You're sending max-level players to be cannon fodder?

The air was quiet except for the slow drifting of dust particles.

Meng Jing asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to cooperate on?"

The Frog Emperor lowered his enormous frog head, seemingly wanting to plot and discuss something, but his bones creaked under the strain, as if they might break at any moment. So, the Frog Emperor abandoned the idea and lowered his voice: "How about killing the peace faction?"

Actually, many things are quite clear now.

The experiment of reconciliation by the pro-peace faction actually involved living people.

The Frog Emperor spoke slowly, as if giving Meng Jingting ample time to consider: "The peace faction is a bunch of hypocritical sanctimonious people. Most of the pollutants don't understand human language, so how can they talk about a truce? They are just envious of the pollutants' highly restorative genes, and then, insatiable, they base their fusion experiments on their own kind. Such an existence is a great desecration to either side. As for you..."

"What was your name before?" Meng Jingting suddenly interrupted.

The Frog Emperor was stunned.

Meng Jingting looked up at him.

After becoming completely polluted and growing larger day by day, and building his own empire, the Frog Emperor rarely thought of the past. His mind was dominated by a part of the pollution, and the seeds of revenge were deeply ingrained. He wanted those who were high and mighty and treated the lives of the lower classes as consumables to also lie on that cold operating table.

It could be said that he was extremely averse to the past.

But perhaps it was the pity in Meng Jingting's eyes just now, or perhaps it was the man's calm and indifferent expression, that made him see his frog-like body shrinking in the other man's pupils, transforming back into the young man with the refined glasses and briefcase.

Those faded memories suddenly came alive.

"Du Ruosen." The Frog Emperor murmured, these three words like a magic spell, suddenly bringing a breath of fresh air to his heart, which was as dead and dull as the surroundings.

But Du Ruosen couldn't quite describe what it felt like.

Why are you asking this?

  

"Du Ruosen," Meng Jing heard, "I reject your proposal."

Du Ruosen remained silent for a long time before asking, "Why?"

Meng Jingting slowly raised the hand holding the gun: "You are the source of pollution."

There will never be cooperation between pollutants and the tribunal; the latter exists solely to eliminate the former. Du Ruosen has brought so many people into the "malignant zone," indicating that he already has a mindset of devouring pollutants. In other words, he cannot be an ally.

"The source of pollution?" Du Ruosen repeated, then chuckled softly. He laughed for a long time, finally leaning back wearily. "Sigh, I should have known. You Arbiters are just single-minded martyrs. Those chilling laws have long since tamed you, even S-class Alphas."

Meng Jingting offered no explanation.

"Look, to show my sincerity, I've even brought the son of the peacemaker leader here," Du Ruosen said. "Judge, are you really not going to reconsider?"

"No." Meng Jing's words were concise and to the point. The "stubbornness" that Du Ruosen mentioned was the last line of defense bought with the sacrifice of countless Arbitrators. The pro-peace faction had already stepped into the abyss when they started the fusion experiment. They were blinded by the dazzling new genes and thus sacrificed their compatriots. If the Arbitrators retreated further, even the filthy B area might become a paradise that humanity could never replicate.

Du Ruosen sighed deeply.

His large, yellowish eyes darted around slightly. As if receiving a signal, two frogs pounced on a man nearby, their pustules swelling to just a thin layer of skin, ready to burst at any moment.

After a scream, the crowd scattered and fled, with most of them crowding towards Zhong Xun and his group.

Du Ruosen said with a smile, "There are 112 people present. Judge, you can't save everyone. My frogs can blow them to pieces at any time. Although I don't want to use this method, Judge, I once again extend a sincere invitation to you."

When human life is on the scales, can Meng Jingting still remain so calm and composed?

"Judge, those peacemakers have always thrived by feeding on the blood and flesh of the common people. Why bother for their sake?" Du Ruosen said. "Unless... you're like them, and your so-called 'for humanity' is all a facade, and you're willing to sacrifice ordinary people for your own gain."

The crowd gradually quieted down, and the noise in the air was suppressed to silence by a terrifying force. Everyone was staring at Meng Jingting.

The man, pinned down, struggled to lift his head and, with a fierce will to survive, cried out, "Judge... Judge..."

Du Ruosen watched this scene with great pleasure.

It seemed that he had finally firmly grasped the main thread of fate in his hands.

However, at that moment—

With a simple gesture, one of the adjudicators, even through his mask, could not hide his shock. He then kicked a black box over, and long, gloved fingers quickly opened, assembled, and cocked it, making two "click-click" sounds that sounded like some kind of death knell in the silence.

Du Ruosen kindly reminded him, "You're not as fast as my frog."

The words had barely left his mouth when, bang!

Without hesitation, Xu Hengzhou pulled the trigger. The bullet pierced the solidified air, and the sharp airflow cut through all the panic and astonishment, directly piercing the back of the man's head, then flying out from between his eyebrows, with blood splattering all over the ground in an instant.

The two frogs, who were about to explode, were stunned.

It was as if all the oxygen had been sucked out of the room; everyone was speechless, and the accusations and anger were about to explode at the slightest provocation.

Meng Jingting looked at Xu Hengzhou and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xu Hengzhou remained composed, activating the 3D scanner. His cold, deep voice rang out clearly: "The deceased is Zhou Xiaoqi. He was wanted for three years, a fugitive for theft, robbery, and intentional assault. His last crime was killing a grandmother and grandson in a rented apartment on a rainy night; the youngest victim was only five years old." Xu Hengzhou raised his eyelids: "The orders have already been given. If you encounter him, shoot him on the spot. It's legal and compliant, boss."

Du Ruosen blinked in bewilderment.

"Not just Zhou Xiaoqi." Xu Hengzhou's scanner instantly turned into a death list, and he locked onto another one: "Wang Jingzhong, huge economic crimes, including abandonment and human trafficking, has destroyed dozens of families. Although it wasn't said he would be executed on the spot, the death penalty is inevitable."

"Li Kai, a drug smuggler and trafficker, has been wanted for five years. I don't actually mind performing a ritual for him on the spot."

As the scanner shook, most people retreated in panic, as if they had seen light, fearing that their human skin would be lost.

"Boss," Xu Hengzhou concluded, "it's not worth compromising for these people."

Meng Jingting stared at Xu Hengzhou, "When you get back, find Dr. Xiao Bu to do another psychological test."

"Everyone," Meng Jing suddenly raised his voice, "get ready."

The next second, the dragon's wings spread open, and he launched himself towards Du Ruosen, firing three incredibly fast bursts of fire in quick succession.

The suppressant poison was nailed into Du Ruosen's body.