The next second.
Ten people rose straight from the stands!
The Evil Eyes transplanted onto their bodies were in all sorts of bizarre places.
Some were on their palms, some on their forearms, some on their necks, some on their cheeks. Someone had even had one transplanted directly into their navel.
Bizarre, disgusting, horrifying.
Yet in everyone's eyes, that was power!
It was hope for survival!
"Is this the God's Eye?"
"I want a transplant too! I want to attain Sequence Transcendence too!"
Frenzied cries instantly resounded across the entire square.
Countless ordinary people rushed toward the registration desk like mad, nearly crushing the whole registration station.
Shoving, crowding, roaring, fighting for a place.
Humanity's most primitive greed was laid bare at that moment.
Only the Convoy Supervisor, Lao Zhang, stood behind the crowd, cold all over, his scalp prickling again and again.
He was the Survival Convoy's Second Administrator, second only to Cao Xianming.
He knew too many secrets.
He knew that back then, an inexplicable sweep from this Evil Eye across the void had directly sealed Cao Xianming's Data Analyst Sequence Two · Analyst abilities!
He knew that the eyes constantly growing on Yang Yong's left hand were an extremely evil, extremely eerie form of higher-dimensional power.
Even someone as strong as Yang Yong could barely suppress it, and could not eradicate it completely!
Every bit of this pointed to one thing-
This Evil Eye was absolutely no God's Eye.
It was a Demon Eye!
A Soul-Reaping Eye!
Afterward, Cao Xianming had secretly sent word, repeatedly giving them a stern, painstaking warning:
Absolutely do not participate in the God's Eye Plan!
It was a road to death!
Lao Zhang immediately joined forces with the Convoy Assistant, Xiao Ma, and the Bus Driver, Lao Zhao, desperately trying to persuade