Chapter 220: Rendezvous

“Name: Hungry Ghost Shara, fifth-tier strength. Interesting.” Kamiyu observed the person’s somewhat unrestrained and unruly appearance. He looked like the type who, in certain cultivation novels, believed he was the protagonist from birth.

Seeing his arrogant, domineering manner and haughty demeanor, Kamiyu felt deep disdain. “Someone like him deserves severe punishment, to be taught a lesson about how there is always someone better, and skies beyond the skies.”

She placed her finger on the tablet, swiping and adjusting until it focused on the endless clone legion.

“Who are these people? Why do they all look the same? And judging by their appearance and aura, their strength shouldn’t be underestimated,” Xiao Zhong asked intently, staring at the screen.

Before Kamiyu could use her Appraisal Skill, Mephisto interjected, “Oh my, has Fear Emperor’s revival stage reached the very brink? He’s even unlocked the Ability Fruit?”

“Explain in detail,” Kamiyu urged.

If Fear Emperor revived, her enhancement plan would have to be accelerated. More people would need to be sent to mine and level up, to improve the strength and defensive capabilities of the Sanctuary.

Hearing this, Jack instinctively clenched his fist.

Xiao Zhong pursed his lips, contemplating the planning and coordination needed for the next steps.

Mephisto spoke unhurriedly, “One major reason Fear Emperor can bewitch people’s hearts, making them willingly die for him, is his ability to produce Ability Fruits.

It was the same a thousand years ago. This arrogant fool used the methods of charlatans to seize the imperial throne. Then, to grow stronger, he employed various means to turn the Crimson Earth upside down, causing the deaths of hundreds of millions of humans.”

“Don’t bring up those old stories; they’re ancient history,” Kamiyu complained.

“You youngsters nowadays just don’t understand,” Mephisto said. “Fear Emperor’s Ability Fruit can brainwash and control people’s minds. After eating it, they become his slaves. So it’s not an Ability Fruit at all—it’s a Slave Fruit.”

“Look at those fools who ate the Slave Fruit and thought they had attained enlightenment. If Fear Emperor tells them to go east, they go east; if he tells them to go west, they go west. They’re even more disgusting than Aberrant Beast Demons,” Mephisto said disdainfully.

At least Aberrant Beast Demons act on appetite, but these slaves act on Fear Emperor’s desires. They can’t even be called human anymore.

“Are they strong?” Xiao Zhong asked worriedly.

“Absolutely obedient, never rebellious, devoid of personal will—no wonder Fear Emperor’s slave army was able to sweep across the Crimson Earth a thousand years ago,” Jack pointed out the key issue.

“Oh, when an army follows orders without question, even at the cost of their lives, it becomes invincible,” Xiao Zhong suddenly understood.

Mephisto added, “Hehehehe, now you see Fear Emperor’s strength. He uses the lives of others to achieve his ambitions. In this regard, throughout eternity, he is the first. Even we Demon Kings have to learn from him. Those from Heaven and Hell only later came up with things like Altars and statues.

Moreover, each of these Slave Fruit slaves has strength between the fourth and fifth tiers.”

“What? Fourth-tier strength?” Xiao Zhong exclaimed in surprise.

Kamiyu quickly swiped her finger, zooming out the image. “There are about two to three hundred thousand Slave Fruit slaves here.”

“Hehehe, but if we all mobilize, just the 10,000 Ability Fruit slaves alone could flatten this place,” Mephisto said.

“This is difficult,” Kamiyu felt as if something was stuck in her heart.

Right now, there were only 175 Magic Cannons, firing one shot every 10 seconds—far from enough to handle that many.

“The number of Magic Cannons is too few, and the Magic Artillery Shells are also insufficient. We are severely lacking in firepower,” Kamiyu said.

“I’ll lead a team to grind dungeons and set the difficulty to the highest,” Jack said, taking the lead.

Xiao Zhong immediately began arranging personnel. There was no time to dawdle any longer. Except for players without combat talents, everyone had to go dungeon grinding, and the second and third mines also needed to be developed.

Kamiyu nodded and said, “Xiao Zhong, you arrange the personnel. I’ll craft equipment for you.”

Now was not the time to hoard materials or focus solely on personal development. The Sanctuary and the players within it were all considered part of her own strength.

She couldn’t just be strong alone; she had to “enhance” these players.

Soon, the Core Zone square below the apartment building was filled with over 300 players.

Whispers and murmurs of discussion filled the air.

“Is the situation really that urgent?”

“I’m a bit scared. Are tens of thousands of Fourth-Tier Ability Users going to attack us?”

“Is this Sanctuary reliable? Should we flee?”

“Shh, don’t disrupt morale.”

“What’s there to be afraid of? At worst, we’ll die together,” a passionate classmate said.

Seeing these players, Kamiyu felt mixed emotions. Facing hardship, the desire to escape was human nature. She was not the Fear Emperor, nor would she imitate him.

Kamiyu stepped onto the high platform and said clearly, “I won’t give any emotional or stirring speeches. What I want to say is that everyone shouldn’t be afraid. It’s just a few hundred thousand Fourth-Tier Ability Users. As long as we unite, fulfill our respective tasks, and take responsibility for our roles, our survival is in our own hands.

But I guarantee that as long as I, Kamiyu, am here for a day, this Sanctuary will not fall.”

Concise and clear, without lengthy speeches or deception, Kamiyu spoke the truth, saying exactly what was on her mind.

If everyone did their part, like the components of a mechanical clock, Longming Sanctuary would surely operate stably and protect everyone.

Xiao Zhong chimed in, “Miss Kamiyu is right. We must take control of our own fate and not wait to be slaughtered. We have now become players, with the ability to change our environment. We can no longer escape; we must step forward and carve out a path forward with our own hands.”

“Miss Kamiyu has already created excellent conditions for us. The 50 players who went to the Stadium mine earlier have already leveled up to 12, and Chu Feng, Dunzi, and Ji Yue have all reached level 18. As long as we continue to follow Miss Kamiyu, everyone will surely achieve even greater results.”

The players below the stage were stirred with passion. Kamiyu raised an eyebrow—this Xiao Zhong was impressive, improving very quickly. Previously, he had been the timid, obedient student type, but now he could speak boldly and rally people’s hearts.

“That’s right, I don’t want to be pinned down and killed by Ability Users anymore.”

“I don’t want to live in fear every day either. I want to become stronger.”

“I want to avenge my girlfriend. Let me fight.”

Kamiyu also took the opportunity to say, “The next plan is very important. Everyone needs to level up in the mining area instance dungeon, led by our Jack. He guarantees no one will die, so you can level up smoothly and collect all the Magic Crystal Ore and other materials back to our Sanctuary.”

“Great!” “We support it!” the classmates agreed one after another.

As soon as she finished speaking, streaks of meteors lit up the sky.

“What is that?” “A group of people riding Flying Horses?” “The person at the front has a cross-shaped banner behind them. Are they on our side?”

Seeing Li Changde and his hundreds of people descending from the sky, Kamiyu smiled and said, “You arrived just in time.”