Shirou's clones number 30 million

"Hmm... fine, anyway, everything I have is yours."

……

Meanwhile, inside the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

The moment just past midnight, a cacophony of noise erupted.

"It stinks! How come I can suddenly smell something? Does this mean... I've successfully time-traveled?"

"Haha... Another world, here I come!"

"Hey, could you move? I need to get out!"

There were so many players crammed into the large tomb that most of them could only stand still in place.

In a corner of the first floor, Ainz Ooal Gown and other Ainz Ooal Gown players gazed longingly toward the gate.

All the guild rings were taken away, so there was no way to teleport away; we could only walk.

Fortunately, it's nothing; being able to travel through time is the greatest honor.

"I can't believe we've actually time-traveled. What do we do now, Tapimit?"

Having been transformed into a human using a race conversion ticket, the flying squirrel lost the undead's forced calming skill, and its mood was unconsciously written on its face.

"Let's go outside and investigate to see if we've actually traveled to another world."

Tachimi's expression was extremely ugly. He had felt good when playing the game and was looking forward to the time travel, but when this moment actually arrived, all that was left in his heart was panic.

His wife, standing beside him, held his arm tightly and sobbed softly.

Seeing this, Tachimi whispered words of comfort:

"Don't worry, my parents and your parents haven't logged on since they created their characters."

"As soon as they hear about the players' collective time travel from TV, they will definitely take care of our daughter."

Their daughter was too young to play games and therefore did not travel with them.

"I...I'm sorry, I...I'm still a little worried about my daughter."

"Me too, but we should go outside and take a look first. Maybe we haven't actually left Earth."

Touchi secretly gave Flying Squirrel a wink, and he immediately understood, suggesting:

"Let's go out and take a look. Since we've come to another world, there must be a chance to travel back."

Tapchimi's wife gripped her husband's hands even tighter, her face filled with panic:

“I don’t look the same as I do in real life. Will my daughter recognize me when I go back?”

“No problem! I look exactly the same as in real life, she’ll definitely recognize us,” Tapimy replied without hesitation.

Leaving the Great Tomb of Nazarick, you're surrounded by players on all sides, some shouting and yelling, others flying freely in the sky.

Upon seeing this, everyone fell silent once again.

Suddenly, a burst of angry curses came from behind:

"Hey, everyone move aside! Don't block the way!"

Tapchimi reacted instantly, quickly grabbed his wife, and followed the players ahead, walking briskly forward.

"Let's go too. Not all the players on the first floor have come out yet; there are still many people behind us."

"How many people do you think were housed in the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick?"

"I don't know, but it's at least a million."

"No way! It can hold that many people?"

"Every floor is packed with people, and with all those space-expanding gadgets, it's easily understated at a million."

"With so many people, what will we eat from now on? We can't just starve to death."

"If all else fails, we'll just rob someone. This is another world, you know. The laws of our original world don't apply to us."

"Don't forget, the Prime Minister also traveled through time."

"This world has changed, who still recognizes him? We're all players, as long as we join forces..."

"What a loss! I should have transformed into an angel before, then I wouldn't have needed to eat, drink, or go to the toilet."

Amidst the noise, the group arrived at a small village.

However, the village was full of players who had already left, and there were no villagers in sight.

However, judging from the style of the buildings, the fact that they have traveled through time is undeniable.

Chapter 321 This World Is Over

Chapter 321, Section 322: This World Is Over

The village was packed with players, but even in such an overcrowded situation, some players still tried to rush into the village.

Seeing this, Tapimi and the others were unwilling to squeeze in and could only take a detour to continue forward.

Not far from the village, the group saw dozens of otherworldly soldiers surrounded by hundreds of players.

It looked like a battle, but the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. Those dozens of otherworldly soldiers were like children being bullied by adults.

They rose up in resistance, but were only met with endless laughter, which did nothing but improve the players' mood.

"What are you doing?" Tapimi couldn't help but step forward and ask.

"Of course we're investigating information about another world. Do you want to join us?" The player who spoke had a big smile on his face, as if he were playing a game.

"What kind of investigation is this! You're just bullying the weak."

"So what? I finally managed to transmigrate to another world and possess powers unimaginable in reality. What I want to do is none of your business."

“This is no excuse for you to indulge yourselves. Leave now before I get angry, or I won’t be polite.”

"So what if you're not polite? We're all max-level players, and we outnumber you. Who's afraid of you?"

Tapchimi took a deep breath and said without turning his head:

"Momonga, you go and treat those soldiers' wounds. We'll take care of things here."

"Okay, leave it to us."

The healer stepped forward, and the instant he finished chanting the incantation, all the soldiers' injuries and clothing were restored to their original state.

"Who...who are you people?" The leading officer forced himself to calm down and tried to ask.

"Sigh... There are just too many people who have traveled here this time. I don't think I can hide it from you. We are from another world and have come to this world by chance."

"Another world? Like the Thirteen Heroes? May I ask how many people are in your party?"

"One or two million, maybe more."

"What! There are so many!"

The kingdom's warrior captain, Gazef, involuntarily took two steps back, his voice trembling as he spoke.

These people, whose words and actions were extremely strange, were all far more powerful than me. They must have the same origin as the Thirteen Heroes and the Eight Desire Kings.

But this time the number of people is simply too large, over a million. If each one is at the level of the Thirteen Heroes or even the Eight Desire Kings, even if all of humanity unites, they absolutely cannot win.

Moreover, how much supplies would it take to feed millions of people?

If even basic needs like food, clothing, shelter, and transportation cannot be met, it is conceivable that these million powerful warriors would instantly destroy the kingdom.

"I wonder if any of you have a leader among you. I am Gazef, the strongest warrior of the Kingdom of Ri*Estize. I hope to meet with your leader on behalf of the kingdom."

"The leader you're referring to must be the leader of our million players, right? Unfortunately, there is no such person. We million players are all independent individuals and do not take orders from anyone."

The flying squirrel's response was extremely decisive.

Having finally transmigrated to another world, he naturally wouldn't obey any prime minister's orders.

Moreover, even if all players in a country obey their prime minister, players from other countries will not pay any attention to him.

This time, only one percent, or even less, of the players from our own country traveled here.

With world leaders having traveled to this world, it's hard to say whether the prime minister of this country will make all the decisions independently.

It's important to understand that in the past, a country's prime minister didn't have much international standing.

"So, you million strong people are not subject to any restrictions?" Gerdev asked nervously.

"Yes, you could say that." Flying Squirrel nodded slightly.

At that moment, Gerdov stood frozen in place, his face ashen, his heart filled with panic.

When a powerful figure far surpasses oneself appears, the kingdom must be on tenterhooks, fearing that the other party will clash with the nobles within the kingdom.

The appearance of a million such unbridled powerful individuals within the country would be an unstoppable torrent, enough to destroy everything in the kingdom.

No, the whole world will be riddled with holes as a result.

It's over! This is really the end.

If these millions of people have a common leader, they can negotiate with each other, offering supplies as a form of bargaining.

But these million people have no leader, so if negotiations are to be held, they must be conducted separately with each of the million people.

This is something that no other country could do.

Since there are too many people, and they are all powerful individuals who could easily destroy a kingdom, recruiting only a few dozen would be no different from not recruiting them at all.

Are you worried about the future of your country?

Having finished the battle, Tapimi slowly walked over and asked in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry, I was startled by your news, and for a moment I'm not sure what the future of the kingdom will be like."

“There’s no need to apologize. If I were in the same situation, I would also be worried and scared. However, I believe there are still more good people than bad in the world, and the kingdom… will be alright.”

"Thank you, I..."

As more and more players arrived, the warrior captain roughly counted them and found that there were more than three thousand visible to the naked eye.

Moreover, the number is constantly increasing.

With such a large number of people, coupled with the ever-increasing sense of oppression from the players behind him, he immediately decided to return and report the situation to the king.