Benevolence.

In the steel jungle, Li Ang, bound and locked by the Heavenly Lock and Rouge Red Lotus, indifferently overlooked the billboard below, which projected a wasteland scene.

The scene fell into an eerie silence, with only the sound of howling wind passing through the skyscrapers.

Francis, the representative of the European Heavy Industries Group in the distance, and others, as if realizing something, slowly restrained the gloating and teasing expressions on their faces.

Li Ang asked calmly, "Which level of the Special Affairs Bureau does this represent?"

"..."

Jian Rushuang took a deep breath and said with difficulty, "Currently... I am still responsible for leading the negotiations."

"Rushuang?!"

Xing Hechou on the street below clenched the bronze shield in his hand with a snap, his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"You?"

Li Ang shook his head calmly, "You can't make the decision on this matter, you're just a scapegoat."

He lowered his head, scanned the devastated street scene, and sighed, "If you hadn't come to disturb me, I could have continued being Li Risheng, maintaining my peaceful life."

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, Mr. Li is being made an example of by the Special Affairs Bureau."

Francis in the distance said with a glint in his eyes, "The Special Affairs Bureau wants to use Mr. Li's case to determine the future direction and lay the foundation, serving as a cornerstone.

Four months of virtual imprisonment, neither long nor short.

Given the Special Affairs Bureau's style, it is very likely that after the virtual imprisonment, they will bow their heads again and privately appease and comfort Mr. Li in the name of a Special Affairs Bureau agent, giving him high compensation.

As Easterners say, this is getting both face and substance."

Francis paused, and seeing that Li Ang didn't intend to speak, he continued, "If they had sent acquaintances or friends to appease and comfort him from the beginning, talked nicely, and proposed the condition of four months of virtual imprisonment, just as an explanation to everyone,

Then, given Mr. Li's consistent adherence to order, it is possible that he would have agreed—after all, four months of virtual imprisonment is only a second in reality, and Mr. Li could treat it as a vacation.

Unfortunately, they missed the opportunity."

Li Ang slowly turned his head to look at Francis, "What do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is that the Special Affairs Bureau has not yet recognized, or is deliberately numbing itself to ignore the most crucial issue, which is,

The future will ultimately belong to the Awakened."

Francis's mouth rose, forming a smile, "The changes of the times will not be shifted by personal will.

Anyone who tries to go against the tide of the times will be eliminated.

The Special Affairs Bureau deliberately fails to see this point for various reasons.

On the contrary, we at the European Heavy Industries Group recognize it more thoroughly."

He clapped his hands, as if he were a Wall Street professional manager, and spoke eloquently, "The European Heavy Industries Group's approach is to follow the tide of the times.

Since there's nothing we can do about it, we simply listen and let it be.

Give the Awakened the resources and social status they want and deserve.

The strong should get more.

There is no reason to cut off the legs of the strong in order to make them equal to the weak.

Fair, isn't it?

Even from a more macro perspective,

In order to better survive the large-scale cataclysms that are bound to erupt in the future,

Cultivating enough and strong enough Awakened,

Is also beneficial to all mankind."

Francis rubbed his hands and smiled, "Mr. Li may have lived in the East for a long time,

So you have some prejudices against us.

In the Special Affairs Bureau's intentional or unintentional propaganda,

Our European Heavy Industries Group seems to only serve money.

We allow those at the top of the pyramid in the old order to transition as smoothly as possible to the new order system—as long as you have money, you can buy the opportunity to become an Awakened, master supernatural power,

Lead the entire family to ascend to transcendence.

And ordinary people who have no money, no talent, and are unwilling to work hard, and are not lucky...

Either pray to gods and Buddhas, hoping that the Killing Game will be kind and reward them with player qualifications;

Or work desperately for big companies, earning contribution points, hoping to turn over one day, become a player, and bring relatives and friends to ascend to heaven;

Or simply lie down and accept their fate, admit that they are mediocre and mediocre, and stay where it's cool. Even if they are accidentally injured or killed by the Awakened in battle, they can only admit that they are unlucky and take a huge compensation.

Awakened who work for European Heavy Industries Group and other large organizations can afford the best legal teams. Their agents have enough time and energy to fight compensation lawsuits."

Francis curled his lips, "I don't deny that the above phenomena occur,

But a true villain is always better than a hypocrite.

At least we have clear prices and sell tickets to board Noah's Ark, instead of hiding and changing like the Special Affairs Bureau."

He smiled at Li Ang and said, "People are equal, but the Awakened should always be more equal.

That's what we at the European Heavy Industries Group think, and that's what we do.

As for the future, whether the Awakened group will go further and seize all power...

I can only say that our founder has already actively embraced supernatural power and ascended to the transcendent sequence.

Mr. Li, as long as you agree to join us, the highest-level Thirteen Council of the European Heavy Industries Group can now open up a fourteenth seat for you.

Massive resources can be used by you, and everything secular must submit to you.

This has been confirmed and agreed to by my superiors."

Francis blinked and tapped the Bluetooth headset in his ear.

"..."

Li Ang's indifferent gaze turned from Francis to Jian Rushuang in the advertising screen, "I want to know what conditions the Special Affairs Bureau can offer me.

Persuasion, inducement, or coercion."

Jian Rushuang took a deep breath, "This incident has nothing to do with other people, and we will never use hostages to threaten or coerce you.

I only hope that both sides can prioritize the overall situation."

"So, you hope that I can consider the overall situation, continue to reason, be noble and righteous, and surrender obediently."

Li Ang slowly shook his head and said softly, "Reasoning is a virtue.

It's just,

I'm a little annoyed."

Boom!

His heart beat heavily, and the invisible air waves shattered the wall glass of the surrounding skyscrapers.

The Heavenly Lock, constrained into a square space, trembled violently.

Zhong Li Mieming's face changed drastically. He slapped his palms heavily and drew more chains from the void to strengthen the binding.

"Red Lotus!!!"

Wang Buliuxing's face changed wildly. The Bi'an armor worn on his arms released thousands of silky red rays, pouring into the Rouge Red Lotus.

Bi'an is the seventh son of the dragon, who can distinguish right from wrong and judge impartially. It is often decorated on both sides of the official hall and on the prison gate. It is a auspicious beast in charge of judgment.

The power integrated into the Rouge Red Lotus does not come from Wang Buliuxing himself.

Rather, it is Bi'an exercising its beastly authority to perform judgments on behalf of the people, gathering the original power of all beings in the mortal world, which is by no means something that mortals can bear.

Bang!

The budding Rouge Red Lotus suddenly bloomed,

A sweet and exotic fragrance filled the air, immortal music played, and red mist rose.

In the mist, the busy life of all beings in the mortal world flashed by.

Tear—

A massive amount of transparent thorns extended from the blood-red lotus, firmly wrapping around Li Ang's body.

Every time he moved, the thorns on the red lotus would penetrate the Mirage Dragon Red Mane and pierce under his skin.

Causing the phantoms of all living beings to flash continuously in Li Ang's eyes.

He is a farmer's wife who died in vain;

He is a worker who was deceived and harmed, and could not get the remuneration he deserved after years of labor;

He is a white-collar worker who was squeezed out of his value and fired by the company in his middle age;

He is an ordinary student who is bullied at school;

Dreamlike images flashed through his eyes,

For a while, he couldn't even tell who Li Ang was and who was Li Ang.

"Don't move anymore! If you keep moving, you will be washed away by the Red Lotus!!!"

Wang Buliuxing gritted his teeth and shouted loudly,

But Li Ang seemed to have heard nothing. He raised his strong arms and firmly grasped the Red Lotus thorns.

Justice.

Justice.

Justice.

Righteousness.

Righteousness.

Righteousness.

Li Ang heard the noisy shouts of all living beings in the mortal world, and the solemn and mighty roar of Bi'an.

Everyone told him that this was for justice.

"You all tell me to consider the overall situation and prioritize the overall situation."

Li Ang grinned, ignoring his blood-stained palms, and burst out all his divine power, tearing the Red Lotus thorns to pieces.

"I am the overall situation!"

His body swelled violently, and countless verdant plant vines extended from his body and limbs, instantly bursting the surrounding Heavenly Lock and annihilating the small Red Lotus.

Bang bang!

Zhong Li Mieming and Wang Buliuxing flew out together, hitting the surface of the high-rise building and smashing out humanoid dents.

Boom boom boom boom!!!

The earth shook, the high-rise buildings swayed,

Under the ground, countless towering trees suddenly grew, easily penetrating the layers of reinforced concrete of all the surrounding skyscrapers, stretching and extending at will.

Branches broke through the glass, red flowers and green leaves fluttered in the wind,

Moss shrubs spread rapidly on the barren city ground, like wildfire.

The mobile task force below watched all this happen in stunned silence.

Thousands of banyan tree branches hung down from the high-rise buildings above their heads, hooking up with the ground, instantly trapping them in it, like birds in a cage.

The steel jungle was transformed into an endless forest.

Several towering trees that occupied the skyscrapers intersected and merged,

Constructing a towering wooden statue, revealing Li Ang's face.

"Now,"

A majestic and loud voice resounded in this world,

Li Ang knelt on one knee, lowered his head, his wooden face condescendingly overlooking the mortals as small as dust, and grinned, "May I ask you,

What should be done to a murderer?"