Chapter 133: Talks (2)

Zhao Xiaokui is an obedient child.
Sheng Lao said to him, she really gave him.
Of course, she was not staring at the old white man, but the black young man standing behind him. She hadn't been arrogant enough to provoke a big boss who could sit on the same level as Old Sheng as her unstable fifth-order transcendent.
Although her current behavior and provocation are not much different.
The black young man stared at him closely, with a contemptuous expression and guarded eyes.
But what he didn't know was that it was useless to stare at Zhao Xiaokui.
Because the real attack came from behind him.
When he reacted, the water column like a giant dragon had rushed him from this end of the deck to the other end of the deck.
Had he not reacted in time and grabbed the railing on the side of the ship, he would have successfully performed a fancy diving.
He cursed: "FUCK."
Old Sheng patted Zhao Xiaokui on the shoulder, smiling triumphantly, "Good job."
The old white man's gaze fell on Zhao Xiaokui's blanket-covered fishtail, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was smiling, "Some skill."
The black youth grabbed the railing and got up.
This time, he looked into Zhao Xiaokui's eyes, and he no longer wrote contempt, but was full of caution.
Before Zhao Xiaokui took the shot, he didn't even react at all. The crisis seemed to fall from the sky, and it fell on him without any reason.
You know, he, who can come out to see the world behind the big boss, has been a Tier 5 Transcendent for a long time. He thought he could crush the other young generations this time, but he didn't expect to see the first person. Slapped him on the face.
The nightcrawler soldier pushing Zhao Xiaokui was someone she had never seen before.
The face is ordinary, what you see is forgotten, and the sense of presence is heinous.
Had it not been for the wheelchair without the automatic navigation function, Zhao Xiaokui would have forgotten that there was still a person behind him.
After packing up the black youth, she followed Sheng Lao and went all the way to the meeting room on the warship.
As the organizers, they were naturally the first to arrive. Soon, the old white man representing the Freedom Tower also followed the guide and walked in. When he sat down, Zhao Xiaokui saw him posing in front of him. Her nameplate, Hood Oliver, a character she had learned in the history books of the Transcendent.
The extraordinary history of human society is not too long. In the next ten minutes, more people Zhao Xiaokui had seen in history books came to her.
The main content of the discussion at this meeting was the issue of evil gods raging on the African continent, which has become a treacherous territory.
Zhao Xiaokui thinks that anyone who has a brain should know how to discuss this topic.
To her surprise, before discussing how to fight, even less than half of the people were opposed to attacking this sly territory.
"I think this new treacherous territory is far away from us and will not pose any threat at all. As long as we can control the border between Africa and Eurasia, we can live in peace with the evil gods."
The person who said this was a representative of an extraordinary force in South America.
His strength is not even as good as Zhao Xiaokui, but after he spoke, many leaders of similar small forces expressed their approval.
Zhao Xiaokui almost made a laugh at the stupidity and innocence of mankind.
Do they really realize what kind of existence they are facing?
Just dare to say the word peaceful coexistence.
Humans and monkeys live in peace because there is no interest link between the two.
When Homo sapiens became the ruler of the earth, how many races like Neanderthals disappeared in the long river of history.
Where did they come from their self-confidence, they actually naively thought that the evil could get along with humans in peace.
Of course, there are also people who support the attack on the sly realm. Most of them are big powers such as the Alliance of Gods. They have a certain foresight. They think that there is such a large sly realm on the planet where they live, and they don't know how many they will breed. When the danger comes, it is too unsafe. It should be strangled in the infancy in time.
Sheng Lao and Zhao Xiaokui, before they came, had exchanges in the sly domain. When everyone was arguing, he suddenly called Zhao Xiaokui and said, "Xiaokui, who is right among the people present? What Cthulhu knows best, I am afraid it is none other than you. What do you think, let everyone listen."
Seeing that some people don’t seem to believe in Zhao Xiaokui, Mr. Sheng chuckled lightly, pretending to be calm and quiet: "You may not know that Comrade Zhao Xiaokui is our nightcrawler, the fastest since awakening to the fifth rank. Comrade, it only took a little over a year, and the parasite Cthulhu that we found in China before was also the first one she discovered and successfully captured."
With Sheng Lao's support, everyone's eyes looking at Zhao Xiaokui suddenly became unusual.
Zhao Xiaokui didn't have stage fright, and met the eyes of a bunch of big guys. She sat up straight and asked: "My fellow human beings, do you really understand what kind of existence the evil is?"
"Do you know what they live on?"
After her two questions, the scene suddenly became lively, and it became like a vegetable market, with all sorts of things to say.
In the end, Mr. Sheng controlled the situation. He coughed slightly and said to Zhao Xiaokui: "Don't sell it, just say it."
Everyone looked at Zhao Xiaokui.
Zhao Xiaokui then said in a solemn voice: "We humans and the evil are a life-and-death relationship."
"They are the remnants of the last civilization. They are hidden in the gap between time and space. They are not contained in this world. Only by smuggling can they enter our world. The so-called smuggling must be well understood by everyone. Border, creating fake identities... But unlike ordinary people smuggling, the identities acquired by the smuggled evil gods cannot be fake, they must be real."
"I think everyone present should have come into contact with the sacrifices of the evil gods. They sacrificed the lives and souls of living people to the evil gods through formations in exchange for power. This is actually a way to help the evil gods sneak through. After the Cthulhu received the sacrifice, they had been abandoned by civilization and had nowhere to stay. They had a destiny that could intercept power from the long river of time."
"But the fate of a single individual is limited, especially for ordinary people. Their fate is often only a few decades to a hundred years or so. Before Cthulhu became a Cthulhu, most of them were of rank 7 and above, rank 8 and rank 9 or even rank 10. However, they don’t know how long their lifespan is. Do you think they would be willing to accept sacrifices from one person, spend great effort, and stay in this world for decades or at most a hundred years?"
impossible.
This is the answer that everyone has in their hearts.
"They want to continue to live, there are only two ways. One is to control the current civilization, that is, we humans, like pigs and sheep in captivity, and raise them in captivity. Whenever one's fate is exhausted, Pick a person from among us, get a new identity after being slaughtered, and continue to live in this world. The second is to kill most of our humans, destroy the civilization we have created, and force the world to recognize them. The presence."
"No matter which one they choose, we have an endless relationship with them."
Zhao Xiaokui's words made everyone sweat for no reason.
Many of them have dealt with the evil gods. Everyone knows how powerful the evil gods are. Therefore, they refuse to confront the evil gods who have already created a large-scale deception. If the domain is not bordered by its own land, it has nothing to do with its own side.
It wasn't until Zhao Xiaokui clarified the pros and cons between the two that he suddenly felt a chill in his back.
Someone questioned: "Why do you know so much about the evil god?"
Zhao Xiaokui clicked on his temple, "Because I have swallowed the soul of an evil god, and I have a special care for me, so I know them more than you. You can choose to escape, and then be caught by the evil like a livestock To kill, you can also choose to resist and fight bravely. This is a personal choice. I do not force anyone to be a coward or a warrior. What I want to say is—"
"In civilized wars, there has never been a word of peace, either advance or retreat, or life or death."
Mr. Sheng watched Zhao Xiaokui who was talking.
She was sitting in a wheelchair, and her position was shorter than that of others, and the lower back of her chair made her less imposing.
But when she was speaking, everyone who was swept by those dark golden eyes unconsciously showed a gesture of submission and obedience.
On her thin body, a kind of aura called a king appeared vaguely.
Zhao Xiaokui's words successfully convinced most people.
The rest of the next part was intentional to protest, but the people were light-hearted and were not taken seriously by others.
They directly discussed the method of offensive, the supply of materials, and even the distribution of resources after the victory of the War of Resistance.
As for failure?
No one will discuss this issue.
As Zhao Xiaokui said, it is either life or death.
The meeting lasted for three days, and various plans were drawn up and overturned.
For the Cthulhu, they knew too little about the sly realm, and they had too little contact. The only reliable source of information was Zhao Xiaokui.
In these days, every bit of extraordinary knowledge in her mind has been unearthed and placed in front of everyone for detailed discussion.
Collecting the information from all parties, they finally got the general situation of the entire African slyland.
"We believe that there should be two major evil gods in the current sly realm. One is the ancestors enshrined by the sacred totems, and they are assembled into an evil god. He is in the chaos, regardless of the enemy and me, so it is better to get close, but It is difficult to be killed. One is the evil Turst summoned by the World Exterminator. In the legend, he is a giant python that can swallow the moon and the sun. In addition, it is the slyland formed by the slyland itself. It’s not easy for the Spirit to break through this treacherous realm and cause harm to the evil inside."
This is destined to be a difficult war.