Wang Ran hung up the phone, opened the [Portable Warehouse], threw his cell phone in, and then took out the communicator for contacting the Apostle of Dawn.
"I need a group of people who can arrive at my coordinates within half an hour. Those who can't arrive don't have to come."
This communicator was purchased from the World Hub and can send space coordinates on it.
The original coordinates were not very accurate, but the Apostles of Dawn had built a number of signal stations on Earth to assist in positioning, and now the position error has been controlled to the centimeter level.
"receive!"
"I'm nearby!"
“Right there!”
"… "
Lines of information flew down.
Although Wang Ran did not use [Save the Suffering and Deliver the Disasters] to influence every Dawn Apostle, every Dawn Apostle knew of his existence, and the first batch of Dawn Apostles who were influenced by him all took middle and senior positions.
At one command, the Dawn Apostles from several continents rushed here at all costs.
Wang Ran soon realized that he had given too much time, because within less than ten minutes, the Dawn Apostles who arrived at the scene had gathered into a huge crowd, roughly estimated to be as many as two to three thousand people.
This is just the beginning, more and more aircraft are entering his sensing range.
With a huge sum of money in hand, Master Er carried out a wave of equipment upgrades for the Apostles of the Dawn at the world hub. Now all the major bases of the Apostles of the Dawn on Earth are equipped with hypersonic aircraft, and traveling is as fast as teleporting.
"That's enough." Wang Ran ordered, "There's no need to rush those who haven't arrived yet."
There was a sudden sound of grief in the communicator.
The Dawn Apostles who were already standing in front of Wang Ran were all delighted, while the Dawn Apostles who had not arrived were as devastated as they had lost the precious opportunity to meet their leader.
Wang Ran no longer paid attention to the content in the communicator. He threw the communicator into the communication channel and asked loudly: "The one with the highest position and the strongest strength, please stand up!"
"Sir, I am the director of the Asian branch, at the quasi-ninth-rank level!"
An old man with a hunched back walked out of the crowd. His face was covered with criss-crossing wrinkles, which were the traces left by the years on him, but his eyes were very clear, like that of an energetic young man.
He looked up at Wang Ran, his eyes full of admiration.
This is an Apostle of the Dawn who was fortunate enough to be baptized by [Saving the Suffering and Delivering from Disasters], and a loyal follower of Wang Ran. Unfortunately, Wang Ran did not remember him, because he was converted by the afterimage left by Wang Ran on Ronawei Island. Before today, they had never even met.
But judging from his expression, the fact that they had never met each other obviously did not reduce his devotion to Wang Ran.
Wang Ran looked at the old man. He felt an invisible connection between himself and the old man in front of him. He immediately realized that the old man was his follower and felt relieved.
Other Dawn Apostles might try to slack off, but his followers never would.
“Take this!” Wang Ran took out the [prosthesis] from the [portable warehouse], handed it to the old man solemnly, and then emphasized in a serious tone, “From now on, I entrust the safety of 200 million lives to you, don’t let me down…”
He explained to the old man how to use the prosthesis.
"Have I made myself clear?"
he asked, staring into the old man's eyes.
[Prosthetic limbs] play a vital role in his plan, and there cannot be any mistakes in the practical operation.
The old man nodded vigorously, and looked at Wang Ran with a look that was eager for recognition: "Sir! I have mastered it completely!"
"Very good." Wang Ran nodded slightly. He turned to face the teleportation stele and said to the old man with his head tilted, "I will go to another world through this teleportation stele in a moment. One day later, you will use the [prosthetic limb] to destroy this stele. When destroying it, you must think in your mind, 'teleport everyone to the back of the Pure Land Gate'. Do you understand?"
The old man nodded seriously: "I understand!"
Wang Ran nodded with satisfaction.
However, this matter is crucial. Before the plan officially begins, he still has to use simulation to confirm whether the old man really understands it.
[Start simulation]
[On the first day, you give everyone a number]
[You go to the mirror world]
[…]
[…]
[Simulation ends]
[No new achievements were achieved in this simulation, so no rewards can be obtained]
A barely perceptible hint of joy appeared on Wang Ran's face.
Done!
All the Dawn Apostles were teleported behind the Pure Land Gate, without missing a single one, which meant that the old man did understand and his [prosthesis] was functioning normally.
"Wait a moment."
Wang Ran took out a door from the [portable warehouse] and opened the transmission channel leading to the world hub. He disappeared for a short while, but soon came back.
He maxed out the simulation rewards, gaining a total of three million free attribute points and three hundred thousand talent extraction opportunities. His originally slightly empty wallet suddenly swelled up.
When this doomsday is over and he gets new talent slots, he will definitely draw two very useful ones and upgrade the [Assassin] with instant death effect.
"Okay, let's get started."
He walked to the teleportation stone tablet, thought carefully for a moment, and made sure there was nothing missing. Then he put his hand on the teleportation stone tablet and pressed hard...
Shua—
His figure disappeared out of thin air.
The Dawn Apostles understood that Wang Ran had been teleported away. They did not panic, but formed a defensive formation on the spot and silently waited for the arrival of the next day.
On the other side, Wang Ran arrived at the mirror world transfer station.
“So many mirrors!”
Wang Ran looked around and saw smooth mirrored surfaces everywhere he looked, reflecting thousands of his figures, like a huge kaleidoscope with him as the theme.
The mirror under his feet is the largest, equivalent to the sum of hundreds of small mirrors, but there is no him in the mirror, only countless small mirrors around him.
"Is this the core of the mirror world transfer station?" Wang Ran looked at the large mirror under his feet with a thoughtful expression, "What is its relationship with those infinite cores? Will the infinite cores have a center?"
He didn't have a chance to figure this out, because he had just stood still for a few seconds when he was flooded with invitation messages from various infinite cores. Densely packed dialog boxes appeared in front of his eyes, and his ears were buzzing.
Wang Ran's thoughts flashed, and he unexpectedly found a familiar invitation inside.
[“Do you want to see some fun?”]
[“Do you want to see the big guys having fun?”]
[“Yes? Very much?”]
Fun People Unlimited Core
Looking at the dialog box, Wang Ran fell silent. He thought of Wu Le who had left a deep impression on him—the woman who had clung to him like a piece of taffy in the simulation.
Do you want to go to this infinite core