused the long-standing conflicts to erupt.

The old fortune teller regretted his actions. He could only attack the players who had already been exposed, hoping to kill the person destined for him.

Xu Jiawei, however, was very cautious. They did not linger in battle, but simply wandered around the battlefield, waiting for the time to pass.

The entire central area was littered with corpses, and Harley went berserk. These major races had bullied him during the last election for gods, and this time he was getting his revenge.

Xu Jiawei looked up and saw that even the sky seemed to be dyed red, and the land was stained with blood, turning reddish-brown.

Wait, why is the sky red? Xu Jiawei immediately realized that the black hole had opened.

The breath of the world, exuding a pure aura, floated in the air, seemingly purifying the stench of blood in the air.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared blankly into the sky.

Suddenly, those people with hundreds of thousands of attributes moved, rushing towards the direction of the Breath of the World at an extremely fast speed.

However, the Breath of the World seemed to be toying with them, easily dodging their clutches and jumping around like a child, treating these people like monkeys.

The others reacted instantly and rushed toward the World's Breath in the sky.

However, the Breath of the World suddenly disappeared into the black hole, leaving everyone frozen in place while the others searched everywhere.