Critical Point

Critical Point

News of District 27's fall quickly spread through the reporters on the scene, though their wording was anything but elegant and their tone anything but gentle.

[You scum from Central District, eat shit!]

[We're still down here! What the hell was that sudden gu poison!]

[I'm reporting the news while standing in waist-deep sewage because my Spirit Brain is fucking out of power and can only recharge here! Right now, I really wish there were a drain beside me so I could use the Central District management's mouths to dispose of the filth!]

[You just want to kill us, but we won't submit! Since ancient times, the pen has been sharper than the sword. I'll write you all to death.]

These reporters were war correspondents who had gone deep into the front lines. Quite a few of them had hoped to break some huge story and rise to fame.

They had never expected to encounter something like this!

District 27 was now actively conducting disaster relief, but sanitation was the least of their problems. That meant they had no choice but to endure everything here.

Seeing the reporters' impassioned coverage, the editor-in-chief immediately put his rich imagination to work and began wildly fabricating details from every available clue.

[Dear readers, we regret to announce a tragic piece of news: District 27 of the Lower District has fallen.]

[The shameless Demon King Chen Yu launched a despicable sneak attack on District 27. Despite Central District's vigorous assistance, District 27 still fell.]

[To prevent Constant Law City from being damaged and preserve the peace here, Central District's management had no choice but to close the elevators. Here, the Oriental Daily reminds everyone not to travel to the Lower District in the near future. Otherwise, bear the consequences yourselves.]

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