"It seems that I'm really wrong..."

After pondering for a while, Murong Yu finally breathed a long sigh and said, "If the zombies become organized, then our base will not be able to resist the siege of the endless corpse groups. Since that is the case, then we can only send survivors to hunt zombies as much as possible and continuously strengthen ourselves, so that we can compete with those high-level undead tribes."

Speaking of this, a hint of worry appeared on Murong Yu's face. She glanced at her beautiful eyebrows and said in a heavy tone: "But with our current strength, we are afraid that we are not opponents of those high-level undead tribes at all, not to mention that they have countless zombie troops under them."

"I don't think it's necessary to be so pessimistic..."

Hearing Murong Yu's words, he gently stroked the frame with a sense of yelling and said with a sharp look: "Since this is a god and demon training ground with the purpose of fighting each other and constantly becoming stronger, then the gods and demons will not make the power gap between the two sides participating in the war too big, otherwise this would not be a training camp but a massacre. And don't you find it strange that why the god and demon training ground has been opened for four days, but no one except Snake Tooth has seen high-level undead tribes?"

"I had doubts like this at that time..."

Hearing the feeling of words, Zhou Feng nodded and said with confusion: "I originally thought that Fangchenggang City also had the power to compete with the high-level undead tribes, so the city did not fall, but now it seems that this is not the case. So why didn't those high-level undead tribes enter the city?"

"Unless they are dragged by other forces!"

He bit off the chocolate that had been removed from the wrapping paper and said with a cold look: "I wonder if you have noticed that compared to the Mist Forest, our Fangchenggang City is too small. So is it possible that we are not the only participants in the Mist Forest? Perhaps there are more and stronger human troops in the Mist Forest. It is precisely because these human troops have dragged all the high-level undead people that our Fangchenggang City has not completely fallen?"

"Very likely!"

Hearing the feeling of his feelings, Zhou Feng nodded vigorously and said, "The high-level undead tribe I saw was rushing to the central area of ​​the Mist Forest at full speed, so he let me go. Perhaps, our place is just the border of the battlefield, and it is not worth the high-level undead tribes to focus their attention on us, so we escaped."

Some of the reasons why Zhou Feng made these speculations was indeed related to the undead, but more so it was that the transaction between him and the goblin Carlos made him feel that it was impossible for humans to be killed by the undead. Merchants pursue profits, and if it was a war that would definitely be defeated, Carlos would not sign a goblin loan contract with him.

You know, that's a total of 50,000 crystal diamonds!

"Then, now we can only hope that the main human forces in the Mist Forest can defeat the Undead, and at least delay it for a little longer."

After listening to Zhou Feng and Yagan's conversation, Murong Yu nodded and said, "From tomorrow, I will announce that the Self-Rescue Association has entered the war stage. Every survivor in the Self-Rescue Association must participate in the war with the Undead, either become stronger or die, and there is no other choice."

After all, Murong Yu is the deputy director of the MSS Ninth Bureau. After learning that there is no chance of luck, she immediately made the most correct and cruel decision.

Death on the road to becoming stronger is always more dignified than death by being massacred by the undead tribe!

"In addition, I think we can also pass this message to two other forces."

After touching his chin that had grown a bit of stubble, Zhou Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "Although the snake head is not a good thing, they are human forces after all. On this battlefield where compromise and surrender are not allowed, I think they should know how to choose the most correctly. But can't the forces of those border troops merge with the self-rescue association? After all, you are also a senior official in the Ninth Bureau of MSS!"

"We and the military are not the same system as the military. They will not sell our face."

Hearing Zhou Feng's words, Murong Yu shook his head and said, "And the military headquarters has basically been crippled. Even if they join our team, they will not send out easily. Instead, they will consume our supplies and there is no need to merge with them in a short period of time."

"It seems that the losses of the border troops are even heavier than I thought..."

After patting his hands, Zhou Feng suddenly laughed and said, "Okay, since I have talked about how self-rescue will develop, and I think this direction is good, then I decided to join the self-rescue club. I think you two big guys shouldn't refuse me to join, right?"

Compared with the crippled border army and the turbulent snake head club controlled by the Snake Head King, self-rescue club is undoubtedly the best choice for Zhou Feng to defect. After all, he has worked with people from the MSS Ninth Bureau, and after some negotiation, he doesn't feel that he is insidious and cunning with Murong Yu. It is much better to be companion with such people than to be companion with the ruthless and ruthless people like the Snake Head King. The border army is completely disabled, and the soldiers have always been xenophobic, so Zhou Feng doesn't want to be excluded by others in the past.

"No problem, from today on, you will be the combat instructor of our Self-Rescue Association!"

Hearing Zhou Feng's words, Murong Yu finally showed a bright smile on his face: "Hehe, if my dad knew that he had always wanted to do but had not done it, I wouldn't know what kind of expression he would have!"

Speaking of her father, Murong Yu's face was filled with happiness and pride. For her, having a father who serves the country and the people was her greatest honor in her life. As for the fact that she would never see her father again, Murong Yu would have enough as long as she knew that everything was safe on the earth.

She is Murong Yu, Murong Xuan's daughter, and she has thousands of survivors under her command to need her protection. How could she be depressed because of her longing?

"That old fox..."

Hearing Murong Yu's words, Zhou Feng suddenly thought of the old man who once invited him to join the Ninth MSS Bureau. Then he shook his head and said with a smile: "Okay, now I'm joining the club, and the development direction of the self-rescue club has been determined. I think it's time to talk about our personal development direction, right?"

"Instead of talking in this empty talk, it's better to have a fight and touch each other's background."

Hearing Zhou Feng's words, a trace of excitement and warlike light flashed in Murong Yu's eyes. She took two steps slightly, pulled out a small dagger from her waist, then kicked the ground with her right foot, and suddenly shot out, rushing towards Zhou Feng.

"Damn, just fight!"

Looking at Murong Yu who rushed towards him like lightning, Zhou Feng smiled slightly, then his eyes narrowed, and suddenly took out the [Five-seveN] from his waist, aimed at Murong Yu and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang!

Suddenly, a crisp and deafening sound of gunfire resounded throughout the room!
Chapter completed!