After hearing him out, the people in the meeting room first thought it was absurd. So what if Xu Huo was a Super Evolver? He was only one man. How many Players did Central City have?
But they felt a little uneasy when they looked at Shaja's expression. They had all been outside District 026 before, so of course they knew that some genius Players couldn't be judged by common sense.
In the end, most of them fell silent with grim expressions. Rarely gifted Players who survived were usually strong and lucky. It wouldn't be hard for them to obtain artifacts above their level—which meant that even though their opponent was alone, they would still pay a heavy price.
"I don't understand," an older female Player said. "Why is he so determined to interfere in the affairs of Settlement 01?"
"What else could it be? He found this Sub-district backward and wants to play the savior." Another chubby Player waved the game console in his hand. "If you ask me, there's no need to be afraid. He can't stay here for long anyway. He'll leave when his time's up. We can just stall him, or simply agree and then carry things out however we see fit. He can't keep watch over us forever. What happens afterward will still be up to us. I really don't see what's worth discussing."
"Enough!" Shaja barked.
The Fat Player raised his head. He was clearly on the same side as Ji Minzhang. "Shaja, Central City isn't yours to command."
Shaja's temper flared, and he was about to respond when Xu Huo suddenly appeared at the far end of the conference table. He froze.
Xu Huo had shown himself, so of course the others noticed him. The people on both sides of the table quickly