Fog Survival

Qi Yuan's eyes were calm and he spoke slowly: "Let's start from the beginning. The first is the identity of the old man..."

Now, Qi Yuan had no intention of hiding anything and simply introduced the situation of the ancient village as a mysterious old man.

Ancient primitive village!

The descendants left behind by the previous batch of survivors!

A group of people who survived for thousands of years!

Every time he said something, the others were more shocked.

They had many speculations about this mysterious perfect powerhouse, and they had also thought about a very outrageous identity.

But they didn't expect that it would be so outrageous.

Daniel's eyes were full of horror and he said: "So they have survived for thousands of 뎃? How is this possible? Can the perfect level live for thousands of 뎃?"

"It shouldn't be possible."

Qi Yuan rejected this idea and said: "They should have used special methods to allow a small number of people to barely survive."

Tim frowned and asked: "Then what is their purpose? The civilization has been destroyed and all the people of the same race have died. Even if a few strong people are left, what can they do?"

This question is also a question for other people.

Spending such a high price and traveling across thousands of miles today, are you chasing something?

What is attracting them in this foggy world?

They looked at Qi Yuan. He was the only one who had more contact with the old man. If anyone knew the answer, it would be him.

However, Qi Yuan shook his head slightly: "놖 doesn't know much. He only left 놖 a few words."

"What words?"

All eyes looked over.

Qi Yuan lowered his eyebrows and said slowly in a low voice: "He said that they will help us within their capabilities. But we can't be friends."

"What does this mean?"

Bal Qi was a child after all, so he asked without any scruples, scratching his head and wondering why.

"You want to help them, but you are not on the same side as them?"

Unlike Bal Qi, the others are all 늅뎃그 who are mature in thinking and think more steadily.

Campos thought for a moment and said calmly: "Maybe they don't have any malicious intentions. This is what they want to do, and it must conflict with their interests."

Immediately afterwards, Tim added: "And it is definitely an irreconcilable conflict of interest!"

Others can generally figure it out and nodded slightly.

Irene, a cold and charming woman, crossed her slender legs, her white toes swayed slightly, and said in a cold voice: "The conflict with our interests is nothing more than resources, opportunities, and access."

After hearing her words, Qi Yuan's expression changed slightly and he looked at her deeply.

Then he said: "놖 agrees with this statement. Judging from what he is going to do, it is most likely related to 그口."

"Oh? How do you make this judgment?" Zhang Zhongyue asked in confusion.

Qi Yuan 놂jing said: "Before the fight, we had a conversation. He gave us a benefit and also told us what he would do next."

"What's the benefit? What's the matter?"

Qi Yuan tapped the table lightly, a smile appeared on his serious face, and he opened the box and asked: "The instructions are good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

What followed was seven pairs of indifferent eyes.

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Qi Yuan still smiled and said: "Then let's break the bad news first."

"The bad news is that the old village chief has said that he will not cooperate with us, and will continue to attack and rob level 5 shelters to kill our survivors."

In other words, the atmosphere at the scene instantly dropped to freezing point.

"We thought they were friends, but we didn't expect the relationship to break down so quickly."

Daniel had a wry smile on his face, obviously not wanting to confront them, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Qi Yuan continued: "However, they are not killing indiscriminately."

"What's the meaning?"

"First of all, they will not rob secondary shelters, but only 덿 shelters that can be upgraded."

"Secondly, they will only send combat power below the perfect level, and they will only kill survivors below the excellent level."

"In the end, he agreed not to go against the top forces like us, because we... are the hope of this group of survivors."

As for this, everyone present also had ideas.

After a long time, Campos opened his mouth and slowly spit out eight words: "Survival of the fittest, selection of the elite."

What the old man wants to do is already very clear, which is to plunder the bottom survivors of this generation.

Apart from the reason of survival of the fittest, it is difficult to think of other possibilities.

"So, you will fight with him and establish a tit-for-tat relationship among ordinary survivors?"

After Campos finished speaking, he looked at Qi Yuan and asked quietly.

Qi Yuan nodded, then shook his head: "This is part of the reason."

"Let me express my attitude to all the survivors and tell them that they are not the only ones being attacked. High-level survivors like us are also at odds with the opponent and even have perfect conflicts."

Zhang Zhongyue asked: "What about the other reason?"

"Another reason is to express our stance to them!"

Qi Yuan's eyes changed slightly, and he said more deeply: "놖 cannot guarantee that every one of them will be able to negotiate cooperation with 뀞놂qihe and the 놖s like the old man."

Zhang Zhongyue's eyes were deep and he said: "Therefore, we must also show strong enough strength to intimidate them.

The content of the bad news made the atmosphere a little depressing.

After all, their opponents are the strong men of the previous era, a group of old people who have lived for thousands of years.

Everyone has no idea about them, they don't know what their strength is, and they don't know what level they possess.

The only advantage.

One is that there are too many 그.

괗Yes, we are the survivors of this generation. We have shelters and systems. We are the heroes of this era.

The atmosphere was quite depressing, so Zhang Zhongyue suddenly said: "Now that we've said the bad news, let's talk about the good news."

Everyone's thoughts became active again and they looked at Qi Yuan.

"Okay, let's talk about the good news."

Qi Yuan was not polite, stretched out, changed into a comfortable posture, and said: "The good news is about improving strength. The old man gave us ways to practice."

"What?"

"Practice?"

"What do you mean?"

"Did you hear wrongly?"

Almost everyone's expressions became ferocious, and some didn't quite believe their ears.

Under the questioning eyes of everyone, Qi Yuan nodded firmly and repeated again: "You heard it right, it's cultivation!"

As he spoke, he took out two things from the dimensional ring.

They are all things that Zhang Zhongyue is familiar with - spirit-measuring stone balls and a cultivation formation engraved on the bark of a tree.

"What is this?"

Qi Yuan handed the things to everyone and asked them to take turns to check them.

Afterwards, he explained to everyone the meaning, usage and function of spirit stone balls and cultivation formations.

After listening, everyone was stunned.