The Last Sentinel

After seeing off the blond presiding judge, the Perfect City campaign performance review meeting began.

In the large conference room of the Kunpeng, the work report meeting has come to its final stage.

"In this campaign against Perfect City, we have deployed 1 satellite-class space carrier, 2 Vanguard Titan-class mechs, 1 Hero-class squad [Martial Arts Breakthrough], 3 S-class squads [Red Right Hand], [Nine-Tailed Fox], and [Punishment Knights], 50+ A-class squads, and 100+ B-class squads! A total of 8800 elite warriors from the Alliance."

"In summary, the Battle of Perfect City resulted in the annihilation of 168524 Neanderthals. More than 90% of the traces of Neanderthal civilization have been erased, with only the Perfect City portion remaining as a historical museum site for humanity's elimination of heretics."

"Losses Summary: 5214 dead, including 530 super players, two Knights of the Round Table from the [Knights of Retribution] were killed, the [Nine-Tailed Fox] suffered a 50% loss, the [Red Right Hand] suffered a 30% loss, and the casualty data for the remaining squads is still being tallied."

"The battle merit statistics will adopt a brand-new quantitative counting system. The battle merits will be counted based on the number of battles each person participated in, the intensity of the battles, and the size of their contributions. The battle merits of fallen soldiers will still be counted separately. These battle merits will be counted as compensation and sent to the relatives and families of the fallen soldiers."

"This report on the ground battle of Perfect City is now complete. Frontline commander and sentry, please review it, sir."

Ye Feng respectfully handed over the war summary report.

In the leadership seat, Zhao Donglai held a report, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

This is not just a simple set of numbers and paper; it represents more than five thousand lives, five thousand living people, all wiped out in a week.

Among these people are many ordinary players who are participating in a war for the first time.

These ordinary players who participated in the war were all chosen ones of the Great Xia Dynasty.

One battle, and 530 Chosen Ones died!

Even though the Great Xia Dynasty is full of talented people, it cannot withstand the loss of hundreds of chosen ones in one go.

These are the true treasures of their race; in their respective versions, each of them was a force to be reckoned with, on par with the Sentinels.

And yet, this very prodigy has now become a string of cold numbers.

Zhao Donglai's face showed no pride or arrogance, only heartache. Why was it the pride of the Great Xia who died? Why weren't those damned traitors and the second-generation rich kids who enjoyed the benefits of the Human Alliance?

Wu Budu noticed that Zhao Donglai's emotions were becoming increasingly agitated, and coughed, "Sentry, return to your post. I have a few words to say."

"The Battle of Perfect City has come to an end. Except for the prevention patrol team of about a thousand people, the rest of the combat personnel in Perfect City can go on leave. Those who need to heal their wounds can heal their wounds, and those who need to rest can rest."

"I will compile everyone's merit points and send them to you as soon as possible. Merit points can be used to exchange for Alliance items, weapons, firearms, potions, real-world currency, and even mech fragments. Once you collect a certain number of mech fragments, you can exchange them for a mech!"

These words sparked a heated discussion among the more than 3,000 people in the audience.

"Exchange for a mech? Really?"

"Isn't there a threshold for piloting mechs? I think the minimum is S-rank intelligence!"

"What's going on? Ten people can exchange for a mecha?"

Wu Budu said, "Yes, you heard right, anyone can exchange for a mecha! And the current new-era mechas have no barriers to entry; piloting a mecha isn't any harder than driving a car! However, please note that there are three types of mechas: experimental, conventional, and Titan-class, corresponding to 50 meters, 100 meters, and 300 meters respectively. Each type of mecha requires different fragments, and collecting all the fragments takes a very long time!"

Xu Chu, sitting in the front row, couldn't help but ask, "Senior Wu, is it possible to buy merit points with money?"

Wu Budu's face immediately darkened, and he waved his hand, saying, "Dismissed!"

Xu Chu was a little confused. What did that mean? I only asked one question, did I ask the wrong one?

Hua Xiaobai covered her face, looking extremely distressed, and said, "Big brother, did you really not increase your intelligence at all? Don't sit next to me in the next meeting! You made me lose face."

Xu Chu said, "I just wanted to ask if it's possible to buy it with merit points; it's too difficult for one person to accumulate enough..."

"Stop talking!" Zhuge Mengde interrupted Xu Chu. "This kind of thing is like having an affair; it's all done secretly and discreetly. Asking in public whether you can buy merit points is like asking your superior if you can show porn in public! How are you expecting your superior to answer you? Doesn't your superior have any dignity?"

Xu Chu muttered, "You should have said so earlier! I thought it couldn't be bought or sold!"

Qi Tiandao said, "The price of merit points is currently very high; one merit point can be exchanged for more than 10,000 real-world Da Xia coins!"

Hua Xiaobai asked with great interest, "Qi Tian, ​​how many merit points did you get this time?"

Qi Tian shook his head, "The statistics haven't been compiled yet, but I predict it won't be as high as yours, Strategist. You've ventured deep into the lion's den, engaging in close combat with various BOSSes. I reckon the super player of our generation is none other than you, Strategist!"

Hua Xiaobai replied politely, "No, I'm just here at the Human Alliance for a quick look. I'll still have to go back to the real world to work!"

Qi Tian asked in astonishment, "Are you going back to the ordinary world? Aren't you staying with the Human Alliance?"

Xu Chu added, "Little Bai, what's the point of you going back? To be a rich old man? It's so much better here, fighting every day!"

Eighty-year-old Zhuge Mengde snorted, "Don't listen to Hua Xiaobai's nonsense. This old guy doesn't tell the truth. Would he be willing to return to ordinary society? If this troublemaker were an honest person, Lord Anthony wouldn't have ended up like this."

Hua Xiaobai couldn't help but angrily retort, "Hey, even if we're close, I'll still sue you for defamation if you talk nonsense! Can you blame me for Anthony's predicament? He brought it on himself! I was just a passerby in his life, nothing more!"

Brother Eighty said, "So, I'm just a passerby in your life too?"

Hua Xiaobai pouted, "Let's not bring up those old, rotten things, okay? We're all respectable people now. Those grudges and feuds in virtual games are meaningless!"

Just then, Ye Feng walked over, looked them over, and said, "Guys, having a good chat!"

Everyone exclaimed, "Sentinel Boss!"

"Boss, when will the battle merits be tallied?"

"Boss, is the promise of ten million upon your return still valid?"

Ye Feng said, "It counts, of course it counts. Out of 800 super players, 530 were eliminated, leaving 170. Ten million has already been transferred to each of their cards. In addition, the top ten in terms of battle merits, the first place winner can make one request, as long as the Human Alliance can fulfill it and it complies with the Human Alliance's rules. The other nine will also receive a massive amount of extra battle merits!"

At this point, Ye Feng paused, "The compensation for the fallen players has already been paid out. As for their merit points, they will be calculated and converted into ordinary human currency to compensate their families."

Hua Xiaobai sighed, "Alas, 'One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand,' tsk tsk! By the way, Brother Eighty, I remember the fortune teller told your fortune, saying that you would be one whose success is built on the bones of ten thousand, right?"

"That's all feudal superstition! Why are you bringing that up!" Zhuge Mengde said. "I don't care about money or anything like that now, I just crave merit! When I was in the meeting just now, I searched the exchange section and found that there was a gene potion that can extend human lifespan: [Praise of the Goddess of Life]. I plan to exchange some [Praise of the Goddess] to extend my lifespan and get myself to the three-hundred-year level first!"

Ye Feng laughed, "Based on Brother Eighty's combat statistics this time, I estimate your whole family could be upgraded to the three-hundred-year-old level!"

"Hahaha!" Zhuge Mengde said, "That's good, that's great, I didn't come for nothing!"

"I'm also planning to get some gene serum! To extend my lifespan. This world is so wonderful, it's so interesting!"

"I'm now curious to see who will be ranked first in merit!"

"It's hard to say. Qi Tian and Hua Xiaobai are the main competitors! It depends on these two!"

"It's a pity that Sentinel and Senior Wu aren't included in the competition, otherwise you two wouldn't have a chance!"

"What nonsense! Would the Sentinel get involved in the squabbles of juniors? Would the Sentinel even deign to look at these three insignificant individuals?"

"Stop joking, I'm still young, I'm only twenty-four this year..."

"Hahaha!"

Amidst laughter, Sentinel and Qi Tian walked out of the conference room.

As the two walked on the spacious deck of the space carrier, watching the patrolling mechanical knights weave through the clouds and mist, they felt refreshed and relaxed.

Ye Feng asked, "So, what are your plans?"

Qi Tian frowned and said, "The battle for the Perfect City has ended, but I feel a new storm is brewing. A bloody battle is inevitable at the Supreme Council in three days!"

Ye Feng asked, "Would you like to go take a look?"

Qi Tian was taken aback. "Can I go? Senior brother, take me with you! I really want to broaden my horizons!"

Ye Feng patted Qi Tian on the shoulder, "Go back and pick up your sister from school first. Tomorrow, go to the First People's Hospital of Jiangbei District and find a vice president surnamed Zhang!"

Qi Tian asked, "What are you doing? Who is Dean Zhang?"

Ye Feng rolled his eyes at Qi Tian. "That's my master, and also your master. Since you've acknowledged me as your senior brother, shouldn't I take you into the sect to pay respects to our master and grandmaster?"

Qi Tian laughed awkwardly, "Yes, Senior Brother is absolutely right. Then I'll go back and pick up my sister and then go find Master and the other masters."

Just then, Zhao Donglai's voice came through Ye Feng's communication headset, "Sentry, meeting started."

Ye Feng replied, "I'll be there soon."

Ye Feng patted Qi Tian on the shoulder, "Go to the HR department to change your gear and go back to rest! See you at Master's later!"

Qi Tian said, "Alright, Senior Brother, you go ahead with your work. I'll head back to Great Xia now!"

The brothers and sisters separated, and the combatants lined up to enter the personnel department.

Before long, at the dock of the Kunpeng space carrier, individual spacecraft roared into the air and flew in all directions.

The soldiers packed up and went home, and only then did the busy work begin at the higher-ups.