Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

On December 14th, at 9:32 AM, a piece of news spread like a plague throughout the entire Second District.

The four Revivers of the New World struck again, wiping out City 167. All teachers and students of An Tai Academy perished, including the Dean of the Twelve Prohibitions.

As soon as this news broke, the Second District was in an uproar, with everyone feeling insecure. The citizens flocked to the train stations in their respective cities, wanting to go to cities where top academies like the War Academy, the Long Night Academy, and the Chang Wu Academy were located—all for the sake of survival.

"Are they crazy! In less than twenty-four hours, they killed another member of the Twelve Prohibitions and slaughtered an entire city!!!"

In the council chamber, Zhou Luan slammed the white paper document in his hand onto the table.

The subordinates lowered their heads, not uttering a word, just like last night.

"Damn it, they want to fight, don't they? Then let's fight!"

Zhou Luan's eyes were filled with killing intent. He turned to look at Deputy Minister Guan Qian: "Restart the New World Disaster Purge File. Mobilize all combatants in District Two to search for traces of New World members. As long as they are discovered, purge them all!"

Guan Qian looked embarrassed: "Minister, this… this is too serious!"

Zhou Luan added: "This purge operation will last for a month."

He wasn't a fool. Naturally, he wouldn't really start a full-scale war with the New World, and he couldn't decide such a thing alone.

A month-long full-scale purge operation was neither small nor large. It would severely damage the New World, but not to the point of crippling it. It was a counterattack, a strong warning.

Guan Qian's expression softened slightly because of this sentence, and she nodded in agreement: "Understood."

"By the way, later, use my name to go to the God-Chosen Management Department and borrow some people. Remember to put on a look of being at the end of your rope and having no other choice."

Guan Qian's mouth twitched slightly: "Okay."

Borrowing people from the God-Chosen Management Department was not a simple matter. Zhou Luan almost never showed his face for this kind of thing that required swallowing one's pride, but his "name" had a very high exposure rate.

Knock, knock, knock!

Just then, a strange knock came from the door.

"Hmm?" Zhou Luan raised an eyebrow: "Come in."

Click!

The door of the conference room was pushed open. Under everyone's gaze, a slender white dove with round, bright eyes fluttered its wings and flew into the conference room.

"This is… a Reviver Beast?"

The sharp-eyed Guan Qian frowned and said, "It's the New World's Enchantment's white dove."

Gurgle, gurgle—

Everyone quickly stood up, staring at the white dove with wary expressions. Only Zhou Luan and Guan Qian remained seated.

"Why is the Enchantment's white dove here?" someone asked in confusion, but unfortunately, no one could answer his question.

The white dove flew to Zhou Luan and landed, quickly flapping its wings and speaking in human language: "The kidnapping of the Zhou family's descendants by Wang has nothing to do with my New World.

Those four Revivers are also unrelated to my New World. Please, Minister Zhou, investigate the identities of the other party clearly before making a decision, lest you be used as someone else's knife."

The conference room fell silent, with everyone analyzing whether this sentence was true or false. But at that moment, a sneer broke the silence.

"Heh heh heh, you only think of clearing your name after you've done everything, only know to be afraid now. Tell your master, it's too late. Blood debts must be repaid in blood. We are not soft persimmons that anyone can pinch!" Zhou Luan's eyes flashed with cold light.

...

The fear of city destruction turned into dark clouds, pressing down on everyone's hearts, but as the calendar numbers changed, the cold wind of December 15th arrived, and this dark cloud finally faded a bit.

Because on this day, a major event that was of great concern to everyone, from the powerful Federal bigwigs to the beggars begging on the streets, was about to happen.

Li Ji, the direct descendant of the Li Consortium's first generation and the fourth Director of the Security and Control Department, was to be publicly purged on everyone's mobile phones, on the electronic screens of office buildings, in the reports of major media outlets, and in fully packed movie theaters!

Just after nine o'clock, the Federation's netizens flooded into the live broadcast rooms of major official media outlets. Even though the live broadcast had not yet started and the screen was showing advertisements, the moving bullet comments still filled the screen.

[Lu Ban No. 8: What's the situation? Isn't there supposed to be a public purge? Why hasn't the live broadcast started yet?]

[Camel Little Cherry Ying: The time for the public purge is twelve noon. It's only nine o'clock now. I guess the live broadcast will start at eleven!]

[Loves to Run Run Run: The fourth Director of the Security and Control Department being publicly purged is really something to look forward to!]

[Three Points and a Line: Inside information, there might be very powerful Revivers causing trouble today, and there's a high probability that they are the Revivers who slaughtered the city in District Two!]

[Step Back Afterwards: Really? Where did you hear that from?]

[Room's Doll: If Revivers really cause trouble, then it will be a good show!]

...

Federal Second District, Disaster Forbidden Zone

The sunlight sprinkled on the boundless wilderness, filling every nook and cranny visible to the naked eye, including the buildings in the Disaster Forbidden Zone.

Raising the perspective to be level with the clouds, looking down from high altitude, one could see that the Disaster Forbidden Zone was surrounded by three circles of varying sizes.

Looking closely, one could see that they were city walls made of black steel. Stern-looking combatants stood on top, together with the deep black cannons extending from inside the city walls, gazing into the distance.

Dozens of Shining-30 fighter jets circled in the air, their laser weapon systems already activated, ready to annihilate the enemy at any time!

In the buffer zone between the three city walls, there were also mobile turrets with cold metallic luster, their muzzles pointed straight ahead, their surfaces covered with flowing, dark blue纹路.

This was the defense line deployed by the Security and Control Department for this public purge. In addition to these, there was one Eleventh Prohibition and several Tenth Prohibitions stationed in each of the four directions, east, south, west, and north!

If it were just Li Chenqiu alone, even if he went all out and used all his means, he would not be able to break through the outermost defense line.

In the Disaster Forbidden Zone, facing the direction of the sun, there was a very large square. Usually, when Zhou Lian wanted to hold a large-scale meeting for all the prison guards, it would be held here.

This time, the location for Li Ji's public purge was also held here.

Just after nine o'clock in the morning, the stands on both sides were filled with machines. The cameramen were adjusting the angles of the lenses, the media reporters were holding pre-prepared drafts and checking the content, and the prison guards were moving tables and chairs in teams of two.

Everyone was busy, but Li Ji, who was at the center of the vortex, was particularly comfortable at the moment.

He was wearing a clean prison uniform, sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a bowl of steaming egg fried rice in both hands, eating with relish, and commenting from time to time.

"The rice isn't fried with enough egg fragrance, deduct one point."

"The rice grains are dry and some places are burnt, deduct two points."

"It's sticky and greasy, it feels like drinking oil, deduct one point."