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From then on, she knew that it was inevitable to be ridiculed by that dead man.

And the reality was just as she expected, Zhang Jue sighed after taking a sip, and while he was eating, he was feeling weird, making her teeth itch with hatred.

Most importantly, no one told her that sugar should be added to scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Only the devil cares about him!

Yang Xuedou couldn't beat Zhang Jue, snorted and walked away, making him laugh again.

After laughing, Zhang Jue didn't care about being a little salty, and cleaned up the rest of the food.

A few minutes later, he wiped his mouth and asked Smith behind him, "What time is it?"

Smith looked at his watch: "21:[-]."

"It's about time." Zhang Jue nodded, "Gather everyone together, and let's hold a pre-war mobilization meeting."

Two and 10 minutes later, everyone gathered in the large meeting room of the Area114 site.

The three MTF teams of Black Pearl, Yellow Warbler, and Pit Viper, plus the few remaining staff and patients in the site, totaled more than 160 people.

At Zhang Jue's request, all gathered together.

They sat in their seats, watched the oriental man, and walked to the rostrum step by step.

Facing so many colleagues, this consultant named Zhang Jue looked serious, as if the cynical person before was not him at all.

"Everyone."

He spoke slowly, not loudly.

"You probably already know what we are going to face next."

"I guess, you are also ready to sacrifice."

"But I'm telling you, don't do it."

"Do you think it's pissy to do this? It's great? No, no, no, in my opinion, this is no different from being an idiot."

After Zhang Jue said these few words, there was an uproar.

Except for the Black Pearl squad and the three captains who were in charge of security, both the members of Huangying and Viper, as well as the civilian staff in the site, all looked at him in surprise.

They didn't expect that this kind-looking Consultant Zhang would say such a thing.

Sacrificing one's life for mankind is the most basic ethics of a foundation employee.

It can be said that they have always thought this way since the moment they joined the foundation.

Especially those civil servants, if they wanted to leave, they could have left with Angelo long ago.

But they don't because they feel that, at times like these, someone has to do something.

But Zhang Jue completely denied all of this.

Zhang Jue scanned the crowd and continued to speak his words.

"Meaningful sacrifice is called sacrifice, blind sacrifice is called courting death! It's called stupidity!"

His tone became more and more serious.

"If you insist on going your own way and insist on fighting to the death with the Sarkic sect, I will not stop you, but you must know in your heart that in fact, you don't need to do that at all, it's just an excuse for your cowardice!"

"A true warrior must live! Only by living can he make greater contributions to mankind!"

After some foreshadowing, Zhang Jue finally expressed the central idea of ​​this speech.

"You have to live, not die meaninglessly." He said, "Sometimes, living is more a test of one's courage than dying."

"Two hours later, in the opposite city, an evil god will descend into the world. I will not stop you from completing the task, but I hope that after completing the task, you can continue your unfinished business."

"So, I hope you guys survive."

"For myself, and for all mankind."

Having said that, Zhang Jue stopped to give everyone time to think and react.

What he said really touched the hearts of everyone.

After learning that the leader of the Sarkic sect will ascend to the gods, everyone in the site actually has the will to die.

And Zhang Jue's purpose is to let them regain hope of life.

If he tried his best to rescue a group of people who wanted to die, whether they were grateful or not, maybe they would be blamed.

He will not bear this kind of pickle.

His words were deafening and awakened many people.

But the problem now is that even if they want to live, it is not that simple.

They were too close to Alcada City.

The two teams of Oriole and Adder were to stay here until midnight at least.

When they retreated, Ian must have completed the ascension ceremony.

When the evil gods come to the world, they will be the first batch of sacrificial lambs.

However, they didn't know that this was actually the easiest thing for Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue looked at the crowd and smiled slightly: "As long as you want to live, leave everything else to me."

……

23 o'clock exactly.

Midday on the moon.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the ground, a piece of silvery white.

In the city of Alcada.

Countless believers knelt under the altar, chanting the name of the new god.

The bonfires reflected their fanatical faces.

Every prayer of theirs will become the guidance of the new God.

Every trace of their faith will be transformed into the power of the new god.

Nadox, the head of the four Sarkic saints, sat cross-legged on the altar as usual.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and slowly opened his eyes.

Above the sky in the center of the square, a huge figure suddenly appeared. Under the light of the bonfire, it looked mysterious and strange.

The founder and leader of the Sarkic sect, the great magician Ion, finally appeared in front of his followers for the first time.

Believers rushed to kowtow to him.

For this moment, he had planned for countless years.

There is only one hour left before success.

Amidst the prayers of many believers, Yarn's ascension ceremony officially began.

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Chapter 2 Sixty Reasons You Must Stay

After Ian appeared, a layer of red haze rose near the city of Alcada.

The radius of the city is ten li, and the visibility is less than 100 meters.

Considering that it is late at night, the distance that the naked eye can see may be shorter.

If one looked from the sky, the entire city of Alcada was shrouded in this red smog, and no one knew what was going on inside.

But it was also the appearance of this abnormal celestial phenomenon that made everyone who paid attention to this matter realize that Yaen's ascension ceremony had already begun.

The time is 11:30 in the evening.

In Site Area114, the lights are bright.

On-site staff and patients are packing their bags.

The three MTF teams all shrank around the main building, taking turns to guard—by this time, other facilities in the site were irrelevant.

Zhang Jue was explaining the final details to the three captains.

"After twelve o'clock, Kenneth and Strong, your two teams are responsible for escorting those civilian staff and patients, all the way south, leaving this ghost place, Smith, your team started 10 minutes late, and is in charge of the rear."

Zhang Jue put his hands on the table with a serious face. The reason why the two teams were asked to start at a different time was because they were worried that they would be wiped out.

Although he was a human being in two lifetimes, this was the first time Zhang Jue had encountered such a thing as becoming a god. This arrangement could prevent accidents to the greatest extent.

No matter which side has an accident, there can be a buffer time when supporting each other, so that they will not be overwhelmed all at once.

The three of Smith nodded and accepted the order, and then looked at Zhang Jue in unison.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jue asked strangely, "Look at me, did I get rice on my face?"

In the end it was Smith who had the closest relationship with him, and asked with concern: "The consultant, how about you, won't you retreat with us?"

Zhang Jue nodded as a matter of course: "Withdraw, of course, I don't think I've lived too long, but my evacuation time will be a little later. After confirming that you have reached a safe place, I will not leave later."

Three MTF teams are enough to deal with ordinary enemies, but after Yaen ascended to the gods, some unpredictable things may happen. Zhang Jue promised to ensure the safety of everyone, so he must be the last one to evacuate.

With the strength of Advisor Zhang, there is no need to worry about his safety.

Smith did not suspect him, and the three led the way to mobilize their team members for the last time.

After they left, only Zhang Jue was left in the huge conference room.

He crossed his hands behind his head and slowly closed his eyes.

A few minutes later, the door of the meeting room opened, and the sound of high heels sounded.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Zhang Jue knew who was coming without looking.

Yang Xue walked up to him and sat down on the seat next to him.

"I heard from Captain Smith that you don't intend to leave with us?" She asked softly.

"Yes." Zhang Jue opened his eyes, "Let's go together. The goal is too big, and it will easily attract the attention of the Sarkic sect. Breaking it up into parts and breaking through the encirclement is the right move. When you are all safe, I want to leave at any time." You can go."

Yang Xue looked at him and didn't speak.

Zhang Jue chuckled.

The two were silent for a while in tacit understanding.

In the end, Yang Xue sighed: "After confirming that we are safe, will you really evacuate from here immediately?"

It has to be said that after getting along for such a long time, Yang Xue has a very thorough understanding of Zhang Jue, and she can even distinguish every expression of Zhang Jue.

Words can be deceiving, but facial expressions and movements are not so easy—especially those habits that have been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, such as pulling the corners of the mouth, shrugging shoulders, and raising eyebrows. Even Zhang Jue can't change it.

The most important thing is that Yang Xue knows Zhang Jue's usual tricks of deceiving people: what he said is the truth, but only concealed part of the information, but just like this, it will make what you think and what he said are two different things.

Just like just now, Zhang Jue and Smith said that it would not be too late for him to leave when everyone was safe.

In fact, his subtext is that when everyone is safe, he may not leave.

Yang Xue looked into his eyes, "Yan is about to become a god. Once he succeeds, he will no longer be a creature of the same dimension as us. It's not that the Foundation has never contained such creatures, but...the price is heavy..."

Yang Xue was very worried, because based on her understanding of Zhang Jue, even if the other party was a god, Zhang Jue would not retreat easily.

She bit her lip, her eyes were slightly red: "What on earth do you want to do..."

Yang Xue's expression was a little excited. She knew that although Zhang Jue was fooling around, he was never a fool.

If he wants to stay here, he must have his own considerations, but he still can't help worrying.

You know, the other party is a god, no matter how strong Zhang Jue is, Yang Xue doesn't think he can compete with something of that level.

She couldn't hold back her heart, and found Zhang Jue at this time, hoping that he would give up such a dangerous action.

……

Knowing that Yang Xue was really worried about her own safety, Zhang Jue took her hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised in an arc.

"Dr. Yang, you said that gods and ghosts are afraid of wicked people. Even if that sand sculpture of Yaen succeeds in becoming a god, so what? I, the most wicked villain in the world, am I still afraid of him? If I really lose to him, It can only show that I am not evil enough, and I need to work harder."