Chương 777: “New People!”

At the center of the Tree of Wisdom, the face of a young girl who had dyed the Green Tide a faint golden color suddenly raised her eyebrows that were as sharp as swords. She looked angry like Buddha's warrior attendant. 

"Looking at the leader's subordinate carrying a razor as thin as a cicada's wings and walking toward the helpless little girl with a sinister smile, I suddenly felt an endless fury."

The Tree of Wisdom said, "In the past, I've also tasted anger through the neural network—whether it was the weak being robbed of all their resources, or the weak uniting to overthrow the rule of the strong, burning the strong to death in rubber tires, or even the monster having the food in its mouth be snatched away or having it slip away, they would all be angry.

"But this time's anger is different.