Chapter 250

In the conference room, other senior executives also understood this truth.

As the largest refuge of Channel 666, Dayan Huzhu has a population of nearly 4,000. This level of collective migration cannot be carried out too fast even by an army under primitive conditions, not to mention that most of the survivors are ordinary people. High-intensity marching is impossible.

Even if you are lucky along the way and can use the white mist to accelerate, you can't run too fast.

In addition, according to the intelligence collected so far, the Blood Mist Beast relies more or less on humans to launch its attacks.

In other words, if there is an attack by the blood mist beast, their Great Yan Huzhu will definitely be the first to come to their door.

Zhang Guozhong crossed his arms: "It's a very simple reason. With the current situation of mutual assistance in the Great Yan, it is better to stick to the territory than to move collectively."

"To be honest, no matter which option you choose now, the probability of death is very high, but it is the lesser of two evils. If a blood mist beast attacks, a hasty counterattack outside is definitely not as good as defending in the territory."

"Okay, you can also express your opinions."

On the side, Wang Wu, who looked resolute, said: "Securing the territory is indeed the only option, but other survivors in the shelter may not necessarily think so. After all, in the face of a blood mist beast tide of that size, our failure is almost It’s a done deal.”

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was silent.

They had also seen the live broadcast of Edward and others luring the blood mist beasts to attack Baiqian City. The opponent had city walls to defend and a large number of high-level magic props. They almost effortlessly defended the city from the blood mist beasts.

But even this kind of existence could not last more than an hour under the hands of Mist City.

They said they wanted to fight against the City of Fog, but in fact they knew in their hearts that there was no difference between them and seeking death.

"However, I'm not here to lower morale." Wang Wu changed the subject, "Just like what Chief Zhang said, choose the lesser of two evils. If we leave, we will definitely not be able to leave. If we leave, we must survive in the shelter. There is even more hope.”

"But we don't want to leave. There are many people who want to leave. Now a large number of people in the territory know in their hearts that if we fight, we will lose, so they can't help but want to leave. When I came just now, I even suppressed a group of people. There were riots everywhere.”

"These people, staying in the shelter are only disturbing the morale of the army. In my opinion, it is better to let them go."

As soon as these words came out, some senior officials showed hesitation.

What Wang Wu said makes sense. Those who want to leave will only continue to ferment the uneasy atmosphere in the territory. If they leave, they can reduce the pressure on the blood mist beasts faced by the territory.

Zhang Guozhong nodded: "That's what I mean. Those who trust us, we will do our best to protect their safety. Those who don't trust us, just let them leave. It will be good for both parties."

"The only bad thing is that some survivors may blindly follow the trend and leave. Most of the survivors are ordinary people. The probability of their death outside the territory is higher than within the territory..."

This statement is true. The weaker the people, the easier it is for them to blindly follow the trend. If the restrictions on leaving the shelter are relaxed, a large number of survivors who have no ability to survive outside will probably follow.

With the current turmoil, they might not even see the Blood Mist Beast before they die at the hands of their compatriots.

Wang Wu said: "I have also considered this. Since we choose to stick to it, the preciousness of the mobile props in the warehouse will be greatly reduced."

"We can open up the exchange permission, allowing survivors to exchange the items in their hands for items in the shelter's inventory."

"Those survivors who want to escape will definitely be willing to use their extra props, or even the props at the bottom of the box, to exchange them for our mobile props."

"In this way, our shelter can replenish a lot of the props used to fight against the blood mist beasts, greatly increasing the probability of surviving the tide of blood mist beasts."

"At the same time, we can also let people spread the news secretly, saying that [people who have not redeemed mobile props will not be able to escape other survivors even if they leave the shelter, but will become a tool for others to escape]."

"In this way, those passionate people will understand their own position and no longer blindly seek death."

Zhang Guozhong's eyes lit up: "Well, your idea is very good. It can be implemented with slight modifications."

"Now, let's discuss the details!"

…

Survival world, city of fog.

Ye Qiu found a remote place to put down the Mist City.

After taking one last look at the Blood Mist Mine, where he was making huge profits every day, Ye Qiu returned to the Mobile Fortress humming a pleasant tune.

The dinner is still extremely sumptuous, it can be called a Manchu-Han banquet. Li Nianhuan eats at the same table as Ye Qiu every day, and Li Nianhuan's physique has reached the evergreen level.

In addition, there was nothing to do with Li Nianhuan in the territory, so she spent most of the day dealing with ingredients. It was obvious how much effort was put into making a full banquet by herself.

Just as Ye Qiu was happily chewing on the roasted pigeon with crispy skin, a prompt sounded from the system.

Ye Qiu opened it casually and realized that it was a message from Wang Wu.

[Wang Wu: Mobile props clearance sale, hurry up and see if you need anything, I'll keep it for you! 】

Um?

Ye Qiu's head was full of questions, what's going on?

Brother Wang led the troops to rebel and robbed Dayan Huzhu's warehouse?

That's not right. If it was really a robbery, why are there only mobile props?

Full of doubts, Ye Qiu typed with his mind and quickly asked what happened.

Knowing that Ye Qiu was so focused on his work that he didn't even know that something major had happened in the channel, Wang Wu immediately told the story of the blood mist beast's attack in a concise manner.

The more Ye Qiu listened, the more confused he became.

What?

Tomorrow the tide of blood mist, the most powerful natural disaster will come?

In the battle royale of the entire channel, everyone is busy carrying buckets and running away. Even Dayan Huzhu has made plans to kill everyone?

When did so many blood mist beasts appear in the channel? Why didn’t I know?

Ye Qiu suddenly felt that the food on the table was no longer so fragrant. There were still a large number of purple-gold mist cores running around outside the territory. How could he sleep?

Without saying anything, Ye Qiu immediately asked where the new blood mist mining area was.

Then, Wang Wu sent a short video.

Ye Qiu opened it and took a look, then was stunned.

Damn it, isn’t it my city of fog? !

Ye Qiu glanced at the list of props provided by Wang Wu and after confirming that there was nothing he wanted, he quickly exited the chat channel and went to the hot posts area.

Then Ye Qiu saw the cause of everything. The video of himself killing hundreds of thousands of cities was recorded and sent to the system chat area. It was actually recognized as the final test of the week!

Now that this incident has spread all over the city, the entire Channel 666 is in full force. Even many shelters with weak control have broken out in riots, robbing everywhere, and then escaping out of the channel.

After reading the post about the dancing demons, Ye Qiu felt extremely ridiculous.

Since entering the world of survival, Ye Qiu has grown up diligently, occasionally helping his compatriots, and considers himself to be a member of the general public.

But now, he realizes exactly how far he can achieve in this world where personal power trumps everything else.

Looking at the densely packed posts in front of him, Ye Qiu put down the roasted pigeon in his hand and sighed sincerely.

"Oh, what a troublesome thing..."

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