Of course, Madman Bro and Hammer Bro had no idea.
Just as they were worrying anxiously over this sudden announcement, the changes brought about by the announcement had already unleashed a violent storm across the entire wasteland.
"Damn it, we finally don't have to fear those damned pirates anymore!"
"Both hands in support of the Metal Aging Disaster. Otherwise, even getting to the New Continent would be a problem for us."
"What a pity. I only bought a pistol for self-defense a while ago. Looks like it's useless now."
"Good riddance. Those damned pirates will lose even more!"
The Giant Tree Root Sea Area, a relay station built along the outer edge of the bay.
Bao Lei sat in the small room bearing the sign "Information Transmission Office." From time to time, he could hear people outside walking past while talking excitedly.
The warriors sitting in the back of the room had all opened their Game Panels and were browsing the World Channel. None of them looked nearly as anxious as before.
Only a few days remained before the deadline issued by the manager of the Sea Relay Station.
Three days ago, Bao Lei had still been discussing whether they should simply flee.
But after this morning's announcement, the manager had sent someone over with his latest orders.
Forget those damned pirates.
From now on, everyone had to focus on maintaining the relay station's security. They had to make outsiders understand who was really in charge here and eliminate any thought of overthrowing the station's rules.
It was no wonder he had acted this way. After losing the protection of powerful firearms, the gap between individual humans was rapidly shrinking.
When it came to fighting, courage and ruthlessness would matter more. Equipment would no longer be the only deciding factor