Chapter 221

An hour later, the night in Azeria was still quiet, with the occasional group of late players wandering the streets. The moonlight shrouded this quiet city, with no dazzling neon lights and no noisy noise. The night in this game world is full of tranquility and peace.

A tower in Azeria, the last time I visited with a low-key great man, also helped him open the inheritance here.

The evening wind in early spring was still a little cold, and it was a little desolate as it stroked Lan Feng's hair.

"I'm back, is everything going well?" Lan Feng said lightly.

Lying on the edge of the fence, quietly watching this game town, the beautiful night is very intoxicating. He held a wine glass in his hand, which contained the old wine of the dwarves. Lan Feng could not taste red wine, so he drank the white wine of the dwarves directly.

There is also a slight aroma of wine on the tower.

"Except for that little accident, everything went well." The figure of Qingbupao appeared behind Lan Feng.

"Drink?" Lan Feng handed over a wine glass with his hands behind his back, which was filled with Baihua Brew from the elves. The fragrant breath spreads out, and the rustling evening wind does not blow away.

After a moment of hesitation, the figure in the green cloth robe took the drink.

"You still like to drink so much, no matter what kind of drink." The magnetic voice of the figure of Qingbupao was still the same mechanical tone, and there was no change in it.

"Yeah, it's hard to change this habit, especially in this game that can regulate physiology, no matter how much you drink, it's fine." Lan Feng said lightly, still not looking back.

He just took a sip of wine and continued to stare at this beautiful night city.

"Similarly, you're still too lazy to make tea." There was a slight emotional fluctuation in the magnetic voice.

Lan Feng's body also stiffened slightly.

"Yeah, I'm still so lazy, I really hope... I can stay lazy forever." Lan Feng's tone seemed to be sighing, with a hint of sadness.

"Are you going to take another shot? Interfere in this world." The figure of Qing Bupao, holding a wine glass, walked to Lan Feng's side, lying on the fence with him.

Through the light under the tower and the moonlight, I could clearly see the hand holding the wine glass.

"I don't know..." Lan Feng said sadly, looking at the night city, his eyes gradually became confused.

"Do you regret it? Tell me to steal this information." The figure of Qingbupao took a sip of Baihuajiu, and this time, she could see her charming red lips.

She is a woman.

"Do you regret it... that's it..." After Lan Feng finished speaking, he raised his head and took a sip of wine, which gradually became heavier.

"From the moment I knew Jingshen planned on me, I had a premonition that she would not disturb me for no reason." Lan Feng still looked at the night in this small town, but his eyes were scattered and not focused at all.

"So you escaped and hid in the deep mountains and forests, but why did you come back?" The magnetic voice of the blue cloth robe figure was no longer concealed, and the tone of the female voice could already be heard, and at the same time... Emotional, no longer mechanical...

"Yeah, why am I back..." Lan Feng was disappointed, he didn't know either.

Because with Bai Sakura, isn't it a promise? Is it because of the communication Lanxue gave him? Or the feathers entrusted by the Garuda Peng bird?

He doesn't even know...

"Eighteen years ago, astronomers announced that they have found a planet suitable for human habitation. It can be self-sufficient, and it will not rely on the broken earth like the moon base. That is the hope of mankind."

The figure of the green cloth robe began to narrate.

"But so far, the exact location of the planet has not been given, nor has any data on the planet been revealed. If it wasn't for the frantic competition for the resources needed by space immigrants, the public would doubt the existence of this 'planet'. authenticity."

"Because they are madly competing for resources, we have no doubts, we all think that planet is the last hope of mankind..."

The figure of Qingbupao silently stopped the narration, and the hand holding the wine glass couldn't help but tighten tightly, almost crushing it.

"But we only now know that the place we went to originally had the existence of human beings. But they don't want the old and the sick, and even the 300 million people in the fleet will not receive all of them. They only need the …”

"One hundred million!"

"Crack!"

The wine glass was crushed, but it was not the figure of Qingbupao, but... the wine glass in Lan Feng's hand...

Lan Feng lowered his head and couldn't see the expression on his face at the moment, but he could clearly feel his anger at the moment, and... sadness...

"200 million... 200 million people..." Lan Feng lowered his head and whispered through gritted teeth.

The glass slag in his hand was tightly held, and blood even flowed from the palm of his hand. The scorching blood did not make Lan Feng feel a trace of warmth, only... sadness...

"Even if the spacecraft has enough food and oxygen, the 200 million people who are not selected can only survive in space for a few years at most! It's better to stay on Earth!"

"boom!!"

Lan Feng's hand hit the railing with a heavy hammer. If his right hand had not been sealed with power, the railing might have been shattered.

"The earth can last for at least 20 years. Even if the last people kill each other for survival, the most can live for 20 years!"

"But in this space, even if you find a planet that barely survives to build a base and create a pseudo-ecosystem, you can last a few years! The bastards of the United Nations! bastards! bastards!!!"

"Ding ding ding..."

Lan Feng suddenly smashed the broken glass slag in his hand on the wall of the tower, the glass slag slipped and made a ding ding sound...

"Huh...huh..."

Lan Feng gasped heavily, lowered his head even though he couldn't see his expression, but he could still feel endless anger!

Lan Feng is only angry now, he can't do anything, the figure of Qingbupao is also watching anxiously, can't do anything...

The top officials of the country, those guys in the United Nations, knew this for a long time, and they still started the war. Lan Feng has also guessed the reason, using war to reduce the population, so that the remaining people can have more - ecological resources to live a few more years, the most important thing is to select qualified people at the same time, enter this game, participate in the competition, and finally Get the right to continue living.

Nothing wrong with everything, but...

But they concealed this matter and did not tell any organization, any family, any public...

They don't even have a choice! Everyone was silently arranged, and everyone who entered the game even thought that there would be a wonderful new residence to welcome them!

Every time Lan Feng passed the street, he would basically hear the players talking about it. How beautiful this game world is, how long they are for their new home, they even want to stay in the game all the time, or want to get to the new home sooner.

But now...everything is getting so ridiculous...

Because...there can only be one-third of the people...

"Although after all these years of war, heavy pollution weapons have not been used on the earth, the remaining people can live for a few more years. And those who come to the game have even been secretly selected by the country, and they are all qualified. Better, even if you fail, you can live in space for a long time..." Lan Feng said in a depressed mood.

"But what's the difference between these and waiting to die!" In an instant, his emotions became excited.

"Then everything I did in those years! What is it! It doesn't have much effect at all!" Lan Feng lowered his head and roared in a low voice.

"Why doesn't it work! If it weren't for you, more people would die! At least there are still many people alive on the earth, didn't you say that as long as you are alive, there is still hope." The figure of Qingbupao stepped forward and comforted him. .

"There is hope in living... Hehehe..." Lan Feng laughed suddenly, but there was no joy in it, some were only sad...

"There is hope in life, but there are only so many resources. One person can live for twenty years, two people can only live ten years, and four people can only live five years. There are only so many resources, how many people live, and die. How many people... and what a difference, those resources are only enough for the 200 million people in the game to live for so many years..." Lan Feng said sadly.

"People on Earth can live for a maximum of twenty years. What about the people in the game? They only have so many resources, and if no one dies, they can only support a little more than ten years at most."

"Why don't you give people the chance to choose, why don't you give them the chance to live for 20 years, or to gamble in the game to live for 10 years or to live forever!? Just because the people over there only require good qualifications, Do you just choose by yourself? Isn’t the person with poor qualifications not a human!?”

Lan Feng's anger couldn't be further increased. He panted heavily. If he hadn't used hacking technology to block the sound here before he came, Lan Feng's shouting would have been heard by the passing players.

The figure of Qingbupao stood silently by the side, and she couldn't say it at this time, maybe there were also difficult words there. What is the difficulty of accepting more than 200 million people? Is the place really that small?

After a while, Lan Feng gradually recovered from his anger and raised his head.

Turning around and coming to the railing, he continued to look at the night city. The cold night wind made Lan Feng sober a lot.

"Try to get the highest achievement in the game. It refers to the comprehensive ranking of combat power. Only the first 100 million people are needed. Now it seems that it doesn't matter if the people know it sooner or later. Anyway, riots are a matter of time, because they enter the game. From the beginning, they had no choice."

Lan Feng said indifferently, trying to keep himself calm.

"Yes, from the perspective of the plan, it should be after a large event in the game to tell the players that it is really like." The figure of Qingbupao said.

"Then even if you don't do anything, it shouldn't matter much, but what are you...what are you thinking?" The figure of Qingbupao asked uncertainly.

"I..."

Lan Feng glanced at the night sky, and the small city under the night sky, and said nothing for a long time...