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That's What A Top-Tier Savior Is!

[Nomination for Best Newcomer of the Year 2022] [First Place in Bestselling Books for the Tenth Period of the Sci-Fi Starlight Awards] [First Prize in the 2022 Sci-Fi Writing Contest] Saviors are ranked as well. The lowest-tier saviors are inefficient. They take years or even decades to save the world once, causing countless people to suffer. However, they may not truly save the world. The third-tier saviors are manipulated by schemers their entire lives. They are ignorant and naive, just like puppets on strings. The second-tier saviors pay a huge price to save the world. They may lose their spouse, suffer a disability, sacrifice their friends, and suffer many other hardships. However, in the end, they only receive a useless title or even an epitaph. "These saviors have tragic lives. I don't want to become like them, I want to be a top-tier savior!" "What a top-tier savior is?" "Light-speed salvation!" "No casualties!" "Obtaining insane profits!" "Using the present sword to slay the near future, strangling the apocalypse in its cradle, acting entirely on his will, and collecting the reward he deserved!" "That's what a top-tier savior is!"

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Chapter 48 Please Punish Me Severely_2

"Thank you."

Chen Sifei said, still unsettled.

Leader Er smiled, "If you were hurt, I wouldn't know how to explain to that patron."

Again, "that patron"...

Chen Sifei was puzzled.

Who exactly is the "patron" Leader Er referred to?

Leader Er did not explain.

He thought to himself that this individual was specifically sought after by the patron. If they had fallen from the flying vehicle in his presence, injured or not, it would be his gross dereliction of duty. Even if the patron didn't find out, he would be plagued by his own guilty conscience.

The aircraft's altitude rose gradually.

Woosh, woosh, woosh—

The more than ten Dawn Apostles in the room leaped up and darted into the aircraft, as if flying.

Half a minute later, the aircraft plunged into the clouds.

Chen Sifei's father stood on the balcony, watching the direction in which the aircraft disappeared, feeling as if he had just woken from a daytime dream.

"Hello, is this the Public Security Bureau?"