I killed the film and television world

Three days later, City A

In front of a stall on a remote road.

Song Sizheng accompanied Song Ren, sitting in front of a roadside stall, eating soy milk and fried dough sticks together.

Song Si took a bite of the fried dough stick and asked curiously, "Grandfather, what have you been busy with these days? Why haven't I heard from you?"

Song Ren pointed to the sky casually and said, "I went up to observe the cloud cave before, and thought of a more feasible solution."

Song Si blinked: "Then... is it done?"

Song Ren shook his head: "I can't handle it. That passage seems to be a special channel formed when time and space collide. This aspect is not within my expertise. It is a bit difficult for me to close that cloud cave."

Song Si didn't say anything either. He just looked at the old ancestor and continued to wait for his next words.

Song Ren sighed and continued, "Therefore, if we still want to solve this passage, we can only solve the 'people' who pass through it."

Hearing this, Song Si looked up in surprise: "You mean - you want to enter the world of demons and ghosts yourself?"

Song Ren: "Originally, I did have this idea, but the resistance in that passage is too great for someone of my size, and it will be difficult to pass through in a short time."

Song Si nodded when he heard this, just as mentioned before.

It is extremely difficult for a king-level being of the Demonic World to officially descend, and this is the biggest reason why no king-level being has officially descended there.

The greater your ability, the more difficult it is to cross the world's barriers.

Not only was it difficult for the other party to get through easily, but the same was true for Song Ren. It was difficult for him to force his way through in a short period of time.

In silence, Song Ren stirred the soy milk mixed with sugar evenly, then raised his head and looked at Song Si who was listening attentively: "So, I may need some help from your official level."

Song Si: "Grandfather, just give me your orders."

Song Ren drank the porcelain-white soy milk in one gulp, put it on the table, and said quietly: "Help me clear out an entire city."

Song Si was surprised and asked, "A city in the air?"

Song Ren explained: "Yes, I plan to combine the cloud cave on the top of the sky with a city through a formation, and banish all the demons and ghosts that descend from the cloud cave into the city."

Song Si: "Are you trying to... catch a turtle in a jar?"

Song Ren: "It's about the same, the only difference is that I caught those king-level ones."

Song Si: "Aren't they unable to come over for the time being?"

Song Ren: "The reason why they can't get through is because of the two-way restriction of the Cloud Cave Passage. The greater the ability, the greater the restriction, so it is naturally difficult for the King-level to pass through the Cloud Cave Passage."

"But I can help them open up a little so that the king-level ones can enter and exit freely."

After all, Song Ren's level is higher than the peak combat power in the demon and ghost world.

Although the degree of confinement is greater due to this, it can better expand the entire cloud cave passage.

It allows king-level demons who are not as powerful as him to enter and exit the cloud cave passage freely.

At that time, paper people will be scattered throughout the empty city, making the lifeless dead city come alive, which will also better lure the demons and ghosts to come.

The plan was simple, violent and straightforward.

Song Ren’s goal is not to wipe out all the king-level people in the entire demon world.

That's unrealistic.

What he had to do was to kill some, capture some, and then subdue some.

All that is left is to maintain the balance between the two realms.

It is unlikely that all threats can be completely eliminated.

What's more, only when there is external pressure can the world have more upward cohesion, which is much better than constantly wasting time.

Naturally, Song Si had no say in clearing out a city.

This kind of large-scale move must require overall coordination at the national level before it can be mobilized on a large scale.

There are so many more things to consider in the domestic region.

The most important point is whether Song Ren’s plan is worth trying for the country, and whether it will cause an uncontrollable disaster.

Every move made by the national region must be made with caution.

It is impossible to cooperate unconditionally just because you are impulsive.

Even if a god came, it would be impossible.

Song Ren had no objection to this and was willing to wait a little longer. He believed that he would eventually agree.

Because there is not much time left for the world.

Song Ren tested the cloud cave passage, but found that the prediction that had been circulating on the Internet, saying that the world would be destroyed in more than a hundred years, was obviously an overestimate.

Ten years at most.

During this period of time, it is impossible for the domestic region not to make some emergency preparations.

It was just a large city, and considering the pressing problems, this attempt was well within acceptable limits.

It just takes some time.

It just so happened that Song Ren needed to spend some effort to prepare the paper figures that would cover the entire city.

In this way, there is no urging, but rather patient waiting.

……

Half a month later
In the desolate western land, there is a city center that was once somewhat desolate after being ravaged by demons and ghosts.

On the rooftop of a high-end hotel, a military helicopter is parked on the helipad.

Song Ren and Song Si walked down one after another, followed by two young men and women in their thirties following not far behind.

The pilot of the military aircraft was secretly glancing at Song Ren's back out of the corner of his eye.

As the driver of this operation, he had also heard some of the news.

Because of this, I became more and more curious about Song Ren.

It is said that this ancestor of the Song family came from hundreds of years ago, but I don’t know if it is really that exaggerated.

Song Si introduced: "Ancestor, this is it. This city was once ravaged by a large demon ghost, and it has been under repair. We can use this incident as a test field."

"The population of this city has all been relocated. You can do whatever you want."

At this point, she paused and said, "However, there are already a lot of city cameras planted throughout the city. We may use simultaneous live broadcasts of the footage, or even use satellites for full-time simultaneous high-definition surveillance."

"I wonder if you would mind that?"

Song Ren raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter, but can the current satellite technology already achieve that level?"

In the era in which Song Ren lived, even the highest level of satellite resolution and sensor technology could not provide live broadcasts of high-definition images.

The most it can do is to simultaneously capture the traces of pedestrians on the ground.

Even at the maximum limit, it is impossible to achieve high-definition accuracy of human faces.

Although at this stage, due to the relationship with the demon world, the progress of civilization technology has stagnated.

But it seems that there is some progress in some inconspicuous places. Song Ren had no objection to the live broadcast of this battle.

However, he pointed in the direction behind him and said, "I don't think the other things you mentioned are important, but what about these two following us?"

In addition to Song Si, there were two assistants sent by the military on this trip.

When talking about these two, Song Si was a little embarrassed and said, "Uh, well, they are sent by the higher-ups to help you. If you have the energy to spare, you can pay some attention to them. If not, you don't have to care about their life or death."

Song Ren glanced at her and said with a smile: "Are your superiors crazy? At a time like this, they still need to arrange for people to come and gild the gild."

"Are you preparing to create a god?"

However, although those two are also at the S-level, they are roughly on par with Song Si and can be regarded as young talents in the country.

But in the battle that is about to begin, the S-class can already be reduced to cannon fodder.

Song Ren didn't believe that the senior leaders in the national district didn't know this.

But at this moment, we still arranged personnel to go to the periphery to "assist".

It is more likely that they did it to improve the situation of this battle and pave the way for the two to create gods next.

The other party is already a young S-level.

It is even more popular in the domestic area. If it can participate in this battle, it will definitely be able to stand out even at the international level.

Song Si was also extremely embarrassed and whispered, "After all, you only chose me to assist you, which is a bit jealous."

Song Ren bluntly lectured: "Why did I choose you? Don't you know what's going on?"

"It's enough that I can take care of you."

"Now you're bringing two more people here. Do you really think I'm a garbage recycling station?"

Song Si: ...

The two young men and women following behind also looked a little embarrassed.

The two of them were originally the top S-class fighters in the country, but now they are described as garbage. How can these two arrogant people easily accept this?

The woman with short hair frowned and said, "Mr. Song, we are very grateful for your noble act, but please be a little more respectful to us."

Song Ren turned around and said, "I'm sorry, what I said just now was not mainly directed at you, but at the person who arranged you to come here."

Upon hearing this, the young man and woman's faces looked even more grim.

Because it was the elders in the family who arranged for them to come here.

Regardless of whether Song Ren's action was successful or not, this battle, which is worthy of being recorded in history, will be enough to go down in history as long as it has a little impact on the situation, and it will also be a boost to the subsequent national god-making plan.

Song Si also reminded quietly: "Grandfather, it is the elders of each family who arranged them, you should say less."

Song Ren frowned: "Little Ah Si, you have to understand that the battlefield is not a child's play, not to mention this battle, S-level is just a ticket to enter this city."

"To put it bluntly, people of your level are nothing more than cannon fodder."

"Don't think that just because you have some fame in the country, you can really look down on others."

"Without your respective helpers in housework, even you wouldn't be able to make it this far."

At this moment, in front of outsiders, Song Si, who was always aloof, was

He looked like a little boy who was obediently following instructions, and nodded repeatedly to Song Ren's words: "Since you don't want to, we will all leave later."

As soon as the words came out, the young man next to him couldn't help but said, "Wait, Ah Si, our action was directly ordered by the higher-ups, how can we cancel the action privately?"

Although he was not sure whether this unprecedented battle that was about to begin would be as grand as expected, he could not easily give up the opportunity to witness it with his own eyes or even participate in it.

The same goes for women.

Song Ren turned around after hearing this.

The man faced the pair of black pupils and immediately felt an inexplicable huge pressure.

I was more or less shocked in my heart, although I didn't know whether the other party's strength was as exaggerated as the rumors said.

But this invisible feeling of oppression is really too strong.

The man couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple and said with difficulty: "Mr. Song, my father——"

Song Ren didn't wait for him to finish and interrupted him directly: "Don't bring up the names of your fathers. I'm not interested in these."

"You can create gods as you wish, but please do not interfere in my battlefield. I am not that interested in taking care of 'little friends'."

The woman couldn't bear to listen any longer, and pointed at Song Si beside her and said, "Then why can she do it?"

Now, Song Si, who was laughing secretly, had to stand up and said, "Because my last name is Song, is this reason enough?"

The woman suddenly became silent.

Although he was still somewhat indignant, in his daily actions, all the other eyes on him were filled with longing and yearning. He had never been looked down upon like this before.

However, she still had some self-awareness and did not dare to forcefully contradict him. She just took a deep breath and said, "If you really think we are not worthy of your eyes, I have nothing to say. I can choose to withdraw."

Retreat to advance?

Forget it, it doesn’t matter.

Song Ren smiled and said, "It's not impossible to stay."

Sure enough, the woman's eyes lit up.

Song Ren continued calmly: "But... life and death are your own responsibility."

As for asking him to take care of me in a critical moment, haha, you're just overthinking it.

What Song Ren hates most is protection-related tasks.

Killing, he is a professional.

But forget about taking care of people.

Everyone has their own aspirations, and life and death are their own responsibility.

Upon hearing this, the young man and woman realized what Song Ren meant. They looked at each other secretly, feeling somewhat hesitant.

If it weren't for Song Ren's active protection, they might have really fallen into this epic battle that was deduced.

After all, as S-level players, they saw almost no hope in the battle previously simulated by the national zone.

If they lost Song Ren's active protection, they would be in danger of death.

The probability of survival is too small, especially the results of previous domestic simulations, which showed that the survival rate is ridiculously low.

In the end, after a brief phone call, the two chose to withdraw from this god-making event.

Including Song Si, everyone was sent away by Song Ren without any courtesy.

As the military helicopters left little by little, Song Ren was the only one left in the entire city, standing alone on the rooftop of a high-end hotel.

Looking up at the black cloud hole on the sky, he smiled softly in his heart.

The big show is about to begin. (End of this chapter)