Buzz!! In an instant, Yan Ming read all the time records of this Skywing Girl's past experiences.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and casually tossed the girl in his hand to the spot.

"...I see."

He not only obtained most of the intelligence about the world.

At the same time, Yan Ming also saw what kind of things the races in this world had done.

However… it’s not their fault.

For the races of this world, they still have two options: kill or be killed. In order to fight for the right to survive, no matter which race they are, they have to fight desperately against other races. This is the only thing they can do.

Therefore, Yan Ming would not say anything ridiculous like, "You actually kill other races."

However, even so—

This is a world devoid of justice, a world where only killing and being killed exist.

It was a world he found hard to accept.

"Humph."

At that very moment, Yan Ming clarified his own thoughts.

He knew what he should do next.

then.

With a simple raise of the blade, Yan Ming unleashed a sharp slash towards the ground.

Boom! The powerful force blasted all the Skywing girls away.

They looked ahead again, but could no longer see anyone.

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"You're back? My Demon King."

Inside the goblin spaceship, Woz immediately welcomed Yan Ming back upon seeing him walk in.

"Woz, change course and head to that human settlement."

"...Are you finally going to have a direct confrontation with them?"

"Yes, but I won't meet with them openly."

Recalling what Woz had described earlier, and what he had witnessed, he realized...

Yan Ming then shared his thoughts.

"The person in charge of them... I want to meet with him."

"Then, I will have a good discussion with him about this world... about the future of humanity."

Volume 7, No Game No Life ZERO: Chapter 296 Ending This Unreasonable Era

After confirming the situation several times, Rick finally believed that the battle was over.

They returned to their settlement and used their enormous telescopes to look into the distance, but found no trace of any race.

Whether it's the Skywing race or the Dragon Essence race, they all seem to have vanished.

They should have been fighting not long ago, and Rick didn't think the two races would settle down so easily.

This situation could result from either the two races killing each other until not a single one is left.

Or—

The only explanation is that they were forced to end the battle for some reason.

First of all, if the Skywing species and the Dragon Spirit species were to fight each other, the aftershocks from their battle alone would be enough to destroy human settlements dozens of kilometers away.

But they are safe and sound now.

Therefore, Rick concluded that the situation was far more complicated than he had thought.

Could it be...?

Did someone stop the fight between the two races?

“Rick”.

At that moment, someone tugged at my clothes.

Rick turned his head, and as he expected, the person pulling him was Hughie.

Once he saw that it was someone he could trust, he relaxed.

"What's wrong...Shubi? Is everyone alright?"

"Well, thankfully no one was injured in this incident... all thanks to Rick..."

"Ha... all thanks to me? I hope so."

Rick knew very well that if this battle between the Skywings and the Dragonkin hadn't been stopped—

Then everyone here will die.

This was something Rick couldn't control at all, yet Shubi was now saying it was all thanks to him... It's really hard to say what.

"Rick... everyone's waiting for you to discuss what you're going to do next."

"Hey, are they already that impatient? Those guys."

Upon hearing what Shubi said, Rick's expression became somewhat agitated.

He and Hugh walked towards their room, but did not return to it.

Instead, they followed a small path, entering from a place no one noticed.

This path... leads to a small cave that is relatively close to the settlement.

When Rick entered the cave, he found it already filled with people.

All of them were people dressed in black robes standing inside the cave.

Rick's expression immediately turned serious, and Shubi also maintained a serious expression. The two of them went straight to the deepest part of the cave.

"...It seems you're all very enthusiastic."

No one here spoke, but Rick could still sense the strong conviction in each of them.

"Very well, it seems none of you have taken my words to heart. In that case... let's talk about what we need to do next."

He took a deep breath and looked at the table.

A chessboard had already been set up there.

This is a chess set, and the pieces have all been placed in their positions.

Rick then picked up one of the chess pieces.

"We have always been just barely surviving in this world."

Humans have always played the lowest role in this world of various racial wars.

"We have always chosen to escape... We keep escaping in order to survive, we gather intelligence in order to escape, we die in order to gather intelligence... In the end, we can't even get the mere end of surviving."

"Even if someone truly obtains the Star Cup, this kind of life will not change. There is no place in this world for us humans to survive. You all understand this, right?"

Everyone responded with silence, which was tacit agreement.

"Alright," Rick nodded again.

"Therefore we must resist."

Bang! He slammed a chess piece onto the table.

“Just as I told you before, we are no longer human… but ‘ghosts,’ ghosts that cannot be detected by any race or anything.”

"Now, as ghosts, we have obtained crucial information: the Forest Elves' 'Void Zero Blessing,' the Goblin Race's 'Marrow Explosion,' and—the Skywing Race, their ultimate trump card."

"Only by utilizing all this intelligence can we make the final plan succeed."

"Therefore, we must do everything in our power and use all available resources!"

As he spoke loudly, as if giving a speech, Rick continued to shout at the ghosts in front of him.

"—Swear an oath of consent! From this day forward, we will all express our beliefs with this slogan!"

And so the meeting of humankind began.

During this time, Rick kept telling everyone about his plan, and the people there all agreed with Rick's idea. They were all people who were willing to give their lives for the future of humanity.

The only person who couldn't understand this was Hughie.

As a machine race, she has always viewed things through the lens of probability.

So she knew very well.

The probability that humans could accomplish these things is even smaller than one in a thousand.

If that's the case... why would they gamble such a tiny probability on their future?

The meeting finally came to a complete end not long afterward.

Rick painstakingly explained all his plans to everyone, and now he was about to put his plans into action.

Based on his and Hugh's calculations, Rick concluded that completing the plan would take at least a year.

Although it feels like a very long time, it is actually a very short time compared to the world war that has lasted for who knows how long.

He breathed a slight sigh of relief and then straddled the room.

"...Rick, are you tired?"

"Yes, I am really tired, Hugh."

A man and a woman were alone in the room, and now they were the only two people left there.

Rick slumped down in front of the stone table, while Shubi gently stroked his rough hands.

"You're probably wondering now why we're continuing even though our chances of survival are so slim, right?"

"…Yes…"

"Shubi, what do you think are the chances of us humans... surviving in this world?"

It turned out to be the case.

Hughie understood immediately after hearing Rick's words.

From a probabilistic point of view, a race like humanity should have been wiped out by the very first day the exhibition began.

However, through their own efforts and perseverance, they have stubbornly survived to this day.

This is something that probability theory cannot explain, because the probability is really small... unbelievably small.

"For us, this is what we call a miracle."

Just like in class, Hughie opened her eyes wide, her gaze filled with astonishment.

"The miracles we humans have created with our own hands—this is the secret to our survival to this day, and it will be the secret to our future victories..."

At this point, Rick's expression turned somewhat somber.

“…Rick?”

"No, I'm fine..."

He suppressed all the weary thoughts in his mind, and then, forcing himself to get up—

That instant.

Standing next to him, Shubi immediately sensed something.

"—Rick."

"Hmm...? What's wrong, Hugh—"

Whoosh—! The next moment, Shubi grabbed Rick's hand and started running.

The two retreated several meters at an extraordinary speed, running directly to the deepest part of the cave.

but.

Even though they were standing in the deepest part, Rick and Shubi could still see other things happening.

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