As Tang Zhen spoke, all the survivors in the cave looked at him.
Faced with this catastrophe, both monks and mortals have a deep sense of powerlessness.
They have fought and fought, and until now they are completely desperate.
The power of the reaper is far beyond the survivor's imagination.
There are no survivors today, and dare to mention the word rebellion, because that is simply talking about dreams.
If you dare to say this, you have to accept the question of the survivors.
Without the ability to rebel, but dare to speak in unspeakable words, one must bear the anger of the survivors.
The bearded companions all looked at Tang Zhen with surprised eyes.
Unexpectedly, this companion who always stayed silent because of the task would actually do such a thing in public.
This is no joke, if they provoke anger, they will also be implicated.
Only a bearded man, full of confidence in Tang Zhen, but worried that his purpose is not pure.
Because in the eyes of Beard, Tang Zhen has no obligation to save the survivors.
"You talk about how to save this world and defeat the reaper?"
The strong man who stood up before asked Tang Zhen, but his expression was a bit cold.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if he does not get a satisfactory answer, he will definitely let Tang Zhen know the price of boasting Haikou.
They also plan this way, because no one likes to be teased, especially this kind of thing.
"Actually, everybody has made a mistake, that is, to attack the enemy with his own short.
In this case, wanting to defeat and confront the reaper is tantamount to a fool.
So the smartest way is to use the advantages of the monk itself to attack the invading reaper.
Even if it is impossible to defeat the enemy, the other party must not dare to destroy the planet unscrupulously as it is now. "
Hearing Tang Zhen's explanation, the survivors around shook his head secretly.
It is simple to say, but it may not be easy to do.
"You still have to be more specific, what should you do to fight the reaper?"
Another monk asked, his tone slightly urgent.
The same is true of the other survivors, who looked at Tang Zhen intently, with a touch of anticipation in their eyes.
But the vast majority, in fact, have no hope.
"It's actually very simple, but it's also very complicated.
You can know one thing, that is, the planet we are on has been exposed to the harvester's vision without any cover.
Even if you are in space, you can see clearly.
So the first thing to do is to veil the planet so that the enemy cannot see the real scene on the ground.
At the same time, special means are used to make the enemy's technological equipment undetectable and become truly deaf and blind.
As long as this step is completed, the survivors do not need to hide underground, but can return to the ground again.
At that time, I was trying to find a way to ambush the reaper so that he could not hunt down the survivors unscrupulously like now.
After controlling the ground, you can fight back against Battlestar until you completely defeat or drive away the enemy. "
After telling the rough plan of action, Tang Zhen looked at the survivors around and wanted to see their response.
Simultaneously perceiving the Quartet, exploring the fluctuations of the source Lingbao to see if that thing noticed yourself.
"It's easy to say, how can you cover the entire planet, and how can you fight the harvesters?
If you can't do it, everything is just empty talk.
If you want to rely on a fake big empty plan, fooling us to sell you a life is simply wishful thinking. "
While the crowd was silent, the old soup seller suddenly said.
The survivors around them nodded in agreement.
Soup cooks are right. The survivors have experienced too much disappointment and can no longer easily believe others.
The plot in the story is unbelievable. How can the powerful reaper be easily defeated.
I don't know how many monks there were, and they managed to fight the reaper, but they ended in failure.
Many survivors feel that the reaper is invincible, and he can only live and follow his fate.
If you are lucky, you will be able to survive until hope comes, if you are too bad, you can only wait for death silently.
Tang Zhen looked at the soup cook, but suddenly sneered.
"How can such confidential matters be spoken in public casually? Who can guarantee that among these survivors, is there a spy from the reaper?"
And this matter, everyone is qualified to question, but only you are not worthy! "
The old soup cook looked gloomy and looked at Tang Zhen with a cold voice: "Excuse me, what do you mean by this sentence?"
Tang Zhen looked at the soup cook and said in a faint tone: "I want to ask, the main ingredient in this soup pot is a zombie, what is the soup?"
The old man's face changed slightly.
"It's just plain groundwater, nothing special."
"Ordinary groundwater, why do I look like a drooling dragon, can cause great harm to the user.
Although I can't see it for the time being, it will be poisoned unconsciously, and it will become the puppet of Duron.
Don’t tell me, you don’t know about it. "
When Tang Zhen said this, the survivors around were taken aback.
They all had broth and used it as a daily food.
I thought that cooking soup with zombies was shocking enough, but I didn't expect there were even more amazing secrets.
"What is Duron? Do you know?"
With nervousness and doubt, the survivors questioned the soup cook, hoping that the other party would give themselves an answer.
"You bullshit!"
Tang Zhen, an old soup cook, said in an angry tone.
Tang Zhen smiled and glanced at the survivors around, then looked at the bearded man next to him.
"You go for a bowl of soup and let him drink it."
Without any hesitation, the beard directly scooped up a spoonful of hot soup and poured it into the human skull bowl.
"Since it's your soup, you have to take a sip, and it's not difficult to do so."
When the survivors around saw this, they looked at the soup elder at the same time, and they were secretly suspicious in their hearts.
They have been here for a while, and they really haven't seen the scene of an old soup cook drinking broth.
At first, Tang Zhen mentioned it, but vaguely felt something was not right.
"I... I'm full and don't want to drink now."
The old man hesitated and avoided the soup bowl before him.
Upon seeing this, the onlookers immediately became more suspicious and knew it was not easy.
Other survivors, with angry expressions, guessed that they might be deceived.
"You have to drink, otherwise Hugh Blame me for being rude!"
Bearded raised his eyebrows and said in a fierce tone.
He just poured a broth, and he still feels sickly dying. If this thing is really wrong, the bearded man will definitely not be able to spare the soup cook.
The same is true of the bearded companions, one eyebrows on each side, showing an expression that seems to eat people.
The soup cook turned his head and ignored the big beard, while avoiding the angry eyes of everyone around him.
The bearded man was very arrogant. He grabbed the collar and picked up the human skull bowl to start pouring.
Although this old man is a monk, his cultivation is mediocre, and he is not a big bearded opponent at all.
But a roar came, and a huge figure didn't know where it came from.
It was the little zombies who had led the way before, controlling the tall zombies, waving their weapons and hitting the beard.
At this time, if you can't see any more problems with the broth, you really deserve to be killed.
When the bearded companion withdrew his weapon and prepared to intercept, Tang Zhen suddenly raised a strange gun.
Everyone has seen this weapon and it is the standard weapon of the reaper.
I saw a flash of light, and the giant zombie rushing over was beaten with only two legs.
The upper body, together with the little zombies, were blown away by the light beam, and the minced meat was flying all over the sky.
Tang Zhen's weapon, which is ten times more powerful than normal, is famous for its powerful defense against zombies, but was killed by a blow!
Before waiting for everyone to come back, he heard a roar again.
Among the stone cracks above the head, a huge snake-shaped monster rushed down and rushed to Tang Zhen.
A familiar, smelly smell went straight to the crowd, exactly the same as the broth after vomiting.
"Don't you want to see Duron, it's right in front of you!"
As Tang Zhen spoke, he raised his weapon again.
Aiming at the oncoming dragon, pulling the trigger constantly, a dazzling beam of light flew out.
Duron's body was hit by a beam of light, and a painful wailing was made, and the broken flesh flew all over the sky.