We were supposed to be following the daily life of anime, why is it the end of the world?

Before the voice fell, everyone's eyes were instantly focused on the source of the sound.

I saw a burly figure over two meters tall striding out from the darkness, like a moving mountain. His body was extremely strong, and his muscles were as hard and clear as rocks, revealing an endless sense of power.

The person who came was Takeo Goda.

He quickly walked up to Guan Linchun at the front of the team. The two of them stood together, giving the visual impact as if they were two high walls standing there.

With his appearance, the expressions of Li Youba and Kase Tomoka in the team showed varying degrees of solemnity.

With their keen perception, both of them have fully sensed the terrifying explosive power contained in Takeo Goda's body.

"Hahaha, you are here too, you tough boy. Come on, take me to meet the leader whom you admire so much."

Gotian Takeo felt the powerful slap from Guan Linjun. Although the force was not small, to his body of steel, it was just a normal greeting. Instead, it made him feel the other party's generosity and sincerity.

As for why we can feel it?

Don't ask, the only thing I want to talk about is the mutual respect between two macho men.

Gangtian Takeo's broad chest rose and fell slightly, and a simple smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"The leader is inside. Uncle Guan Lin will be seen soon. There are two other guests from the gathering place. Please come with me."

It has to be said that Takeo Goda's physique is so big that it's a bit scary, but his honest face and sincere attitude in his words can give people a good first impression.

What's more, what made everyone present feel relieved was that the Watchers' gathering place did not make the fighters they brought wait outside, but allowed everyone to enter together.

There are no restrictions on weapons or anything like that.

Even when Long Zhutao suggested deploying some people outside, this move that was obviously full of distrust did not receive any rebuttal.

There is really nothing objectionable about this generous approach.

But such a relaxed attitude also reflects another thing from the side.

That is, the leader of the Watchers' gathering place is extremely confident in his own strength, so confident that he can show "tolerance" to these newcomers.

And tolerance is often the privilege of the strong and the winners.

141 Pressure

Although the factory building where the meeting took place looked dilapidated from the outside, the scene was completely different once you stepped inside.

Thanks to the cleaning work of the gathering place's handyman, the ground is spotless and dust-free, and all useless equipment has been removed, revealing an open and empty space that is in good order without any sense of abandonment.

Everyone walked to the central area of ​​the factory, where there were several chairs of exactly the same shape and style neatly arranged on both sides.

Next to each seat, there is a small, simple table with a smooth and shiny surface. What is particularly eye-catching is that there is a plate of colorful fresh fruits on each small table.

What is even more surprising is that in order to dispel the darkness inside the factory, the watchmen gathered with industrial lighting on both sides.

You know, although this kind of thing exists in the apocalypse, you can always collect it if you want to find it.

But almost no gathering place would waste energy on collecting such almost useless supplies, and even if they saw them, they would not waste energy on transporting them.

If lighting tools are really needed, people will choose flashlights that are more convenient to carry, or light bulbs and tubes that can be connected to electricity independently, rather than this bulky and power-consuming stage lighting fixture.

However, this surprise was only fleeting, because soon everyone's attention was focused on the real "protagonist" of this meeting.

Right in front of the two rows of seats, a wide sofa was placed there, like a throne in the center of the stage, carrying the visual focus of the entire space.

Sitting on the sofa was a figure in casual clothes. Although judging from his face and body shape, he seemed to be still a student, he exuded an amazing presence.

His body did not occupy the sofa in an exaggerated manner, and his posture was not deliberately ostentatious, but the aura he exuded was like an invisible ripple, quietly spreading throughout the space, silently reshaping the surrounding atmosphere.

The sofa that was originally underneath now seemed to have become a cornerstone supporting a huge beast, quietly supporting an indescribable sense of oppression.

Although his body did not move, his aura was like that of a terrifying beast whose body was large enough to fill the entire space and was lurking opposite him, emitting suffocating pressure with every breath.

That sense of oppression flowed out from this seemingly ordinary breath, like invisible tentacles, entwined in the surrounding space, making everyone who sensed it feel a tightness in their hearts.

Everyone knew that the person sitting there was the one who had invited everyone present, the leader of the Watchers’ gathering place named Lin Moze.

Before coming here, most people expected the opponent to be very strong.

But almost no one expected that this young man could bring so much pressure to everyone just by sitting there.

Under the stimulation of this pressure, Tomoka Kase's body reacted instinctively.

With a subtle yet decisive movement, she gently pulled Yamada Yui, who was standing shoulder to shoulder with her, back a little. Her originally brown eyes changed slightly, and the druid's power was instinctively awakened a little under the stimulation.

A faint golden halo began to appear at the edge of the pupil, as sharp and intimidating as the pupil of an animal, and the light flickering in its depths was like a trapped beast about to break free from its restraints.

At the same time, light golden air currents began to flow quietly around Li Youba's body.

At first there were only imperceptible ripples, but as the pressure intensified, the speed of the airflow increased significantly, forming a whirlwind visible to the naked eye.

Long Zhutao held the baseball bat tightly in his hand, and his knuckles turned slightly white from the force.

What the girl herself did not notice was that the skin on her fist was gradually covered with a deep, dark color, and this color even had a tendency to spread toward the bat.

Among these four people, the most unique one is Guan Linchun who is standing in the front.

Faced with the overwhelming pressure, he remained motionless like a rock, and even showed a smile of growing interest on his face.

Obviously, the slight pressure exuded by Lin Moze did not make the legendary wrestler feel nervous, but instead stimulated the fighting spirit in his heart.

Just as everyone was either warily or curiously waiting for Lin Moze's next move, they saw him turn his gaze away without warning.

Those deep eyes were as sharp as a hunter locking onto his prey, instantly illuminating that neglected corner.

Immediately afterwards, a cold light cut through the air, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking wind, and an alien limb with a sharp blade and spikes shot out from behind Lin Moze like an arrow.

The alien limb had a strange shape, its metallic surface had a cold luster, and the sharp blade at the tip flashed a chilling cold light.

It traveled through a space of dozens of meters at an incredible speed and embedded itself accurately into the distant wall, instantly tearing a deep hole in the solid wall, causing gravel and dust to fly everywhere.

Just when Kase Yuka and Longzhu Tao thought this was a signal of an attack, a quick and slightly panicked male voice interrupted their thoughts:

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I am also an invited savior. I just came in without permission because I was a little curious."

As the words fell, people's eyes shifted and focused on the place where the alien limb was nailed.

Just a millimeter away from the side of the sharp blade, a figure dressed in sci-fi combat uniform was gradually emerging from the void.

The armor had a streamlined design, with camouflaged armor protection layers inlaid on the vital parts of the body, and the remaining parts revealed a black structure that was interwoven and layered like muscle bundles.

As the words came out, the visor on the face of the armor quickly opened, revealing the face of a handsome young man:

"I'm Takata Koji, the controller of the Zhisheng Apartment gathering place. I was invited by the people from the Watcher gathering place, so I came here. I was indeed a little suspicious just now, so I sneaked in quietly. I really don't have any other intentions."

The man's explanation echoed in the empty factory, with a hint of caution.

Seeing that Lin Moze didn't answer, he moved his feet cautiously, trying to keep a safe distance from the wall that almost brushed his temple.

However, just as he took two steps, a chill suddenly attacked his neck. A cold dagger approached his skin silently like a ghost, and the cold touch made him freeze instantly.

"Before Ze Jun gives his permission, I hope this gentleman will cooperate a little and don't move around, otherwise I will be a little distressed."

A girl's voice floated into my ears. Although the voice was soft and gentle, it contained a warning that could not be ignored.

142 How many saviors do they have?

Tian Fang Yuji looked sideways in astonishment, and saw a short-haired girl in a black robe standing next to him. Her expression was calm, and the force of the dagger in her hand was just right.

He could feel that if the other party's little hand exerted a little more strength, blood would immediately flow out of his neck.

Perhaps because he felt his life was threatened, he immediately widened his eyes, hurriedly raised his hands, and gave a quick and crisp French military salute.

At the same time, he tried his best to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said quickly:

"Um, please don't do anything. I...I just wanted to sneak in to see if there was an ambush."

Takakata Koji's words were trembling and he spoke very quickly, with his shoulders hunched like a hedgehog encountering a natural enemy. He tried to use this funny posture to reduce the aggressiveness of the girl beside him.

"Okay, Xiaohui, since they are the ones we invited, there is no need to scare them like this. It is not surprising to be a little cautious in the apocalypse."

Only then did Lin Moze speak up and say, "I don't want this kind of thing to happen again. Do you understand, Mr. Tian Fang?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Fangyuji could feel the cold feeling of the dagger pressed against his neck suddenly disappear. He glanced at his side and saw that the girl had disappeared without a trace.

"I understand, I will pay attention to it. Phew - I'm really scared to death."

He nodded with a servile expression on his face and wanted to take a step forward while speaking, but his feet went weak and he almost fell to the ground with a thud. If he hadn't managed to support himself on the ground with his hands, he would have fallen heavily.

However, at this moment when no one could see his expression clearly, a look of anger and ferocity suddenly flashed across Yukio Takata's face.

However, he concealed his emotional fluctuations very well. The ferocious look only flashed across his face for a moment, and he quickly restrained it and replaced it with a frightened expression.

He trembled slightly, as if trying to adjust his breathing, and then he slowly stood up, brushing off the dust on his body while continuing to smile apologetically:

"I'm sorry, everyone. I was really scared just now."

Lin Moze didn't seem to care. He just nodded and said to the people in front of him:

"Since everyone is here, please take a seat. Hai Meng, please make some tea for everyone."

Following Lin Moze's words, everyone's attention silently shifted to a figure standing behind him.

She was a blonde girl who seemed to have walked out of a painting. She had long golden hair that flowed softly behind her like a waterfall. Her scarlet eyes were like gems, sparkling with a warm luster.

The girl is wearing a retro-style maid's long dress with trailing hem, lace, bows and delicate pleated design, showing the romantic charm of the Victorian era.

Needless to say, this girl is naturally Kitagawa Umi.

Disguising herself as a maid was her own idea.

According to her, the leader of a force must have sufficiently elegant waiters and servants to support him in order to highlight his own style.

She was fully capable of doing this job, and even learned the relevant etiquette and posture from Sayuri.

Although Lin Mo was very skeptical, this was just the girl wanting to play a role-playing game in an alternative way.

But he didn't refuse in the end.

On the contrary, Lin Moze experienced Hai Meng's maid posture that day and put forward profound suggestions for improvement.

Of course, these details are not important. What is important is that after learning from Sayuri, Kitagawa Umi has indeed become very elegant.

At this moment, she is holding an exquisite bone china teapot with delicate floral patterns painted on the body, which contrasts beautifully with the white gloves in her hands.

Her steps were light and her skirt swayed as she walked, neither fast nor slow.

The girl smiled, her eyes focused and calm, and with an almost ritualistic rigor, she helped the young man and girl one by one, and then she went to the temple to pray for the deceased.

However, compared to the attitude she showed, the attention of the others was focused elsewhere at this moment.

For example, Tomoka Kase.

The moment Kitagawa Umi approached her, the keen perception brought by the druid profession made Kase Tomoka suddenly feel a strong sense of crisis.

This feeling made her back suddenly stiffen, as if she was pricked by invisible ice. The feeling was sharp and realistic, like a beast opening its bloody mouth with sharp teeth about to touch her skin, which made her shudder.

Although Kitagawa Umi still maintained her elegance and gentleness, her movements were smooth and precise.

But in Kase Tomoka's perception, her clothes seemed to be distorted and deformed, and a dangerous aura was approaching quietly like an undercurrent.

Every move of the other party, every breath, even the subtle sound of tea being poured into the cup, turned into invisible shock waves, hitting Kase Tomoka's highly alert nerves.

It was not until Kitagawa Umi finished pouring the tea that the sense of crisis that seemed like a thorn in the back quickly receded like the tide.

Kase Tomoka's tense body gradually relaxed. She exhaled deeply, and a hint of disbelief flashed in her deep eyes.

This would make her feel threatened, which only proved that this maid must be a savior.

And up to now, the other party is already the fourth person in the Watchers' gathering place who can bring him this sense of danger.

The first three people are Takeo Goda, the unknown assassin girl, and the leader who exudes a terrifying micro-pressure.

There seemed to be a guy with a knife on his waist in the open space outside. He was able to use the panel's decomposition ability, so he must be a savior.

So, how many saviors are there in this gathering place? !

Don’t they need to leave some forces behind to guard their rear?

But they still left old man Hongtani in their own camp to take charge. Even if Yui hadn't insisted on coming, it is very likely that she would be the only one present at this time.

Kase Yuka was thinking about it when she heard Lin Moze from the other side say loudly:

"Okay, everyone present here should represent the largest gathering places in the three areas of Zhuli, Linchuan, and Beixiang. I have something to say. The purpose of inviting everyone here this time is very simple, which is to unite!"

As he spoke, his eyes swept over everyone present:

"The apocalypse is becoming more and more dangerous. Zombies, gastrulae, demons, and the recently appeared ghosts and monsters are not only increasing in number, but also becoming more and more powerful. As survivors, we will be easily defeated one by one if we don't make changes, just like those small gathering places."

"It just so happens that my gathering place has had some good fortune recently. It is the castle that suddenly appeared. I'm sure you have all inquired about it. It can accommodate more than tens of thousands of people, and it can be increased in the future."

"If we continue at this pace, we will be able to build a true city of survivors. So, I would like to invite everyone here to form this initial alliance and gather our strength together."