Doomsday Hunter

As soon as Lan defected, Liu Lie was able to break through. One subtraction and one addition, the total number of demigods in the safe zone has not changed.

And Lan, who fled to the southern hemisphere to hide, felt a little desperate at this time.

He should be desperate. Because compared to the Dawn, which had twice the power of humans back then, the combined strength of those who lost their hearts now is less than one-twentieth of that of humans.

There is no chance of a comeback at all... If the previous plan is successful, it can be achieved for more than ten years. At that time, the power ratio between humans and them will be reduced to one-fifth.

If we could create another division and ally with some of them...

Unfortunately, these assumptions are now meaningless.

Lan also knew that in front of so many demigods, the probability of the plan succeeding was not high from the beginning, and failure was normal.

Humans will definitely try to hunt themselves down next. No matter how strong the space-capable demigods are, they can't stand the pursuit of the whole world. He is not the real Dawn now...

Perhaps, they should not be limited to the earth.

He raised his head and looked at the starry sky.

The starry sky is huge, and even a space-capable person needs years to cross the distance between the stars.

Humans can't catch up.

Demigods have very long lifespans, starting in two or three hundred years, and those with special abilities may even be immortal for thousands of years. Blue estimates that his lifespan is also around four hundred years.

Going to the stars is a good idea.

Hundreds of years later, maybe he still has a chance to make a comeback with alien creatures.

This plan seems to have been thought of by the Dawning ship back then, but the Dawning ship at that time completely crushed human beings, so there is no need to do this.

Now, the Dawn has been destroyed. Those who lose their hearts are powerless to compete with humans, and fleeing is the most rational choice.

Survival is the first priority. The requirement to rule the world can be put back. It's just that now Xu Xiaoxing and humans are looking for themselves everywhere, and space teleportation or flying are easy to be targeted.

So let's hide for two days.

Lan decided to abandon those idiots who lost their minds and hid at the bottom of the sea. Wait a few months before the humans forget about him and then run away.

Xu Xiaoxing is not like Li Le or Death God who has nothing to do. He has a lot of business to manage in the safe zone, this guy is the biggest capitalist in the safe zone today. The Baiyun Chamber of Commerce, Shunxing Chamber of Commerce, and Hongwu Chamber of Commerce back then couldn't compare to Xu Xiaoxing.

The status of the eighth level back then was incomparable to the status of a demigod today. The eighth level will still be killed by the regular army, but the demigod...

Can really only rely on other demigods to check and balance. Or if you find a few level 9 peaks to besiege a weaker demigod, theoretically there is a chance of success.

At the tenth level like Xu Xiaoxing, only Cao Andong and others can check and balance it.

A demigod who could wreak havoc on humanity at any time is hiding in the southern hemisphere. Humans are quite excited, and they haven't met a decent opponent for so many years, and they dispatched five demigods at one time.

Li Le carried Lin Yin and Xiaoyu, and Liu Wanghai and Xu Xiaoxing were sent from the security area.

Except for Xu Xiaoxing, an irreplaceable space-type demigod, everyone else is the type who usually has nothing to do, and can play with Lan for a long time here.

No way, Yang Qixin has already told Li Le.

Just don't live.

There really seems to be no way of life in front of Lan's eyes, and when he looks around, he only sees death approaching. There is nowhere to run.

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Western Europe.

With the arrival of winter, the West Construction Company fell silent.

The problem of lack of materials has improved with the arrival of subsequent additional investment. But the martial law and rationing system did not stop, troops were patrolling the streets, and everyone received very little food and fuel.

Make sure they don't starve or freeze to death.

This kind of strictness still makes everyone work, but instead makes many people feel grateful to Changzhi. This is probably the meaning of Sheng Mien, Dou Mi Chou.

Don't treat people unconditionally. This will only make people not grateful.

Li Le had taught Changzhi about this, and he had him learn it in the ruins of the last days. When you give without expecting anything in return, they will take it for granted over time, and they will be hated if they stop giving.

To be a good person requires wisdom. If you can't master this wisdom, then don't be a good person.

This is how Li Le taught children. It's just that most of the children didn't listen, and they learned quickly. Of course, Yong Ning doesn't need to learn, she has already learned it, Jiu'an can rely on intuition to distinguish the attitude of others towards herself, and will not treat others unconditionally.

It can be said that it is a unique skill.

Changzhi managed this place quite well, but it was limited to one city. At least this year he has no energy to expand, and it is impossible to make the camp self-sufficient.

It's not that he's incompetent, it's that he can't keep up with objective conditions.

At least we have to wait for the results of local farming every year, or build a production line here.

"What are you planning to produce?" The dark elf teacher yawned.

"The goal in the early stage is to produce simple weapons. There are a lot of arsenal ruins from the People's Alliance period here. We can repair it and get some old workers in their fifties to help and build it up." Changzhi said: "After that, I want to try it out. to engage in the local electronics industry.”

The dark elf pouted: "Your mother thought the same way back then. But only a few cities have succeeded."

"Ah, I know. The equipment has been buried for so many years, but very little can be used. Moreover, the skilled workers are basically dead, and they have almost forgotten their work skills." Changzhi pouted: "It's equivalent to starting from scratch... No wonder it hasn't caught up to the safe zone for so many years."

Before the end of the world, the electronics industry in Europe and the New World was much more high-end than the capital region, but of course the volume was still more than the latter.

Now it is, no matter the quality or quantity, it can't compare with others.

"So the long-term refers to more than ten years later. At that time, I will most likely have a more important job, and this...is just a place to start." Changzhi said, "It's a place for me to train and grow."

But it will not be the end of Changzhi.

The dark elf teacher smiled: "I can see it."

"It is estimated that it is difficult to do great things that surpass my mother. In fact, I only need to be able to maintain and consolidate." Changzhi smiled bitterly.

A few months of honing, but his unrealistic ambitions at school disappeared a lot. After all, it's better to keep your feet on the ground.

Changzhi knew that this was not a matter of his own ability. Maybe born ten years earlier, he will do better than his mother. But now the troubled times are basically over, and I can only do repair work in some corners.

Even without him, the remaining refugees in Western Europe would be taken care of by Isabella in a few years at most.

The character of being competitive all the time is actually a hindrance to the future work. Because there is no need to create much in the future, as long as you stabilize what you have now.

"When it's done here, I'll probably join the army." Changzhi let out a sigh, and found that he finally went to his mother's arrangement, but the order was a little different.

The arrogant Changzhi classmate was suddenly a little frustrated. The dark elf teacher patted his shoulder and said nothing.

The intensity of the fighting in the snowfields has plummeted, and life in Western Europe will gradually become easier. In the past ten years, Yang Qixin has not greatly expanded the territory. First, it has merged West Asia, North Africa, and Steam Island. It needs to be digested slowly.

The second is that the legitimacy of the recoverers is not as good as the safe zone of the joint name of the heirs. Western Europe has been ruled by dark elves for a long time, and it is a mess. It's too laborious to clean up.

Therefore, Yang Qixin and Isabella both recover one or two cities every few years, and then pay to support the local survivors.

Changzhi estimated that when he succeeded to the throne, Western Europe could just end. Then, the Restored Ones may merge with the North Wind and stop their expansion altogether.

The combination of major forces will be very strong. But there will also be many internal factions, which is more troublesome.

Fortunately, the demigods were united enough to hold the scene.

How to deal with the conflicts between factions, so that they can work together, this is a problem.

Li Changzhi was walking on the road in the camp.

Several workers carried away their companions who froze to death by the roadside. As the owner of the camp, Changzhi couldn't bear to watch.

There is no way. Nowadays, there will always be a few people starving or freezing to death when there is a shortage of supplies. Changzhi can only guarantee that the most people will survive.

Admitting that you are powerless is the first step in growing up. Next year, Changzhi will surely save all the residents of this camp. When he grows up in the future, he will save the whole of Western Europe, the Ross Region, and even those people in the New World.

The camp, or the 50,000 people in the city today, all survived because of Changzhi.

But what attracted Changzhi's attention the most was the few who died. I believe that if Yang Qixin saw him now, he would not hesitate to praise him.

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At this time, Yang Qixin came to the edge of the battlefield and was watching another junior.

Isabella commanded and fought on the front line, allowing countless soldiers to see her heroic appearance like Her Majesty the Queen. But she knew that she wasted a little too much time, and she would definitely have to ask the teacher for help to complete her work when she went back.

Alas, the teacher will make her wear strange clothes again.

Shaking her head, Isabella set her sights on the battlefield. She has been in charge of the consul for two years, and Yang Qixin has already delegated decision-making power. However, the number of times that he commanded the legion to fight alone is less and less.

The army is now ten years old and has many problems. One is that everyone is getting more and more arrogant.

No way, there are simply no strong enough enemies around. This issue will definitely suffer in the future if we really fight a tough battle. But that was many years later.

Another is that there are more and more gilded second generation messing around within each legion. Especially the Shadow Legion, the level of middle-level officers is really stretched.

Isabella wants to continue this battle and get rid of all those people. But for the stability of the restorers... don't fight hard against the factions behind them. Just a little punishment.

But some people did very well.

That's right, it was Li Jiu'an. Although it is also the second generation, but people can rely on their own ability to set up officers. Even the teachers who were biased at the beginning are now full of praise for Jiu An.

Why don't you transfer him to the Shadow Legion and see if you can revive the Legion.

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