I chose the safe house, and the Human Alliance regretted it.

While undercurrents were swirling outside, Wang Wei remained firmly seated in Jiangnan City, living a very carefree life.

Meanwhile, Chen Junjie, who was outside, had gone on a killing spree.

He witnessed firsthand how foreign superhumans ate people from China.

The bones that had been removed and the compatriots who had been used as food were like a red-hot iron, burning his heart.

The deep-seated feelings of patriotism and righteousness towards compatriots reached their peak during these three days.

He led Zhao Lie, Fatty Li, and their group to commit ten massacres in a single day within the territory of the Dragon Kingdom.

From Lin'an to Xixiang, from Xixiang to Beiyuan, from Beiyuan to Nandu—one after another, the strongholds of foreign superhumans were wiped out, and rivers of blood flowed.

Chen Junjie worked tirelessly, like a relentless meat grinder, his eyes bloodshot and his heart filled with madness.

It wasn't until the fourth day that he returned to Jiangnan City with his men.

---

Inside the living room of Jinxiu Tiancheng residential community.

Chen Junjie stood in front of Wang Wei, looking exhausted, but his eyes burned with a fire.

"Three of us died," Chen Junjie said hoarsely. "Seven were seriously injured. But—not one of us backed down."

The last sentence was almost shouted out.

Wang Wei leaned back on the sofa and nodded slowly.

He was quite satisfied with the result—it not only verified whether these people had any ulterior motives, but also gained more than three million safety points.

Three days, three million.

He didn't expect Chen Junjie to go so crazy later on; these guys really don't rest.

"We've rescued approximately 200,000 ordinary people along the way," Chen Junjie said, his voice trembling slightly.

"They are heading to the six major bases one after another, and some of them may come to Jiangnan City."

Wang Wei looked at the emotionally charged Chen Junjie and knew that his sympathy was overflowing.

He picked up his water glass, took a sip, and calmly said, "Very good. Keep it up."

Chen Junjie looked at Wang Wei, and his eyes suddenly reddened.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I misunderstood you."

Wang Wei was taken aback.

"At first, I thought you were just like them, an extremely selfish person who didn't care about the lives of his fellow countrymen."

Chen Junjie spoke earnestly, each word seeming to be squeezed out from his chest.

"Now I understand, those were all slanders against you."

Wang Wei opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

This silly boy, he's got the wrong idea.

"You are using my hand to save the ordinary people of Dragon Kingdom." Chen Junjie's eyes were visibly red and his voice choked.

"The Alliance hasn't done any of these things. You bear such a terrible reputation, yet you're still willing to help these people—"

He paused, then said, slowly and deliberately, "We all misunderstood you!"

As he spoke, he knelt down.

"On behalf of the more than 200,000 people who were relocated, thank you!"

Chen Junjie looked up at Wang Wei, his face full of admiration and emotion.

In his eyes, Wang Wei bore the brunt of the world's condemnation—

Everyone in the five bases was clamoring for Wang Wei to die, cursing him as a cold-blooded beast who had the ability but failed to foresee the disaster, and a demon who devoured his compatriots to enhance his own superpowers.

Faced with these insults and slanders, Wang Wei not only did not hold a grudge against these people, but instead ordered them to kill the foreign superhumans who were feeding on Chinese people, and to transfer and rescue scattered ordinary people.

This magnanimity and sense of the big picture far surpasses that of anyone else.

What's even more remarkable is that Wang Wei never defends himself, silently bearing all of this alone.

He even relinquished the titles of prophet and savior to himself.

This is a mindset that only a saint could have!

Chen Junjie's admiration for Wang Wei has now reached its peak.

However, Chen Junjie's heartfelt words left Wang Wei speechless.

Wang Wei looked at Chen Junjie kneeling on the ground, speechless.

If Chen Junjie knew that all of this was a gamble he set up on a whim, I wonder what he would think.

But the betting game had already begun, and Wang Wei couldn't possibly tell Chen Junjie the truth beforehand.

long silence.

Wang Wei nodded and followed up, saying, "Yeah, you understand me..."

Chen Junjie was deeply moved and said sincerely, "Don't worry, one day I will help you clear your name as a savior."

Upon hearing this, Wang Wei's lips twitched involuntarily, and he sighed inwardly.

Chen Junjie, I don't really care, but... it's unlikely you'll live to see that day.

After Chen Junjie finished speaking, he slowly stood up.

"I'll go and replace them with a new group, and we'll set off immediately," he said earnestly. "This group has been fighting for three days and three nights straight and needs a rest."

"Actually..." Wang Wei felt a little reluctant, "there's no need to rush."

"No." Chen Junjie shook his head. "If we wait even a minute longer, countless Chinese people might become food for foreign superhumans."

Looking at Chen Junjie, who was full of righteous indignation, Wang Wei nodded helplessly: "Then... go ahead."

"I won't let you down," Chen Junjie said, then turned and left.

Wang Wei watched Chen Junjie's retreating figure and gave a wry smile.

Back then, wasn't I just as passionate and dedicated to the Alliance and all of humanity?

Perhaps, when disaster strikes and everyone is urging Chen Junjie to hurry up and die, this fool will finally understand.

None of the people he saved were grateful to him.

When it comes to their own life or death, those who verbally thank him will not hesitate to betray him.

---

Villa lobby.

Fatty Li lay sprawled on the sofa, motionless.

He lost a lot of weight in those three days.

"I really want to go," he said emotionally. "The thought of so many people waiting for us to rescue them makes me want to leave right now. But..."

He then changed the subject, saying, "I feel that I'm about to break through in my superpowers."

Chen Junjie was taken aback: "You're about to break through?"

"That's right." Fatty Li nodded, looking serious. "It's just a thin layer of paper left; it'll break through with a single poke."

Chen Junjie's expression was strange.

Although there's nothing wrong with the statement itself, it just doesn't feel right coming from Fatty Li.

"Then you should rest too," Zhao Lie said. "This time, the Prophet and I will lead the team."

"Mhm." Fatty Li nodded repeatedly, as if he had been granted a pardon. "You guys go ahead. I'll come find you as soon as I break through."

Chen Junjie was in a hurry to leave, so he didn't think much of it and turned to leave.

Zhao Lie shook his head and followed him out.

He knew Li Pangzi's character quite well.

However, over these three days, the fat man did indeed contribute a lot, as did the group of superhumans, who were all bloodthirsty.

A moment later,

Chen Junjie and Zhao Lie led hundreds of superhumans away from Jiangnan City once again.

Hundreds of figures tore through the blood rain and disappeared into the sky.

Fatty Li watched the crowd disappear into the rain of blood and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He wasn't lying—since he began dual cultivation with two S-class female ability users, his ability had truly reached the edge of a breakthrough.

"Let's go upstairs." Fatty Li gritted his teeth. "I'm willing to work myself to death in bed for this breakthrough!"

The two female superhumans blushed and followed.

Although they were stronger than Fatty Li, Fatty Li's lower body skills were something they couldn't help but admire.

---

In the Jinxiu Tiancheng residential community, Wang Wei retrieved the reflection.

Chen Junjie set off again; all he needed to do was wait for the safe zone to rise.

As time passed and night fell...

After finishing dinner, Wang Wei was preparing to return to his bedroom to rest.

"boom--"

A deafening roar echoed through the rainy night!

Wang Wei frowned, and the reflection instantly covered the entire city of Jiangnan.

The next second—

"Holy crap—"

Wang Wei lost his voice and swore.

The entire roof of Fatty Li's villa was ripped open, and a huge object soared straight up into the clouds, like a pillar supporting the sky.

The blood rain had created a huge hole, and moonlight streamed through the crack, shining on the thick pillar with a cold, metallic sheen.

At the top of the pillar, two S-class female superhumans lay there looking bewildered, their long hair fluttering in the wind.

Wang Wei's lips twitched.

"...This fat guy is unbeatable..."

at the same time.

In the darkness of night and amidst a rain of blood, a group of ordinary people staggered to the outskirts of the capital.

They were dressed in rags and their faces were covered in mud.

But when the enormous city came into view, everyone stopped.

"We've arrived!"

"We've arrived!"

A group of people cheered excitedly.

They had been walking for three days and three nights, but no one gave up.

Because someone told them—keep moving forward, and you'll survive.

Immediately, superhumans flew out from the capital city and hovered in mid-air.

From the crowd, an elderly man emerged, trembling, and exclaimed, "It was the prophet—the savior Chen Junjie—who saved us!"

"He told us to come to the capital!"

He said there was a way to survive here!

.......