In the next few days, including Fang Jin, the three of them did not venture out again, but stayed in this New Spirit Star Lake camp with peace of mind. Under the pretext of investigating the intelligence of the Fallen Star Sect, he actively dealt with the local professionals in the camp.

Fang Jin's ultimate goal was to bring these professionals whose strength was at least silver level back to Earth when Satsuma's space channel was opened. Not much, as long as a small part can be pulled away, it is enough to double the current high-end combat power of the Salvation Guild, and the significance is immeasurable.

But this matter cannot be publicized publicly.

Although Fang Jin is sure that many professionals in the camp don't mind changing to a more suitable place to live, there will always be people who are nostalgic and reluctant to leave.

What's more, there are also three gold-rank powerhouses in the camp.

It would be fine if they didn't mind, but what if they saw this camp as their sphere of influence?

In that case, Fang Jin's move would become digging into the corners of others, and it would be difficult to say what kind of counterattack he would encounter at that time.

The anger of a gold-level powerhouse was not something that Fang Jin could withstand now.

Therefore, in the advance communication with Song Miao and Huang Cheng, when the three of them decided to communicate with the natives, they did not directly mention the things that could take them out of this camp and go to another world, but just asked them what they thought of this twilight world that was about to be destroyed, and tried to empathize with them!

This is undoubtedly valid.

In the next two or three days of subtle contact, at least thirty or forty silver-level professionals expressed their pessimism about the future when chatting - not that the remaining silver-level professionals were relatively optimistic, but Fang Jin and they couldn't find a chance to talk to them alone.

From this investigation, it can almost be concluded that more than ninety percent of the professionals in the entire camp have a potential tendency to be co-opted by them.

Among them, there are more than a dozen people whose attitudes are particularly negative and desperate.

Except for the tasks assigned by the camp and the tasks that must be completed, the rest of the time is completely mixed eating and waiting for death.

In their minds, the world is finished. The temporary relocation to the new camp is only a continuation of the last few months. But next time, if the army of evil beasts attacks again, I'm afraid no one will believe that they will be able to break through again.

The first step of identification has undoubtedly been very successful.

Then there's the second step, the in-depth engagement.

Seeing that it was not far from the appointed time, Fang Jin privately sent an invitation to the more than ten most determined professionals. The reason is that the three of them are about to leave the camp soon, and before leaving, they want to invite them to a meal, as a thank you for the extra care of everyone who has come to the camp in the past few days!

"Please eat? And wine? ”

This reason is a huge attraction in food-scarce camps.

What's more, Fang Jin also clearly informed them that there were special spirits from other places at the dinner.

Except for two or three professionals who hesitated slightly, the other invitees agreed at the first time.

Percy, who had been saved by Fang Jin before, was also among the invitees. Because everyone had some friendships, he came earlier than the others to help Fang Jin and the three Zhang Luo prepare dinner.

With the food stored in the space ring, it is not difficult to supply a dinner for more than a dozen professionals.

Braised rice, vegetable soup, braised pork, and several flavors of canned food......

There are not many tricks, but the victory is enough! Moreover, just Moutai from the earth world, and a box of rice wine brewed by the Rescuers Guild are enough to make any professional blush.

"Thank you Brother Fang who came from afar, cheers for the three of them!"

Giles, a silver-level mage, was the first to take the lead in raising a glass, although he didn't like to drink very much.

Warrior Hill smelled the wine with an intoxicated face, and was also extremely satisfied.

After thanking Fang Jin and the others for their generosity, he drank all the spirits in the cup, revealing a strong look of remembrance. After half a ring, he sighed with satisfaction, and had the posture of "it's worth dying after tonight": "I haven't experienced this feeling for a whole year." ”

"Another drink, then?"

Fang Jin enthusiastically handed over the wine bottle and signaled him to be casual.

This warrior with a giant sword is one of the few high-ranking silver ranks in the camp. Converted to the level of an Earth Professional, it is at least twenty-seven or eighteen, or even higher.

His strength can be firmly in the top three among the invitees, and he is naturally valued by Fang Jin.

"But ......"

Hill knows how rare similar high-end spirits are after the world collapses. Greedily glanced at the wine bottle, gritted his teeth and pushed: "I don't think there is much wine left, so I have to leave some for the others?" ”

Before he finished speaking, Fang Jin took out two bottles again and opened the lid nonchalantly.

Hill stopped talking, patted Fang Jin's shoulder hard, took a bottle of wine and gulped it up.

With the strength of the above silver-level professional, such a high-level spirit is nothing more than a thing. But if a person wants to get drunk, it's still very easy.

After pouring most of the bottle of wine, he burped with a mouthful of wine, and a little confusion appeared on his face.

"That's nice...... That night four years ago, I talked to ...... That's ...... the same way."

Hill muttered something under his breath, and soon fell into one-man single-player mode. Fang Jin and the other companions in the camp ignored it, and poured the wine on their own.

Looking at other professionals, in fact, they are not much better than him.

The deep despair and the heavy pressure accumulated over the past three years were completely released under the infection of alcohol and this pessimistic atmosphere. Some of the professionals wept, while others cursed the world.

Fang Jin and the others, who had not drunk much all the time, but persuaded them to drink, glanced at each other and knew that the time had come.

"You don't need to be so pessimistic, there is a saying in our hometown, called the road of heaven and earth. Although life is difficult here in the Serero Islands, if you go out, there may always be a place where you can barely survive. ”

"Live?"

Giles shook his head, squinted his eyes, and said, "Impossible, the entire Twilight Continent is already finished." Even if there are still a few places in the central region that can survive, it is only a matter of time, and sooner or later it will fall to our point. What's more, the ancient evil things are still expanding...... Everyone's dead! ”

"Oh?"

Fang Jin's tone was filled with disbelief, and he said loudly: "The Twilight Continent may indeed be finished, but what about the other worlds? ”

As a mage, Giles didn't like to drink much, and his focus was more on food, so he was the calmest of the people in the room. Hearing Fang Jin's words, he analyzed while cutting the meat chops in front of him: "Of course, the other worlds are not affected, but how can the people who are still left in Twilight and waiting for death have the channel and ability to leave?" The entire Twilight Plane, just a handful of people, but they ran out three years ago......"

Speaking of this, Giles seemed to suddenly realize something, and with a sharp flick of his wrist, he dropped the knife and fork in his hand on the plate with a crisp ding-dong sound.

His expression suddenly became intense, and he pointed at Fang Jin tremblingly: "You, you...... Should you? ”