Wasteland's Only King
Chapter 347 - 83: Blaze Scouts! Han Ling’s Counter! Above Morning Star, the Fleet Descends! (Part 3)
Hu Lie’s pupils shook violently.
And then.
Han Ling’s next sentence made him swallow uncontrollably.
"Wait until they have almost been subdued."
"Then move against the top five hundred civilizations’ forces."
"Do you understand?"
At this moment.
Han Ling appeared extremely strong and domineering.
But...
When he began planning to forcibly subdue other civilization forces out of apprehension for Yu Jin, thus strengthening the Celestial God Civilization’s fortress legion.
This proud descendant of the Divine Bloodline had already lost.
After all.
The opponent he viewed as a formidable enemy was, at the end of the day, merely a ’new player’ who had been promoted to the Star System Wasteland Server for less than a year.
...
...
Drake-3 Star System Wasteland.
T-1001 Star Realm.
This place, located at the border area of the Star System Wasteland, is desolate and remote with scarce resources.
On the outskirts of the star realm, inside a dark nebula.
An unclaimed barren planet quietly spins in its orbit.
This seemingly ordinary planet actually carries over a hundred million human players from Blue Star.
Morning Star is the name given to this planet by these players.
Morning, symbolizing dawn and hope.
At the same time.
Also corresponds to the meaning of ’Dawn.’
This group of players who logged into "Wasteland" through helmets during the closed beta had personally witnessed Yu Jin returning to Blue Star with fifty thousand people from Dawn City.
They understood clearly the meaning of dawn.
"Five months have passed."
On the Northern Hemisphere of Morning Star, on the vast wasteland wilderness.
A middle-aged couple tightly embraced under the moonlight, gazing skyward.
Their location was a human tribe on the wilderness.
The tribe is not large, with barely over ten thousand people, and its leader is a Tier Four Evolver who successfully awakened back on Blue Star.
Tier Four, in the vast Star System Wasteland, not only is insufficient for a newcomer, but it doesn’t even qualify for the evaluation of an ant.
Yet unexpectedly.
On Morning Star, Tier Four is already able to enter the ranks of powerful beings.
"Oh—"
The middle-aged couple embraced each other, sighed at the starry sky overhead.
"I wonder how Xiaoye is doing now?"
"Is he still safe?"
"Is he still... alive..."
When saying the word ’alive,’ the middle-aged woman’s voice trembled slightly.
Their child, Ye Ye, logged into "Wasteland" earlier than they did.
When faced with the helmets descending from the sky, they chose to wear them, partly with the intention of ’taking care of their child, at least shield him from harm.’
But now?
With over five months on Morning Star, they not only haven’t found their child, but survival itself has become immensely difficult.
"Ye Ye..."
The middle-aged couple repeatedly called out this name in low voices through the night.
Similar scenes played out in various corners of the tribe.
And at the tribe’s center.
As the leader, the Tier Four Evolver youth sat with closed eyes, desperately absorbing the wisps of energy drifting in the air—Morning Star is so barren, barren to the extent that there are no Mutant Beasts or Infected Bodies, but equally barren to the extent that no Energy Crystals can be excavated.
To train and improve, he could only strengthen himself in this manner.
This was to prepare for an extraterrestrial crisis that could descend at any moment.
In the past month.
The number of fortress battleships passing near Morning Star has increased...
"Ah!"
"That, that is..."
"They’re here, they’re landing!"
Suddenly.
A series of sharp cries erupted from outside the tent.
The young leader instantly opened his eyes.
Shua—
With a flash, he rushed out of the tent, looking skyward.
What entered his sight was the celestial vault above, ablaze with vibrant red ’meteors’ in the night.
Meteors?
These were no meteors.
These were...
Fortress battleships of other civilization forces!