When he reappeared in the virtual world of the Metaverse, Song Ziyu climbed out of the ruins after the explosion with difficulty.

There was thick smoke billowing all around and corpses were strewn across the fields.

Obviously, the missile attack just now caused huge casualties.

Ruins!

Horrible.

Song Ziyu stood in the middle of the ruins, looking at the scene of humanitarian relief being carried out while crying and shouting all around. Song Ziyu was stunned.

On the one hand, everything shown here is so real that Song Ziyu doesn't feel like he is in a virtual game.

On the other hand, the people here are so lively.

Not far away, a father who had just dug out his son who was killed by a bomb from the rubble was holding the mutilated body and crying...

Tens of meters away, a man whose legs were blown off was wailing and crawling on the road. Behind him was a sea of ​​burning fire. ??

Song Ziyu was shocked!

The pain and despair displayed by these people seemed to be more real than those displayed by humans in some of the planes I had traveled through.

Just when he was shocked, the sound of "Ula Ula" of an ambulance was heard in the distance. Song Ziyu took a closer look and discovered that there were doctors carrying out humanitarian rescue in such ruins.

This world does not seem to be in ruins.

Song Ziyu felt as if she was instantly transported back to a long-lost civilized era.

"How can this be……"

Song Ziyu watched it for a long time, and finally sighed to himself.

"What's impossible?" A response came from behind. Song Ziyu looked back and saw that it was Lin who was wrapped up tightly.

"Please, can you please stop being so mysterious? I don't know why I thought you were a terrorist."

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Song Ziyu rolled her eyes at Lin.

But Lin said nonchalantly: "You have to respect the rules of the Yuan Universe. If you look in the mirror, you probably won't talk so much."

While talking, Lin picked up a piece of glass from the ground and handed it over.

Song Ziyu picked up the glass and shook it towards his face, and was of course stunned.

Among the shards of glass, a thin man with a beard appeared in front of him. Judging from the outline of his face, Song Ziyu vaguely felt that this guy was himself, but this big beard had a completely different style.

"Where is this?" Song Ziyu put away his surprise and asked Lin.

"This is the Sharjah area, one of the many maps in the Yuan Universe!" Lin introduced: "This Sharjah area runs north-south, with a total area of ​​about 365 square kilometers and a population of more than three million. It is the Yuan Dynasty

Among the many territories in the universe, it is one of the areas with the most intense wars..."

"This area, in a sense, is a large concentration camp. More than three million Sharjah people were compressed on this land by the hostile Greeks, and they were subjected to brutal racial persecution."

"According to our calculations and research, Xi He uses significantly less computing power on the peacefully developed map. If he wants to put a load on it, he must start a war."

"So, we all agree that this area is very suitable for making a fuss about."

After listening to Lin's words, Song Ziyu thought thoughtfully: "So you are here to start a war?"

"What you said is wrong! It's not because of our arrival that we started a war!" Lin corrected: "Even without us, war is still breaking out here! This is humankind

Even after entering the virtual world, the cruel, treacherous and aggressive character of human beings is still displayed... Our arrival only makes the war more intense."

As he spoke, another missile flew overhead, and the city in the distance was undergoing an explosion.

"What are they fighting for?"

Song Ziyu asked. ??

"Do you still need to ask? Of course it is for the land, living space and so-called religious beliefs." Lin replied.

"It's ridiculous. Don't these guys know that they don't exist?"

Song Ziyu said: "They are just a bunch of floating clouds, why bother."

Hearing this, Lin corrected her: "Song Ziyu, I need to correct your concept. In fact, we are the ones who should not exist here. They are the reality here."

While she was talking, an eighteen-hand jeep parked in front of Lin through the damaged streets and ruins. The man driving the car also had a big beard.

The bearded man shouted to Lin and Song Ziyu: "Get in the car, the great elder has given a mission."

Song Ziyu looked at Lin in surprise, not understanding what kind of opera this was.

Lin climbed into the jeep very skillfully.

"Don't forget our identity. We are members of the resistance organization of the Sharjah people. In this world, we are directly dispatched by the great elders of the Sharjah clan. The Xi Lai people bombed our settlement. It is definitely not possible to let things go.

!I guess the resistance organization is preparing for revenge."

Lin explained: "Get in the car and take you for a ride."

Song Ziyu got into the car happily. The man driving the car was not a teammate from the real world, but he was the real soul of the Yuanverse.

At this time, Muhammad who was driving was chattering incessantly, roughly

This means that this time the Greeks bombed settlements in the Sharjah area, killing and injuring hundreds of people. Everyone was filled with indignation and prepared to retaliate.

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Muhammad's lack of language and organizational skills does not hinder his ability to drive.

In the streets full of ruins, the jeep ran like a dragon. It flew onto the roof of the building several times, and then made an emergency landing without any mistakes.

Soon, the jeep took Song Ziyu and Lin to the assembly point.

This is actually an abandoned supply point near the separation wall.

The Xi Lai people have been assassinating members of the resistance organization at targeted locations for many years, especially the top leaders!

Ninety-nine percent of the Greek military's attention was focused on urban areas, but they ignored the desolate land near the separation wall.

Taking advantage of the darkness under the lamp, the elders of the resistance organization quickly issued a rally order.

Song Ziyu followed a group of resistance fighters wearing various combat uniforms and filed into the temporary camp.

Hundreds of people have gathered here, and the atmosphere is very solemn.

No one was interested in talking, so they started praying individually when they got to the place.

Soon, when the manpower was almost assembled, the elder with gray hair and beard arrived.

Without any unnecessary pleasantries or nonsense, the great elder went straight to the point: "The Xi Lai people have seized our land and want to drive us out. If we don't fight, our race will be extinct."

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The people below shouted enthusiastically.
Chapter completed!