The man in white had his eyes rippled, his eyes were full of anger, and he continued:

"We've had enough, don't be your companions anymore. Be the cannon fodder for this game. We must control our own destiny, fight with you players, and fight the game to the end."

Bai Xi was shocked by the man's words. He wanted to teach him another lesson, but suddenly he had a new idea.

She withdrew her feet, took two steps back, leaving enough safe distance, and looked at the man lying on the ground, covered in blood and extremely angry, and said calmly: "Do you know the game?"

The man looked at Bai Xi, then looked at the vine that fought desperately and refused to let the ghost-faced man save him, and sighed tiredly.

"My ancestor was a level A player and brought back a lot of news from the game. In that era, he was a living god."

"But after knowing that our world was selected as a dungeon, the ancestor collapsed and walked into the depths of the mountains alone. Two months later, he brought back a seed and sacrificed himself to this seed. Because he wanted to leave a glimmer of life for his civilization."

The man pointed at the vine and said excitedly:

"It can give birth to consciousness and become an evolutionary life because of my ancestors, a powerful A-level player who sacrificed his life to it.

The ancestors chose it because its vitality can withstand energy injection, which can be stronger and stronger every time, and tougher every time. It can convert the energy of the blood beads into fruits that can be eaten by humans in a large proportion, allowing humans to have strong strength and can compete with players and games."

The man looked behind Bai Xi, struggled to stand up, attracted her attention, and mocked: "You saved it from suffering, but you harmed countless creatures. From now on, everyone in this world who died in the game mission will have a blood debt from you."

Bai Xi chuckled lightly, unmoved, "You want to put a hat on me."

As she said that, she slightly turned sideways, avoided the sharp sword that came from behind, and pierced the heart of the white-clothed ghost face that sneaked into her from behind with a backhand.

The attacking ghost-faced man looked surprised. He never expected that Bai Xi could easily avoid her attack at such a close distance.

The other ghost-faced people who wanted to rush up all took a few steps back silently. They could work hard for the organization, but they didn't want to die. After all, the energy fruit they received was just a piece of leftovers.

However, a group of ghost-faced men in white have enjoyed the rich clothes and food, and they are intriguing and fighting, but they are powerful and unintentional in fighting.

"Elena!!"

Seeing his companion lying on the ground, the man in white had his eyes rippled and he called out loudly, but the person lying on the ground would not give him any reaction.

He looked at Bai Xi in horror. How could this person's reaction speed be so fast? It seemed that he had known that someone had attacked her for a long time, but he kept pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Bai Xi looked expressionless, stepped forward, bent down and pulled the sword back from the body, looking at the man in white coldly, but he was very angry.

He clearly had such great advantages and power, but did not do anything. Instead, he turned such an organization that bears the hopes of his ancestors into a huge parasite.

But he seemed to know a lot of news and could not kill him yet. Bai Xi suppressed his mood to kill him and retorted:

"It is not the players who put this world in danger, but the game. If you want to hate the game, you should hate the players who are both victims.

Even if you are unwilling to cooperate with players, you should work hard to improve your racial strength.

Besides, you have said that the purpose of leaving it behind is to give you the strength to compete. But what have you done? You just imprisoned it, hurt it, and overdraw its life.

It has existed for more than a hundred years, and the technological level in your world is not bad.

After so long, why not study it, find ways to cultivate more vines and find ways to make it beneficial to you."

The truth is hurtful, and the man in white is obviously even more angry, Bai Xi continued:

"It is just a self-deception. All you do is to satisfy your personal desires, and to do so, to harm your compatriots and make them your food in your mouth.

What is really working for this world are those who must complete the quota hunting mission every month, protect the city, and are regarded as the objects in your pocket.

You are maggots living under the protection of your ancestors, and they will only make the world more riddled with holes."

Bai Xi's words were like sharp thorns, piercing the heart of the man in white, and every stroke was pierced.

"I did all this to save this race." He raised his head angrily, his eyes were red but ink green. This was the reason why he ate too many energy fruits and kept them from the fog.

"save?"

Bai Xi sneered disdainfully, "Can you save me by sitting on the jade plate and delicacies?"

This ruin is several hours away from the city, and may be attacked by various evolutionary beasts on the road, but the ghost-faced man in white still enjoys aristocratic life. It is hard to think about how much manpower and material resources will be wasted.

"And you hunt players will arouse hatred from both sides. Do you know how many innocent people will die?" Bai Xi continued to stimulate, hoping to obtain some useful information.

The man in white laughed and looked at Bai Xi and sarcastically said, "I thought you were so righteous, but I didn't want us to continue hunting players. Not only would I not give up, I would also continue hunting, so that all the players who came to this world died here."

"You are really sick in your brain." Bai Xi was speechless and rolled his eyes brightly. The murderous intent in his eyes became stronger. Such a mental illness could not communicate at all, and even if he died, he could not pry his mouth open.

The man in white smiled proudly,

"You have asked so much, but you are actually wondering why we spare no effort to hunt down players? Even if we can win over some senior government officials, there is no airtight wall in the world. Why are our behavior acquiesced?"

Bai Xi looked at the crazy man with a faint expression, and was surprised.

Unexpectedly, he would express his biggest doubts. Since this psychopath would first know about players and games, the top government officials in this world must also know that they had some concerns and did not make them public.

But if you hate players just because of the game, it is a bit too much of a joke. Even if some people think so, how could the top leaders of the country acquiesced to this way of intensifying conflicts?

Moreover, the martial god Zhang Kuo has proved that players and indigenous people can cooperate. Since that is the case, why would he choose such an extreme method?

Moreover, judging from the social system she came into contact with, whether it is the school’s martial arts courses, the preferential treatment for those who are capable, and the monthly quota hunting tasks, these all show that the government in this world is not stupid and corrupt.

Most people are working hard to save the world, actively dealing with the current difficulties, hoping to find a more suitable and correct path.

Such a government can assume that the ancient gods can hunt players, which is definitely a deeper reason, and this reason is likely to change the current situation.
Chapter completed!