Billions of dull eyes stared blankly at the top of the sky, the reasonable but unexpected name.

You should indeed show up, as you had publicly clamored to the world before, but why this is how?

What about the 999 people who disappeared in an instant? Has the world evaporated? Or have you thrown in some nuclear weapons?

On the TV screen, the reporter and the commentator were dumbfounded.

How to say it? What to say?

This strange and embarrassing silence did not improve until information was heard from Eastern Europe.

"Spectators..." The reporter eased his situation. "I received news that thousands of black balls were leaving the Eastern European war zone and were on their way back to the world during their flight. It turned out that the special situation just happened was caused by a collective abstention from humans."

Soon, seventeen black balls appeared over Yanjing almost at the same time.

After landing, the seventeen men and women who appeared in front of everyone present were not only intact, but also had a rosy face and a happy smile.

They squeezed away the crowded medical staff and got together, talking and laughing.

This is not the state of just ending the desperate battle. It is clearly the posture of going to KTV to fight for another battle after having a midnight snack.

"What happened in your war zone?"

The reporter, along with the two commentators, had rushed to the front and asked everyone's most concerned questions.

"What happened?" a handsome young man laughed, "Do you want to listen to lies or the truth?"

"Of course it's the truth!" the reporter answered anxiously.

"The truth is that we hunted around a small village in Eastern Europe. After we caught our prey, we held a harmonious and friendly cooking competition. Finally, we saw that the time was almost over, so we went back to our house and looked for our mothers."

The man smiled cynically.

The reporter's mouth twitched, "Where is the lie?"

"We fought hard and finally won the battle zone!"

The man raised his tone and raised his fists to incite the emotions of the medical staff around him. By the way, he also squeezed his eyes at a young and beautiful nurse.

The reporter and the two commentators, look at me, let me see you.

This lies are more true than the truth, and what is the situation?

"Can you tell me in detail what you did? How did Blood Clothes become the ultimate winner? Have you not encountered creatures of other races in the war zone?"

The reporter did not give up and continued to ask.

"You have too many questions, come one by one." The young man smiled kindly. "The blood clothes gathered almost all the human transformers, and then everyone ate and drank, chatted and fucked, hunted around, and continued to eat and drink. It felt like the time was about to be over, so they started looking for the remaining transformers, and then it was over."

"It's that simple?" the reporter asked incredible.

"How complicated is that?" the young man asked, "Then answer your second question. Do you think we will oppose Blood Clothes? Do you think we are opponents of Blood Clothes?"

The reporter shook his head dullly.

"Will you get rid of it? I'll ask less questions like this that are hard to brain in the future." The young man patted the reporter's shoulder to encourage him. "The last question is relatively complicated."

"Oh? Why?!" The reporter was suddenly excited.

"We did meet other races, including lizardmen and cyclops, and werewolfs, but I didn't see them with my own eyes, as if they all ran away soon."
Chapter completed!