Infinite bloodcore

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Infinite Blood Core!The night is deep, and the campfire brings light to the camp.

From time to time, the crackling sound of burning branches came out, accompanied by a little spark flying around the sky.

This camp is not strong. Although the fence has been arranged hastily, it takes too short a time and the fence is too short. Its defense against the impact of a beast is imperceptible.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 a beast attacked, these traps can constitute an obstacle and make a huge noise to warn people in the camp.

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

In the past, most of the exploratory team members at this time had already gone to sleep, but tonight everyone was not sleepy.

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

The news about the abilities of the flying squirrel boss and the food shortage faced by the exploratory team is well known.

"In this case, what should we do?"

"Food is the most important thing! Without food, we don't need any beasts, we will all starve to death. There is no exception, because no one can not 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 the flying squirrel bites your flesh and blood, you will die as soon as you discharge it. Even if the leader of the flying squirrel is rare, we don't have many people, it is not enough to kill."

"Looking back now, it's really scary. In the daytime, the flying squirrel leader was only five steps away from me. Fortunately, it died in the hands of Master Needle."

"Can Boss Flying Squirrel really discharge?" Some people also expressed doubts.

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

"In this way, thanks to Master Needle! If he hadn't killed the leader of Flying Squirrel in one blow, we would have to die."

"In my opinion, this kind of beast must not be touched. Maybe we will be able to meet a better source of food next. 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 army? Don't forget, our group was sent out by the army to explore the surroundings while searching for food!"

"To go back to the beach where we started and meet the large army, I don't know how long it will take. It is very likely that we will encounter a more powerful monster during this journey."

"After all, how long can our food last?"

Cangxu was lying in the tent, listening to the outside voice, he looked at the top of the tent, and he was very clear in his heart: The food left at present can only last for seven days at most!

But at this moment, Cangxu was more worried about the state of the team.

Everyone has their own ideas, and the team's hearts have fallen apart, and each has its own opinions. At this time, the leader needs to make a final decision.

However, although Zhenjin took this position, his reputation as a leader has not yet become popular.

The mutton thing seemed to be a good thing to increase the prestige of the needle gold leader, but the result caused the whole team to be poisoned, causing the team to toss back and forth, and it has not yet harvested enough food.

Therefore, needle gold cannot consolidate its authority.

"Then, it depends on this time." Cang Xu said in his heart.

In all fairness, this is not a good opportunity.

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

Whether it's Needle Gold, Zidi, Cangbeard himself, or the entire exploration team, they have been forced to a corner by reality.

"Only by surmounting this difficult reality can you truly take charge of this team. Then, the needle, young leader, how will you choose?"

Holding this question, Cangxu slowly fell asleep.

"How should I choose?" Zhenjin was lost in thought.

As a leader, he has no right to escape, he can only take responsibility!

"Now the team is undernourished. Dealing with the flying squirrels is an option to obtain food. But the risk is high, and the exploratory team is insufficient. Suffering from the electric shock of the flying squirrel leader will inevitably cause heavy casualties.

"But I need a big victory. A hearty and hearty victory is the ideal result. If it is only a tragic victory, with excessive casualties, it will inevitably disappoint the rest and no longer expect my leadership."

"At the same time, the size of the entire exploration team is not too large. The casualties are too large, how can the remaining people help me compete for the position of White Sands City Lord?"

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

"That is to abandon this flying squirrel community, continue to explore, and look 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 up to seven days. What will happen next is actually hard to tell."

"It may be a weaker herd, or it may directly encounter a terrifying beast and destroy the entire expedition team."

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

"But the risk of doing so is great."

"Once food starts to be scarce, people's hearts will be flustered, and they will even be alert to each other, hunting each other, and devouring each other to survive!"

"My prestige cannot suppress such people. If this happens, the whole team will not collapse but riot."

"I don't care, Zidi will still get involved!"

Suddenly a thought popped out when the needle was in deep thought.

This idea was so bold and terrifying that Zhen Jin himself was taken aback--"If I was forced to a desperate situation, 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 from those beasts and beasts!? I am a Templar."

Zhenjin felt deeply ashamed.

The Templars represent the light and bravery. On the battlefield, the Templars always charge ahead. 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 terrible thoughts?"

At this moment, Jin Jin really felt that a leader was never so easy to assume.

Leaders must take up their own responsibilities, not betray the trust of their subordinates, and find the right path when confused and lead everyone out of the predicament.

What's more, there is much more that Zhenjin has on her back.

He thought of Zidi. In his opinion, his fiancee had always trusted him, tried her best to protect him, and would never leave him.

He thought of his family again. His father, who had only one arm left, could not die. He wanted to become the lord of the Baisha City. This was a crucial step in the revival of the Baizhen family.

And his pride as a nobleman, the glory of being a Templar...

As she thought about it, Zhenjin's brow furrowed tighter, her chest became stuffy, and she felt suffocated.

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

The needle gold resisted the huge pressure, and the voices outside the tent gradually decreased. Most of the exploration team members went into the tent and fell asleep, but the needle gold felt more and more heavy.

I don't know how long it took, Zhenjin let out a soft utter, suddenly bent over, and sat weakly on the marching blanket, leaning on the only wooden pillar in the tent.

"Huhuhu..."

Zhenjin panted heavily, his forehead was covered with sweat.

He felt intense fatigue. This fatigue was not physical strength, but mental exhaustion.

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

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

"Emperor Shengming, my God, your gaze is above the sky, no matter what kind of mist can not stop your progress. You are holding the reins of a huge empire, leading hundreds of millions of people to victory. You are so wise. , You are so decisive, you can see through the path of fate."

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

However, the god did not respond.

Needle gold waiting.

He was expecting a response from the gods.

Time goes by silently.

This is a long wait.

Zhenjin half kneeled on the ground, lowered his head, towards the direction of the Shengming Empire.

This is stubborn waiting.

This time I prayed, needle gold showed unprecedented patience.

However, in the end, when the cold breath in the middle of the night continuously penetrated through the crevices of the tent, it also penetrated into the needle gold's nasal cavity, and penetrated into his heart from his skin.

Zhenjin's heart seemed to be getting cold, and the eagerly waiting heart fell to the bottom.

Zhenjin realized the cruel reality-the god 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 half kneeled on the ground, like a stone statue.

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

Legs and feet are sore and numb, acupuncture and stomping to relax muscles.

His eyes are godless and his heart is heavy.He knows that he can only rely on himself.

Without the guidance of the gods, the road ahead is pitch black.

But he must go down!

Staying in place can only wait to die, and it will disappoint everyone.

Life is like this.

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

Acupuncture can only continue to think.

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

It was like breaking through a limit, perhaps because the god did not respond, making him thoroughly understand that no one can rely on.

When the early morning arrived, there were more and more birdsong in the forest, and Zhen Jin suddenly realized that the whole night had passed.

He opened the curtain of the tent and happened to see the rising sun.

The sun shines through the clouds and shines in the half-dark forest.There was still white mist in the forest early in the morning, and the air seemed wet and cold. The needles breathed, but felt refreshed.

The moment he opened the door curtain, he was a wise leader who saw everything and made the most correct choice.

Even if he knows he is not, he has to play decently!

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

The crowd was quickly summoned and listened to a series of orders from Zhenjin.

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

"Xanthellae, white buds, and beards, you are responsible for choosing wood. We want to make a batch of short bows."

"Zidi, I need you to prepare a potion, it's best to be effective against the flying squirrel boss."

Yes, Zhenjin has decided to hunt this flying squirrel herd.