Above Ten Thousand People Novels & Stories

, screams another. How are there so many people who think that this is okay? Where do they all come from? The voices keep coming, one after another. 20,000. 25,000. 30,000. Then the bids start to come more slowly. Suddenly, a new voice calls out, breaking the bidding sequence. "300,000."

10 million: Chapter: 6 Kent Mia’s is this place near the campus where everyone like to grab a bite. But I didn’t expect it to be EVERYONE. “Hi, Vicky! It’s really you?” Another acquaintance drops by our table to greet her. Jesus, this is the sixth time this evening. “OMG, Mark! You are in town?” This time Ms Irwin gets really excited that she almost jumps.

I repeated, my voice sharp. He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Men. They never stop flocking to her. She's got a hefty supply of loyal lovers. If you clear them out first, you might just see the real her." I exhaled slowly. "How many people are we talking here?" "Roughly a hundred," Jared said, his voice calm but certain. "From romantic relationships to business connections. Some even come from surrounding towns." I clicked my tongue. "That's a lot of protection," I muttered, my mind already putting the pieces together. "But it shouldn't be a problem. I just have to take out a hundred people, right?"

I asked him. He looked at me as if he wasn't sure what to say- the truth or not. “Yes, it has but my people say it hasn't really taken off. He's waiting for so many people to join it." I had to know, “How many people are there now" He looked hesitant, taking a moment before he answered me, “Two million" I felt my heart stop for a moment, it felt like a knife going through me. Two million was more than enough to destroy my reputation, my father's and even his and somehow he was still waiting for me? I shook my head, “How could he"

"A city with tens of thousands of people?" “Coming from such a small place, you may find it hard to believe. But in the outside world, cities with tens of millions of people are commonplace,” Thalia answered. Thalia wanted to leave. And now, only by following Adrian would it have a chance to get out, but it didn't want to go alone. Getting Emma to come along would give Thalia a little more confidence. "Tens of millions of people?" Emma's wavering gaze suddenly became firm. A dense and overwhelming killing intent erupted from her, accompanied by a faint demonic aura. These were the fundamentals of her soul.

Chapter 52 Commander dialed the number, which was picked up by the location's manager. Sir, my name is Prince Peter Justice Maclean. Oh, and I am honored to hear your voice. Is it possible for me to assist you, Lord? Yes, I'd like to know if we should bring some student mattresses for roughly 200 kids. If you are coming with fewer than 500 couples, I don't believe it is required. Oh, we're around 300 people. There's no need for it then. Thank you, we're on our way now. We are waiting. Thank you, my Lord.

I nod as I look around. Everyone agrees and we separate. Walking in human form to the city. We get to the edge of the city. "Ok. Try to blend in. We'll just make our way to the castle and not try to stir things up." I say to my group. We all look casual as we join the night life filled with people. River looks around. "How many do you think are here?" I shrug. "Two maybe three thousand. Could be more. This place is huge." I look at the tall buildings and neon signs. The streets are busy with people walking around.

These modern-looking cities were completely devoid of life. Upon seeing this, James was frustrated. “Earth once had a population of about ten billion. Now, not even a hundred million remains.” He sighed. Thea grabbed his hand firmly and said, “Everything will be over soon.” There were 10 billion inhabitants on Earth. Now, many of them lay dead. Besides, many of the surviving humans came from the Sealed Realms.

Regardless, even though he wasn’t there yet, there were already fifty million people waiting for his arrival, and the numbers kept on rising. What a truly unexpected and intense broadcast…

' Next morning, my phone blew up: [I've invited my friends tonight. Ready to apologize?] [If you're sincere, I'll give you another shot. You can still be my wife. I'll keep paying for your mom."] [8 PM. My family house. Don't be late.] *** By the time the clock hit eight, the Fletcher mansion was bursting at the seams. Everyone showed up for the same reason—to watch Jenna crash and burn. Whispers buzzed through the crowd. "Place your bets—what lame excuse is she rolling out tonight to win Mark back?"