Players didn't need to go up and check in person to tell from a child's breathing and heartbeat whether it was dead. Just a moment ago, the child had been desperately digging into the ground to survive. Now only its motionless back showed above the surface, and its vigorous heartbeat had vanished in the space of two breaths. At that moment, the whole city seemed to fall silent.
The District 010 players were going mad. They had doubted Pink Hat's identity, and they had doubted whether a newborn had really appeared in District 010. They didn't know whether the newborn would bring them a blessing or a disaster, either. But the Sand Sea players and all these Outer District Players hadn't appeared here by coincidence. What they were fighting for was no longer merely the hope of District 010, but also a conviction they had held onto for so long. They carried the future, the past, and the resolve of those who had died!
But who could have imagined that before they'd even gotten a good look at the child, an Outer District Player would kill it?!
At that moment, the happiest of all were the Black Faction players in the Wandering Melissa Dungeon. With Melissa dead, even if they hadn't killed her themselves, they'd technically cleared the dungeon indirectly. As long as they could leave District 010, they didn't care whether they received a completion reward.
But their happiness gradually faded as the failure notice never came. Their gazes returned to the middle-aged man and the newborn on the ground.
The newborn really was dead, without a trace of life. So what was the problem?
What was the problem? The middle-aged man wanted to ask the same thing. He'd killed the newborn in front of everyone. If he couldn't