Chapter 603: Duge Swinging a Sword at the Sky 500_2
For the sake of competing for resources, we slaughtered each other, disregarding the lives of the native inhabitants on the Alien Battlefield.
Perhaps calling you "natives" may seem disrespectful, but this is indeed how we refer to you.
All the natives were treated by us as chips for our own growth, as NPCs that could be trampled at will; no gamer cared about your lives or whether your world would descend into chaos.
In recent days,
the rebellion of the Sixteenth Army Group, the independence of the Marta Kingdom, the autonomy of the Eighth Army Group, and the establishment of the Doomsday Church... all are masterpieces of the gamers.
It took us just over a month to turn the once orderly Green Star into a complete mess."
Upon hearing these words, both the journalists sitting below and all the civilians of Green Star fell into silence, with many shooting angry glares, and some clenching their fists tightly.
"Are you feeling angry, desperate?" Duge said, "But what’s even more desperate is that the people who did these things think that it’s all perfectly normal.
Because they have a very legitimate reason; they are fighting for their own people. If they didn’t do this, the billions behind them would likewise perish.
Are the people of Green Star wronged?
Naturally, they are.
Because you did nothing to provoke this disaster, unlike the Hill people’s invasion which was brought upon by your ignorance; it’s different, after all.