Fu Yunting froze Chenchen's time.
Neither alive nor dead.
Chenchen's vision was pitch black, and metal fragments drifted slowly all around, very slowly...
So slow it felt like a millimeter moved every century.
She was going mad. How could it be so slow?
"Xiao Nuan, is it ready?"
"Yes!"
An Nuan spread her black wings. In the night, they almost blended into the darkness.
"Everyone, don't fight with full strength. The most important thing is spectacle!"
Hai Changfeng and Lü Tian charged forward with their lightsabers.
Lin Shui's thunder dragon was all bark and no bite. It looked impressive on the outside, but its voltage was lowered, and it was hollow inside!
"Kill them all!"
"Ah, I'm injured!"
"Watch out, I almost got scratched by a claw!"
"You little punks, come at me, grandpa will kill you!"
The battle between three thousand people and tens of thousands of zombies was broadcast live for an hour and seen by everyone in the city.
Cloud Peak Building, four walls, a giant screen showing the live broadcast!
Almost all the survivors in the city came out to watch.
"No wonder the number of zombies has decreased recently. So they were all wiped out by them."
"Good heavens, that's tens of thousands of zombies. If they had attacked us, who could have held them off?"
"Heh, let alone tens of thousands of zombies. Look, there are Rank Six ones inside. If just two Rank Six ones came, all of us would be finished!"
A chill ran down everyone's spines.
There were few Rank Six ability users outside, and Rank Five were treasures.
Even though their total numbers were much larger than those in the community, individual groups didn't necessarily help each other.
When trouble arose, it was good if they didn't add insult to injury, who would care about the lives of others?
But they did care.
Tens of thousands of zombies wouldn't have just wandered over naturally; they must have been guided.
"Who was it that said Nuan Yun Community was strange and that zombies never attacked them?"
"Yeah, who spread that rumor?"
"This is damn harder than waves of attacks. This is a city massacre!"
"If they weren't blocking them, it's likely the city would have been massacred."
"Heh, then we would be the ones massacred..."
The survivors fell silent.
Some people, watching the battle on the screen, actually cried.
"Good people, truly good people! I actually misunderstood them before and even wanted to throw explosive feces at their community. I was so wicked!"
"I also thought about dumping trash into their community."
"I even cut off the water supply to their planting base."
"Damn, how could you be so wicked?"
"Ah, I know I was wrong. I'll never cause trouble again. I'll dig earth for them for free, is that okay?"
"I won't cause trouble anymore. From now on, they are my gods!"
"Who wants you, a weakling, as their god? If there's one, it should be me!"
"It's me!"
Nan Menying stood at the top of Cloud Peak Building, large beads of sweat dripping down her forehead.
Chen Wenjing patted her back reassuringly, "Are you alright? Just hold on a little longer, it'll be over soon."
Nan Menying smiled, "I'm fine, just a little tired. I can still hold on."
"I just didn't expect it to be so tiring even with the amplifier and disperser."
"After all, there are still millions of survivors in the entire city. To invade most of their minds and implant suggestions, it's not a physical task!"
Nan Menying smiled.
Without Chen Wenjing taking the lead, no one could have convinced her to do such a dangerous thing.
If someone's abilities were to counter theirs, they might get trapped within the mental environment.
Nan Menying wouldn't risk doing this to anyone else, only Chen Wenjing could make her feel at ease.
"It'll be over in a little while."
Nan Menying smiled, "When this is over, let's take Xiao Long out for a stroll. There should be quite a few safe places in the city where we can drive around."
"Okay, Xiao Long will definitely be happy."
Chen Wenjing closed her eyes and continued to broadcast signals to those around her.
The survivors were crying, some from being moved, others from hating their past wickedness.
Suddenly, everyone became morally good people.
"Look, that snake appeared out of nowhere. It looks like an异种!"
"And zombies! Look, they're talking to the zombies."
"Heavens, I heard before that they kept zombies. Is it true?"
"Nonsense. Does what you see here look like captivity? Which captive wears such nice clothes and has such clean faces? I feel like... they're like companions."
Fu Yunting was communicating with Zhai Yan, asking him to block the fleeing zombies with his tail.
Zhai Yan immediately complied, waving his palm and corrupting a large group of zombies.
"They can communicate! And they're very obedient!"
"Heavens, how are they so powerful!"
"God, they must be gods! Only gods can wield such divine power!"
The priests of several cults knelt down.
Everyone felt that what was said made sense.
Besides gods, who else could get along well with both zombies and 异种?
They had never seen it!
A spark of hope quickly spread in the hearts of the survivors, igniting from a small ember into a raging fire.
Unexplained worship suddenly became mainstream.
Chen Wenjing: "Alright, we can wrap up!"
Nan Menying let out a long sigh.
They planted and guided, and the seeds would grow on their own.
It was just that the growth rate was faster than she had expected.
In just a few minutes, the survivors regarded the community as divine.
An Nuan really couldn't hold on any longer.
What could have been resolved in ten minutes had dragged on for an hour and a half.
The spectators weren't tired, but she was tired from performing.
An Nuan whispered, "Fu Yunting, can we finish now? I can't hold on much longer."
An Nuan's tail swept out, and a row of zombies were decapitated.
She killed them without even using her spatial powers.
Fu Yunting also whispered, "I think it's about time. Hai Changfeng, what do you think?"
"I think it should be enough. Looking at the footage from Er Shao, the effect has been achieved!"
Hai Changfeng hid in a corner where he couldn't be seen, secretly observing the survivors' reactions.
An Nuan: "Okay, then let's have a grand fiery cremation."
Qin Mu, Mu Yu, and Song Yan all smiled.
Three flames of different colors twisted into a magnificent fire dragon.
Lao Niao excitedly shouted, "Beautiful! Let me join in too! I'm also fire element!"
"Brother Niao, don't mess around. We've coordinated. If you mess up the proportions, be careful of an explosion."
Lao Niao was a little disappointed.
He came to his nephew's place to contribute, thinking it was a tough battle, but instead, they had been performing kitten-paw punches for over an hour.
It was truly disheartening!
Song Yan smiled, "Next time, we'll definitely bring you along!"
The fire dragon had already rushed out and swept across the battlefield.
Lao Niao pursed his lips, his eyes drooping, giving him a pitiful look.
"Really?"
"Yes, it should be soon."
In a couple of days, they were going to develop a piece of wasteland and would need black fire and nether fire to burn away miscellaneous things.
Having an extra helper would be good!