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277: Being slow is more regrettable than being wrong.

Chen Yu's other hand was holding an m14 marksman rifle, so he had no time to cover John's mouth.

At the same time, he didn't understand John's actions either.

Was he announcing his successor before he died?

But what was the point of that?

Even if he announced that person as the next leader before his death, what would change?

If that person were still alive, he could use a resuscitation ventilator to revive John.

Conversely, if everyone was dead, what was the point?

Was the key point making a wish?

A wish that only the leader could make?!

As Chen Yu pondered, in the crowd of Little Eagle Country people, Triss's eyes widened, looking at John in disbelief.

Through the crowd, Triss and John exchanged glances for a moment.

Triss received confirmation from John's eyes.

They had lost.

Upon realizing this, Triss's face was filled with unwillingness, and he tremblingly took out the heart of africa from his In my arms.

Seeing Triss take out the heart of africa, John's expression relaxed, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

This was John's backup plan, in case he encountered a situation where he couldn't make a wish.

Now, such a situation had indeed arisen.

Just as Chen Yu was wondering what wish the other party would make, Triss's extremely unwilling voice reached Chen Yu's ears.

"I wish that the resuscitation ventilator cannot revive!"

Chen Yu's pupils instantly constricted to the size of a needle, and he stared blankly in Triss's direction.

Seeing that the heart of africa had not disappeared, Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the heart of africa in his hand, Triss sneered.

"It really requires a price."

"John, you are right."

"It's impossible to get what you want without paying any price."

This time, Triss raised the heart of africa high.

And shouted out a wish that made Chen Yu despair.

"I wish."

"At the cost of the lives of all Little Eagle Country people!"

"At the cost of Little Eagle Country ceasing to exist!"

"The resuscitation ventilator cannot revive!"

When everyone heard this wish, their pupils all constricted.

The Soldiers of Little Eagle Country had never imagined such a situation.

They looked at Triss in disbelief, and at the same time, looked at John.

Chen Yu immediately aimed his gun at Triss.

Click — — — — —

Because his attention had been entirely focused on the wish John and Triss were speaking, Chen Yu hadn't noticed that the m14 marksman rifle's bullets had run out.

"Damn it!"

Chen Yu almost instantly threw John aside and rushed towards Triss like a blur.

After Triss paid the price and made his wish, the heart of africa still did not disappear.

What made Chen Yu despair was that in that instant, he had thought of a way to make this wish come true...

Just as Chen Yu was about to stop Triss, Triss's lips moved.

He shouted out the wish-making method Chen Yu had thought of in his heart.

"At the cost of all those just mentioned,"

"I wish that the resuscitation ventilators in this world we are in cannot revive!"

The moment the words fell, Chen Yu had already drawn his pirate dagger from his waist and severed Triss's wrist with one stroke.

Blood splattered, and the heart of africa, along with Triss's wrist, flew into the air.

Chen Yu turned his head to look.

In his eyes, time seemed to have completely stopped.

He saw the heart of africa dissipating...

As the heart of africa dissipated, countless Little Eagle Country Soldiers reflected in Chen Yu's eyes successively fell down.

Astonishment, despair, regret, disbelief.

Countless emotions piled up on Chen Yu's face.

Chen Yu staggered to John, his face full of disbelief, and he murmured softly in a very puzzled tone:

"What exactly are you doing? Aren't you from this world?"

"Why are you doing this?"

John did not answer Chen Yu, and at the moment of his death, his face was filled with the joy of victory.

Facing the desperate outcome, the m14 marksman rifle in Chen Yu's hand fell, and he knelt on the ground in a daze.

One against a million, he had won.

But the result was that he had lost.

It was incredibly similar to the time Babel Tower killed Liu Yan.

He was clearly the winner, but he had lost utterly.

"Damn it — — —!!!"

Chen Yu roared in anger, slamming his fist heavily on the ground.

He could only vent his unwillingness in this way.

Sometimes, being too slow causes more regret than being wrong.

Chen Yu's thoughts were incredibly chaotic at this moment.

He wondered if the outcome would have been different if he had been a little faster.

If someone else had come to stop it, would this outcome not have happened?

The decisive battle with Hafke was imminent.

Little Eagle Country, which everyone had originally disregarded, had, right under his nose, made a wish to disable the resuscitation ventilator in this world.

The impact on ordinary personnel was not significant.

But for those special personnel with outstanding individual strength, the more times they could revive, the more they could achieve.

And now, all of them had only one life left.

Suddenly, Chen Yu's pupils widened.

He remembered that Liu Yan was also preparing to use a resuscitation ventilator to save his mother after everything was over...

Lin Han was also waiting for a resuscitation ventilator to save his brother...

As for Lin Han's parents, because they died outside the Third District before the Advent, the resuscitation ventilator could not revive them.

Chen Yu had known this for a long time but had not told the other party this cruel truth.

Chen Yu knelt on the ground, his hands supporting him, clenching his fists unwillingly, gripping the scorched earth that had been blasted into his hands.

At this moment, this vengeful, 40-year-old man's vision was blurred by large tears.

He wanted to cry, but he could only whimper silently.

He didn't know how to face Liu Yan.

He didn't know how to face Lin Han.

And he didn't know how to face Xia Country.

"A wish..."

"Right! A wish!"

Suddenly, Chen Yu, as if grasping a life-saving straw, disregarded the dirty scorched earth on his hands and reached into his pocket, fumbling around.

Finally, he took out his quantum storage.

Inside it was a heart of africa.

That was given to top special personnel like them by Long Wu.

Most of them chose to improve their strength.

Chen Yu, whose strength was already at the top of the pyramid, did not use it to improve his strength but kept it.

After Liu Yan, Chen Yu was number one.

With such strength, even if other special personnel used a heart of africa to improve their strength, they might not be able to surpass Chen Yu.

After Chen Yu took out the heart of africa from it, he held the heart of africa in both hands, his eyes revealing extreme longing.

He even looked a little crazy.

"Please..."

"I wish... I wish!"

"The price can be my life, or anything else, anything that is mine can be taken away!"

"Restore the resuscitation ability of the resuscitation ventilator in this world!"

The moment the words fell, Chen Yu closed his eyes like a child making a birthday wish.

He clearly knew the outcome long ago.

The remaining population of Little Eagle Country was hundreds of thousands.

And these were just the combat personnel who had traveled across the ocean.

It didn't count the survivors who remained in Little Eagle Country...

How could Chen Yu, with his single life, be worth all those people?

Feeling the cold touch of the heart of africa in his hand, Chen Yu's heart sank to rock bottom.

"I'm sorry..."

Bang — — —

Along with a dull ache in his chest, Chen Yu, who had been kneeling on the ground, stiffened, and he fainted forward into the scorched earth.

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