Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng heard that at the end, those young people finally joined the so-called "respect meeting" out of hesitation and fluke.

But in Wen Rensheng's view, most of them will not end well.

The reason is simple, if that Zena has no great benefits, why would he spare no effort to win over these people?

These young people will become sacrifices or something like that.

But this has nothing to do with Wen Rensheng.

He will not sympathize with anyone here, it is their own choice.

He has no obligation to save these people.

After all, he is a decisive person...

The big cat then left the party and ran to the next place.

The next target is the state capital city.

Although it is an agricultural state, it still has a big city, and this big city is their capital with a population of 200,000.

That's right, only 200,000 people.

When Wen Rensheng saw this number, he really doubted whether this was the capital of a state. Compared with Dongzhou, the population of even a small county was not as good.

But considering their sprawling ranches and farms, and scattered towns, it's not surprising.

A total of more than 10 million people live scattered on the vast plains. Naturally, there will not be too many people in a city.

But Wen Rensheng believes that within twenty years, the population here will increase dramatically.

The premise is that the current situation does not change.

Are the McCanns capable of changing this situation?

Wen Rensheng is not optimistic about them.

Because what Zena said just now is right, the gentlemen of McCann don’t care about the life and death of people at the bottom. If there is no way to win, they are more likely to quickly reach a compromise with the disaster.

If the catastrophe stays for a long time, they are more likely to blend in and become demons in human skin.

This is totally to be expected.

If that happens, by that time, Dongzhou will have to fight alone.

I don't know how the gentlemen of the inspection department will deal with this complicated situation.

It will probably ease the situation of the previous confrontation, and maybe throw a little help so that the McCanns can have time to clean up the situation.

Wen Rensheng thought so, and then controlled the big cat to enter the city.

Walking into a main road, I saw a group of people walking towards me.

"We're going out!"

"Let us go!"

"Who will save us?"

Those people were dressed colorfully, shouting all kinds of slogans in their mouths.

There are men and women, old and young, some angry, some helpless, some pleading, and some venting.

Most of the shops on both sides of the street were closed.

The people watched the team silently, and the big cat also watched them silently.

Not long after, Big Cat noticed that there were two special people who were also paying attention to this team.

They are special because they are all heterogeneous, a man and a woman, similar to Red and Helen, but the latter two do not have the capable and tyrannical temperament of these two.

They were standing on the roof of a street store, watching the procession through binoculars.

The big cat quietly climbed up the building and approached each other.

"What a bunch of poor people." One of the red-haired Caucasian women shook her head and said.

"The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle. Even the mysterious world must follow this rule." Another white man with black hair said coldly.

"What's the opinion above? Are you still unwilling to send out people?" The red-haired girl then asked.

"Of course they don't want to. In the evaluation, the disaster level here is at least above the master level. If you want to destroy the opponent, you must abolish at least 3 to 5 super fighters, or master-level aliens. Who can make this determination? Master-level Those of different species should be reserved for life-and-death strategic battles, not for outpost conflicts." The black-haired man said indifferently.

"Abandoning tens of millions of civilians like this? Don't they think about the consequences? They will be spurned by the people, and they will no longer be qualified to rule this place." The red-haired woman was a little disbelieving.

"Maybe I'll make some superficial efforts—for example, send out pawns like you and me, and then make a show, so that I can fool you in the end." The black-haired man said emotionlessly.

This is a man who doesn't even care about his own life.

Wen Rensheng gave his own evaluation.

However, if a master-level catastrophe is hunted down, even if there is no mysterious event, it will give a lot of mystery. After all, it carries the mystery of another world.

He wanted to do it, but he couldn't do it alone, because it might damage a precious puppet again.

But now, he doesn't have much money on hand.

Of course, it is easy for him to make money. He still has two alien species hanging on the whirlpool door. If it is auctioned, it can be sold even for tens of billions.

Never underestimate the wealth and madness of the rich. Because of the influx of aliens, the productivity of this world is more developed, and the wealth is more concentrated.

It is normal for a customized heterogeneous species to sell for sky-high prices.

In fact, people have been asking him for prices through various channels, but he has always refused. And he didn't sell the cultural products of his previous life to the vortex door.

It is better to sell less of the culture of the other world.

With the understanding of disasters, he doesn't want another time and space to be discovered and invaded by the mysterious world, which is the private land he left for himself.

In the future, he may have a way to go back and have a look, after all, the mysterious world can invade this time and space.

Wen Rensheng's random thoughts were quickly interrupted by the next words of the two men and women.

"Can I ask the rest of the world for help?" the redhead asked.

"Doesn't that mean admitting that they are incompetent? I think that kind of situation is impossible, but what you said about asking the world for help reminded me that there is really a way to save..." The black-haired man frowned.

"What method? Tell me quickly," the red-haired girl asked immediately.

"It's very simple. Let's cede another part of the world to this hidden demon, as long as that place is bigger and more populated. Then we will show our strength. I don't think it will risk the danger of being killed. Here." The black-haired man said coldly.

"This is really a good idea..." The red-haired girl was overjoyed and immediately agreed.

At this moment, she didn't have the slightest bit of compassion that she showed just now.

Compassion is reserved for one's own people.

When Wen Rensheng heard this, he was not surprised at all... It was like this in his previous life, the strong sacrificed the interests of the weak to achieve a balance and reduce himself.

And Dongzhou in his previous life had been that weak person for a long time.

Secondly, he has also heard that in the catastrophe, there is a saying of flood discharge area and disaster transfer.

But now, this pair of men and women are really starting to put that statement into discussion, and they are likely to put it into practice soon.

At this time, a man and a woman quickly started a new discussion.

"Let's think about it, it is impossible for the entire Eastern Continent to be a diversion target. That is the lair of the Eastern Continent. They have the strongest group of aliens. No matter how much we pay, that shrewd monster will never I fell for it." The red-haired girl began to use the method of elimination.

"Well, neither is Western Continent. They are the source of our McCann's scientific and technological talents and alien species, and they cannot be easily destroyed."

"That is the Black Continent. It has a large population, high fertility, and great agricultural potential. It's just that those people are too lazy, and they are still in the tribal era, and have not developed a complete agriculture. We can provide technology and resources to help that disaster. Build a new sheepfold."

"Well, it seems that is the only feasible place. The Southern Continent is our reserve. It is impossible to use it until the last moment. Only the Black Continent is the farthest away from the powerful forces. The only one who will really support them is the Western Continent. But Xi Dazhou can't refuse our request, they are all a group of guys with broken bones." The black-haired man nodded.

Falling behind is doomed to be beaten, it's just the time to be beaten, sooner or later.

Wen Rensheng thought indifferently.