Chapter 1246

viewers in front of countless screens cried with joy.

No need to flee!

Saved!

They are all practitioners! They saved everyone!

In the capital, in a cheap rental room,

a mother with a face full of wrinkles was holding her child, pointing at the screen.

"Yinyin, you must remember this big brother. It was he who saved you, it was he who saved Mommy."

"Mm-hmm, Yinyin knows! He is the Chief Great Hero of Dragon Nation!"

Outside, the sound of horns was noisy.

Countless cars were stuck on the road.

Poor families like them had no way to leave the capital at all.

Once the dungeon fell, they would be the first to die!

At the same time,

in a residential building in Dragon Nation,

a door was pushed open.

A middle-aged woman walked out and knocked on the neighbor's door.

The old man opened the door and pushed up his reading glasses, "Something up?"

"Hehe, nothing much."

"I remember Uncle Lin's grandson is a practitioner, right?"

"These are dumplings I wrapped myself. Thinking we are all neighbors, I came over to share some."

"Just made them, Uncle Lin can take them back and eat them."

"There are some more here, so when Little Lin comes back from school, he can heat them up and eat!"

"Homemade, although not very good, it's healthier than outside food, isn't it?"

"Little Lin's parents died early. It wasn't easy for him to become a practitioner. Uncle Lin, it's not easy for you to raise him alone. We neighbors should help more."

"Then I'll go first. If you need anything, just call me!"

After the middle-aged woman left,

the old man looked at the steaming dumplings in his hand, feeling somewhat dazed for a moment.

He knew the neighbor's personality all too well.

If the door-opening sound was too loud at night, she would run out and yell at you!

If it were in the past,

let alone sending dumplings, if your family was eating dumplings, she would come up to mooch a couple of bites!

The old man pushed up his reading glasses.

What major event happened recently?

Wait for Little Lin to come back and ask him.

A scene like this

was playing out continuously across the Dragon Nation.

The attitude of ordinary people toward practitioners had undergone a 180-degree turn!

In the chat,

those practitioners were still diligently explaining,

as if it were a long-buried fact

that they couldn't wait to make public.

"Like those well-known large battlefields, they are all spaces condensed when Primal Dungeons couldn't be cleared and monsters stepped onto the Blue Star!"

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"Monsters from the Outer Realm battlefields can step onto the Blue Star at any time, so our practitioners have to be on guard and defend the battlefield twenty-four hours a day!"

"And when a Primal Dungeon is cleared successfully, it's equivalent to the birth of a usable dungeon, which is what we practitioners often call 'clearing dungeons'!"

"Without those dungeons, we wouldn't have the resources to resist the monsters for so long!"

""

The practitioner's task is to resist monsters.

They had heard this sentence countless times.

Today, watching the live stream,

they finally knew the risks contained in this sentence.

So,

on the battlefield, are there countless practitioners resisting monsters at every moment, in a life-and-death crisis?

Inside this dungeon were the most top-tier practitioners.

Five died in a short time. If the Chief General hadn't arrived, maybe not a single one would have survived!

What about the battlefield?

What about those ordinary practitioners?

How many people die every day?

They live safely in the city, and the monsters they can see are mostly locked in monster parks for people to watch.

But those practitioners have to live with monsters every day!

For a time,

the chat was silent for a long time.

At the same time,

in the Bear Nation,

"Damn it!"

"Boom, crack!"

In a specially made office,

a middle-aged man smashed the screen in front of him with one punch.

Standing next to him was an officer whose head was hunched into his neck.

"This is what you told me was the way to clear the Brain-Eating Beehive?"

"The Dragon Nation's Chief General went to clear the dungeon, and you want us to follow his lead and clear the dungeon according to his thinking!?"

"Tell me, damn it, how do I learn!?"

"If I throw you in, will you release this kind of heavenly thunder for me?"

"Commander-in-Chief, I don't know either!"

"It's just that the Dragon Nation's Chief General is too unreasonable!"

"Is this still a Fourth Advancement practitioner? Even Seventh Advancement wouldn't be this terrifying, right?"

"Huff," the man called the Commander let out a long breath of foul air, "You're not wrong."

"I don't know how the Dragon Nation cultivated this monster!"

"I remember during the border trial, it was he who killed Lievsky and the others, right?"

"Don't mention him to me in the future! Thinking of him makes me annoyed!"

Just at this moment,

"Bang!"

The door was violently pushed open.

A hurried figure rushed in.

"Commander, Commander—"

The Commander was displeased, "If you can't say anything important, you're fired."

"Commander," the soldier panted, "It's the people from Dragon Nation who have come!"

"They brought the Chief General's summon beast and said they want to help us clear the dungeon!"

"What should we do? Should we let them in?"