"Now the number of our team has exceeded 100, which is quite a lot, but now there are still a large number of alien beasts in the city, and human mutants are also a threat, tell me, what should we do next?"

After Zhao Yi sat down, he said.

Zhao Yi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think that Dao Qi would ask him a question, but if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of a good way, so he only pinched his head in a hurry.

Seeing Zhao Yi like this, he also knew that Zhao Yi couldn't think of it, after all, in the final analysis, the wisdom of Zhao Yi and others had only been formed for a day, and there were subtle differences compared to ordinary people.

It's okay to fight and kill, but there is still a lack of thinking.

"Forget it, you don't have to think about it anymore." The beggar waved his hand, preventing Zhao Yi from continuing to think.

Looking at Zhao Yi's appearance, he was really afraid that Zhao Yi would not be able to scratch his scalp.

"Master, my subordinates have let you down."

Zhao Yi looked ashamed and a little guilty.

"It's okay, I'll leave you, and I'm not mainly asking you what you think."

Hearing the words of begging, Zhao Yi's face was much better, as long as he didn't think about such a thing.

At this time, the beggar opened the drawer of his desk, took out a blank piece of paper, took out a pen, and drew on it.

Poof.........

Although Zhao Yi was curious, he didn't dare to peek, but Lin Zhiyue, who was standing beside him, swept in and laughed immediately when he saw the painting.

What is this drawing?,A few lines of stickman,The position of the hand is a line.,Just begging to draw a serious book.,Solemnly drew a few stickmen.。

The things painted were not funny, but combined with the begging's attentive appearance, Lin Zhiyue couldn't help laughing.

The beggar's face suddenly darkened, the pen stopped suddenly, and he quickly crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can on the side.

"Master, slave and maid know their mistakes."

After laughing, Lin Zhiyue also reacted, and quickly knelt on the ground, her frightened soul body trembling.

This is the Lord who kills people without blinking, and his own life and soul are also linked to him, and it is also a matter of his mind to destroy her soul.

"He shouldn't have killed himself, shouldn't he?"

Lin Zhiyue was in a worried mood and was annoyed.

The beggar looked embarrassed, and he also knew that he didn't draw well, so he was very attentive, but what did you mean by laughing?

"Since you know that you are wrong, then you can kneel!"

The beggar looked sharp and opened his mouth to say.

With Lin Zhiyue's performance today, Qi also gradually knew the importance of the Yin Slave, and now because the red light has been used up, he can't use the red light again, and he can't cultivate other Yin Slaves, so he won't take Lin Zhiyue's life.

The soul of the Yin Slave is not afraid of all attacks, and he can't punish it if he wants to.

Don't look at Lin Zhiyue's soul body as if she was kneeling, but it was just an action, and her soul body didn't even touch the floor.

And it's a small thing, it's just that the beggar is thin-skinned and embarrassed.

Hearing the beggar's somewhat sloppy tone, Lin Zhiyue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and knew that the beggar didn't look like she wanted to be punished, but she didn't dare to get up, so she could only kneel.

"Okay, I'll leave you just to talk to you about cold weapon warfare!" After calming down, he said to Zhao Yi.

"Cold weapons war?"

Zhao Yi was puzzled, he was a part of the human soul, and after forming a complete consciousness, he also accepted the memory of the original owner.

But the memory is not comprehensive, such as the appearance of the soul, birth, etc.

This memory is like being screened, filtered, removed from the dross, and retained for its essence.

But I still know some about the history of the cold weapon war, but I don't know why I want to mention it.

Seeing Zhao Yi's doubts, he patiently explained: "Have you ever thought that now the power of science and technology has been paralyzed, and hot weapons have lost their value, but cold weapon warfare is the most suitable for this era." ”

"The master is very wise, I can't wait."

Zhao Yi is not a stupid person, he was reminded by the begging, and immediately opened his mouth, and while admiring his master, he slapped a fart in the shadows.

"How do you know the history of Cold Weapon warfare?" The beggar suddenly drank coldly, looking at Zhao Yi's gaze extremely cold.

These consciousnesses born in the soul fog should not know the previous history, why would they know.

If they knew, how could they draw?

Zhao Yi was frightened by the fierce eyes and immediately knelt down, and opened his mouth to explain.

"Back to the master, since we were born today, there is a memory, and this memory has some superficial knowledge on the Azure Star, so I will know."

Hearing Zhao Yi's explanation, Qi's face did not change in the slightest, his eyes were cold, and his temperature dropped slightly.

Zhao Yi knelt on the ground and didn't dare to raise his head.

Lin Zhiyue is the same.

Beggars believe that if a person has memories and thoughts, then his heart is extremely complex.

The reason why he trusted Zhao Yi and others before was because he thought that Zhao Yi and others had no memory, so he trusted them very much.

Maybe Zhao Yi and the others in front of him will remain loyal, but it is inevitable that there will be no rebellion in the future, after all, he is just a beggar.

Even if he has the strength now, it has only been two days, and he is still very arrogant in his heart.

The Yin Slave could clearly feel a faint connection, and he decided life and death with a thought, but these soul mist were different, and he had no means to control it.

Xu is begging's mood changed too much, and the diamond crystal light between his eyebrows shone brightly.

A stream of information flowed into the beggar's mind.

Knowing that Zhao Yi and the others were born because of their integration with their spiritual power, it was impossible for them to rebel in their lives, and the beggar's face gradually recovered.

He has no doubts about the authenticity of this information, and the diamond crystal between his eyebrows is his own flesh and blood, so he naturally will not be suspicious.

"Alright, you get up!"

Knowing that he was too nervous, but when it came to his own interests, he didn't dare to be careless, and his tone was a little apologetic.

"Yes, master."

Although Zhao Yi was a little puzzled why the master suddenly became angry, he still made him firmly carry out the begging words for his loyalty.

"Since you know the combat methods of the cold weapon army, then I won't say anything, after you go out, you will train all the teams according to the ancient methods."

The beggar was a little excited and opened his mouth to say.

"There is no need to train for things like military posture, but queue training is still necessary."

Military posture is to cultivate the obedience and coordination of the army, and it is also a way to show the temperament of the military.

But the beggar's men are all intelligent zombies, even if they are allowed to stand for a year, they can stand without being disturbed by foreign objects.

"Yes, master."

Zhao Yi made a fist, then walked out of the office and went to carry out the beggar order.

"You don't have to kneel, get up, I have something for you to do."

Qi turned his head to look at Lin Zhiyue, who was kneeling on the side, and said.