"This is not a provocation, it's a statement of fact."
Mu Dan turned to look at Sword Nine, her lips slightly downturned, an expression of helplessness.
She spoke softly, "After analyzing a large amount of data and running many model simulations, I have given a rational suggestion... Now, the problem faced by each elite warrior of the Human Race is actually a single choice question—preserve oneself, or protect those weaker."
"You little wench! You're a spy sent by the Heavenly Dao Sect, aren't you!"
"How can you say that!"
"The fate of the Human Race is in our own hands!"
"I would rather die standing than live on my knees!"
The experts around felt insulted, their emotions stirred, shouts reverberated.
Mu Dan only shook her head gently without saying much.
The intense emotion quickly affected other experts, some who were still harboring a glimmer of hope checked their weapons in hand, then looked up to the sky and sighed deeply.
