Chapter 999: What are you? I am Wang Defa!

The turmoil lasted only an instant.

The vast Central City District fell.

It resembled an apocalyptic scene, blood flowing like a river.

In just a few minutes, casualties exceeded a thousand.

Yet this was only an appetizer.

As the news spread, more and more players would join in.

The Imperial Company's bounty notice—

It killed not only Guo Fan, but also many innocent common folk.

As the arsonist player said.

They do not know Guo Fan's whereabouts.

They only know that this guy holds some extraordinary research results.

If one obtained them, perhaps the clearance gate could be opened directly.

Facing this temptation, they did not lose basic reasoning ability.

More than that, they sought an outlet for venting.

Guo Fan is merely a gimmick, a catalyst.

Players feign this, letting their hair exude the hatred and cruelty within.

He spent nearly a year in prison, during which he played countless Death Games of various scales.

Everyone harbors accumulated repression in their hearts.

Most players finally manage to enter a world that has NPCs.

And this world also possesses considerable humanity.

Why must those who possess great power, following the rules, become Tool Persons?

The strong should have the demeanor of the strong.

The weak deserve to be humiliated!

Who let the so‑called Law Enforcement Department fail to serve as a Monitor?

The coveted superpower is in hand, and the body's quality is unmatched.

Just like villains in movies and TV who gain great power.

For personal greed, disregarding the majority's interests.

In plain language, that is—

"I'm already this strong; why should I obey someone with Unbound Chicken Strength?"

Similar incidents gradually spread to the Lower City District.

In this Three No‑Management Area, the brutality becomes even more terrifying.

Murder and arson are no longer scarce.

Looting and rape have become the norm.

Psychologically twisted players are not few.

Henglan Street.

Seated in the car, Guo Fan watches the distant, smoke‑filled horizon, his gaze heavy.

Explosion sounds erupt intermittently, and screams echo beside his ears.

He clenches his fists tightly, his mind filled with deep remorse.

The driver, noticing his expression through the rearview mirror, says aloud:

"Focus on the present; what's outside doesn't concern you."

"Our twenty‑person team will do everything to protect you, your wife, and your daughter."

Guo Fan speaks in a low voice: "These technologies were originally meant to benefit humanity; that's how I thought at first, and that's what I did."

"But I don't know when everything started to change."

"Technology no longer serves the populace, but is tailored exclusively for the elite."

"They crave eternal youth, they crave Immortality."

"They hope to achieve eternal life through Gene Modification."

"The Lower City District's citizens not only receive no blessing, but also struggle within an increasingly strained medical system."

"I'm just a laborer, unaware of the twists and turns here, only knowing I take this hefty salary and do my own job."

"But now seeing all this stem from me, I feel…"

Speaking that, Guo Fan's face shows pain.

Compared with those who burn, kill, and loot, isn't he also driven by personal greed?

No one is more noble than another.

Thus, the driver says: "Your daughter suffers a terminal illness; as a father, seeing a chance of cure, how could you stand by?"

"You sacrifice yourself for your small family; isn't that also a struggle?"

"Don't overthink; this world never had absolute equality."

"From your perspective it's right, but not necessarily so in the eyes of the Company's higher‑ups."

"Some people are fated for this disaster; even if you hadn't acted, perhaps Zhang San or Li Si would have."

"And when disaster strikes, your family might also perish in the turmoil."

"So… don't think you're deeply sinful; all this is fate's design."

"At least—your daughter and wife are alive and well, aren't they?"

When those words were spoken, Guo Fan's complexion steadied considerably.

Indeed!

No one can predict the future.

He merely opened Pandora's Box ahead of time.

Even if it wasn't him, it could have been someone else.

The emergence of this technology doomed White Bear City to unrest.

Now he can save his daughter; even if he ends up boiled in oil after death, he won't regret it.

As for the innocent civilians…

All we can do is pray they survive the turmoil.

At that moment, the co‑pilot's face suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Watch out, someone ahead!"

The driver fixed his gaze and saw a person standing in the middle of the road, hands in pockets, motionless.

A hundred meters away, he could clearly see the scrutinizing look in the other's eyes.

"They came knocking so quickly?"

The driver sneered, then forcefully pressed his foot onto the floor oil.

"Woom—"

The car abruptly accelerated, instantly reaching 300 meters per second.

Fast as lightning, it lunged forward and crashed.

The silhouette, seeing this, remained unmoved, its eyes flashing with radiant light.

In the next instant, the driver's eyes went vacant, and his hands uncontrollably hammered the Direction Wheel.

"A Le!"

The co‑pilot's complexion changed dramatically; instinctively, he unbuckled his seatbelt and leapt to the rear seat to shield Guo Fan.

"Boom—!"

The car slammed into a residential building, instantly pulverizing and collapsing the floors.

Then it reduced speed slightly and kept charging until it struck a road roller at a nearby construction site, finally coming to a halt.

Even high‑strength metal could not withstand such a terrifying impact.

The entire car suddenly deformed, as if compressed by a hydraulic press, shrinking into a lump.

The engine was instantly wrecked, shrouded in smoke.

"Cough—"

The rear door was suddenly kicked open.

Someone dragged the unconscious Guo Fan, who had been knocked out by the massive impact, out.

He glanced toward the driver's seat and saw the driver's head split open, blood gushing.

He was clearly dead.

The cause was not the impact.

It was the roadblocker's bizarre Innate Talent!

He jerked his head up and saw a rugged‑faced, heavily bearded middle‑aged man charge at him.

"Bold!"

He laid Guo Fan flat on the ground, his muscles instantly towering.

The next moment, his Mouth gaped wide, his Throat rolling.

He then emitted an extremely sharp howl.

"Yi—!!"

The piercing sound wave violently hurled the middle‑aged man away.

In an instant, the Eardrum ruptured, blood spouting from the seven orifices.

The power of the sound wave was evident.

Yet just as he called for a companion, the man miraculously stood up.

He had a needle stuck in his chest, and instantly revived with full blood.

"Primary All‑Round Recovery Injection?"

Seeing this, his complexion grew solemn, and he opened his mouth again.

However, the other party clearly would not give him another chance to unleash his power.

A massive Spiritual Shock suddenly slammed into his brain.

In an instant, his eyes rolled back, his consciousness scattering.

The middle‑aged man advanced step by step, his expression cold.

With each step, the wounded person spat out a mouthful of blood.

When the two drew near, the latter abruptly revived from the scattering.

He looked up at the figure before him, his eyes widening.

"You..."

"Chi!"

White blade in, red blade out.

The Neck instantly spewed scorching fresh blood, and with an incredulous gaze, he crashed to the ground.

The middle‑aged man kicked the corpse and said coldly:

"You what you?"

I, Wang Defa!