[Beacon Fire Shelter has evolved into a level 4 domain. 】
[Daily recruitment of members: 80 people/day (can be increased through war, population plunder, church expansion, etc.)]
[Resources that can be collected daily: 100 units of water resources (current resource reserve location: underground river), food resources: none (fixed fields are missing), transportation oil: 20 units (trade objects: the gathering place of the 13th district, the 18th district District gathering place), firearms: None (members need to make their own)]
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Tredia pushed open an iron door - a small bloody flag was planted on this building, representing the location of the "Command Office".
Beside the long table, Su Mingan was looking through the Xiko information in his hand, formulating the best plan to modify the weapons.
He also received an unexpected surprise - a personal terminal similar to a laptop computer. The terminal contains FiberHome's work logs, conversation records with various units, three-dimensional maps, risk response plans and other modules. He posted the preliminary firearm modification plan for Fenghuo's major technicians to learn from.
If time is extended, give him three to five years, he is confident that he can lead this group of people to regain the dominance of mankind, but he only has ten days left...
The gap between Fenghuo and the gods' camp is so huge that it is despairing.
"Teacher, it's night." Tredia took off her felt hat, and her hair was filled with silvery white snow.
"Yeah." Su Mingan typed on the keyboard.
"I made you a cup of tea," Tretia said.
She placed a pot of hot tea on the table, and the tea liquid flowed into the cup, swaying in a circle the color of snow, silvery white and translucent.
Looking at this beautiful cup of tea, Su Mingan thought of Lu Shu. Tea art was Lu Shu's most useless skill.
"What kind of tea is this?" he said.
"I haven't named it yet, it's a new one I've researched." Tredia smiled: "You can give it a name."
"..." Su Ming'an stared at it. The floating tea leaves were snow-white, like falling snow: "Let's call it snow tea."
"Okay, let's call it this name..." Tredia stood there happily for a while: "Aren't you going to drink?"
"You go out first." Su Mingan said.
There was no way he would drink the water offered to him by anyone, not even Tredia.
He stared at the personal terminal.
On this day, the news that "the lord likes to speak very much" has spread. People don't understand what "emotional value" is. They only think that Luvis likes to speak very much, and they also like to listen.
Due to the influence of the missionary halo, Su Mingan has successfully brainwashed these two thousand people into Beacon Church members. This was not his intention, but everyone regarded him as a new god. He was "forced" to establish the Lighthouse Sect.
In a world that is too desperate, the church is a good way to guide everyone's will.
Moreover, this is also because of one of his passive skills.
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[(Passive skill) Faith: At the beginning of the reconstruction of civilized society, gods are a culture formed by social relations in a certain sense. It is rooted in people's subconscious and is difficult to break by oneself, so it is deeply rooted and becomes a belief. Perhaps, in a long period of "thinking", you can do something that is beyond the reach of human beings. 】
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This is a skill he acquired in the eighth world and was taught by Siboer. Because the description of the skill is too riddle, he still doesn't know its specific use. But it seems to be integrated with his "missionary aura".
The career change from "Bai Shen" to "Bai Shen" is not just a change of noun. He seems to be becoming more and more proficient in "speech" skills. Beliefs, gods, believers...all the terms related to "hundred gods" are amplified by him. Now it seems easy for him to found a Lighthouse Religion, and he can gather people's devout faith.
In just one day, the church became ingrained in people's minds - he seemed to have found a new way to expand his influence in the field.
Tredia noticed that Su Mingan was about to get up: "Teacher, where are you going?"
"Go find Noah." Su Mingan unbuttoned the cloak on his shoulders.
Tredia was confused. She even thought she heard wrongly: "Who are you looking for?"
"Noah." Su Mingan walked towards the door.
"Is it the leader of District 11...that Noah?" Tredia asked.
Su Mingan looked at her with an incomprehensible look, meaning "What else?"
Tredia was even more confused - it was Lin Guang before, and now it's Noah. What does it mean for this lord of Fenghuo to always go to the camp of other gods during war?
"Are you going to negotiate with the gods' camp? Or do you want to establish an internal alliance with District 11? Then I'll call Guanna and the others together. They have diplomatic experience..." Tredia thought of this.
"No, just going to have a chat." Su Mingan said. The next moment, his wheelchair rose into the sky, leaving behind the petrified Tredia.
Tredia had no idea that the teacher would become so informal.
She remembered that before Akto's disappearance thirty years ago, he would speak without any sarcasm to others for more than two hours, without fear of assassination. He is indeed the craziest genius who can study the most dangerous biochemical technologies without fear of death.
Although she has no memory of the century cataclysm, she still remembers the experience of living with her teacher before the century cataclysm. He was always bold and walked on the edge of sanity and madness.
Although he...
She opened the door and heard crying from beside her.
"Who is he? Can he save us so that we no longer suffer from hunger? Can he keep us all from missing and free from pain? Can he guarantee victory in the war and prevent us from dying in the flames of war? "
Tredia got closer to the cry. Under the shadow of many buildings, Lu Sa was comforting a member of the Beacon Fire. The Fenghuo member was full of complaints.
"I just want to live a good life with my sister. Although the past life was difficult, at least I can survive. It was his arrival that made Fenghuo become like this! We are going to die, we are forced to evacuate District 11, and we are going to die tomorrow Got it!"
Beacon Fire members shouted loudly and shed tears. He was surrounded by several members who had the same thoughts.
"You have to believe in Luvis...he will definitely win." Lu Sa said softly.
"Yes, you all say that he is the embodiment of the will of the world, that he is the new god, that he will definitely win the war - but so what if he wins the war!" The young man's eyes turned red:
"One general's achievements lead to the death of ten thousand bones - but I don't want to be that ten thousand bones! He won the war and his reputation spread far and wide to future generations, but what about us? Our names are engraved on the tombstone, and the corpse turns into a source and disappears. We have nothing left. Come on! We don’t want to start a war at all, we just want to live!”
Tredia frowned as she listened to these words.
The withdrawal of all members of Fenghuo from District 11 means that they will encounter a wave of alien beasts and a cold wave that will attack them. The lives of two thousand people hang on a thread.
Although Su Mingan's speech today was very successful and inspired passionate people, when it comes time to face reality, many people will react - it is almost impossible for them to win.
Fenghuo chose to go to war, which cut off the last retreat. This difference in strength is enough to make people suffocate.
She had heard a lot of gossip today, saying, "It would be great if Luvis was handed over."
Not everyone is like Sen and Xia Sheng. Some people just want to survive the flames of war and spend the rest of their lives without the blood and courage of revolution. They believed that they were "implicated" by the arrival of Lewis.
One general's success will lead to ten thousand bones - but they don't want to be that 'ten thousand bones'.
Lu heard the noise and walked out with his coat on: "What's wrong?"
Luna did not respond, but an old man whispered: "No one is immortal in a war, let alone a fight with Lin Guang. One missile, one cannon...even the human limbs can't be found."
"Some people say that by sending Luvis out, you can at least buy time." Another old man said: "You don't want to, you think he is the will of the world, you think he is a god - actually I think so too, I have never seen him Such a powerful person.”
He moved his eyes and coughed:
"Send 400 people to the god's camp. It's worth it to replace him with 400 people. If you don't want to be this sinner, then let me do it. Select 400 people to go out, including the old, weak, sick and disabled who are dragging down the beacon fire... and me. Own!"
"If there is a war, more than 400 people will die." The old man from before said: "Today's preparations for the war, I can see clearly... If we fight tomorrow, more than 400 people will die? Let me go, I will too We don’t have long to live, so we have to keep hope for humanity. Lewis’s life is more important than my life.”
Old people are much calmer than young people.
There are many old, weak, sick and disabled people in Fenghuo, which will cause insufficient supply of resources. Send these people out so that more people can live.
"..."
Tredia leaned against the wall, feeling cold all over.
That's what war is like...
Since the end of the century cataclysm and Akto's disappearance, she and seven others have tried to protect mankind. They called on people to rebel against the gods and not accept the cross-era technology given by the gods. However, they tried everything... to no avail.
She and the other seven are very powerful. They can fight one against a hundred. They can save many lives, but they cannot save people's hearts. The number of humans is getting smaller and smaller, and the war is getting more and more serious. They killed one person to set an example, but tens of millions of people are fighting among themselves to obtain the technology of the gods.
Afterwards, Lin Guang and Noah among them chose to join the gods' camp and betrayed them. One of them, Beilisel, also disappeared, and two others died in the war. In the end, she was disheartened and came to Fenghuo with only Rongyuan and Xi. Hearing nothing outside the window...
——Then we ushered in a situation where everyone was ruled by the camp of gods.
Finally, he saw the sparks in the field - Akto came back, but he forgot everything and even ran to find Noah at night... Will Noah let him go because of his old love? Or attack him directly and offer him to the gods?
Tredia looked at the night sky, the temperature was getting lower and her whole body was cold.
"Prepare a list of 400 people." A gray-haired old man said in the alley. He is the retired former deputy leader of Fenghuo: "If we are really unable to defeat them tomorrow, we can only choose this step."
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[District 11·Lord Building]
In the dark night like a curtain, the scarlet command light shines brightly.
On the floor, dozens of surveillance screens hang on the walls, the sound of keyboard tapping is like rain hitting banana trees, countless uniformed personnel come and go, phones and microphones beep continuously, and the organization operates in an orderly manner.
Su Mingan moved forward concealed in the space. There were no traces of his footsteps, and even things like infrared detection and temperature detection could not detect him.
He skimmed down the hall to where the elevators were, there were no stairs.
"I heard that Ariel was sent to the Holy Inquisition? Because he allowed Beacon to evacuate."
Outside the corridor, two uniformed officers were chatting.
"It's just that the higher-ups wanted to find someone to take the blame. It was Master Linguang's intention to let Fenghuo evacuate. He just wanted to give an explanation to the gods and let Ariel take the blame."
"What exactly does Master Linguang mean? Fenghuo is so bold, how can he be spared? Then who is Luvis mentioned in the live broadcast across the city?"
"How can we guess Lin Guang's thoughts. Anyway, what Lord Noah means is that our eleventh district is closest to Fenghuo. We will be the vanguard to destroy them tomorrow. They are just a group of cats and dogs..."
Su Mingan walked through the floors as if there was no one around, followed a clerk into the elevator quickly, and after the clerk left, he pressed the 33F button on the top floor.
As the lord of District 11, Noah should be at the top.
Su Mingan thought about entering through the space outside the window on the 33rd floor, but the upper floors of the building were completely like iron barrels, with no open space. He would only be displaced into a metal wall and suffocated to death.
"Ding——" The elevator door opened and he walked out silently. In front of him was an ice-white corridor. The surrounding glass doors were empty, except for two doors at the end.
He stood outside a door, and the door opened simultaneously.
The blond Noah was waiting at the door in his pajamas, staring at the hidden location in his space.
"Actor, do you want to fight against the gods?" Noah said coldly.
Su Mingan released the space concealment: "Yes."
From the moment he pressed 33F, he was definitely discovered by Noah.
"Do you know how powerful the god camp is? Many of the resources and supplies for your shelters leak from the hands of the god camp." Noah sneered: "If there is any rebellion, those members of the shelter will immediately It’s you who have to deal with it.”
"You don't want me to come in and sit down?" Su Mingan had already seen the tea sets placed in the room.
Noah leaned aside and let him in.
But when Su Mingan entered the room, he saw a familiar person.
——It’s Lu Shu.
There has been no news about Lu Shu since he entered Kaiusta. Even Yamada Machichi created a shelter. Su Mingan thought Lu Shu had gone to fight in the wild.
At this time, he met Lu Shu in the camp of gods.
...Why hasn't Lu Shu contacted him?
Lu Shu stood in the room making tea like a tree, with a numb expression. The scarlet tea flowed down the porcelain white tea spout, like a pool of blood falling into the cup.
He was wearing the uniform of the god's camp, with a scarlet black base and blood red lines, and a butterfly-like mark on his chest.
"Lu Shu?" Su Mingan called.
"..."
Lu Shu raised his head stiffly and stared at Su Ming'an numbly without saying a word.
The swaying white light in the room reflected in his eyes, reflecting the blood-red deathly silence in his eyes:
"Lu Shu, who?"
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