Hold on, the system and I have never been angry

The eighteen unfortunate cities selected were ranked from B to F, with a relatively even distribution.

I don’t know if it’s because A-level and S-level are too rare so the probability of winning is low, or if the masked man didn’t put these two levels into the gashapon machine at all, but in any case, they are not in the result.

The cities were destroyed in different ways.

Black hole swallowing, ground cracking and sinking, monster attack, climate change, virus infection, photon cannon, meteorite falling from the sky, seawater backflow, strong acid rain, etc.

In less than an hour, the masked man killed millions of people.

Qiansui took a deep breath and greeted the masked man's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

Lan Jue punched the tree trunk, making a dent.

For the first time, he felt so incompetent.

At home and in the military academy, everyone said that he was a genius because he could fly the Constellation series mecha at such a young age. He would have unlimited achievements in the future and would definitely become a great hero defending the empire.

Only after experiencing all this unexpectedly did he realize that his reputation as a genius was so ridiculous.

How can he defend the entire empire if he can’t even save the people in one city?

Jian Tingzhi, Hua Xi and Zhong Sheng patted his shoulders to comfort him.

Lu Jinzhao crossed his arms over his chest, hid his face in the hood, and tried to reduce his presence as much as possible. He hid under the shade of a tree and released the children who were in the system space. There were already many people nearby, so he did not attract anyone's attention.

"I can totally guess what Lan Jue is thinking." Qiansui stretched out his claws to remove the leaves stuck in his hair and sighed, "I should have known not to come to this little world. It's so torturous. Although we don't have to worry too much about personal safety, this kind of mental torture of being powerless and having to watch so many people die is really unbearable for me."

Lu Jinzhao reached out and held it in his arms, gently comforting it like a human cub: "Don't take other people's mistakes on yourself. It was the masked man who killed them, not you and me."

Qiansui raised his four paws to the sky, revealing his soft belly. He nestled in Lu Jinzhao's arms and waved his front paws: "I understand the truth, but I really feel guilty! I know you are not really that carefree in your heart... When the finale comes, I will definitely make this damn masked man pay the price!"

The masked man pulled out a new capsule toy: "The nineteenth city, number 1999."

Everyone gasped.

City 1999 was the one they had lived in half an hour ago.

Familiar faces were reflected on the screen. Some of them wanted to escape after the results came out, but it was too late.

The barrier was closed and they could no longer get out.

Under the shade of the tree, someone was crying.

The masked man activated the gashapon machine No. 2 and drew out the way they would die.

The final draw: Flame Burning.

Being burned to death by flames while being conscious is definitely a form of torture.

In comparison, the residents of those cities that were instantly destroyed might not have died so painfully.

The masked man threw the transparent capsule toy in his hand into the light curtain. After a while, the entire city of 1999 was on fire, and the flames licked every corner and every person in the city.

The survivors couldn't bear to look away, but Lan Jue kept his eyes wide open, staring at the light screen, wanting to remember every scene of purgatory on earth in his heart.

Qiansui buried his head in his host's chest and said, "I'm beginning to hope that Lan Jue is really the male protagonist. If he is the male protagonist, we don't have to choose other people, and we can help him settle everything quickly without seeing so many casualties."

"I hope so."

Soon, the masked man destroyed thirty cities and announced that the lottery would be opened again in a month. Everyone looked dejected and didn't know what to do.

Now that I have no place to live, I can’t help feeling depressed and confused about the unknown.

They desperately want a backbone.

Everyone looked back and forth between Lu Jinzhao, who was leaning against a tree trunk and seemed to be indifferent, and Lan Jue, who had just saved their lives, and finally chose Lan Jue, who looked more kind.

After all, the man in house number one looks fierce and unpredictable, and he also poisoned them. If they are not careful, they might die in his hands. It is impossible for him to be a leader.

Qiansui scoffed mercilessly: "Look at you, you were so popular in the last small world, why do people dislike you now?"

"I don't want a love that comes with moral blackmail. Do you think being the leader of the Doomsday Team is a good job? I dare say that within half a month, Lan Jue will regret taking on this thankless and crappy job."

"So confident? How about we make another bet?"

"Fine. If I win, you have to wear a maid outfit until this little world ends."

"...I won't bet with you anymore."

It's not a good idea to just stand there. Lan Jue gathered everyone and began to assign tasks: "Those whose combat physique test level on their birth certificates is above B, follow me into the forest to hunt; young and middle-aged people below C level will stay to build wooden houses; the elderly, women and children will go to pick some wild fruits and fetch some water. Okay, everyone, get moving."

Someone raised his hand in confusion: "Why build a wooden house?"

Lan Jue pursed his lips and said, "We don't know how far we have to go to find the next city. Even if we are lucky enough to find the next city, we will just be the ones besieging the city and forcing the people inside to give up their places. Besides, the city is not safe. We don't know when it will be destroyed like today. We might as well consider building a village to resist foreign invasion. There are forests and rivers nearby. You don't have to worry too much about food and drink. Just think of it as experiencing the life of human ancestors billions of years ago."

Jian Tingzhi nodded in agreement. Others didn't seem to have any objections either. After all, staying alive and surviving the masked man's perverted game was the most important thing.

Lan Jue clapped his hands and said, "Alright, everyone, get moving. We need to build as many cabins as possible before dark."

He turned to Lu Jinchao, looked at Yi Yi and Yi Cen beside him, and said, "Please go hunting with us. As for them, they can stay and protect the elderly, the weak, women and children."

Yi Cen curled his lips, crossed his arms and turned his head away, obviously not taking him seriously: "I won't listen to you."

Lan Jue was a little embarrassed.

Lu Jinzhao looked up at him and said, "Let them go hunting with you. I'll stay."

Hua Xi muttered in disdain: "What a coward, relying on a woman."

Lu Jinzhao stopped Yiyi Yicen who was about to take action, and looked at Hua Xi with an innocent face: "You want to, but it's a pity that no woman is willing to protect you. What should I do, why don't you call the police?"

"You seem quite proud of being a gigolo. I've never seen anyone so shameless."

"It seems that you haven't seen much of the world, but today you will see it."

Otsuichi and Otsuzen burst out laughing.

Qiansui couldn't help but rushed forward and scratched Hua Xi with his claws, leaving three long bloody marks from the left to the right cheek: "You Yong, go and send him off, you reckless man. If you keep talking nonsense to my brother Chao, I will scratch you to death!"

Hua Xi was so angry that he wanted to rush up to fight Qiansui, but Jian Tingzhi came out to mediate and stopped him: "Okay, now that everything is arranged, let's each do our own job."

Lu Jinzhao took off the two knives hanging on his waist, took out the cell regenerator and two rings from his bracelet and put them in Yiyi's palm. He explained the general method in detail and said, "Be careful and come back early."

Yi Yi nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll remember it."

Lan Jue assembled a team, including Jian Tingzhi, Hua Xi, Zhong Sheng, Yi Yi, Yi Cen, Shi Feng, and three residents whose physical fitness tests were above grade B.

It took half an hour to get ready and then we marched into the forest in a mighty manner.

The remaining people looked at Lu Jinzhao from time to time, fearing that he would suddenly give them something to do.

Lu Jinzhao didn't even bother to give them a glance. He tried the laser saw and it worked fine. He took off the hooded scarf from his neck and tied it around his waist, turning into a lumberjack.

He couldn't recognize the species of trees, but he knew that the trees in that area were all tall and lush, with straight trunks, suitable for forming the main frame of a wooden house.

The laser saw was extremely efficient, and soon the wood was piled up beside him.

He stood on a pile of wood that was three people high and tied both ends with telescopic cables to prevent them from rolling. He saw several young boys and girls below staring at him blankly.

"Why are you looking at me? There's something on my face. Go do what you need to do."

"Boss, you are so handsome! Prettier than anyone I have ever seen!"

"Boss, you are awesome!"

Chitose began to doubt his cat life and repeatedly confirmed that the training content he set for them was not nonsense.

Lu Jinchao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he asked a few boys who were better at fighting to follow those who were fetching water and picking fruits nearby to prevent monsters from suddenly appearing; the rest of the boys who were not so good at fighting helped to deal with the wood.

The residents who had fled saw them busy and talking and laughing, and they were shocked. The uncle-like man in house number one was actually working?

Could it be that they are dazzled?

Qiansui walked around on the pile of wood, found a comfortable place to sit down, and thought with his hands in his pockets: "Why are you going through all the trouble to build a house yourself? Why not send them away and buy a ready-made one directly from the system mall and let the robot install it for you."

"How dare I spend your money, a money-grubbing cat."

"What? I'm serious! You can't live in a wooden house for long. You might leave someday. Just like the mobile fortress hotel you worked so hard to renovate, you ended up here not long after you moved in, right?"

"The result is important. But sometimes, the process leading to the result is equally important. Have you ever seen anyone who knows that they will die and just goes for it? Aren't we all trying to live and experience all kinds of life? I thought it was fun, so I did it. What reason do I need?"

"Okay, okay, I can't argue with you, keep going. By the way, remember to make me a swing cat bed."

"OK."

Without the assistance of robots, manpower alone is always limited. As the sky gradually darkened, when Lan Jue and his companions came back dragging a deer, a bear and some birds, they had only built three wooden houses.

However, there is still plenty of drinking water and wild fruits.

Even if it is changed to a large dormitory with everyone sleeping on the floor, it can only accommodate half of the people at most.

In desperation, they finally decided to let the elderly and children have one room, women have one room, and the rest of the unlucky people who didn't win the lottery would all sleep in trees or on rooftops.

Fortunately, there is no sign of rain tonight.

So everyone worked together to build a large wooden fence, on which they placed their only self-defense devices, such as electric grids, high-frequency sound waves, etc.

Pray for a good night's sleep tonight.

Lu Jinchao didn't want to squeeze with others, so he picked a tree and lay down on it first, and asked Qiansui to call up all the light screen videos about the masked man and watch them over and over again, trying to find some clues from them.

Chitose nestled in his belly and licked his fur: "What should we do next? We can't really live here until we die, right?"

"Did you notice that the masked man said, 'I have set up more than 3,000 cities in the northern hemisphere'? What about the southern hemisphere? Is it not open, or is there some secret?"

"Are you planning to go to the Southern Hemisphere? You'll have to travel across the ocean, it's very far!"

"To be honest, I don't have any good ideas for now. I'm on an unknown planet, with a dome above my head, I know nothing about the mastermind, I can't get in touch with the management bureau, and I'm not even sure who is the protagonist or the son of luck in the small world. Now I can only take it one step at a time and wait and see what happens."

"It's too difficult. It really makes the cat bald."

Lan Jue and others lay in a row on the wooden roof, their eyes open, not wanting to sleep, yet looking at each other in silence.

It was Jian Tingzhi who broke the silence first. He stood up and put the knife on Shi Feng's neck, "What did you do to Tumenzhen?"

The others were startled by him and quickly sat up. Lan Jue stepped forward and grabbed Jian Tingzhi: "What are you doing?"

Jian Tingzhi shook him off, the tip of the knife sinking a little deeper: "I now suspect that Tumenzhen is dead, and Shifeng is very likely a traitor!"

Shi Feng opened his eyes, turned his head and looked directly at Jian Tingzhi, looking at him puzzledly: "Why do you say that?"

"Don't be ridiculous. Everyone in the capital knows that you two are inseparable! But since you disappeared and reappeared, you seem like a different person! Not only did you not have any intention of looking for him to escape together before leaving the city, but until now, you haven't even mentioned him once. Tumenzhen is dead, right?"

Shi Feng stared at him for a while, then raised his arm and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his clean and white right arm. There was a green light near his wrist that was always on. He replied, "The master is alive and well, he just lost contact temporarily."

Hua Xi saw the green dot and lay down again: "Are you still asleep at this time of night? Shi Feng's mark is still there. What could have happened to Tumen Zhen? He must have been taken away by someone, but they didn't tell us."

Zhong Sheng agreed, "Yeah, that's good too. We can breathe a sigh of relief now that we don't have to serve this psychopathic prince anymore."

Lan Jue took the knife from Jian Tingzhi's hand and said, "You are too tense. Take a rest."

Jian Tingzhi frowned, half believing and half doubting, but still said nothing and lay down obediently with his clothes on.

Qiansui was chewing melon seeds on the tree. "Shifeng is a liar without blinking an eye. If I hadn't seen him blow Tumenzhen's head off with my own eyes, I would have believed his lies. When did you bind that mark to him?"

"I didn't do it." Lu Jinzhao took out the mobile phone he bought in the previous small world. Although he couldn't access the Internet, he had saved a lot of beautiful pictures and offline novels, which were just right for killing time.

"Hey, he took the initiative to bind this to you. I feel a little disgusted. What should I do?"

"It's no surprise that a pet robot raised by a psychopathic prince is also psychopathic."

"How about I tear it down?"

"Not yet. With Shadow Network here, it's not convenient for me to take action if something happens. His fighting ability is currently the highest among this group of people, so it's still useful to keep him. As long as he doesn't affect us, ignore him."

Lu Jinzhao opened a novel about a protagonist's rebirth and revenge, read two lines, thought of something, and frowned.

He seemed to have been trapped in a misunderstanding all along.

No one stipulates that the protagonist must be an indigenous person.

If the protagonist of this world is actually reincarnated, or is a person from another world who has returned to life like in his previous small world...how should he tell the difference?