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

The crowd parted to both sides.

Su Wan and Liu Yanni walked out of the crowd.

Su Wan walked ahead, her face pale, her eyes red and swollen, looking pitiful.

Liu Yanni followed behind her, her pregnant belly protruding, her head down, one hand gently stroking her abdomen.

Two women walked step by step onto the high platform under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

The camera focuses, projecting the faces of the two people onto each electronic screen.

The entire place was so quiet you could hear their footsteps.

Qian Mengxun stood in the shadows, a smile reappearing on her lips.

These two women were like two knives to her; the deeper they stabbed, the more pain Wang Wei felt.

Even if we can't kill Wang Wei now, we'll still disgust him!

That's exactly what she wanted—didn't Wang Wei think he was in control of everything?

Let him taste the bitterness of betrayal.

These two women were enough to make him feel pain, anger, and lose control.

Su Wan and Liu Yanni had just stepped onto the first step of the platform.

"etc."

Chen Junjie's voice rang out, calm yet undeniable.

Su Wan suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Liu Yanni also stopped, her fingers unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes.

All eyes in the room were on Chen Junjie and the two of them.

"I am a prophet," Chen Junjie's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, "and I naturally know what you are going to say."

He looked at the two of them, his gaze sharp as a knife: "Are you sure you want to lie to me?"

The entire audience was stunned by these words.

lie?

Countless people in the residential area looked puzzled.

Su Wan's face turned even paler.

Liu Yanni lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

"Step down," Chen Junjie said calmly. "No need to say anything more."

Su Wan and Liu Yanni glanced back instinctively.

Chen Junjie put too much pressure on them, and they were somewhat at a loss.

In the shadows, Qian Mengxun's face was ashen.

"A prophet?" She sneered, a cold glint in her eyes. "You're quite the actor."

"We're telling the truth." Liu Yanni mustered her courage, her voice trembling. "Wang Wei did indeed kill our family members with his own hands."

She had to say it.

For her own sake and for her child's sake, she had no choice but to go down a dark path.

However, Chen Junjie completely ignored the two of them.

On the high platform, he looked at the crowd again.

"Anyone else want to come up?" he asked.

"I!"

The old woman with the cane squeezed through the crowd and staggered to Su Wan and the other woman's side.

She cried out hoarsely, "Prophet, my grandson died in Jiangnan City, shouldn't this be avenged?"

Chen Junjie looked at the old woman and slowly nodded: "It should be reported."

The old woman was taken aback, clearly not expecting Chen Junjie to agree so readily.

Chen Junjie paused, then continued, "Since the catastrophe, four or five hundred million people have died in China. Should these four or five hundred million deaths be reported?"

He swept his gaze across the crowd below: "Whom should we seek revenge against?"

Everyone was speechless.

Those who died in the catastrophe, who will they seek revenge against? The catastrophe itself?

Looking at the crowd below who were blindly following the crowd, Chen Junjie really wanted to tell the truth now and clear Wang Wei's name.

But by doing this, he went against the agreement he made with Wang Wei.

He took a deep breath: "I am a prophet, so naturally I know how to kill Wang Wei."

These words immediately drew everyone's attention.

"But," he changed the subject, "our greatest enemy is the disaster that will occur in a little over a month!"

"So Wang Wei is just going to ignore it?" someone in the crowd shouted in a low voice, "Let him devour his own people?"

Chen Junjie's gaze landed precisely on the person who had spoken from hidden in the crowd: "Of course not. You want to know the weakness of Wang Wei's invincible domain?"

He paused, then said slowly and deliberately, "Wang Wei's domain ability is essentially—invincible among his peers."

As soon as he finished speaking, whispers and murmurs arose from below!

"Invincible among those of the same level? What does that mean?"

"Stupid, that's exactly what it sounds like."

"That means anyone who is on the same level as Wang Wei is invincible."

In the Alliance conference room, Old Liu looked at Chen Junjie on the screen and murmured, "Invincible among his peers?" His expression didn't change much, clearly indicating that he didn't completely believe it.

"There are two ways to kill Wang Wei," Chen Junjie said again. "One is for an SSS-level or higher Awakened to intervene. The other is for at least 100,000 SSS-level Awakened to attack him together."

Below, countless people were stunned.

SSS level or above?

The old woman's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed excitedly, "Prophet, aren't you an SSS-level or higher, a god-level awakened being?"

Her attitude suddenly became respectful, "If you take action yourself, you can kill Wang Wei and avenge the wronged."

However, Chen Junjie shook his head: "I can't. I have a god-level support-type sensory ability. Simply put, I'm just a support."

"this……"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Although something felt off, it didn't seem like there was anything wrong.

Aside from Chen Junjie, the highest level currently is SSS, and the number of known SSS-level Awakeners can be counted on one hand, far fewer than 100,000.

"There's no need for you to worry," Chen Junjie said slowly. "I know what you're worried about. Having 100,000 SSS-level Awakened is simply unrealistic at the moment. However—"

He paused briefly, then said, "Things will turn around in a little over a month."

"Prophet, what do you mean by that?" someone asked.

Chen Junjie scanned the crowd and said in a deep voice:

"Ten days before the disaster strikes, humanity will usher in a golden age of awakening! At that time, nearly one-tenth of the population will awaken superpowers! The probability of SSS-level beings appearing will also increase, and it is not impossible to gather 100,000 SSS-level awakened beings."

Below, a commotion immediately broke out among the crowd.

"An Awakening of a Prosperous Era?"

"Will one in ten people awaken?"

"So, we'll awaken too?"

Discussions surged like a tide; some were excited, some were skeptical, and some saw hope rekindled in their eyes.

Just then, Chen Junjie's voice suddenly rose, drowning out all other sounds:

"A little over a month later, disaster will strike. Extraterrestrial beasts will descend from the sky, far more terrifying than wind blades, extreme cold, thunderstorms, or blood rain. We shouldn't focus solely on Wang Wei; we should consider how to unite and cope with this calamity!"

Dewey stood below the platform, looking at him with a complex expression. He suddenly felt that the young man before him was different from before.

It's not just that his abilities have changed, it's that his temperament has changed—like a knife that has just been tempered, its sharpness fully revealed.

At that moment, an Alliance ability user suddenly spoke up: "Prophet, could you perhaps predict the impending catastrophe on the spot?"

Chen Junjie smiled upon hearing this.

"Alright." He glanced at the crowd below. "Since you all acknowledge me as a prophet and savior, then I will perform a calculation."

The entire underground living area of ​​the capital city fell silent instantly.

In the shadows, Elder Liu and the rest of the alliance, who had never shown themselves before, all looked over. All eyes were on Chen Junjie.

Chen Junjie slowly closed his eyes.

"Prophet, you must help me," he muttered to himself.

Previously, when he made predictions, Wang Wei would always make a fuss for him. This time, he could only hope that Wang Wei would take action.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Just when everyone was about to lose patience, a nine-colored halo suddenly appeared around Chen Junjie!

Immediately afterwards, the nine-colored halo converged in front of him, spinning rapidly to form a huge circular light screen.

Ripples began to spread across the space, like the surface of a lake where pebbles had been thrown in, spreading outwards in concentric circles.

At the center of the light screen, a section of the image slowly appeared.

A sharp claw emerged from the clouds.

The claws were so big—so big that only a third of the image could fit on it.

Sharp claws descended from the sky, crashing down with a deafening roar.

"boom--"

A mountain peak thousands of feet high was crushed into dust the moment the claws fell.

The image freezes.

Dead silence.

The entire underground living area of ​​the capital was completely silent.