The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

However,

Su Qi didn't choose to do that.

Going up too early would just lead to more of their people dying, since most were just the poor; blood could be shed... but casualties should be minimized if possible, because the intimidation left by the wolf, jackal, tiger, and leopard devouring each other was by no means simple.

"Still, leading that vicious and ferocious crowd of Gamblers and abnormalities is easier." Su Qi muttered to himself, "Just kill, kill, kill and it's all over, and nobody really has any moral bottom line."

Su Qi gazed into the distance.

"It seems about time."

Both sides would surge once, weaken twice, and exhaust thrice; their exhaustion would be my gain.

It was time to act.

Timing was also crucial, there could be no giving them a chance to breathe.

And in the next moment,

Someone in the crowd suddenly shuddered, the watch on their wrist flickered faintly, and a holographic panel slowly emerged.

"This is..." he murmured, "that errand system..."

It wasn't just him; all who had been involved before, except for the players... the panel appeared to everyone.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

Someone heard the voice, looked up blankly, and saw Su Qi standing above the old buildings of the slums.

"Who is this?"

Facing the gaze of countless people, Su Qi said lightly,

"In two minutes, five container trucks will arrive here, their eyes red with killing intent, ready to reach into the slums."

"In ten minutes, the aftermath of an explosion will affect this area, with a large number of buildings collapsing."

"In half an hour, the winner between the two sides should be decided."

Everyone listened blankly to Su Qi's words, trembling, "And then... what..."

"There is no 'then'..."

"Regardless of who shows up here."

Su Qi paused for a moment, looking calmly at the crowd,

"You can't bear it."

"The Black Emperor and Jile's Crowd have already prepared a new round of forced plans to deal with the Main City's next attack."

"While the Main City's plan for cleansing the Illegal Land targets everyone, your cornered living situation, everything that's divided here, will all vanish into thin air."

"Everything will result in different outcomes, but only your roles won't change, still just the lowest existence in the Illegal Land."

The crowd's expressions trembled with unwillingness, despair, and anger swirling within.

"No, I refuse to accept this ending!"

"Why is it always us who suffer!"

"Damn this cleansing, damn Night City!"

"Even if I have to die, I'm taking them down with me!"

Su Qi said, "Good, that's the spirit."

He clapped his hands.

"There's a saying that dignity is only above the edge of the sword, truth only within the range of the cannon."

"Are you here to wait for death, or..."

Gradually, the system displayed a vast quantity of nearby weapon stocks, Potion stocks, and Combat Prosthetics stocks, the sheer number left them dumbstruck.

At the same time nearby, Simon driving a large truck, along with all members of The Hustlers Chamber of Commerce, appeared, each holding various weapons.

Su Qi softly said, "Follow me..."

"To cleanse all oppression."

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At the same time,

A man stood in front of a crystal mirror, adjusting his tie.

He slicked his hair until it gleamed.

He put on his diamond watch.

Nancy looked at his reflection in the mirror and revealed a satisfied smile, "Today, I still look handsome."

"It's time to head out."

The female assistant beside him asked, "Boss Nancy, are you confident?"

"Are you looking down on someone?" Nancy calmly said, "Although representatives from several famed forces, higher-ups, and even the Spirit Prince's Heir from various worlds will be at this auction, they've chosen to hold it in Night City."

He smiled confidently, "Night City... My fame here is quite high; one could say it's my second home ground."

"Such talk." The assistant mused to herself, "Though I remember, boss, your primary home ground... last time wasn't it taken by that Su Buxian..."

"Shut up."

Nancy coughed, "Don't bring up that incident."

He paused, "And don't mention that name."

He grumbled, "Bad luck!"