The night was dark and the campfires brought light to the camp.

From time to time, the crackling sound of burning branches is heard, accompanied by a little spark flying around the sky.

The camp was not fortified, and although the fence was hastily arranged, it was too short and the fence was too low to be imperceptible to the onslaught of the beasts. At most, it brings some psychological comfort to the members of the exploration team.

The real defense is the large number of traps scattered around the camp.

In the event of a beast attacking, these traps can act as an obstacle and create a loud noise to warn the camp.

Of course, there are night watchmen around the camp to provide another layer of protection.

In the past, most of the exploration team members had already fallen asleep at this time, but tonight everyone was not sleepy.

Many people gathered around the campfire, talking to each other.

News about the abilities of the flying squirrel leader, as well as the plight of the expedition team facing a shortage of food, is known.

"What should we do in this case?"

"Food is the most important thing! without food, without any magical beasts, we would all starve to death. No one is an exception, because no one can go without eating or drinking. ”

"I think we should kill these flying squirrels, even if the flying squirrel leader is strong, but most of them are just ordinary beasts. ”

"Hmph, if you think so, just wait for death. As long as the flying squirrel leader bites your flesh, you will die as soon as the power is discharged. Even if the leader of the flying squirrel is scarce, we don't have many people, and there is simply not enough for it to kill. ”

"In retrospect, it was really scary. During the day, the leader of the flying squirrel was no more than five paces away from me, but fortunately it died at the hands of Lord Needlegold. ”

"Can the flying squirrel leader really discharge?"

But when he heard that this was the result of the beard's inference, no one doubted it anymore.

"If he hadn't killed the leader of the flying squirrels with a single blow, we'd have died. ”

"In my opinion, this herd must not be touched. Maybe we'll be able to come across better sources of food next. So, let's take a detour. Or perhaps, it would be better to find a large army. ”

"Heh, you're naïve. Don't forget, our group was sent out by the army to search for food as we explored!"

"To get back to the beach where we set out and join the big army, I don't know how long it will be. On this journey, it is very possible that we will encounter more powerful demonic beasts. ”

"After all, how long can we last with food?"

Lying in the tent, listening to the sound from outside, he looked at the top of the tent and knew very well in his heart: the food left at present could only last for seven days at most!

But at this moment, Cangsu was more worried about the state of the team.

Everyone has their own ideas, the hearts of the team have been scattered, and each has their own opinions, and at this time, the leader needs to make a final decision.

However, although Needle Gold held this position, his prestige as a leader has not yet penetrated into the hearts of the people.

The mutton matter seemed to be a good thing that could improve the prestige of the leader of the needle, but as a result, the whole team was poisoned, causing the team to toss back and forth, and not enough food was harvested.

As a result, there was no way to consolidate its authority.

"Well, it's up to this one. Cangsu said in his heart.

In all fairness, this is not a good opportunity.

However, the reality is always like this, it is cold and ruthless, and it always puts accidents and problems directly here, which is not satisfactory. People are often caught off guard, let alone forced.

Whether it's Needle Gold, Zidi, or Cangsu himself, or the entire exploration team, they have all been forced into a corner by reality.

"Only by overcoming this difficult reality can you really take charge of this team. So, young leader, what will you choose?"

Holding this question, Cangsu slowly fell asleep.

"How do I choose?" said Needle Gold pondered.

As a leader, he has no qualifications to escape, only to bear!

"Right now, the team is running out of food, and dealing with the flying squirrel swarm is an option to get food. But the risk is very high, and the exploration team is not strong enough. Receiving an electric shock from the leader of a flying squirrel is bound to result in heavy casualties. ”

"But I need to win. A hearty victory is the ideal result. If it is only a resounding victory, and the casualties are too large, it will inevitably disappoint the rest of the people, and they will no longer expect my leadership. ”

"At the same time, the size of the entire exploration team is not very large. The casualties are too large, how can the rest of the people help me compete for the position of the Lord of White Sands?"

In addition to this choice, Needle Gold knew that he had another option.

"It's about giving up on this flying squirrel colony and continuing to explore, hoping that better food sources may be discovered in the future. ”

"This option will allow the whole team to be stable for a while, but the food reserve will only last for a maximum of seven days, and it is difficult to say what will happen next. ”

"It could be a weaker herd, or it could be a direct encounter with a terrifying demonic beast that would wipe out the entire exploration team. ”

"If the food is strictly controlled and reduced as much as possible, it can last more than 10 days. ”

"But it's very risky. ”

"As soon as food begins to be scarce, people's hearts will panic, and they will even guard against each other, hunt each other, and devour each other in order to survive!"

"My prestige is not enough to suppress such a heart. If this happens, the whole team will not collapse but riot. ”

"I'll forget it, Zidi will still be affected!"

While he was pondering, a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

The idea was so bold and terrifying that Needle Gold himself was taken aback - "If I were cornered, would I kill other people and feed on human flesh in order to survive?"

"No, how is that possible! If I do, what difference will I have with the beasts and animals!? I'm a Templar. ”

Needle Gold felt a deep sense of shame.

The Templars represented light, bravery, and were always at the forefront of the battle, upholding justice, goodness, and protection of the weak in life.

"It turns out that being a leader is so difficult. I'm afraid I'm going to be driven crazy, otherwise how could I have such a terrible thought?"

At this moment, Needle Jin really felt that the leader is by no means so easy.

Leaders must shoulder their responsibilities, not live up to the trust of their subordinates, and find the right way to lead everyone out of the predicament when they are confused.

What's more, the needle gold is carrying much more than that.

He thought of Zidi, and in his opinion, this fiancée of his had always trusted him, did her best to protect him, and never left him.

He thought of his family again, his father, who only had one arm left, he couldn't die, he wanted to become the lord of Baisha City, which was a crucial step in the revival of the Hundred Needles family.

And his pride as a nobleman, and his glory as a Templar......

As he thought about it, the more his brows furrowed, his chest tightened, and he actually felt suffocated.

His tent was already the widest, but at this moment, the whole tent was like the giant claws of a monster, constantly shrinking, as if it was choking the throat of Needle Gold.

Needle Gold resisted the huge pressure, the sound of people outside the tent gradually faded, most of the exploration team members fell asleep in the tent, but Needle Gold felt more and more heavy and huge.

I don't know how long it took, but with a soft groan, he suddenly bent down and sat weakly on the marching blanket, leaning his back against the only stake pillar in the tent.

"Huhuhu......"

Needle Gold gasped, his forehead covered in sweat.

He felt intense tiredness, not physical, but mental.

"What the hell am I going to do?" Needle Gold was still confused and distressed.

Subconsciously, he half-knelt on the ground and began to pray again.

"O Emperor Shengming, my God, Your gaze is above the clouds, and no amount of fog can stop you from moving forward. Thou wilt hold the reins of a vast empire and lead hundreds of millions of people to victory. You are so wise, You are so decisive, You can see through the trajectory of fate. ”

"Now, Thy faithful and humble believers pray unto Thee. Show me the way, clear the fog of fate for me, protect me, so that I may maintain the pride of nobility and the glory of knighthood. ”

However, the gods did not respond.

Needle gold waits.

He was looking forward to the gods' response.

Time passes silently and continuously.

It's been a long wait.

Needle Gold half-knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and headed in the direction of the Shengming Empire.

It's stubborn waiting.

This time the prayer showed unprecedented patience.

Eventually, however, the cold breath of the night crept in through the crevices of the tent, into the nostrils of the needle, and from his skin into his heart.

It seems that the heart of the needle gold is gradually getting cold, and the heart that has been waiting for it has fallen to the bottom.

Needle Jin realized the harsh reality - the gods still did not give him a response, and he would not wait for any instructions from the Holy Emperor.

The tent in the middle of the night was full of darkness, and there was not a trace of light.

The young man knelt on the ground, like a stone statue.

After a long time, the statue let out a sigh, and he no longer knelt down, but stood up with difficulty.

The legs and feet are sore, and the needles are stamped to relax the muscles.

His eyes were blank and his heart was heavy. He knew that he could only rely on himself.

Without the guidance of the gods, the road ahead was pitch black.

But he must go on!

If you stay where you are, you can only wait for death, and you will also disappoint everyone.

That's what life is.

People are often forced by life to make various decisions when their future is uncertain. Even people themselves know how reckless this choice is! And on the other hand, people have to suffer the consequences of their choices, whether bitter or sweet.

Needle Gold can only continue to think.

It is strange that this time he thought about it, but he did not feel the previous embarrassment.

It was like breaking through a limit, perhaps because the gods didn't respond, so that he knew completely that there was no one to rely on.

When the morning came, and the birdsong in the forest became more and more, Needle Gold suddenly realized that the whole night had passed.

He lifted the curtain of the tent door and saw the morning sun.

Sunlight shines through the clouds and in the half-dark forest. In the early morning, there was still a white mist in the forest, and the air seemed wet and cold.

The moment he opens the curtain, he is a wise leader who sees through everything and can make the most correct choice.

Even if he knows he's not, he has to play decently!

There was no trace of hesitation on his face, he had already made a decision!

The crowd was quickly gathered to listen to a series of orders from the needle.

"Cyanobacteria, over the next few days, you're going to keep stealth, and find out more about the flying squirrel community. ”

"Yellow algae, white buds, and beards, you are responsible for choosing the wood, and we are going to make a batch of short bows. ”

"Zidi, I need you to concoct a potion, preferably effective against the leader of the flying squirrel. ”

That's right, Needlegold has decided to hunt this flying squirrel herd.