Civilization Restart: Me, the Plug-in Player

At this moment, Jiang Chen is standing in front of 50 elite soldiers.

These elite soldiers have just been selected. They are firm-willed and absolutely obey the orders of their superiors. Each of them is a good player in the army.  …

"Do you know what you are going to do?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Know!" *N

50 elite soldiers roared in unison, their voices continued to echo in the square, and they refused to disperse for a long time.

"Then do you know that you will surely die there when you go this time?"

"Know!" *N

The voice was still loud, without a trace of movement.

"I'll give you one more chance. I promise as a king that there will be no punishment for those who quit."

When the words fell, the surroundings fell into a dead silence, and no one made a sound for 5 minutes.

At this moment, Jiang Chen's eyes were both relieved and heartbroken.

The next moment, everything turned into a touch of firmness:

"Okay, write a suicide note!"

Immediately, 50 soldiers picked up the pen and paper on the table and began to write suicide notes.

Some of them wrote to their parents, telling them to pay attention to their health after they were gone.

Some are written to their girlfriends, telling her to find a better one.

……

As I wrote, there were tears in some people's eyes.

But when they put the suicide note in the envelope, everyone's eyes became firm again.

The next moment, the belief network suddenly connected, and the eyes of the entire barren country focused on these 50 elite soldiers.

Under the gazes of countless people, Jiang Chen solemnly gave them a military salute:

"You wait with me in the deserted country, the glory will last forever!"

"Desolate country, immortal!" *N

At the same time, in the live broadcast room of Faith Network, dense barrages floated.

The barrage wrote the same sentence:

"Salute to those who died....!".

Chapter 96

Without saying any nonsense, Jiang Chen directly took 50 warriors who had made up their minds and flew to Dragon Ball World.

The recovered Turtle Immortal also followed, but he did not participate in the war, but was preparing to protect the life of Dragon Ball World in the next battle.

When he woke up, he could see it through. The man in front of him was a pure and powerful king, and the other party would only think about his own country.

In addition, the life and death of others, the demise of other worlds, ethics, morality... everything can not bind this man.

The only thing that Immortal Turtle can do now is to save the life of his own world as much as possible in the process of Jiang Chen moving forward.

Very sad, very humble, but also very realistic.

Two days later, everyone arrived at Dragon Ball World.

In the words, sucking the world is just four words, but after he really arrived in the world of Dragon Ball, Jiang Chen deeply realized the horror of these four words.

The sun is bright and bright, but there is no trace of temperature on the body, but it looks abnormally cold.

The breeze was blowing slightly, and a rotten breath spread over the whole body, as if the wind was blowing from the mortuary.

The surrounding material and space are extremely fragile, and ordinary people may not feel any changes.

But Jiang Chen felt like he was walking on thin ice here. The ground where he stood was constantly collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye, ripples appeared in the space, and a slight movement 03 would bring out the slightest cracks in the space.

There are regular lines in all things, and each strand is as fragile and small as a strand of hair.

Without any words to explain, the moment Jiang Chen came here, he understood that this world had come to an end.

What is strange is that in his perception, all the intelligent life in this world are very happy.

The children were laughing, the adults were working hard, and everyone was living and working in peace and contentment, as if they had no idea that their world was about to collapse.

Obviously, the group of powerhouses headed by the Turtle Immortal did a good job of covering up the cruel truth.

So, Jiang Chen turned to look at Immortal Turtle and said:

"You are doing well."

Hearing this, Immortal Turtle smiled miserably.

"Haha... It's just self-deception, at least they don't have to experience the same despair as me when they leave."

Jiang Chen didn't say much, and directly opened a huge space portal according to the space coordinates provided by Immortal Turtle.

Then, he turned around and said to the 50 soldiers:

"Closed perception, from now on, I am your eyes and ears!"

"Yes!" *N

Without any hesitation, the soldiers instantly turned on the first preset switch in the mecha.

In an instant, four steel needles popped out of their visors, poking into their eyes and eardrums.

Jiang Chen couldn't be sure whether using divine arts to block perception could resist the perception pollution of the old rulers, so he simply did it in one step.

Hearing the muffled humming in the mecha, Immortal Turtle's eyes couldn't help but feel a little shock.

He has seen these 50 soldiers, and everyone is in the prime of life.

But now, these young people have not hesitated to destroy their future, which requires more courage than dying.

At this time, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Jiang Chen.

To his astonishment, he found that there was still no trace of movement in the man's eyes.

'Such a warrior, such a country, such a king, may really be able to...'

Ignoring Immortal Turtle's strange emotions, Jiang Chen took the lead and walked directly into the portal, arriving at the star field where the old rulers lived, followed by 50 warriors.

After arriving in space, the soldiers who lost their senses didn't feel anything, but Jiang Chen, who clearly saw the whole picture of the old ruler, his eyes suddenly bulged, and the bloodshot continued to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fleshly body, which was completely transformed by the power of faith, is also distorted and distorted at this moment.

I saw that Jiang Chen's face suddenly cracked with small holes, and the eyes condensed from the golden light were scanning the surroundings resentfully.

The indescribable madness continued to impact Jiang Chen's soul along the perceptual contact, destroying his will.

Even at this moment, Jiang Chen gave birth to the illusion that the large sarcoid that spanned the galaxy in front of him was beautiful.

It was only at this moment that Jiang Chen truly realized the horror of the old rulers.

It is also fortunate that he was promoted to the median god, otherwise he would be distorted the moment he witnessed it, which is more terrible than death.

However, even if he was promoted to a mid-level god, Jiang Chen was barely able to stay awake, unable to fight any more.

But it doesn't matter, as he said, he is just the eyes and ears of the soldiers.

In an instant, the small faith LAN linked the souls of 50 warriors with him as the core.

The messages of countless artificial mosaics were delivered to the minds of the warriors.

"Number 1, move 9 kilometers to the right, and turn the gun in the direction of [-] o'clock."

"Yes!"

"No. 2, move down 3 kilometers, and aim at [-] o'clock."

"Yes!"

"No. 3, move up 6 kilometers, and aim at [-] o'clock."

"Yes!"

……

As the order was issued, the 50 soldiers suddenly dispersed, forming an arc-shaped array in the boundless space, and the muzzles of the guns were aimed at a sarcoid on the body of the old ruler.

Only by converging the attacks to a single point is enough to break through the defenses of the Old Ones and awaken them.

After a full eight hours, Jiang Chen had difficulty commanding the soldiers to form a complete array.

In the end, Jiang Chen took out the gate of the abyss and placed it behind him.

"Everyone, call me!"

In an instant, millions of small [Wrath of Faith] were fired, followed by 50 [annihilation], and finally there were countless magical techniques.

All the soldiers are doing their best to burn their souls at this moment, desperately squeezing every ounce of their spiritual power.

Under such overloaded spellcasting, their souls will collapse in a short time.

But it doesn't matter, because they...

I have no intention of going back alive!

At the moment when all the attacks collided with the huge body of the old ruler, the fragile space was silently annihilated.

Yes, not broken, but utter annihilation.

There was no explosion, and no light was produced, and the attack beyond the limits of the world created pure darkness in situ.

And what such an attack had in exchange was nothing more than a hole in the sarcoid-strewn epidermis of the Old Ones.

To Jiang Chen and the others, it was a giant pit comparable to a planet, but to the old rulers, it didn't even count as a broken skin.

But the slight tingling still woke the sleeping monster.

The next moment, countless sarcoid squirmed fast, revealing trillions of mucus-stained eyes.

The perceived pollution suddenly increased by tens of thousands of times, and the body below Jiang Chen's head was activated into countless little monsters with shrill screams.