The audience fell silent. Ye Buyu opened her mouth.
A question suddenly occurred to her. Had she been revived after awakening, or awakened after being revived?
According to Little Whale, she had awakened after [Whale of Wailing] came crashing down. Didn't that mean she had become an Awakened after dying?
Little Whale gave a cold chuckle. She actually dared to bring that up again.
"Yeah, you're the one who exploited a bug. Reviving you should have been impossible once you'd become an Awakened, but you just had to play dirty. I paid the price for your revival, fuck!"
Ignoring the blustering whale, Ye Buyu turned her gaze to Su Wuwei beneath the spotlight.
Under those scrutinizing gazes, a world-weary disregard for whether others lived or died seeped from the depths of his eyes. His blunt words bombarded the audience like cannon shells.
They also made the situation outside even harder to fathom.
What had seemed to be ordinary people's cries of longing for power now included the Awakened's anguished grievances.
Small conflicts accumulated over a long time were magnified without limit by this opportunity. Ordinary people's desire to change their circumstances and the dangers the Awakened faced-both seemed to carry their own suffering.
There were always people who would stop at nothing to acquire power for their own ends, betraying the Present World and everything they had once known.
They gave themselves a high-sounding, even seemingly righteous reason, then walked a twisted path to extremes, becoming the enemies they despised.
It seemed to be a problem without a solution.
Just as the narrator had said, mishandling it would turn it into a crisis that advanced Doomsday.
The collapse of people's convictions was more fatal than a lack of fighting strength.
Zhu Youcai laughed, carried away with triumph. "There's nothing wrong