After a brief period of recovery, Flower City distributed benefits to the ordinary residents and paid generous compensation to the smaller cities nearby that had been affected. Several cities were now preparing celebrations, supposedly to soothe their grief.
Watching the cheerful scenes playing on the Jixin Terminal, Xu Huo fell silent for a moment, then turned off the Communicator.
Killing anyone—not just a rising star of the Han family, but even the leaders of the Han family and every faction in Flower City—couldn't change the city's current state. A weak spark couldn't start a prairie fire, but without a spark, there could be no hope of one.
Of course, one thing might be meaningless, but doing nothing meant having nothing at all.
After glancing around at the lively, peaceful streets, Xu Huo vanished into the crowd.
The next second, he appeared in the Station.
The instant he landed, a heavy, rancid stench hit his nostrils. At the same time, two Players emerged from a corner of the Station strewn with blood and severed limbs, attacking him from either side!
Two invisible gusts of force, sharp as blades, struck the Goalkeeper's barrier. They rang against it and bounced away, only for the two Players to rush forward and knock them to the ground.
"Little bunny, be a good boy and open the door!" one of them shouted at Xu Huo. He wore his hair in a small braid. A doorway automatically opened in the Goalkeeper's barrier, though it quickly closed again. The braided Player still managed to slip through the gap and charge at Xu Huo with a vicious grin, aiming the long scythe in his hand at Xu Huo's neck!
Cube Space had spread out as soon as Xu Huo entered the Station. He flicked his left hand through the