Disaster Strikes

"Listen, people in the Predator's Nest. From now on, martial law will be imposed at the gathering place. No one is allowed to move around at will. Violators will be severely punished!"

"Listen, people in the Predator's Nest. From now on, martial law will be imposed at the gathering place. No one is allowed to move around at will. Violators will be severely punished..."

The shouts downstairs again and again made Chen Mo, who had just calmed down, stunned.

He hurried to the window and looked down.

I saw a team of inspectors stationed at the gate of the Predator's Nest, shouting constantly with loudspeakers between the buildings. In the apartment buildings, densely packed heads stretched out and looked down.

After a brief period of chaotic questioning, the Predator's Nest quickly returned to calm.

Chen Mo sat in the room with a solemn look on his face.

God knows how many days the gathering place will be under martial law. After all, there is no human rights in the disaster world.

He still had some black bread in reserve, so he was not worried. But those termites who were just eating and waiting to die were in trouble. Although the physique of the natural disasterers should be able to survive for about ten days with a good rest in the case of water but no food, the taste of starvation was not pleasant.

But he soon thought of another thing.

If the martial law of the gathering place really lasted for ten days, it would mean that he would not be able to participate in the disaster mission of the gathering place on time in five days.

Frowning slightly.

Chen Mo looked at the big brain silkworm on the table, teasing it instinctively with his hair, and fell into deep thought. It seemed that the chaos in the square just now had triggered the critical value of the gathering place's patience, and began to use unconventional means.

In this case.

Then should he make full use of this time to try to refine a warm sun pill to make his speed attribute value reach 18 points so that he could wear the Star of Glory?

After careful consideration, Chen Mo felt that it would be better to seize every opportunity to improve his strength as soon as possible.

The gathering place is under martial law at this time, which at least means that the gathering place should not launch the doomsday mission in the short term.

After all, according to intelligence, between previous doomsday missions, some prices in the gathering place will skyrocket in a short period of time, and the top leaders will consciously stabilize the prices, so that most people can maintain a full combat state, and then launch the doomsday mission.

Thinking of this.

Chen Mo no longer hesitated, and immediately took out a warm sun pill and refined it in the room.

...

At the same time.

In a secret meeting room in the gathering place, dozens of high-level personnel gathered.

Among these personnel.

In addition to the famous masters in the gathering place and the leaders of large societies wearing the Order Medal, many shadow patrollers and personal guards who are rarely seen on weekdays also appeared.

Here we focus on the identities of shadow patrollers and personal guards.

Shadow patrollers are the strongest public officials in the gathering place, similar to Qinghong mentors, but more senior.

The so-called public officials generally only operate within the disaster world and are responsible for maintaining the normal operation of the gathering place.

The Shadow Patrollers are usually appointed by the God-favored and the Freemen who have received three attentions from the optical computer system. They are the absolute elites in the gathering place and are often tasked with stealing intelligence from other gathering places.

As for the Guards, they are the descendants and forces who followed the Calamity Lord to establish the gathering place.

After all, every Calamity Lord came from the Calamity Lord before establishing the gathering place, and there must be a group of diehards under his command, and the Calamity Lord of the River of Distress is no exception.

"Have you confirmed your identity?"

A cold-faced female Calamity Lord asked solemnly.

She was one of the Guards who was responsible for presiding over this meeting.

"It has been confirmed that, like the previous people, they all secretly participated in the seal exploration of the ancient battlefield more than half a year ago. After returning to the gathering place, they were emotionally excited because of the competition for a piece of sun stone and turned on the burning curse state."

After getting the affirmative answer from the Shadow Patrollers, everyone in the room immediately talked at once.

Burning curse!

This is a strange word for most low-level natural disasters, but for high-level natural disasters who have come into contact with the secrets of the ancient history of the disaster world, it means danger and disaster.

"Although it is an ancient battlefield seal left over from the ancient times, after such a long time, I don't believe that there is still a curse sealed inside. This is a conspiracy!"

"It is said that it was after that war that the disaster world was always at a low point because it consumed too many laws of time and space. It has not been boiling for more than ten thousand years."

"That ancient battlefield is located at the junction of three gathering places, and those two gathering places do not seem to have a burning curse. If it is said that there is no conspiracy here, it is really hard to convince people."

"The harm of the ash world is so long..."

Everyone said something.

And from the information they inadvertently revealed, it is obvious that they know a lot about the burning curse, but they are also very taboo.

"Posha, still can't contact the monarch?"

The person called Posha is the guard who is responsible for presiding over this meeting, the cold woman.

She shook her head.

"Before the monarch left, he told her that this mission was of great importance. She had received an important clue and had to go to that world to confirm it in person. She might not be able to return in a short time."

Posa's tone was very calm, as if she was talking about something very ordinary.

However, every word she said was related to the life and death of hundreds of natural disaster victims.

"For the gathering place, we just need to follow the normal process. The disaster in this gathering place can be rated as a phenomenal weapon level. According to the rules of the disaster world, we don't need to distinguish right from wrong, and we don't need to find evidence. We just need to find the suspected target and confirm the vested interests, and then we can directly apply for the doomsday arbitration to the great evil god of the magic eye."

Do we still have to go this far?

Some people in the crowd showed enthusiasm, while others sighed.

The internal disputes in the disaster world are often more cruel. After all, both sides are natural disasters and know each other very well. In such a tragic fight, everyone is at risk of death.

During the doomsday mission between the gathering places.

Unless you are promoted to the natural disaster lord, no matter how strong a person is, he will be at risk of death when facing a siege by multiple people. After all, each gathering place has a master system, inspectors and personal guards, and all kinds of strange and weird skills that make people hard to guard against.

And for those truly great beings.

There are only a few gathering places. Even if more low-level disaster victims die, it is just a crop of leeks. It will not cause the decline of the overall regional strength. Instead, it can take this opportunity to eliminate most of the gathering place termites who are just waiting to die, freeing up resources and space for new disaster victims.

...

Six days later.

Chen Mo couldn't help but feel fortunate for his choice. The predator's nest has been under martial law for six days, and refining this warm sun pill has an additional benefit, which is to resist hunger!

In this case.

Counting the few breads stored in the room, Chen Mo can still hold on for a long time, at least he doesn't have to worry about hunger in the short term.

But other predators are not so lucky.

Dong Dong!

Accompanied by violent knocks on the door, a heart-wrenching roar came from outside.

"I know you are in there, you bastard, open the door for me, contribute your food, otherwise don't let me see you again..."

Similar situations have become more frequent in the past two days.

Chen Mo just glanced at it and ignored it.

Six days of hunger is enough to drive some natural disaster predators crazy.

Various sounds kept coming from the corridor, and some of them started to attack each other because of hunger.

Some guys left the apartment building like crazy, and were then killed on the spot by the inspectors as if they were suffering from the burning curse.

The rules of the disaster world have always been like this.

...

Two more days passed.

"You bastard, stop right there, don't run, ah!"

"I'm going to eat you, hahahaha!"

"Meat, meat..."

Crack! Crack!

There was a sound of chopping bones in the corridor.

Although I didn't see the picture, just listening to the sound outside was enough to make some weak-minded people unable to sleep and eat. Chen Mo couldn't help but think of cruel scenes in his mind.

But Chen Mo was not worried about it at all.

The door of the apartment building was protected by a ban. Although this ban was not strong, these hungry predators were also weak among the predators.

After a while.

There was no sound outside, so Chen Mo took it as a minor episode. He took out the insect nest and fed the brain silkworm with bullet ants.

If Chen Mo was really pushed to the limit, he would not mind using this insect nest to exchange energy stones for protein.

Since the energy value was -15 during the refining of the Warm Sun Pill, Chen Mo could only summon one bullet ant and then wait for the energy to recover before summoning it again, which was very cumbersome.

Fortunately, the refining process was nearing the end, and he was more and more grateful for his choice.

"Listen, people in the predator nest, from now on, the martial law in the gathering place will end, and freedom will be restored!"

"Listen, people in the predator nest, from now on, the martial law in the gathering place will end, and freedom will be restored..."

Accompanied by repeated shouts, the patrolmen stationed in left one after another.

"Wow!"

Accompanied by the chaotic shouting in the predator nest, a large number of natural disaster predators rushed out of the apartment building and ran to the nearest food synthesizer. Some people even grabbed the survival meal.

Chen Mo, standing by the window and looking down, couldn't help shaking his head.

For those who are really hungry, even a survival meal is a delicacy.

I wonder if those termites in the gathering place will be awakened after this martial law.

After a long time.

As the sound in the corridor gradually stopped, he opened the door and looked outside. The dirty, bloody and cruel scene in the corridor made him sigh.

"Don't eat me..."

A female natural disaster who was walking forward with the help of the wall and was extremely weak, after seeing the energetic Chen Mo, her first reaction was to beg for mercy in fear.

Chen Mo rolled his eyes and didn't mean to explain.

He immediately closed the door again, intending to wait until the warm sun pill in his stomach was completely refined before going out. By then, the gathering place should have returned to peace.