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[New content in Beta0.7: Zombie Mutants]

[Characteristics: No head weakness of regular mutants, stronger recovery ability, higher toughness, some are equipped with a small amount of mechanical prostheses. Most of the Mangbian have no obvious difference in appearance from other green-skinned mutants, so be careful if you encounter them! 】

[Weaknesses: Strong resistance to radiation and toxic substances, no obvious weaknesses. 】

[Recommended ammunition: 20mm or more ammunition, bolter (bolt gun), dragon breath (shotgun), thermobaric bomb (RPG launcher), etc.]

[To be verified: flamethrower, Molotov cocktail, etc. (Note: Please keep a safe distance to avoid being thrown down by mutants on fire)]

Midnight with an umbrella but no knife: Good guy, it turns out to be a secretly modified elite monster!

Sleepy after waking up: I really thought it was a bug!

Ye Shi: Then here comes the question, how do you know that Ah Guang didn't make bugs into elite monsters? (Funny)

Quit smoking: It makes sense, what the hell!

Irena: Ah Guang: Well said, don't say it again next time. (Funny)

Tyrannosaurus Warrior: It's unscientific...it can still grow back after being headshot, that's not what's written in our biology book. Should the dog plan retake the nine-year compulsory education?

Ye Shi: That makes sense, but why don't you ask how psychohistory is able to fully count all variables? What exactly is the thing shot out of the nuclear gun? How does the force drive the lightsaber? How do animals' nervous centers and immune systems get dehydrated? And... why does SpongeBob ask the magic conch whenever he has a question?

Tyrannosaurus Warrior: I know SpongeBob SquarePants, it doesn't ask about the magic conch every episode, right? What the hell are the others? (Confused)

Elf King Fugui: You ask so many questions at once to dry-burn his CPU. (Funny)

Ye Shi: Strange, I thought he could understand at least two, it's unscientific. (Funny)

Quitting smoking: Hahahaha!

...

To the north of the Weifu military base, about two kilometers away, there is an abandoned small village.

This used to be a small village under the Fuzhuang settlement. After the torch came, the people here disappeared, and the whole village was abandoned.

When the Southern Construction Corps first arrived here, they borrowed a house here for a while, and then withdrew from here after the military base was built.

Later, when the Viscomunity and the Torch formally fought, the coalition forces entered the Weifu military base. Survivors from Groom Town often drove horse-drawn carriages to do business. After a long time, they simply moved into that unnamed village and renovated the dilapidated facilities. , opened some taverns and hotels.

Later, a group of life professional players moved the barbecue grills here, and the originally quiet and peaceful village suddenly became smoky.

An unassuming tavern.

Soldiers from several companies sat at a table, muttering while drinking and eating skewers.

How unlucky!

Slapping the wine glass on the wooden table again, Tang Feng, who was in the second row, cursed.

The soldiers from the Free State at the next table glanced at each other, and one of them turned to look at him and asked.

What's wrong bro?

Tang Feng hiccupped and said drunkenly.

Our officer took us to the front line for a walk, but dragged us back without firing a single shot!

The man said with a smile.

Isn't that a good thing?

It was most comfortable not to go to the front line, and he really wanted to stay behind if he could.

But this is impossible.

Each combat unit has its own mission, and there is always their turn.

However, the brain circuits of the residents of Ideal City are always different from those of other people in the wasteland.

What a hammer! Tang Feng squinted his eyes and yelled, We are here to kill mutants! We are not here to drink! Where can you not drink alcohol? Do you have to come here!

That's right! Another soldier in the second row sitting next to him also complained, We are here for the destiny of all mankind! Even if we can't access Duandianyun here, we haven't complained! Wait a minute After arriving here, we realized that there is no such thing as what we were after!

The free state soldier froze for a moment and asked incomprehensibly.

What are you after?

Tang Feng said without hesitation.

Ideal, courage, and of course others... I hope my name will be a source of pride in the eyes of my family and friends, just like the crew of the Pioneer.

Several soldiers from the Free State looked at each other, their eyes filled with admiration.

As expected of a guy from Ideal City.

The pattern is different!

They are different.

They're here for the money, and whoever sent them is, of course, for the money.

As for the higher level, maybe there are other purposes.

But that's what those guys worry about, they don't really care.

They just want to pay off their debts as soon as possible, earn a sum of money that they can never spend in a lifetime, end this fucking life with continuous stops, and go to a slow-paced retirement life.

But although they have no dreams, for those who have no dreams, those who have dreams and are willing to act for them are indeed very attractive, as if they are radiating light all over their bodies.

Maybe it's not the skyscrapers of Ideal City that are shining, after all, they also have that kind of thing, what really shines is the ideals in the hearts of the people there...

At least that's how it seemed to them.

Edm, a sniper from the 7th Battalion of the Hound Special Forces, Edm patted Tang Feng's shoulder with callused palms, and Edm gave a thumbs up in admiration, What I admire the most is that you guys don't work for reward. Desperate guy, when I finish repaying the loan, I will be like you, living for the freedom in my heart... Please allow me to treat the human warriors to a drink!

Dazed by this flattery, Tang Feng smiled embarrassedly, reached out and touched his fist with him.

Tang Feng, first regiment, first battalion, second platoon... wait, sniper? Are you a sniper?

Seeing his eyes widen suddenly in surprise, Edm asked in a daze.

The same to you?

No, but I play Sniper Six. Tang Feng rubbed his nose with his index finger in embarrassment, and said with a smile, It's a pity that our class doesn't have a sniper, and there is a sniper squad in the company, otherwise I'm sure Use a whole sniper.

Edm's eyes lit up, and he was pleasantly surprised.

What a coincidence, it seems that you have a lot of research on sniping, let's discuss it another day.

Tang Feng readily agreed.

No problem... Speaking of which, where do you usually dance?

Edm flinched.

Jump... where to jump?

At this moment, there were a few sneers from the side.

On the table not far away, a few big-nosed people who were drinking wine drifted here vaguely.

It can be seen from the wine bottles on the side that these guys have been drinking a lot.

Otherwise, you won't be talking more and more.

One Regiment, One Battalion... That's right, it's this number.

Isn't this the guys from yesterday?

Haha, the idiot of Ideal City.

It can't be said that, the appetite of the awakened ones is better, maybe they are all awakened ones?

Are you kidding, just rely on those guys who treat awakening as a terminal illness?

At first Tang Feng didn't want to pay attention to them. The rudeness of the Willant people was obvious to all in the wasteland.

However, Naihe's voices became more and more unrestrained, to the point where people could not ignore them.

Tang Feng, who had just been praised for being a bit superior, suddenly became angry, and he slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

Say it again!

The originally lively tavern fell silent instantly, including the group of noisy Willanters.

However, the latter only paused for a few seconds before laughing jokingly again.

What? You want to say that even the idiot can bite? Then I want to see it.

The Willant who had the loudest voice got up with his eyes squinted, unbuttoned his straight military uniform and threw it aside, revealing a light green vest and a mass of strong muscles.

There was a dangerous aura exuding from his body, like a cheetah ready to go.

It is clear.

What he has is not just lip service, but also some capital on his body.

Tang Feng drank the rest of the wine in the glass in one gulp, and threw his coat on the back of the chair beside him.

Want to see a biter? Then you go to the bathroom and look in the mirror, or do you have to ask me to ask you to see a doctor?

There are not many muscles on his body, as if he has just been trained, but his momentum is not empty at all.

The bionic plug-in attached to his iris is already aimed at that ugly nose, and he swears he can dent that thing in three strokes, as accurate as a fully equipped G9 Black Swan assault rifle.

It doesn't take much effort and any adult can do it.

The companion on the side grabbed his arm and reminded him with eyes that were not drunk.

Hey, don't cause trouble, and be careful to be sent back.

Then let the officer send me back. Tang Feng curled his lips and twisted his neck dismissively, I don't think he intends to let us go to the front line.

Being sent back is not worse than wasting time here, not to mention that he can wait for the opponent to attack first and then fight back. At that time, no one can blame him even if he goes to a military court.

He is for the honor of the entire ideal city, not only the jury will be on his side, but the vast majority of people in the entire endpoint cloud who have the same honor as him will do the same.

While the people from the enterprise were trying to persuade them to fight, the people from Weilante were still watching the lively fight.

Damon, this kid seems to look down on you?

Haha, don't be underestimated by the rice bucket.

Shut up, the guy named Damon cursed and narrowed his eyes as he stared at Tang Feng. I'll beat him down first, and then I'll deal with you.

Don't use your mouth, the man joked with a playful smile on his face, with an expression of watching the show, I don't like that.

There was a tense battle between the two parties, and the whole tavern was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Almost all the guests in the entire tavern cast curious eyes on this side.

One side is the people of the enterprise, and the other side is the people of the legion.

If the former was persuaded, these guys would undoubtedly have earned their reputation as idiots, and if the latter gave in, then the reputation of the Willanters as a fighting race would probably be a bit vain.

Everyone is curious, wanting to see how these two groups of people end up.

Including players sitting in taverns drinking.

Especially with a big eye for debt, he started the market as a banker who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

Little bet Yiqing, little bet Yiqing, is there any bet?

Outlaw lunatic: I bet fifty silver coins! The Willant can beat that guy down!

Seeing that he wanted to beat the legion to win, the indebted big eyes smiled and said slowly.

That's not necessarily the case. That guy dares to stand up and take the fight. He probably has two brushes in his hand.

Seeing that no one believed it, he paused and continued to give advice.

As we all know, the guy in Ideal City likes to wear prosthetic bodies and smart wearable devices. Maybe he has a mantis knife hidden in his sleeve!

The words of the old players still carry some weight in the ears of the newcomers.

A pair of eyes suddenly widened.

Damn it, you won't see blood, right?

Awesome! I buy one hundred silver coins, and the company wins!

I also buy businesses!

Seeing the reversal of the magnification rate, the big debt-debt eyes were happy, and their eyes narrowed with a smile.

Thinking that he bought the legion, the extrajudicial lunatic was a little anxious, walked up to him and asked in a low voice.

Brother, whoever you buy wins?

He glanced at him with big eyes and whispered softly.

Legion.

The outlaw's eyes suddenly widened.

Fuck!

This Goubi is no ordinary dog!

Seeing that the two were about to start a fight, the boss behind the bar didn't know what to do.

Neither side is someone he can afford, so he can only turn to the benevolent people of the alliance for help.

However, those guys didn't look this way at all, they didn't seem to want to get involved in the conflict between the company and the legion, they just muttered something in words he couldn't understand.

Just when the tavern owner was drenched in sweat, a moderate cough suddenly sounded from the very center of the vortex.

Even if you fight, you can't prove anything. The bravery of one person is different from a group of people. For example...that group of mutants, even if I want to beat them in a one-on-one duel. .But when we fight each other according to our abilities on the battlefield, they don't even have a chance to touch me.

Hearing the untimely voice, the Willant man named Damon narrowed his eyes and looked over. He saw a guy in a blue coat, and couldn't help curling his lips.

so?

Tang Feng also frowned, looked at the alliance friend and said in a low voice.

Don't meddle in this matter.

You guys misunderstood, I don't want to stop you, it's just that there's no way to tell the winner like this, Mosquito sighed when the two were staring at him, and continued slowly, So we might as well change the posture of the competition, A gesture that is more civilized, more graceful, and more reflective of a soldier's military qualities than a brawl.

He couldn't make it up anymore, he coughed hard, took out a few decks of cards from his pocket and slapped them on the table, ending the nonsense.

Anyway, let's play a game of Gwent first.

Both of them were stunned, especially the Willant named Damon.

what is that?

Tang Feng frowned slightly, another enterprise soldier sitting next to him muttered.

I seem to have heard...was it last year or the year before?

Mosquito smiled and said: It should be last year, my brother seems to have sent it to the auction as an exhibit, but that stupid batch is not for business, and it didn't grasp the essence of this game at all, it just copied it mechanically, so that it didn't matter at all. It didn't catch fire...but it doesn't matter, I can demonstrate it to you personally.

That is to say, this is the rule of the enterprise? Dimon narrowed his eyes. Is this unfair to us who don't understand the rules?

The rules of the enterprise? No, this is a thing made in our shelter. Obviously these guys don't understand it, but I think they seem to be quite willing to try new things. Glancing at Tang Feng, who was eager to try, Mosquito Looking at Damon again, he smiled and used the aggressive method, Or, are you scared?

Damon smiled dismissively.

How can it be.

joke.

After all, he was also a reserve officer, graduated from a formal military academy, and had received orthodox military training.

Although he can fight, he is not limited to fighting.

Then come and sit down. Mosquito smiled and stretched out his hand to pull the chair away for him. You first choose a deck of cards to be your own deck, and then I will tell you the rules of the game, starting with the part of the faction. Let's start talking...

The rules of Gwent cards are not complicated. At the earliest, there were 150 cards in total, including 4 camps and neutral cards.

There are three main areas on the scene: melee, long-range, and siege, as well as weather cards, hero cards, and lord cards.

However, what the mosquitoes took out was of course not the original rules, but the rules after magic modification.

For example, in addition to the four camps of Nilfgaard, Northern Kingdom, Scoia'tael and Monsters, he also added a lot of self-created camps and card groups, and in order to make these card groups smoothly compatible with the game And the self-created two settings.

Such as trap cards, magic cards, equipment cards and so on.

The Willant named Damon wasn't interested at first, but he couldn't help but be engrossed in it when he heard the guy beep beeping fluently.

Not only the two people who were in the center of the eyes of the entire tavern, but also the other drinkers listened curiously.

After all, there are no entertainment facilities here. A set of rules that are not complicated and a bunch of colorful cards seem to be quite interesting.

but……

So many cards, can you remember them?

And if you want to get all the cards together, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money...

I basically understand the rules, when will it start? Having understood all the rules, Damon asked with an eager expression on his face, looking at the guy who called himself a mosquito.

Anytime. After finishing speaking, Mosquito looked at Tang Feng who was sitting on the other side of the wooden table, and said happily, Where's your side?

Me too, Tang Feng suddenly thought of something, and added later, By the way, this is an upright duel, don't take sides with me.

How come? I've always been a fair person! Even if the manager is sitting here, I will never allow him to play tricks in front of me!

The eyes were on him anyway, and he could close them whenever he needed to.

However, the focus of everyone's attention in the tavern was on another matter——

Even the managers are playing the Gwent card? !

Thinking of this, everyone stared at the card table in high spirits, and even stopped drinking, leaving their seats and squeezing up.

Seeing that the emotion reached its peak, Mosquito coughed hard, and in the boiling booing sound, he tore away his unique drake voice.

Then now—

The duel begins!

...

Although playing cards is not as exciting as fighting, but Mosquito's eloquent mouth, relying on a three-inch tongue, froze up the atmosphere of the scene.

In a place like a tavern, the atmosphere is like the BGM of a movie.

Coupled with an impassioned BGM, even Doudizhu can shoot bibo people.

Not to mention that one or two of the cards pulled out by the mosquitoes are full of stories and topics. It is not easy to talk about the last paragraph without words!

Anyway, the passers-by watching the excitement didn't understand. Amidst the enthusiastic commentary, they all cheered for this evenly matched chicken pecking each other.

The noisy sound in the lobby of the tavern sold a lot of beer.

Looking at the emotional crowd, the boss sitting behind the bar finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat hanging from his forehead, and cast a grateful look like the mosquito who was hard at explaining.

As for the surrounding players, they were dumbfounded when they heard it, and even more dumbfounded when they saw the cards drawn by the two of them.

Fuck, what the hell is the blue-eyed white dragon?

Why the hell did the champion of Khorne appear?

Druid???

Pfft, Fujitō's artwork can increase defense???

After listening to the mosquito beeping for a while, they almost forgot what the original rules of the game were.

But that wasn't important at all.

Mosquito even made up a bunch of rules on the fly, completely forgetting the fairness he said earlier.

However, because the logic is too self-consistent, no one raised any objections.

The scoring rule was changed from best-of-three to best-of-five, and the two sitting at the wooden table scored two points each.

Seeing that it was already the last game, both of them were saving their cards and staring fiercely at their opponents.

Standing behind Damon, a group of Willanters roared with blushing faces and thick necks, booing loudly.

Come on! Damon!

Fuck him!

Use that super mutant in your hand! Hit that guy's head hard!

Seeing that this group of thugs had blown out his own cards, Damon almost vomited blood out of breath, and played the most powerful card in self-defeating.

Shut up, you guys!

The rules of this game are a bit like Tian Ji's horse racing, once the opponent knows the cards in hand, there is no need to play.

Without missing this momentary mistake, Tang Feng, who was sitting across from him, took out the magic card that he had accumulated in his hand for a long time and threw it out, grinning grinningly, and threw it on the table.

Finally it's my turn!

Activate the magic card! Resurrect! My blue-eyed white dragon!!

The mosquito sitting on the referee's seat jumped up and screamed at the top of its lungs.

Blue-Eyes White Dragon! The instant it is summoned, it can launch an attack on the field! Remove a card with an initial combat value not higher than your own in the opponent's melee area!

In the case of no bonus, both cards are 100 points of combat power.

The moment the words fell, Mosquito quickly removed the super mutant card and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Seeing that his trump card was wiped out, Damon, who was sitting across from him, widened his eyes and couldn't help but swear.

What the hell!

Lian Dayan, who was standing by the poker table, couldn't help but swear.

Fuck, this is okay?!

The mosquito sitting on the referee's bench frowned at him and spoke in Mandarin.

Hey, the situation on the battlefield is changing so quickly...

As he spoke, he coughed, and looked at the dumbfounded Willant again.

Do you still want to play a card? If you don't play a card, this round will be over.

The cards must be drawn.

However, looking at that dark face, one could tell that there was no suspense in the rest of the battle.

Just as he expected, the Willanter played all the remaining cards in his hand, and failed to turn the points on the field.

The winner has already been decided.

The mosquito directly stepped on the card table, raised Tang Feng's arm, and loudly announced the winner of the duel.

The winner is the warrior of the 100th Mountain Division! Tang Feng from the first regiment, first battalion and second platoon!

Intense cheers resounded throughout the audience.

Except for those players who knew the original rules and the Willanters who lost the game, almost all wastelanders enjoyed watching it.

When the mosquito came down from the table, the debtor Dayan who had lost money grabbed him and said angrily.

What the hell is this called Gwent card?!

The mosquito clicked his tongue indifferently.

You don't understand, this is called product localization improvement...not to mention how much the Gwent card can sell for, and the cards can be drawn in a few card packs. How the hell am I going to cut leeks?

The outlaw fanatic also said angrily.

Are you destroying the original book!

Mosquito laughed cheekily.

It doesn't matter. The original book is not my father! Anyway, those NPCs haven't played it, and I have the final say on the rules. At worst, you can call it Kunpai, and just treat it as something else. It's the same to me anyway. .”

Outlaw lunatic: @#%\u0026!

Suddenly he became the focus of the audience's attention. Tang Feng's face was full of embarrassment, but seeing so many people cheering his victory, the vanity in his heart was also satisfied, and he smiled humbly and waved to them.

Looking at the unconvinced expressions of those big noses, he said with a smile after dealing with his brother's mosquito.

Don't get excited, buddy, it's normal to win or lose in a game. It doesn't matter if you play a game. At worst, you can find the place next time and it's over, unless...you are the one who loses every time. At this time tomorrow, I will still be here. As for the cards in your hand, just treat them as gifts for you.

You wait for me!

Staring at Tang Feng with a victorious smile on his face, Damon said a harsh word in annoyance, then looked at the mosquito and whispered.

Are there any other cards? My card is too bad.

Of course there are, but you have to buy card packs for other cards... Don't worry, it's not very expensive. There are 20 cards in a pack of 10 silver coins! After a pause, Mosquito continued sincerely, Actually Cards are not the key to winning or losing, but the people who use them are, just like equipment, I recommend that you think through the cards in your hand before combining other cards...

This is actually bullshit, it is impossible for any card game to reduce the randomness to 0.

Especially this kind of game whose entertainment attribute is stronger than competitive attribute.

The Willant was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and directly dropped a bill of one hundred silver coins.

You better bring enough.

One silver coin can draw two cards, so he can buy 200 cards and bring them home to ponder over.

Why listen to his nonsense?

Seeing the banknote that had fallen on the table, the mosquito grabbed it and stuffed it into its pocket, and then greeted Toer, who was mixed in the crowd, and directed the guy to squeeze into the center of the crowd with a sack .

Choose whatever you like! I wish you the best of luck! Next time, don't blame the cards!

Damon put his hand into the sack with a dark face.

Shut up!

Mosquito grinned and closed his mouth, seeing this guy pick and choose, his heart was full of joy.

The cost of this kind of card pack is even less than 1 silver coin, and he sold it more than ten times as soon as he changed hands!

In particular, what made him feel hot was the eager eyes around him.

I'm afraid this sack is not enough to sell!

Thinking of this, Mosquito couldn't help thinking, maybe he can hold a gwent card competition, set up a bonus or something...

Just as he expected, the big sacks of cards he had prepared were sold out in a short while.

Especially those guys from Ideal City, all of them are not short of money, and they don't have any compulsion when spending money.

In order to get the blue-eyed white dragon with 100 combat power, they wanted to open half of the card pack.

However, these guys don't know that the invincible card they are chasing now will become a younger brother in the next version.

100 combat power?

Haha, isn't that just a younger brother!

Mosquito had already figured out what a card with a combat power of 10,000 would look like.

He has even thought about adding several corps of the alliance to the card pack!

After a while, the lobby of the tavern was filled with the sound of playing cards and the yelling of wastelanders.

Flipping through the stack of colorful cards in his hand, Tang Feng said with emotion.

I don't understand, why is such an interesting thing not popular in Ideal City?

This kind of small and beautiful game is really rare on the endpoint cloud. Although those virtual worlds that occupy a planet are big and big, they are a little bit empty.

It would be even better if the battle could be made into a virtual reality scene.

For example, use a holographic computer to project battle screens and skill special effects.

Sitting on the table next to him, the mosquito who was busy counting money said with a smile.

As I said, my brother is not suitable for business. The era of selling only products has long passed. Marketing is not only about strategy, but also about stories.

Tang Feng froze for a moment.

tell a story?

Shuffle the cards in his hand, Mosquito said leisurely.

That's right, just like today, a game of Gwent successfully prevented the internal strife between the legion and the enterprise alliance... What do you think of this story?

After a pause, he cast his smug eyes out of the window again.

Speaking of which, this village doesn't seem to have a name yet... Nameless Village sounds too silly, why not call it Quint Town.

Or Kunzhen is also good.

Before this place seemed to be called Fuzhuang, which was also a monosyllabic name.

Hearing these meaningful words, Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly came back to his senses.

Good guy.

After a long time, are they being used as guns? !

...

Just when the tavern not far from the front line was full of hustle and bustle, there was an eerie silence on Broken Blade Mountain in the distance, only the drones flying in the sky were quietly peeping at the screen.

The middle-aged man in a white cloak stared at the Black Cloud Mountain in the distance, without any expression on his face.

However, no human being could see his face in the first place.

Except for his kind—

The Human Emperor standing behind him.

If that guy was even human.

too weak……

Turning his back to his colleagues who were also in the kingdom of heaven, the Beastmaster said in a very soft voice.

If things go on like this, we won't even need the flying beasts that Luo Gan helped us develop. Only those green-skinned mutants with stronger resilience will be able to stop them here.

He's not very good at picking names, especially after giving up his own.

Including the titles of green-skinned mutants and goblins, they also heard from players who fought against mutants.

However, this does not hinder anything.

The name itself is just a code name, and everything will start again after the kingdom of heaven comes.

...these weaklings have been swaddled for so long that they have forgotten how to hunt.

They have clearly experienced the cruelty of the universe in Nanmen 2, but they are still chattering and making noise about those trivial matters.

Let the fragile fate of human beings be handed over to these weak guys, and our future will really come to an end.

I think what you said is quite right. Human Sovereign doesn't seem to be very interested in this topic, he just came here to deliver goods, and he came here to see the scenery and see how the defense line in the north is doing.

If the Ten Peaks can't hold the top, he has to make some preparations in his parish as soon as possible.

The Beastmaster looked back at him.

Speaking of which, what's going on in the south?

The Emperor said calmly.

Alzu is still dawdling. The apostles he controls don't fully listen to him. It will probably take some time.

The Beastmaster's expression didn't change in any way, but there was still a hint of sarcasm in that plain and straightforward voice.

I said earlier that the Second Holy Church is impossible to be reliable. Only by getting rid of the physical body can we surpass the bottleneck of human beings and complete the ascension to another dimension.

In fact, Luo Gan's failure was precisely because his ascension was not thorough enough, and there was still a sliver of humanity in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he even regarded an ugly old human child as a continuation of his higher life form.

This is a mistake that should never be made.

Several key moves were made wrong because of that guy's momentary soft-heartedness.

If he had launched the Celestial Domain earlier and turned it into a world like Haiya Province before the Alliance took action, they would never have fought the Alliance so close to Ten Peaks Mountain.

The Emperor thought for a while, then said in a very soft voice.

Master Shengzi naturally has his own thinking. Perhaps in his opinion Arzu's words are more attractive. I believe this is a purely rational judgment. If this is the case, there is nothing to worry about.

One or two failures are not unacceptable, let alone explain anything.

The evolution of life itself is completed in mistakes again and again.

They have enough examples to prove that it is unrealistic to expect to reach the sky in one step.

In that case, the path to hell is without exception, and the price not paid now will always be paid back in the future.

The Beastmaster frowned, but didn't say anything, just turned his gaze to the mountain peak to the north.

Maybe.

He disagreed with Renhuang's statement, but it was not a serious matter.

He cared more about the present than reaching a consensus on such irrelevant details.

He believed that while they were busy preparing for the battle, the opponent was also nervously preparing for the next battle, thinking carefully about how to play the next card.

It's a pity that Sanctuary needs to rely on relay servers to transmit information, and the synchronization of information must also be achieved through this, otherwise he really wants to send two scouts over to see what those old humans have prepared for the past two days ...

Don't worry on my side, you'd better urge Arzu, we can't wait forever.

The Emperor nodded slightly, and his figure gradually faded away.

I will.