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

"How many more do you want to kill?"

Old Liu's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Of all the human bases left, this is the only one," Old Liu continued, his voice growing increasingly serious.

"1.2 million people with superpowers, 450,000 ordinary people. The entire human race has less than two million people."

He paused, his gaze sharp as a knife, staring directly at Wang Wei. "You could have stopped the disaster, but you did nothing."

"Even if the alliance is wrong, it is a helpless choice made to resist disaster."

"You draw your sword to settle a personal grudge," Old Liu said slowly. "Billions of people have died worldwide. To whom should you seek revenge for the personal grudges of billions of people?"

Behind him, the league's top officials who had followed him secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Liu's words were perfectly timed, geographically advantageous, and supported by the people.

The catastrophe destroyed the world, leaving only these people present as the last remaining humans.

If Wang Wei chooses to kill at this time, he will be a murderer who destroys humanity.

This is not a threat, it's a fact.

Old Liu stood there, hands behind his back, with a calm expression that made people grit their teeth.

He's gambling.

The gambling king Wei dared not kill him.

The gambling king was concerned about the "survival of mankind".

Gambling King Wei will not become a world-destroying butcher.

Too many people have died worldwide.

Fatty Li is insignificant compared to the billions.

These are cold, hard numbers, and a cruel reality.

All eyes in Jiangnan City were fixed on Wang Wei.

What will Wang Wei do?

Kill Old Liu, and even everyone in the alliance?

Then humanity would truly be doomed.

Although there are still hundreds of thousands of ordinary people in the Jiangnan base, how can these hundreds of thousands of ordinary people survive in a world full of alien beasts?

Even if Wang Wei can resolve the disaster, these ordinary people cannot support the development of an era, nor can they support human civilization.

They cannot generate electricity or machinery, and they cannot obtain energy, so their productivity will regress for countless years.

Therefore, even if the alliance is wrong and Old Liu is wrong, under these circumstances, Old Liu cannot die and the alliance cannot perish.

Personal grudges should never take precedence over the greater good.

It's unfair, but that's reality.

Under everyone's gaze, Wang Wei smiled, the corners of his mouth turning up.

The smile was faint, but everyone could sense a chilling indifference about it.

Old Liu's expression changed slightly.

Wang Wei's smile was more lethal than any verbal response.

He was genuinely worried that Wang Wei might kill him without hesitation.

He conveyed a message to Wang Wei indirectly, emphasizing the greater good and the survival of humanity: I cannot die, and the Alliance cannot be touched.

But there's always a chance of something going wrong.

What if Wang Wei, this madman, really does want to destroy the whole world...?

impossible!

There is no benefit to doing this.

Moreover, with the existence of the Yu Ruins, when the human race is completely destroyed, no one can predict what will happen!

Old Liu's mind raced, but he quickly calmed down.

But his heart, which had just calmed down, jumped again.

Because Wang Wei made a move.

He walked over step by step, his pace neither hurried nor slow.

The soles of his shoes made a soft "crunching" sound as they stepped on the gravel, each sound like a blow to Old Liu's heart.

Wang Wei stopped in front of him.

The two people were less than three meters apart.

One is the most powerful decision-maker in the alliance, and the other is a true prophet who has just returned from the Ruins of Yu.

Wang Wei spoke, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears:

"You ask me how many more I'm going to kill?" he said. "Well, I'll tell you—I'm not killing a single one."

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Old Liu's pupils contracted slightly, a hint of disbelief flashing across his face.

Not kill him? He gambled correctly.

"Your lives," Wang Wei's voice suddenly turned cold, "are worthless. Killing you would only dirty my sword."

Old Liu's expression changed completely.

It wasn't fear, it was shame.

For someone who has lived most of their life and stood at the top of power, being told in public that "your life is worthless" is worse than being killed.

"But—" Wang Wei changed the subject, "you will have to pay the price for what you have done."

Old Liu couldn't stay any longer.

He stepped forward, his voice tinged with urgency for the first time: "Everything is negotiable!"

Wang Wei didn't look at him.

He turned around to face the ordinary people emerging from underground.

"Fatty, Zhao Lie, Liu Zhiqiang..." Wang Wei's voice was low, "They defended Jiangnan City and saved your lives."

The crowd quieted down.

"Now that they're dead," Wang Wei said, "shouldn't you avenge them?"

In front of the crowd,

An old man spoke up, "We should take revenge, but we..."

He stopped halfway through his sentence.

The others were also blushing.

They wanted revenge, but they didn't have the power. They were nothing.

"I'm asking you," Wang Wei said softly, "do you want to, or don't you want to?"

The crowd fell silent for a moment.

Then, like a volcanic eruption—

"Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!"

Countless people roared in unison, their voices reaching the heavens.

Old Liu watched all of this without showing any emotion.

Wang Wei wants to use these ignorant people to kill himself?

How can a bunch of ants without even superpowers take revenge?

The Alliance's superhumans also looked puzzled.

Are they expecting these ordinary people, who have been hiding underground and under protection, to avenge the superpowered individuals in Jiangnan City?

Wang Wei offered no explanation.

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but like a drum, striking the hearts of everyone.

"Why did the Alliance abandon the five major bases and hundreds of millions of people, yet no one uttered a single word of dissent?"

The crowd was silent.

"Because they set the rules," Wang Wei said. "When they talk about the big picture, you have to obey. When they talk about sacrifice, you have to die. It's been like this for thousands of years."

"They set the rules, and you obey them. If you don't, you're breaking the rules."

He paused.

"Today, it's time to change the rules."

Wang Wei turned around, looked at Old Liu, at the high-ranking members of the alliance, and at the millions of superhumans whose faces were ashen.

"The rules you set are null and void, effective today."

"The big picture you've been talking about, from today onwards, is no longer relevant."

"They will collect the debts you owe."

The crowd's breathing became heavy.

"In the past, you were high and mighty, setting the rules and deciding the life and death of others. Today, it's their turn."

After speaking, Wang Wei turned around and looked at the group of ordinary people whose faces were filled with fear.

"You set the rules and judge these high and mighty people. Take charge for once and decide the outcome of this."

Standing to the side, Old Liu's face finally turned pale.

As Wang Wei finished speaking...

Under everyone's gaze, he sheathed his sword and softly uttered two words:

"Transfer"

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