The piercing alarm sound spread throughout the entire base, and in factories big and small, countless workers armed themselves with weapons as deep red lights signaled the most dangerous time.
At Meng Yu's side, Qi Refinement Practitioners fell to the ground, filled with despair.
Only those who had interacted with this person knew just how powerful he was!
Voices churned in the distance, but he stood upright in the blizzard, indifferent.
"I don't need to fight you. Just by severing the energy system and breaking a few protective formations, the cold wind will kill most of you, and the rest... Do you think those burning sticks can threaten me?"
Meng Yu smiled, then smiled again.
"You don't think I'm that foolish, unaware of guerilla warfare, do you?"
His voice was icy cold, yet full of cruel reality. Although more than three hundred thousand employees had various weapons, you first had to lock onto Meng Yu.
