The Last Sentinel

At this very moment, on a wooden sailboat hurtling at high speed in the lift tunnel.

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

"You bastard, it must be that bastard Charlie cursing me!"

While Ye Feng muttered to himself, his face was full of smiles as he chatted and laughed with the domineering CEO-level player in front of him.

Theoretically, taking Compound No. 5 should induce a twelve-hour sleep, but this theory applies to ordinary people.

There are always some geniuses in this world whose hearts are bigger than ordinary people's and whose resistance to paralysis and immunity are above average. For example, in the game SLG, the leader of the guild "Support the Han Dynasty", Brother 80.

After taking Compound No. 5, Brother 80 experienced absolutely no side effects; in fact, he felt incredibly energetic, as if he had taken stimulants.

Especially when Brother 80 learned that the frontline commander, the big boss of the Human Alliance, [Sentinel], had arrived, he was even more excited than before.

Ye Feng also felt a special sense of closeness when facing Brother 80.

There's no other reason than that Ye Feng himself had also played Rise of Kingdoms.

Not long ago, Ye Feng, a civil engineering graduate, was unemployed.

When Ye Feng was destitute, he slept in internet cafes every day. Later, through a friend's introduction, he went to work as a pawnbroker in the game "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". Surprisingly, he managed to save up his first angel investment, bought an electric scooter, and became a food delivery driver.

Nowadays, when two players from the same region meet, it's naturally a very warm and friendly occasion.

Brother 80 said, "Sentry Commander, do you mean you were a scout for the opposing alliance across from me back then?"

Ye Feng nodded, "That's right! I have no choice. Those corrupt officials in your alliance are too greedy. The news of their corruption has spread far and wide. They even have to pay the 80 yuan in installments. And you hardly care about the corruption of senior executives. If I went to your alliance, I would probably have starved to death long ago, and I wouldn't have even mentioned joining the Human Alliance."

The domineering CEO, Brother 80, blushed and stammered, "This isn't my fault! I really poured real money into it! I spent millions in one season! Who knew the guild leader would slip through my fingers and turn that million into a negative five million!"

Ye Feng was taken aback. "Wasn't it supposed to be one million becoming ten thousand? How did it turn into a negative five million? Is there some new story behind this?"

After a sigh, Boss 80 slowly began to recount those unbearable years. "You know, back when the server first opened, my guild, [Support the Han Dynasty], was the dominant guild. Joining us required a referral fee. Without connections, even if you were fully skilled, you wouldn't get a chance to farm battle merits. So, strictly speaking, guilds are a money-making business, which is why I invested! I figured, a referral fee of 1,000 per person, and a guild with 100,000 members, would be at least 100 million. A few million in investment was nothing; this business was guaranteed to make a profit!"

"But who knew that the alliance leader kept reporting losses to me and kept making me invest money."

"So, I gave him one million, but he actually pocketed four million in referral fees behind the scenes. He took money from both sides, and in the end, he got five million!"

At this moment, even Ye Feng couldn't help but applaud and say, "Brilliant! This alliance leader is truly brilliant! May I ask what happened to this alliance leader later?"

"Boss 80," he gritted his teeth, "he's on that ship over there! Hua Xiaobai! Bastard! He took my money, built his own alliance, and messed with me! He's a son of a bitch!"

Ye Feng was practically bursting with suppressed rage. These guys are all incredibly talented!

The wind howled, the white sails fluttered, and looking out through the ship's porthole, a dark passage led straight down, the surrounding walls covered with countless electric snakes and thunder dragons.

Looking out the window, Brother 80 suddenly smiled with a sense of relief, saying self-deprecatingly, "Actually, I've come to terms with all of this. Whether it's Hua Xiaobai or those guys who tricked and betrayed me before, I can sit down and have a drink with them. In the end, we're all part of the Homo sapiens. What harm is there in family members playing around with each other? Losing a few million doesn't affect me at all. I'm still the CEO of the company. And if Hua Xiaobai hadn't had my million-dollar investment, he probably would have starved to death somewhere else. How would he have had the opportunity to serve the Human Alliance and the Homo sapiens? The money I lost indirectly helped the Human Alliance!"

Ye Feng clapped his hands. "Well said! You truly deserve to be the boss of my rival guild. Your vision commands the respect of Sentinels. From the perspective of Homo sapiens, the millions you lost back then were a huge donation. It wasn't a waste of money; it supported Hua Xiaobai and also supported me, the rival road paver. Without Brother Bashi's generosity, my guild boss would probably have found the game boring and run away long ago. I also wouldn't have been able to escape the survival line later, join the Human Alliance, and reach this level today."

"Hahaha!"

"Come on, let's have a drink!"

Ye Feng and Brother 80 clinked glasses.

As Lu Xun wrote in his poem "Inscription on the Pagoda of the Three Righteous Men," "Having survived countless tribulations, brothers remain; upon meeting again, a smile erases all enmity."

From the perspective of the Human Alliance, these grudges, grievances, and mistakes are no longer grievances and unresolved issues, but rather the most interesting and fun embellishments of life.

It's like looking back at your past idiocy with a smile of relief, and praising yourself for being such a fool back then, but also incredibly awesome. Now you're more mature, but you're not as arrogant and domineering as you used to be.

Ye Feng, holding his wine glass, chuckled and said, "Actually, back then, our leader paid us to promote your 'Brother Eighty' videos and flood you with traffic. I played a part in making you so popular back then."

Brother Eighty waved his hand and laughed heartily, "It's all in the past, let's not talk about it anymore. The Sentinel Commander is now a high-ranking member of the Human Alliance. As a lowly Homo sapiens, I'll have to rely on Brother Sentinel for help in the future."

"It's not a matter of taking care of you," Ye Feng said. "If you follow the rules, I will reward you with merits according to the rules. I will definitely not let you suffer any losses."

Brother Eighty clapped his hands, "Good, I just want justice! Sir, you're so generous! Then, sir, could you answer one more question for me? I've been thinking about this question for a long time. I know I shouldn't ask it, but I'm worried that if I don't ask it now, and I die after I go in, I won't have the chance to ask it anymore! I'm not afraid of death, nor am I afraid of being used as cannon fodder to die. After all, I've sent plenty of people as cannon fodder to be scapegoats! I just don't want to be a fool."

Ye Feng swirled the wine in his glass. "You want to ask, what's the point of sending these 8,800 men in to their deaths?"

Eighty-Brother's eyes narrowed as he stared intently at Ye Feng's face. "Can the Sentinel Commander answer?"

Ye Feng said, "I can tell you about one person."

Brother Eighty said, "No problem, don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped!"

Ye Feng asked, "Have you ever heard of the Han envoy?"

Brother Eighty was taken aback. "Han envoy? You mean during the Han Dynasty, consuming a Han envoy could grant a pretext for military action and automatically unlock a territory?"

Ye Feng nodded. "That's right! You eight hundred people are my Han envoys. I'm sending you eight hundred ordinary people to a world that doesn't belong to us, to your deaths. Only if you die there, only if you die at the hands of the enemy, can I gain a pretext for war. Only then can those mechs, planet-destroying cannons, mechanical rangers, and containment squad combat personnel you see enter the enemy's world! If you don't die after you go in, then I and the human army behind me cannot enter that world. Do you understand?"

Brother Eighty was smoking, one cigarette after another.

He understood Ye Feng's words, but he also understood that there were other schemes behind them.

There are also some things I don't know.

Brother Eighty is very clever; he guessed everything correctly. Ye Feng was scheming against the Origin Will.

He wants to send all these chosen ones who missed their version to the Neanderthal world, so they can die at the hands of the Neanderthals.

The deaths of so many chosen ones at once, even though eight hundred people don't fit the current version, are significant to the fundamental will, making them comparable to Ye Feng!

This is equivalent to killing eight hundred sentries at once!

Enough to make the primal will of Homo sapiens scream and awaken!

This is the idea that the big shot in the group gave Ye Feng!

The simplest and most efficient!

Stimulate and awaken the primal will of Homo sapiens, attacking the primal will of Neanderthals!

The number of Neanderthals was definitely no greater than that of Homo sapiens, who had a population of tens of billions!

The primal will brought by such a massive population could instantly crush the primal will of the Neanderthal secondary ancient continent!

At that time, the original will of the ancient continent will disappear, the physical rules of Homo sapiens will emerge, mechs will descend, and justice will be served!

This is Ye Feng's plan!

After finishing his cigarette, Brother Eighty's eyes returned to their usual calm, and he leisurely recited, "Death is inevitable for everyone; it may be as weighty as Mount Tai or as light as a feather."

Ye Feng said, "After we conquer that continent, I will name the continental plates after you! To commemorate your contributions to expanding the territory of Homo sapiens and fighting off our enemies!"

Brother Eighty frowned. "That's all?"

Ye Feng said, "Historical records are in five sections, while family genealogies are in a separate book!"

Brother Eighty slammed his hand on the table. "Alright! The opportunity is right in front of me, I'll be generous this time! You won't get another chance to make this sacrifice, I, Brother Eighty, have finally got one in my life!"

How I die is unimportant!

"Where I die is important!"

"Hahaha!"

A voice came from beside him, "We have arrived at the boundary gate. Commander, please disembark."

Ye Feng raised his hand to Brother Eighty, gave a military salute, and respectfully said, "The sentry is seeing his comrade off to a certain death!"

Brother Eighty patted his chest, brimming with pride, "Don't worry, although I missed my version, I won't lose the prestige of a human genius. My death will exceed your imagination!"

"Remember, avenge me!"

Ye Feng's eyes gleamed. "I will send the entire Neanderthal race to join you!"

Brother Eighty said, "Hahaha, sir, leave now! It's not your time to get involved! Now is the time for us geniuses who missed out on this version of Homo sapiens to shine!"

"Dance only once in a lifetime!"

The azure barrier gate rippled with light, and wooden sailboats, carrying the pride of the Homo sapiens, rushed into the ancient continent with a suicidal momentum.

Eight hundred chosen ones risked their lives to awaken their primal will, all for the ultimate battle!

This time, our people have suffered such heavy losses that the Neanderthals will use their entire race to pay for the deaths of our eight hundred chosen ones!