V1.Chapter 38

The night was deep, and the campfire brought light to the camp.

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

This camp is not strong. Although the fence is hastily arranged, the time is too short, and the fence is too low. The defense against the impact of beasts is tiny and undetectable. The most is to bring some psychological comfort to the members of the exploration team.

The real defense measure is a large number of traps distributed around the camp.

Once a beast attacks, these traps can form an obstacle and make a huge noise to warn people in the camp.

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

In the past, most of the explorers had already fallen asleep at this time, but tonight everyone was not sleepy.

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

The ability of the flying rat leader and the plight of the exploration team facing food shortages are well known.

"In this case, what should we do?"

"Food is the most important! Without food, we don't need any Warcraft, we will all starve to death. There is no exception, because no one can eat or drink."

"I think we should kill these flying rats. Even if the leader of flying rats is very strong, the vast majority of flying rats are just ordinary beasts."

"Hum, if you think so, just wait to die. As long as the flying rat leader bites your flesh and blood, you will die as soon as you discharge electricity. Even if the flying rat leader is rare, we don't have many people, and it's not enough for him to kill."

"Looking back now, it's really terrible. During the day, the flying rat leader was no more than five steps away from me. Fortunately, he died in the hands of Lord Zhijin."

"Can the flying rat leader really discharge?" Others expressed doubts.

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

"In this way, it's thanks to Lord Zhen Jin! If he hadn't killed the flying rat leader with one blow, we would certainly have to die."

"In my opinion, this kind of herd must not be touched. Maybe next, we can meet a better food source. So, take a detour. Maybe it's better to find a big army."

"Oh, your idea is too naive. Must there be food in the big army? Don't forget that our group of people were sent out by the big army to explore around and search for food!"

"We don't know how long it is to go back to the beach where we started and join the big army. It's very possible that we encounter a stronger Warcraft on this road."

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

Cang Xu lay in the tent and listened to the sound outside. Looking at the top of the tent, 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 his own ideas, and the hearts of the team have been scattered, and each has his own opinions. At this time, the leader needs to hammer the tone.

However, although Zhijin took this position, his reputation as a leader has not yet been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Mutton seems to be a good thing that can improve the prestige of needle gold leaders, but the result has led to poisoning of the whole team, causing the team to toss around and haven't harvested enough food.

Therefore, Zhijin cannot consolidate its authority.

"Well, let's see this time." Cang Xu's heart.

To be fair, this is not a good opportunity.

However, the reality is always like this. It is indifferent and ruthless. It always puts accidents and problems directly here, which is unsatisfactory. People are often caught off guard and cannot be forced.

Whether it is Zhen Jin, Zi Di, or Cang Xu himself, or the entire exploration team, they have been cornered by reality.

"Only by crossing this difficult reality can you really take charge of this team. Then, needle gold, young leader, how will you choose?"

Holding this question, Cang Xu slowly fell asleep.

"How should I choose?" Zhen Jin was lost in thought.

As a leader, he has no qualification to escape, only to bear!

"Now the team is short of food. Dealing with the flying rats is an option to get food. But the risk is great, and the exploration team is lack of combat power. If you suffer electric shock from the flying rat leader, you will inevitably suffer heavy casualties."

"But I need a big victory. A hearty victory is the ideal result. If it is only a disastrous victory and there are too many casualties, the rest of the people will be disappointed and will no longer expect my leadership."

"At the same time, the scale of the whole exploration team is not large. There are too many casualties. How can the remaining people help me compete for the position of Baisha city master?"

In addition to this choice, Zhen Jin knows that he has another option.

"That is to abandon this flying rat community and continue to explore, hoping to find better food sources in the future."

"This choice can make the whole team temporarily stable, but the food reserve can only last for seven days at most. It's hard to say what will happen next."

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

"If the food is strictly controlled and minimized, it can last for more than ten days."

"But the risk of doing so is great."

"Once food starts to be scarce, people will panic, and even guard against each other, hunt each other, and eat each other in order to survive!"

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

"I'll forget it, and Zidi will be implicated!"

When Zhen Jin was meditating, an idea suddenly popped up.

The idea was so bold and terrible that Zhen Jin himself was startled - "if I was forced to a desperate situation, in order to survive, would I kill others and eat human flesh?"

"No, how can it be! If I do this, what's the difference between me and those beasts and beasts!? I'm a Templar."

Zhen Jin felt deeply ashamed.

The Templar represents light and courage. On the battlefield, the Templar always rushes ahead. In life, the Templar upholds justice, maintains kindness, and protects the weak.

"It turns out that becoming a leader is so difficult. I'm afraid I'm going to be driven crazy. Otherwise, how can I have such a terrible idea?"

At this moment, Zhen Jin really felt that it was not so easy to be a leader.

Leaders must shoulder their responsibilities, not betray the trust of their subordinates, and find the right way to lead everyone out of trouble when they are confused.

What's more, the needle gold carries far more than these.

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

He also thought of his family, his father with only one arm left. He can't die. He wants to become the Lord of Baisha, which is a key step in the rejuvenation of the hundred needle family.

And the pride of being a noble, the glory of being a Templar

As I thought, I frowned more and more tightly, and my chest was stuffy. I even had a feeling of suffocation.

His tent is already the widest, but at this moment, the whole tent is like a monster's giant claw, which is constantly shrinking, like holding the throat of needle gold.

Needle gold resisted the huge pressure, and the voice outside the tent gradually subsided. Most of the exploration team members drilled into the tent to sleep, but needle gold felt the pressure was getting heavier and heavier.

I don't know how long it took, Zhen Jin gently ah, suddenly bent down, weakly sat down on the marching blanket, with his back against the only wooden pile support in the tent.

"Hoo Hoo..."

Needle gold breathed heavily, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

He felt intense fatigue, which was not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue.

"What on earth should I do?" Needle gold is still confused and distressed.

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

"Holy emperor, my God, your eyes are above the clouds. No matter what kind of fog can stop you from moving forward. You hold the reins of a huge empire and lead hundreds of millions of people to victory. You are so wise, you are so decisive, and 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 fate for me, and protect me, so that I can maintain the pride of nobility and the glory of knights."

However, the gods did not respond.

Needle gold waiting.

He was extremely looking forward to the response of the gods.

Time passed silently.

This is a long wait.

Zhen Jin half knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and headed in the direction of the Shengming empire.

This is a stubborn wait.

This time of prayer, Zhen Jin showed unprecedented patience.

However, in the end, when the cold breath in the middle of the night, constantly drilled in from the cracks of the tent, and also into the nasal cavity of needle gold, penetrating into his heart from his skin.

Needle gold's heart seemed to be gradually cold, and the waiting heart fell to the bottom of the valley.

Zhijin realized the cruel reality - the gods still didn't respond to him, and he wouldn't wait for any instructions from emperor Shengming.

The tent in the middle of the night is full of darkness, without a trace of light.

The young needle was half kneeling on the ground, like a stone statue.

For a long time, the stone statue sighed, and he no longer half knelt, but stood up with difficulty.

Legs and feet are sore, needles and gold stamp your feet to relax your muscles.

His eyes were dull and his heart heavy. He knew that he could only rely on himself.

Without the guidance of the gods, the road ahead is dark.

But he must go on!

Staying where you are can only wait for death, which will also disappoint everyone.

This is life.

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

Needle gold can only continue to think.

It's strange that this time, he didn't feel the embarrassment before.

It's like breaking a limit. Maybe it's because the God didn't respond, which made him completely understand that no one can rely on.

When the morning came, the birds were singing more and more in the forest, and Zhen Jin suddenly realized that the whole night had passed.

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

The sun shines through the clouds in the semi dark forest. There was still white fog in the forest in the morning, and the air looked wet and cold. Zhijin was breathing, but he felt a burst of freshness.

When he lifted the curtain of the door, he was a wise and powerful leader who could see through everything and make the most correct choice.

Even if he knows he is not, he has to act properly!

There was no hesitation on his face. He had made a decision!

The crowd was quickly summoned to hear a series of orders from Zhen Jin.

"Cyanobacteria, you should continue to sneak in the next few days to find out more information about the flying rat community."

"Yellow algae, white buds and cangxu, you are responsible for choosing wood, and we want to make a batch of short bows."

"Zidi, I need you to prepare a potion. It's best for the flying rat leader."

Yes, Zhijin has decided to hunt this flying rat herd.