Published: February 10, 2025
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"Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers in the world~~"
Watching the footage returned by the Jingjue Floating Sphere, Haman Dan remained silent for a long time.
This was the brother who had snatched his Star Spirit, occupied his base, and constantly suppressed him, taking away more than half of his subordinates. They were half-brothers but had been in a competitive state since childhood, not particularly amicable.
However, seeing the live broadcast, Haman Dan fell silent for a moment because it was clear to anyone that the situation for humanity wasn't looking good. Many had already started breaking through from various directions.
One could say they were running away.
In the apocalypse, the struggles between people might allow some to survive as long as they were willing to give up something—be it dignity, soul, or just a bit of luck—to continue living, regardless of whether their future life resembled that of a human or a dog.
But when faced with mutated life forms, survival becomes a luxury. These beings would not accept surrender; they would only devour you, turning you into their evolutionary energy.
Now, in the target camp, this was the situation.
"Ye…"
"I won’t save them."
Ye Zhongming interrupted Haman Dan's words, knowing that Haman Dan wanted the Cloud Summit warriors to take action.
There were at least tens of thousands of sand-type monsters surrounding the camp. The Cloud Summit Villa could defeat them, but it would come at a considerable cost. Ye Zhongming did not think there was anything here that would lead him to make such a decision, not even for the Star Spirit.
Moreover, anyone who possessed a Star Spirit would inevitably die in the end; at that point, it would not be too late to take action.
Haman Dan pinched his fingers and said softly, "But these people are my best subordinates. I know you might not understand our customs, but the truth is, these people are also my subordinates."
Ye Zhongming raised an eyebrow and continued to watch the footage.
This showed that he had rejected the proposal.
What the apocalypse lacked the most was people, yet what was abundant was also people.
In fact, to some extent, Ye Zhongming did not regard those who were not his subordinates as particularly human.
Perhaps this was a remnant of living for ten years in his past life.
Seeing that Ye Zhongming remained silent, Haman Dan sighed inwardly. He knew that what he had given Ye Zhongming before was already his limit; anything else he could offer was merely for his own survival. At this moment, he could not obtain Ye Zhongming's promise without paying a price.
He could only send people out to gather the fleeing soldiers around, hoping to preserve some strength.
This human camp was large. Even though it had been under attack for an unknown period and was beginning to show signs of collapse, there were still more than five thousand humans visible fighting. However, their average evolution level was insufficient to contend with these sand-type monsters.
However, humans who understood that there was no room for compromise with mutated life forms, once they found themselves with no way to escape, could unleash a powerful counterattack fueled by desperation. They used their lives to inflict massive casualties on these enemies.
Ye Zhongming watched the images, filled with doubts.
Why were these sand-type monsters attacking the camp? Why not zombies or other mutated life forms?
Didn’t Haman Dan say that these sand-type monsters would not actively move in the desert? What he had encountered before had confirmed this.
But what was happening now?
Due to the appearance of the sand-type monsters, the West Asians had avoided those fake roulettes while establishing gathering points, meaning they should be at a certain distance from these monsters. So how had they been attacked?
Ye Zhongming thought for a moment and had a vague suspicion.
Could it be… the Star Roulette's mother disk was responsible?
If that were the case, then… did this special roulette possess intelligence?