Abyss Solo-Chapter 496 - 222 Yahaha Riots_2

The military police surrounding the park reacted quickly, putting away their weapons and continuously shouting to guide the crowd.

The order on the streets near the park was temporarily restored.

But when the surroundings quieted down, Yang Ming heard screams coming from all directions.

Panic was still spreading.

The restoration of order in some areas was just a drop in the bucket for the widespread chaos triggered by the terror attack.

Yang Ming cursed under his breath, threw off his coat, and sprinted in the narrow gaps along the street against the tide of people.

In a crowd like this, if anyone fell, without someone to help them, they would immediately be in a life-and-death crisis. When the crowd was too dense, too many adults per square meter would cause suffocation deaths of a large number of victims.

A large-scale trampling accident had already occurred.

The scene before Yang Ming suddenly became vacant, with more than a dozen bodies lying on the corner—a scene too tragic to behold. But in the middle of the bodies, two men clung to a lamppost, desperately creating a small gap.

Inside, a little boy still had faint breaths.

Yang Ming pushed aside the bodies, picked up the boy, and rushed to the roadside.

He administered CPR and assisted breathing, and the boy’s breathing gradually became smooth. Another wave of people appeared on the road, and Yang Ming bent down, holding the boy.

There were just too many panicked people.

"Lyu, think of a way."

"Boss, we must calm the public. Otherwise, the casualties from the trampling accidents will far exceed the direct casualties caused by the explosion. We can attract their attention upwards," Lyu said quickly, "I will invade all the city’s networked devices and everyone’s communication devices, starting a regional broadcast! The White Ghost’s influence can temporarily attract their attention!"

White Ghost!

Yang Ming picked up the little boy and rushed back in the direction they came from, reaching outside a store window. He kicked open a corner of the window and crawled inside with the boy.

There was a White Ghost COS costume here.

The little boy, half-conscious, saw a man standing in front of him, taking off his shirt and putting on that cool "white armor" and tactical helmet.

The man turned his head to look over, making a gesture to keep silent. The boy nodded lightly, and the panic in his eyes diminished significantly.

"White Ghost..."

Yang Ming laid the boy flat on the store counter, and then he crawled into the storage room. After locking the doors and windows, he placed his glasses in front of him.

Imaginary scene, audio-visual synchronization.

"Broadcast is on."

Accompanied by a somewhat sharp electrical noise, a faint projection screen appeared before Yang Ming. The screen showed a bird’s-eye view of the city, with countless people surging everywhere.

On the streets, projection devices outside buildings were activated, filling every street and alley with giant projection screens.

In the crowd, almost every communication device automatically sprang a projection frame.

Yang Ming clenched his right hand.

He needed to say something to grab their attention. A pale shout was meaningless.

"Hey, scum of the Empire!"

The familiar synthesized voice suddenly echoed throughout the city, mechanical sounds turning into sound waves, pressing down on the crowd’s noise.

The speed of some people visibly slowed, and they looked up.

"I’m either in your hands or above you... look at me!"

The city seemed to quiet for a moment, and then a new wave of sound emerged:

"White Ghost!"

"It’s White Ghost!"

"He’s here to save us!"

Cheers erupted within the crowd.

Yang Ming took a deep breath, and his voice continued to cover the panic-stricken crowd:

"Have all the Empire’s men died out? What are you doing? A major trampling accident has occurred, and yet you’re still just going with the flow in the crowd?

"Do you want more people to die because of your inaction?

"Strong men, stand up right now! Go find the nearest man to you, hold hands, and create a barrier to divide the crowd!

"Women, protect the children and the elderly around you, yes, hand in hand, arm in arm, form human walls.

"I understand you, you were ruled by panic just now, that’s normal! But now, we must organize, fight against panic, and avoid a greater disaster from happening, yes! Just like that! You’re doing great! Now, start moving the human walls slowly, the slower, the better. No rush! No anxiety, I will protect you, and escort women, children, and the elderly to nearby buildings.

"Perform well, I’m watching you right here.

"Just a small bomb attack, will this crumble the Empire? Clearly not, after this disaster’s baptism, you will all become the heroes of your respective families.

"Men, if any cowards among you dare not stand up, I promise I’ll come to your door, I assure you..."

On the street, in projection screens everywhere, the White Ghost’s broadcast switched to indicator lights, guiding the crowd towards shelters.

The communication devices in people’s hands resumed normal operation and popped up messages with the White Ghost’s emblem and a simple guidance map.

The network terminals for the elderly and children were marked as pink, indicating the need for aid.

Someone began singing the Empire’s military song, and the high-pitched male voices became a second sedative shot.

Store storage room.

"Nicely done, Lyu!" Yang Ming threw a fist into the air, "You saved many people."

"It wasn’t me, boss," Lyu laughed, "It was the White Ghost."

"Aren’t you the White Ghost too?"

"Uh, I suppose so..."

Yang Ming chuckled, took off the COS costume, and hung it among a pile of various COS costumes nearby.

Lyu reminded him, "Boss, I erased any traces of your disguise, but there’s still one loose end..."

The boy.

Yang Ming put on the helmet, walked out of the storage room, and the boy was still semi-conscious. Hearing footsteps, he groggily opened his eyes.

Yang Ming approached him, hesitated slightly, and still whispered in his ear, "Can I trust you?"

The boy nodded lightly.

"Good, what just happened is our secret now."

Yang Ming extended a fist in front of the boy, who, struggling to lift his arm, was supported by Yang Ming holding his wrist.

The two fists gently touched.

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"Sleep for a bit, I have to go save others."

Yang Ming patted the boy’s forehead, and the boy drifted back into sleep.

Afterward, Yang Ming removed his helmet, picked up the boy, and blended into the slowly moving crowd, quickly leaving after handing the boy over to a young couple.

"Boss," Lyu cautioned, "this is still too risky."

"I didn’t display any extraordinary power, just used an ordinary person’s first-aid knowledge to save him," Yang Ming said softly, "Don’t worry, it was just a passerby wearing a White Ghost COS costume."

Lyu grumbled, "Wasn’t it me who ran everywhere, modifying details?"

"I’ll give you a bonus."

"A high-fidelity male companion robot! Give me a frame, and I can modify it myself!"

"Don’t keep coveting my handsome looks," Yang Ming laughed and scolded, "Add an extra chicken leg for your dinner as a reward."

Lyu rolled his eyes in Thought Space.

Suddenly.

"Boss, Poisoned Stinger Ship."

Yang Ming, strolling along the street, looked up, and there was Catherine’s Poisoned Stinger Ship already hovering high above.

The ship’s spines flickered with light, emitting ripples that fell slowly, and a heavenly singing sound reached people’s ears, making them move more slowly, with peaceful and tranquil expressions.

In the center of the Poisoned Stinger Ship’s bridge.

Bryant’s figure hovered slowly, wearing a helmet on his head, hands and feet bound by golden rings, chanting emotionally at this moment.

Ripples visible to the naked eye spread outward around him, amplified by the Poisoned Stinger Ship, spreading into the city below.

Griss stood arm-in-arm in front of the command platform, scratching the corner of his eye at this sight.

The heavenly song capable of soothing hearts actually came from the vilest among the supermodified people.

It was truly ironic.

Griss didn’t appreciate Bryant’s singing much; he quickly turned and sat in front of the command console, swiftly mobilizing resources and issuing rescue orders while using the Poisoned Stinger Ship’s great capabilities to constantly search the ground.

White Ghost.

He must be here.

Such a rapid response, almost instantly invading all a city’s devices. This was definitely not something that could be done casually.

The nearby airspace was strictly cordoned off, so not even the most advanced stealth ship could get close.

The source of the recent network attack could only be from the planet’s surface!

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