Return from the second dimension

As Tang Zhen spoke, all the survivors in the cave looked at him.

In the face of this catastrophe, both monks and mortals felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

They fought and avoided, until now they are completely desperate.

The Reaper's strength is far beyond the imagination of survivors.

Now there are no survivors who dare to mention the term resistance, because it is simply a dream.

If you dare to say this, you must accept questions from survivors.

Without the ability to resist, but dare to speak out without shame, you must bear the anger of the survivors.

The bearded companions all looked at Tang Zhen with surprise.

Unexpectedly, this companion who came together because of the task, but remained silent, would actually do such a thing in public.

This is not a joke, if it triggers public outrage, they will also be implicated.

Only the bearded man was confident in Tang Zhen, but worried that his purpose was not pure.

Just because in the eyes of Big Beard, Tang Zhen had no obligation to save the survivors.

"Do you want to talk about how to save the world and defeat the Reaper?"

The brawny man who stood up before asked Tang Zhen, but his expression looked a little cold.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if he can't get a satisfactory answer, he will definitely let Tang Zhen know the cost of boasting Haikou.

They plan like this, because no one likes to be teased, especially this kind of thing.

"In fact, everyone has made a mistake all the time, that is, attacking the enemy's strengths with their shortcomings.

In this case, wanting to defeat and confront the Reaper is tantamount to idiotic dreams.

So the smartest way is to take advantage of the monks themselves to attack the invading Reapers.

Even if you can't defeat the enemy, let the opponent dare not destroy this planet unscrupulously like now."

Hearing Tang Zhen's explanation, the surrounding survivors shook their heads secretly.

It's simple to say, but it may not be easy to do.

"You should be more specific. What should you do to fight the Reaper?"

Another monk asked, his tone a little urgent.

The other survivors did the same. They stared at Tang Zhen intently, with a look of expectation in their eyes.

However, most of them have actually lost hope.

"It's actually very simple, but it's also very complicated.

One thing you know is that our planet has been exposed to the Reaper's sight without any cover.

Even in space, you can see clearly.

So the first thing to do is to put a veil on this planet so that the enemy can't see the true scene of the ground at all.

At the same time, special methods are used to make the enemy's technological equipment unable to detect and become truly deaf and blind.

As long as this step is completed, survivors do not need to hide underground, but can return to the ground again.

At that time, I was thinking of a way to ambush the Reaper so that it would not be able to hunt and kill the survivors unscrupulously like now.

After controlling the ground, you can counterattack the Battlestar until the enemy is completely defeated or driven away."

After telling the general plan of action, Tang Zhen looked at the survivors around him, wanting to see their reactions.

At the same time, secretly perceive the Quartet, explore the fluctuations of the original Lingbao, and see if the thing notices itself.

"It's easy to say. How can you hide the entire planet, and how can you fight the Reaper?

If it can't be done, everything is just empty talk.

Wanting to rely on a fake big sky plan to fool us to kill you is simply wishful thinking."

When everyone remained silent, the old man selling soup suddenly spoke.

The survivors around nodded unanimously upon hearing this.

The old man who cooks the soup is right. The survivors have experienced too much disappointment and can no longer trust others easily.

The plot in the story is unbelievable, how can a powerful Reaper be easily defeated.

I don't know how many cultivators tried every means to fight the Reapers, but they ended in failure.

Many survivors feel that the Reapers are invincible and they can only survive and resign themselves.

If you are lucky, you can survive until hope comes, if you are too bad, you can only wait silently for death.

Tang Zhen looked at the old soup cook, but suddenly sneered.

"How can such a confidential matter be casually spoken in public? Who can guarantee that among these survivors, there are spies of the Reapers?

And this matter, everyone has the right to question, but only you are not worthy!"

The soup-cooking old man looked gloomy, looked at Tang Zhen and said coldly: "Excuse me, what do you mean by this sentence?"

Tang Zhen looked at the soup-cooking old man, and said in a faint tone: "I want to ask, the main ingredient in this soup pot is zombies, and what is the soup?"

Hearing this, the old man's expression changed slightly.

"It's ordinary groundwater, nothing special."

"Ordinary groundwater, why I look like the saliva of a poisonous dragon can cause great harm to the user.

Although it cannot be seen for the time being, it will be poisoned unconsciously and will become a puppet of the poisonous dragon.

Don't tell me, you don't know about this."

When Tang Zhen said this, the survivors around were shocked.

They have all drunk broth and regarded it as their daily food.

I thought that cooking soup with zombies was shocking enough, but I didn't expect there to be even more amazing secrets.

"What is a poisonous dragon? Do you know it?"

With tension and doubts in mind, the survivors asked the old man who cooked the soup, hoping that the other party could give themselves an answer.

"You nonsense!"

The soup-cooking old man fingered Tang Zhen and said in an angry tone.

Tang Zhen smiled, scanned the survivors around his eyes, and then looked at the big beard next to him.

"You go get a bowl of soup and let him drink it."

The beard did not hesitate, and directly scooped a spoon of hot soup with a spoon and poured it into the human skull bowl.

"Since you made the soup, you should come and have a sip yourself. It shouldn't be difficult to do so."

Seeing this, the surrounding survivors also looked at the old man who cooked the soup, secretly suspicious in their hearts.

They have been here for a while, and they really haven't seen the scene of the old man drinking broth.

Originally not caring, Tang Zhen mentioned it at this moment, but faintly felt something was wrong.

"I...I'm full and don't want to drink now."

The old man hesitated for a while, avoiding the soup bowl that was handed to him.

When the survivors onlookers saw this, they immediately became more suspicious, knowing that things were not easy.

Some survivors showed angry expressions, guessing that they might be deceived.

"You have to drink it, or you won't blame me for being polite!"

The bearded brow raised his brows and said in a vicious tone.

He just filled his stomach with broth, and now he feels disgusting to death. If there is a problem with this thing, the beard will definitely not spare the old man who cooks the soup.

The same goes for the bearded companions, each with his eyebrows and eyes erect, showing an expression as if to eat people.

The soup-cooking old man turned his head and ignored the big beard, while avoiding the angry gazes of everyone around him.

The bearded man was very arrogant, grabbed his collar, picked up the human skull bowl and started to pour it.

Although this old man is a monk, but his cultivation is average, he is not a bearded opponent at all.

But when he heard a roar, a huge figure emerged from nowhere.

It was the little zombie who had led the way before, manipulating the tall zombie, brandishing a weapon and hitting the beard.

At this time, if you can't see that there is a problem with the broth, you really deserve to be killed.

When the bearded companion drew out his weapon and was about to intercept, he saw Tang Zhen suddenly raising a strange gun.

Everyone has seen this weapon, it belongs to the standard weapon of the Reaper.

I saw a light flashing, and the giant zombie rushing over was beaten so that only half of its legs were left.

The upper body and the little zombies were blown to pieces by the beam, and the filthy meat was flying all over the sky.

Tang Zhen's weapon was ten times more powerful than normal, and the zombie, known for its strong defense, was killed by a single blow!

Before everyone came back to their senses, they heard another roar.

In the stone crack above his head, a huge snake-shaped monster rushed down and rushed straight to Tang Zhen.

A familiar stinky smell rushed to everyone, exactly the same as the broth after vomiting.

"Don't you want to see the poisonous dragon, it is right in front of your eyes!"

While Tang Zhen spoke, he raised the weapon in his hand again.

Aiming at the oncoming poisonous dragon, constantly pulling the trigger, dazzling beams shot out.

The poisonous dragon's body was hit by a beam of light, wailing in pain, and broken flesh and blood flying all over the sky.