Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

The laughter started softly, then grew louder and more manic, eventually turning into hysterical hysteria, while all the surrounding audience members ignored it!

"Hahahahahaha—!!!"

The laughter was amplified through the microphone and echoed throughout the venue, so jarring it sent chills down your spine!

"We've been discovered..."

Jing Liyuan finally stopped laughing. In the darkness, the red light in her eyes grew stronger and brighter. "You actually know that demons... are heroes of this world...?"

Her voice changed.

Overlapping, distorted, as if countless men, women, young and old were speaking at the same time:

"But it doesn't matter, prepare to die—"

"Step back!"

Cheng Cheng pulled his sister behind him and stepped forward to block her from the stage.

The audience in the venue was still restless, seemingly unaware of Jing Liyuan's change, and continued to shout slogans.

The demon spread its arms wide, the echoes reverberating throughout the hall: "Did you see that? This person, he's going to hit me! He's going to hurt me!"

The audience below the stage became even more furious and began to surge towards Cheng Cheng.

Cheng Cheng's heart had turned cold.

why?

Why do demons from games appear in the real world?

Even lower-rank demons require a Silver-rank team to defeat. Although my stats have soared to 950, that's only close to the Silver-rank level!

Am I going to die? If I die in reality, will I be reloaded and reborn?

I was reborn, reborn before Destiny: Immortal Crown came into reality. While everyone was laughing at Destiny: Immortal Crown for not being a good second game and going to play Genshin Impact instead, only I knew that the demons and monsters in this game would become real. Only those who had played Destiny: Immortal Crown could inherit the game data, fight against the demons, and become heroes!

Cheng Cheng instantly came up with the title: "The Crown Descends, Starting with a Frenzy of Hoarding Millions of Originium!"

No, wait, now is not the time for memes!

Cheng Cheng's mind raced. He snapped off the armrest of his chair and swept it away, forcing back the audience who were bewitched by the demon. Then he shoved his sister aside and said, "You run first! Get out of here and don't worry about me!"

"But you—"

"I'm a sports student, I can run faster than you!"

After hesitating for a moment, the older sister finally ran towards the door: "I'm going out to call the police. Cheng Cheng, don't fight back. If you can't beat them, run!"

After watching his sister leave, Cheng Cheng turned his gaze back to the demon on the stage.

In terms of combat power alone, he is indeed inferior to Silver—but he shared Sylvia's spark!

Each spark is equivalent to the core of the demon's power. With two sparks fighting one, the advantage is mine!

"It seems you're prepared to die."

The demon watched his sister escape, unconcerned, and simply directed his spectators to block Cheng Cheng's escape route step by step:

"Out of ladylike courtesy, I shall state my name to you—" the demon spread his arms, "I am the 'Demon of Injustice,' hero of this world, state your name and die by my hand!"

Injustice... According to your previous logic, shouldn't injustice be changed to mother?

With a sneer, Cheng Cheng roared, "Me? I'm your father!"

"Grumpy."

The audience grew even angrier, pulling out weapons from their bags and moving closer to Cheng Cheng.

But the next moment, Cheng Cheng disappeared before their eyes.

No, he didn't disappear. Instead, he jumped to the ceiling three meters high in an instant, his fingers digging deep into the concrete, hanging upside down like Spider-Man!

"The power of the spark, you truly are a hero of this world..."

The demon tried to command the audience to come forward, but the next moment, a pitch-black fireball blocked its vision!

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

The violent explosion shattered the stage into pieces. As the shockwave swept through, the injured audience members were finally awakened and, amidst screams, pushed and shoved each other towards the door!

As the smoke cleared, the demon's figure stood there, charred black, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“You have no more pieces left.” Cheng Cheng held another fireball in his hand and looked quietly at the demon. “Compared to those I’ve seen, you’re really weak.”

Even an elbow strike from a lower-ranking demon wouldn't cause this much damage, even if it were hit by one of your own fireballs.

This demon's combat power is quite low, about the same level as Cicero... but he can fight!

"After all, the abyss passage is too narrow now, so I can only descend in the form of a 'demon,' and my power is incomplete." The demon gave a wry smile and looked up at Cheng Cheng: "However, the bewitching I did just now is just a common ability of demons. You don't really think that's my power, do you?"

Before the words were even finished, the demon's figure vanished!

Cheng Cheng almost instinctively dodged to the right, a dark claw grazing his left shoulder, tearing his shirt and leaving three shallow bloody marks on his skin.

"Fire at the stake!"

With a flick of his left hand, Cheng Cheng caused a ball of pitch-black flame to ignite out of thin air, transforming into a fireball that hurtled towards the demon!

"boom--!"

The demon dodged, and the fireball struck the stage backdrop, instantly burning the board with the word "Awakening" printed on it to ashes!

It pounced again, this time even faster, its claws leaving a trail of afterimages!

Instead of retreating, Cheng Cheng advanced, channeling the power of the fire into his fists, and charged towards the claw shadow!

Fists and claws collided!

"Bang—!!!"

The shockwave exploded outwards from the two people!

The front seats were flung off, the sound system emitted a piercing crackling sound, and the entire venue shook!

Cheng Cheng took a step back, then pounced on the demon again. In the blink of an eye, they had clashed multiple times, leaving countless afterimages, their claws and heavy fists drawing out black and red blood.

They roared, they fought, it was a war between kings, and only death could end it!

Chapter 22, Ace Attorney!

Zhiren TV, Jing Liyuan's talk show live stream.

Online users: 187 million, and still rising rapidly!

The comments section has completely gone crazy!

"What did I just see? Are they really human? Why are they fighting?"

"It's just a difference in perspective."

"Wait, isn't this supposed to be a talk show livestream? How did it turn into a superpower battle?"

"One punch through three walls??? Is this even human???"

"It's definitely special effects! This must be a program that's both live and pre-recorded, right?"

"My friend was there, and she said it's true! My God, physics doesn't exist anymore..."

"This world has always been like this; it's just that you ordinary people aren't qualified to know the truth..."

"That guy is so handsome! I want to have his babies!"

"Give birth my ass! Didn't you see the black flames coming out of his hands? He's a monster too!"

Is the photographer still alive?

"The photographer must have superpowers to capture this kind of scene, right?"

"Look! He's looking at the camera!"

In the footage, Cheng Cheng is facing the camera, looking at the only person still remaining in the venue: "Why don't you run away?"

"If I could capture this, it would be worth dying for!" the photographer exclaimed excitedly. "Handsome, can we take a picture together after you're done?"

Cheng Cheng smirked, remained silent for a moment, and then charged towards the demon who had been hit by the fireball.

…………

Dongshui City, Mu's Biotechnology Laboratory.

Mu Yuan stared at the gene sequence analysis report on the computer screen, her face so gloomy it could drip water.

"Garbage," she muttered under her breath. "It's all garbage data; not a single piece of valuable information can be extracted."

She spent two full days using the most advanced equipment in the laboratory to conduct a comprehensive analysis of Cheng Cheng's blood, saliva, hair, and seeds.

The results of it?

Cheng Cheng's gene sequence is no different from that of an ordinary person.

"He doesn't have genetic mutations, nor is he a fusion warrior, so what is he?" Mu Yuan narrowed her eyes, "His performance on the basketball court..."

She couldn't figure it out.

But one thing is certain—if Cheng Cheng's research on the samples he gave her yields no results, then there's no need to continue with this 30 million contract.

"Xiao Liu," Mu Yuan pressed the internal communication button, "Cheng Cheng's seeds don't need to be harvested anymore, and all the stock should be disposed of. It's such a waste of time, manpower, and experimental equipment!"

The assistant's cautious voice came from the other end of the communication line: "Doctor, we've spent thirty million. If we don't continue, then..."

“Give him the thirty million,” Mu Yuan sneered. “Continuing the research would be a waste of money—do you know how much research cost I have to invest every day? I’ve used the most advanced equipment and the rarest materials in the world!”

"Yes, Mr. Mu."

The communication was disconnected.

Mu Yuan leaned back in her chair and rubbed her temples.

I felt a little tired and disappointed.

She had thought Cheng Cheng would be a breakthrough, a key that would allow her to glimpse a new direction in human evolution, but reality dealt her a harsh blow.

The thought of Cheng Cheng coming over to freeload meals every few days, only to contribute a bunch of useless protein, made Mu Yuan feel a bit unlucky.

That's it.

She stood up, preparing to leave the laboratory.