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Chapter 648

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In fact, Ren Xiaosu did not believe in the truth. He was born in this sad era and had experienced the saddest things of this era.

He was in the middle of the truth.

At first, when he heard that Hope Media was responsible for recording the truth, Ren Xiaosu did not think much of it. Could the truth satisfy everyone?

Therefore, Jiang Xu was wrong. Ren Xiaosu was not protecting the truth, but the people behind him who were recording the truth.

It did not matter to Ren Xiaosu whether the truth was recorded or not. He just did not want to see these people who were fighting for their ideals die just like that.

They could die of old age or illness, but they should not die because they were used by others.

This was probably the first time Ren Xiaosu had fought for strangers, but Ren Xiaosu felt that tonight was particularly meaningful. It was as if he had also participated in that great cause and was fighting side by side with the people behind him.

He still remembered asking Jiang Xu, "Do people really care about the truth?"

Jiang Xu smiled and replied, "That's their business."

It turned out that this world was not so dark that one could not see the end of it. Along the way, he finally met other torches!

Could a disaster really make humanity extinct? Maybe, maybe not.

But after a disaster, should humans really give up on their beliefs for the sake of survival? Definitely not!

Wudi, if you were here, you'd be very happy, because there's a group of idiots behind me who are just like you.

Haha, they're surprisingly stupid!

"Fighting for the truth?" Ren Xiaosu said to himself with a smile, "That sounds pretty good!"

In this murky world, he was also willing to be an idiot once in a while.

Ren Xiaosu grabbed a bandit to use as a shield in his armor. The black saber in his hand was extremely sharp. At this moment, he faced the tide of enemies and raised his saber. That black saber was like an eternal black flag.

Ren Xiaosu said with a smile, "I still don't know who the people behind you are, but tonight, you've come to a place you shouldn't have, so you'll all die tonight."

Dark clouds finally covered the crescent moon in the sky. The weather had changed!

A moment later, Ren Xiaosu crashed into the crowd again and slashed with his saber! He was reaping lives like he was mowing grass!

Jiang Xu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched everything quietly. He could feel the strength in the young man's body. It did not come from every muscle or inch of bone in his body, but from his heart.

Jiang Xu turned around and looked at all his colleagues in the office. He smiled and said something inexplicable. "From today onward, we will no longer be alone."

Since they could not do anything to Ren Xiaosu, the thugs started calling for reinforcements on their comms channel. Initially, they were supposed to take control of four key locations when night fell and were led by four supernatural beings. However, Ren Xiaosu's appearance had completely disrupted their plans.

As they could not do anything to Ren Xiaosu, the bandits started calling for reinforcements on the radio. Initially, they were supposed to take control of four important locations when night fell and were led by four supernatural beings. However, the appearance of Ren Xiaosu had completely disrupted their plans.

Slowly, the bandits from other locations started converging. With Ren Xiaosu among them, it was as though he would never run out of enemies to kill. His steel armor set off countless sparks amidst the waves of gunfire. The sparks from the friction of the bullets hitting his body looked like he was wearing another layer of fiery armor.

However, no one could get past him and enter the Hope Media building!

Some of the bandits started trying to break through from the rear. But when they climbed over the back wall of the courtyard, they discovered a person wearing a white mask hiding in the shadows.

"Oh no, it's that White Mask!" someone said in despair.

These bandits were all elites of the consortiums, so how could they not know that a person wearing a white mask had recently appeared out of nowhere? This was another person who had been targeted by the various organizations. Even the Pyro Company could not do anything to him.

More and more bandits rushed to the front of the Hope Media building and died there.

The faces of the bandits kept changing. The only things that did not change were the steel armor and White Mask at the back.

Ren Xiaosu single-handedly fought against all the demons and monsters in the stronghold until the corpses of his enemies formed a mountain around him and formed his throne.

The world now referred to Zhang Jinglin as the King of the North. However, Zhang Jinglin himself said that the King of the North was someone else.

Suddenly, a supernatural being hidden among the bandits launched an attack. When he arrived in front of Ren Xiaosu, he swept up a wave of soil in an attempt to bury Ren Xiaosu underground.

But before he could complete his spell, the wave of soil was completely shattered. Ren Xiaosu said coldly, "You overestimate yourself."

With a slash of his saber, a supernatural being fell.

The bandits finally panicked a little. They had treated the supernatural being as their trump card and wanted to use him to deal a fatal blow to Ren Xiaosu. However, Ren Xiaosu had used his actions to tell them that supernatural beings were nothing special. The one in front of them was just one of the many he had killed.

Ever since the battle at Stronghold 146, Ren Xiaosu had not experienced such a high-intensity battle in a long time. But this time, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he felt very satisfied.

With Ren Xiaosu guarding this place, even a god could not get in!

Gradually, the nanomachines on Ren Xiaosu's body started to crumble like dust. This was a sign that they were running out of energy.

However, those cute little guys still followed their master's will and completed their final mission.

The moment each nanomachine was about to fall, they would transfer their remaining energy to the nanomachines that could still fight. It was like their final gift to Ren Xiaosu, and also like a tiny farewell.

For the nanomachines, this was literally burning up their life force.

When a supernatural being hiding in the shadows saw Ren Xiaosu's steel armor starting to crumble, he could no longer hold back and attacked. The red saber in his opponent's hand seemed to have some sort of magical power. When it clashed with the black saber, it did not break. Instead, it suddenly turned into a red stream of water and rapidly spread towards Ren Xiaosu's body. It was trying to get into Ren Xiaosu's body through the gaps in the steel armor!

But when the red stream of water touched the nanomachines on Ren Xiaosu's arm, the nanomachines on Ren Xiaosu's arm automatically detached themselves and turned into a silver liquid stream of water to fight the red enemy.

It was a battle in the microscopic world. In just an instant, the nanomachines had successfully devoured the red stream of water.

Immediately after, the supernatural being suffered a backlash from his power and fell to the ground with a cry of pain. A saber slashed at him and split him in two. He could not even understand why his ability to scheme against others, which had always been successful, had failed so miserably.

There were no longer any enemies to fill in the battlefield. The thugs who had planned to take control of Hope Media had all been killed by Ren Xiaosu. The mastermind probably could not have expected that his first plan at nightfall would be destroyed by a young man all by himself.

Ren Xiaosu panted as he stood in the yard with his saber in hand. Then he suddenly laughed. "You can't even withstand a single blow."

A gust of wind blew over, and the gray nanomachines on the ground were lifted up by the wind. They were blown far away like dust. Ren Xiaosu watched them leave, then said softly, "Thank you."

The battle tonight was far from over, but he was thankful that these cute little guys had accompanied him for a while. From here on out, he would have to rely on himself.

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