infinite blood core

Chapter 37 I pray to the gods
The night was dark and the campfire brought light to the camp.

Every now and then, the crackling of the burning branches was heard, accompanied by little sparks flying around the sky.

This camp is not strong. Although the fence has been arranged hastily, the time used is too short and the fence is too short.At most, it brings some psychological comfort to the members of the exploration team.

The real defense is the large number of traps scattered around the camp.

Once the beasts attack, these traps can block and create a huge noise to warn the people in the camp.

Of course, night watchmen are also arranged around the camp to provide another layer of security.

In the past, most of the expedition team members at this time had already fallen asleep, but tonight everyone was not sleepy.

Many people gathered around the campfire and talked to each other.

Information is known about the abilities of the flying squirrel leader, and the fact that the expedition is facing food shortages.

"In this case, what should we do?"

"Food is the most important thing! Without food, we don't need any monsters, and we will all starve to death. No one is an exception, because no one can eat or drink."

"I think we should kill these flying squirrels. Even if the flying squirrels are strong, most of the flying squirrels are just ordinary beasts."

"Hmph, if you think so, just wait to die. As long as the leader of Momonga bites your flesh and blood, you will die as soon as you discharge it. Even if the leader of Momonga is rare, we don't have many people, so it's not enough for him to kill."

"Looking back on it now, it's really terrifying. During the day, the flying squirrel leader was only five steps away from me. Fortunately, it died in the hands of Lord Zhenjin."

"Can the leader of Momonga really discharge?" Some people also expressed doubts.

But when he heard that this was the result of Cang Xu's inference, no one doubted it anymore.

"In this way, it is thanks to Lord Zhenjin! If he hadn't killed the leader of Momonga with one blow, we must have killed people."

"In my opinion, this herd must not be touched. Maybe we can meet a better food source in the future. So, let's take a detour. Or maybe we can find a large army."

"Oh, your idea is too naive. Is there food in the large army? Don't forget that our group was dispatched by the large army to search for food while exploring the surroundings!"

"I don't know how long it will be to go back to the beach where we set off and join the army. It's very possible that we will encounter more powerful monsters along the way."

"At the end of the day, how long can our food last?"

Cang Xu was lying in the tent, listening to the sound from outside, looking at the top of the tent, he knew very well: the food left at the moment can only last for seven days at most!
But at this moment, Cang Xu was more worried about the state of the team.

Everyone has their own ideas, the people of the team have been scattered, and each has their own opinions. At this time, the leader needs to make a final decision.

However, although Zhen Jin held this position, his prestige as a leader has not been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The mutton thing seems to be a good thing that can improve the prestige of the leader of the needle gold, but the result has caused the poisoning of the whole team, causing the team to toss back and forth, and have not harvested enough food.

Therefore, Zhenjin has no way to consolidate his authority.

"Then, let's see this time." Cang Xu thought.

In all fairness, this is not a good opportunity.

However, reality is always like this, it is indifferent, it always puts accidents and problems directly here, and it is not satisfactory.People are often caught off guard, let alone forced.

Whether it was Zhenjin, Zidi, or Cangsu himself, or the entire expedition team, they were all cornered by reality.

"Only by crossing this difficult reality can you really take charge of this team. So, needle gold, young leader, how will you choose?"

With this question in mind, Cang Xu slowly fell asleep.

"How should I choose?" Zhen Jin fell into contemplation.

As a leader, he has no qualifications to escape, only commitment!

"The team is running out of food now, and dealing with the flying squirrels is an option for obtaining food. But the risk is very high, and the exploration team is not strong enough. Suffering from the electric shock of the flying squirrel leader will inevitably lead to heavy casualties."

"But I need a big victory. A hearty victory is the ideal result. If it is just a tragic victory and the casualties are too high, it will inevitably disappoint the rest of the people and no longer expect my leadership."

"At the same time, the scale of the entire expedition team is not large. The casualties are too large, how can the rest of the people help me compete for the position of Baisha City Lord?"

In addition to this choice, Zhenjin understands that he has another option.

"That is to give up this flying squirrel colony and continue to explore, looking forward to discovering better food sources in the future."

"This choice can temporarily stabilize the entire team, but the food reserve can only last for seven days at most. What will happen next is actually difficult to say."

"It may be a weaker herd, or it may directly encounter a terrifying beast, causing the entire expedition team to perish."

"If food is strictly controlled and reduced as much as possible, it can last for more than ten days."

"But doing so is very risky."

"Once food starts to be scarce, people's hearts will panic, and they will even be wary of each other, hunt each other, and devour each other in order to survive!"

"My prestige can't suppress such people's hearts. If this happens, the whole team will not collapse but riot."

"I don't care, Zidi will be implicated!"

When Zhen Jin was thinking about it, an idea suddenly popped up.

The idea was so bold and terrifying that Zhen Jin himself was taken aback - "If I was cornered, in order to survive, would I kill other people and feed on human flesh?"

"No, how is this possible! If I do this, what is the difference between those beasts and beasts!? I am a Templar."

Needle Jin felt deeply ashamed.

The Templars represent light and bravery. On the battlefield, the Templars will always charge in front. In life, the Templars uphold justice, maintain goodness, and protect the weak.

"It turns out that it's so difficult to be a leader. I'm afraid I'm going to be driven crazy, otherwise how could I have such a terrible idea?"

At this moment, Zhen Jin really felt that a leader is by no means easy to assume.

Leaders must shoulder their responsibilities, not betray the trust of their subordinates, find the right way when they are confused, and lead everyone out of the predicament.

What's more, Zhen Jin has more than that.

He thought of Zidi. In his opinion, his fiancée had always trusted him, tried her best to protect him, and never gave up on him.

He thought of his family again, his father with only one arm left, he could not die, he wanted to become the Lord of Baisha City, which was a key step in the revival of the Baizhu family.

And his pride as a nobleman, his glory as a Templar...

As he thought about it, Jin Jin's brows became tighter, his chest felt tight, and there was a feeling of suffocation.

His tent is already the largest, but at this moment, the entire tent is like the giant claws of a monster, constantly shrinking, as if strangling the throat of needle gold.

Zhen Jin resisted the huge pressure, the voices outside the tent gradually faded, and most of the expedition team members got into the tent to sleep, but Zhen Jin felt the pressure became heavier and heavier.

I don't know how long it took, Zhen Jin let out a soft sound, suddenly bent down, and sat down on the marching blanket, leaning against the only wooden pillar in the tent.

"Huhuhu..."

Zhen Jin was panting heavily, his forehead covered with sweat.

He felt intense fatigue, not physical, but mental exhaustion.

"What should I do?" Zhen Jin was still confused and distressed.

Subconsciously, he half-knelt on the ground and began to pray again.

"Emperor Shengming, my God, your eyes are above the sky, no matter what kind of fog can't stop you from advancing. You hold the reins of a huge empire and lead hundreds of millions of people to victory. You are so wise , You are so decisive, You can see the trajectory of fate."

"Now, your loyal and humble believers pray to you. Please show me the way, please clear the fog of fate for me, and please protect me so that I can maintain the pride of a nobleman and the glory of a knight."

However, the gods did not respond.

Needle gold waiting.

He was looking forward to God's response.

Time passed silently and silently.

It's been a long wait.

Zhen Jin half-knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and moved in the direction of the Shengming Empire.

It's a stubborn wait.

This time, Zhen Jin showed unprecedented patience.

However, in the end, when the cold breath in the middle of the night kept coming in from the slits of the tent, it also penetrated into Jin Jin's nasal cavity, and penetrated into his heart from his skin.

Zhen Jin's heart seems to be getting colder gradually, and his eagerly waiting heart has fallen to the bottom of the valley.

Zhen Jin realized the cruel reality - the gods still did not respond to him, and he would not wait for any instructions from Emperor Shengming.

The tent in the middle of the night was full of darkness, without a trace of light.

The young needle Jin was half-knelt on the ground, like a stone statue.

After a long time, the stone statue let out a sigh, he no longer half-kneeled, but stood up with difficulty.

Legs and feet are sore and numb, acupuncture stomps feet, relaxes muscles.

His eyes were dull and his heart was heavy.He knew that he could only rely on himself.

Without divine guidance, the road ahead is pitch black.

But he has to go!
Staying in place, you can only wait for death, and it will disappoint everyone.

Life is like this.

People are often forced to make various decisions by life when the future is uncertain.Even people themselves know how reckless this choice is!However, people have to bear the consequences of their choices, whether bitter or sweet.

Needle gold can only continue to think.

It is very strange that this time, he did not feel the embarrassment before.

It's like breaking through a limit, perhaps because the gods didn't respond, making him completely understand that no one can rely on him.

When the morning came and the birds chirped in the forest more and more, Zhen Jin suddenly realized that the whole night had passed.

He opened the tent curtain, just in time to see the rising sun.

The sun shines through the clouds and shines in the half-dark forest.There was still white fog in the forest in the early morning, and the air seemed wet and cold.

When he opened the curtain, he was a wise leader who could see through everything and make the most correct choice.

Even if he knew he wasn't, he had to act decently!

There is no hesitation on his face, he has made a decision!

The crowd was quickly summoned to listen to a series of orders from Zhen Jin.

"Cyanobacteria, in the next few days, you will continue to sneak and find out more information about the flying squirrel community."

"The yellow algae, the white buds, and the blue beards, you are responsible for choosing the wood, and we are going to make a batch of short bows."

"Zidi, I need you to prepare a potion, it's best to be effective on Momonga's boss."

That's right, Zhenjin has decided to hunt this flying squirrel herd.

(End of this chapter)