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Chapter 1211: Choosing Opponents

~7 min read 1,295 words

Noisy and clamorous.

Within the boundless arena of the competition, upon hearing that the final showdown would begin, awakened ones from all major war zones hurriedly used the remaining time to negotiate with the alliance.

Exchanging supplies, trading equipment, swapping skills, seeking cooperation...

The originally unreasonable alliance terms were forced to be accepted.

Equipment and skills that were originally unwilling to exchange were exchanged grudgingly.

Strong war zones cheered, giving speeches at the last moment to boost morale, while weak and crippled war zones showed despair, like stray dogs begging the strong war zones for protection.

They have lost too many people; even the third-tier fighters of some small countries have been wiped out.

They cannot imagine how they will resist the corpse tide and monsters once they return to the real world.

Apocalypse is even more cruel for them.

Undercurrents surged; leaders of each war zone sent people to other zones, trying to win over possible allies.

Every person, every war zone leader, is trying to boost their zone's strength as much as possible, striving to claim first place, or...

Survive.

However, among all war zones that have started moving, only the Soviet War Zone and the Huaxia War Zone remain motionless, staying quietly in place.

Among the war zones, they appear so out of the ordinary.

It seems as if what's about to start is not the competition, but merely going through the motions.

There's no other reason.

The Soviet side has only 100,000 points; after realizing the "charm" of top experts, they strained to exchange more cards and pour resources into other high-level individuals. As for alliance cooperation, it means nothing to them.

The European war zones have been completely crushed; all they need to consider is picking their final opponent.

Even in the minds of many Soviet high-ranking officials, they are happily calculating how much they will gain this time.

With Lei En around, isn't it just a matter of crushing other war zones?

Even if we retreat a myriad steps, their top three are certainly no problem. It's nothing extraordinary that the Huaxia and North American war zones have many third-tier fighters, with Lord Lei En protecting them to secure second or third place.

Losing would be terrible!!

It doesn't exist!

Their confidence in Lei En is almost to the point of regarding him as invincible.

As for the Huaxia war zone, the situation is much the same.

The alien species are confident that no war zone could surpass them, especially after learning of Lin An's strength, they are no longer in a hurry.

Although they are opponents, Lin An will certainly exert himself for his own sake and for the Huaxia war zone.

If a perfect being still cannot get first place, they might truly need to reassess whether Lin An's threat is as great as they imagined.

Under the strange, coincidentally matching thoughts of both war zones, they actually both started to 'slack off'.

And the reason for their slacking off is actually because of Lin An.

"Lin Dui, just now someone from the military came looking for you."

"It was Lihao who led the team here."

"He means he wants to borrow some points from us."

"To lend or not? I think he... is rather pitiful..."

Gnawing on pig's feet, Xiong Hanzi, with oil dripping from his mouth, tossed down the bone and shot to Lin An's side in a swoosh; Zhang Yong, who was also gnawing pig's feet with him, instantly stuffed the uneaten pig's trotters into his pocket in a panic and hurried to catch up.

"Lihao?"

Lin An furrowed his brow slightly, nodding at Zhang Yong as a greeting.

The military wants to borrow points from me, and even sent Lihao?

What, do they think I'm a fool, deliberately letting Lihao lose face?

Heh, not asking the military for points already counts as a favor for being from the same Huaxia war zone. Who knows how many alien species are in the military ranks!

"Tell them, no lending."

"My points aren't many left."

Without the slightest hesitation, for Lin An, his current points are already under 100,000. Although drawing the Rule Fragments five times greatly shortened the time to reach the Fourth Stage and greatly boosted his strength, the cost is even greater than others imagine.

Targeted draws are simply too extravagant...

Moreover, Lin An seriously doubts that the Eternal Body requires too many rule prerequisites; in fact, a common rule system only needs two or three clauses to form a complete rule logic.

The value of cards and Rule Fragments should be about the same.

At most, the latter has greater potential and slightly higher value.

But even a million points can't exchange for a Fourth Stage; just thinking about it feels absurd...

Long An members also need points; we can't just train troops and then watch the elites we fought for die pointlessly, can we?

King against king, soldier against soldier.

He, Lin An, is responsible for dealing with third-tier fighters; the battles of second-tier fighters naturally fall to the Long An members.

"Not lending…?"

Zhang Tie hesitated a moment; in fact, given his nature, he naturally would not lend either.

Who knows if they'd return it if we lent it, and what would they repay with?

Whose points blew in like a gust of wind?

Look at other war zones: some awakened ones would accept any conditions for just a few hundred points. It's said that in some zones, third-tier men sell themselves for 800 each time, women for 1000.

For survival and for their war zone's future, these awakened ones, who are already top-tier existences in reality, have completely disregarded their dignity.

Everyone knows the upcoming final confrontation will only become more brutal; the mortality rate of third-tier fighters will rise to an unimaginable degree.

Washing, is more important than anything.

"Lord Lin An! We will repay, we will repay!"

General Lihao is not the kind of person who goes back on his word!

Really, please help us... General Lihao, he's really struggling...

His face pleading.

Zhang Yong anxiously looked at Lin An, hoping Lin An would consider their past comrades-in-arms and let a little slip through his fingers.

Everyone knows Lin An's points are definitely among the top three in all war zones! And compared to other war zone leaders who have to consider everyone, Lin An's points basically have nowhere to be spent!

To outsiders, the Huaxia war zone should not lack points, but he knows many of the military's Third Rank have not received a single point so far! Not to mention the Second Level brought in!

To concentrate strength, the military even had the idea of 'abandoning' the wounded.

Although their losses in the insect tide were not great, it's inevitable that low-rank Awakened Ones get injured. Behind each of these soldiers, who doesn't represent a family?

If they die here, how are their real-life families supposed to go on living?

Your Excellency Lin An, we really need points...

General Lihao... he's actually injured too... one module of his artificial core was shattered in the battle against the insects.

The military's meaning is to go back and help him repair it, saving points.

But everyone knows that in the upcoming battles, General Lihao will definitely still bear the responsibility of blocking the intermediate level!

He... can't hold on!

Clenching his fists tightly, Zhang Yong felt a heavy heart.

He knew what he was doing... was akin to moral blackmail, but he truly didn't want to see Lihao, respected by all the soldiers, come to harm.

He couldn't blame the military's approach, and even handed over the over four hundred points he'd earned from killing insects on his person.

Serving the country with sacrifice is their duty.

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