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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!"

Dream Butterfly · 科幻
分數不夠
555 Chs

Chapter 64 Simon Luo's Confession_1

"Simon Luo, Vice President of the Watcher's Association."

"Scan complete, initiating teleportation."

The housekeeper's efficiency was high; it took less than two seconds to locate Simon Luo among the vast crowd at the World Hub.

A flash of white light, and Simon Luo appeared in the room.

Simon Luo's body was seated, holding a wine glass, he sat in an air chair, toasting to the air, his face written with bewilderment.

Just a second ago, he had been exchanging toasts with the Divine Jerks, and then with a flash of white light, he found himself in this strange place.

He quickly noticed Sheng Ya and Wang Ran.

With the powerful strength of his behind, he stood up from the air chair, put away the wine glass with a flip of his hand, and then furrowed his brows in a tight frown and asked, "Vice President Sheng Ya, and Mr. Wang Ran, what just happened? Was it you who transferred me here?"

There was a sense of demanding accountability in his tone.

Sheng Ya pursed her lips.