"Hari Bari, why don't you go and participate in their discussion, this may be your opportunity", it is very strange that Hari Bari was standing outside the circle with Lu Ziming, he couldn't help but wonder.

Of course, there are also David and Adita who did not participate in the benefit-sharing, and both foreigners have to thank God for surviving, and what else can they pray for.

"I ......don't know, maybe I'm underestimating," Haribari was stunned for a moment, and his gaze moved from the crowd to the top of the pyramid.

Perhaps, I heard Hari Bari say that after entering Saiying Mountain, one of his brothers and two companions died tragically here, and there was no interest in continuing to fight.

Haribari's words touched Lu Ziming's heart, yes! What are you fighting for? Is fame and fortune really important? In the end, it is not an empty space, a beautiful dream, power, wealth, beauty, and so on, how many ambitions have been swallowed up by these things, and how many heroes and heroes have turned into the dust of history, like smoke and dreams, looking back on the emptiness of a hundred years.

He has not fought before, he has not had it before, and he will not have it in the future, this is due to his character, it is his personal outlook on life, and there are some things that he can't fight for. Just like the holy sword, this is not something you deserve, it will only bring disaster and bad luck to yourself.

He looked at the red pupil sword in his hand and smiled: "Maybe, it's okay to look down on it, many people have died in order to get the holy sword, I hope there will be no more dead people in the future."

Under Su Liqing's advocacy, the remaining survivors took Zhuoma as the king and jointly formed the Anti-Ren Yan Alliance, there are a total of fifty-six of these people, and those who can survive are the elite of the elite, and there is naturally no doubt about their combat effectiveness, the only thing to worry about is their hearts.

Zhuoma wanted Lu Ziming to be his helper, but he politely declined, but the funny thing is that many people are worried that Lu Ziming will stab him sideways, because Su Liqing is already hinting that after killing Ren Yan, these people will become the closest people around the king and get the supreme glory.

It doesn't matter whether these survivors really support Dolma as king or not, the huge interests of the post-war period will become the focus of these people's contention, how can an outsider be involved?

Adita still looked at Lu Ziming as if he was a traitor, as if he knew what he was going to do.

David had already circled around the pyramid, sitting thoughtfully on the ground thinking about something, his fingers constantly calculating on the ground, sometimes contemplative, sometimes depressed, sometimes joyful.

Lu Ziming was closing his eyes and recuperating, waiting for Zhuoma and the survivors to discuss the results, and the voice of the pyramid appeared in his head again: "You can't leave the pyramid now?"

"Why?" he exclaimed.

"There's something uncontrollable out there, and a lot of prairie voles are coming here?"

"Prairie vole!" he didn't know what the pyramid meant, why should he warn himself, it was unreasonable, and immediately asked rhetorically, "Why are you helping me?"

"Not to help you, but not to let you ruin the plan?"

I know that it's not that simple, and I don't understand why the pyramid is doing this, "Can you make things clear, if you want me to help, I have to know what's going on?"

"Believe it or not, I will project the image in your mind, and you decide for yourself how to do it!" said him, the pyramid projected a huge picture in Lu Ziming's mind, which was the scene of the grassland outside Saiying Mountain.

In the picture, rats are pouring in from all directions, like a gray-black flood covering the sky and the sun, leaving no vegetation everywhere they go, leaving only a mess. A hare the size of a goat fell into the rat tide in a panic, and countless rats rushed up to bite and gnaw, turning into a pile of white bones in a blink of an eye.

The rat tide is endless, layered, the big one is the size of a lamb, and the small one is the size of an ordinary hare, and the "chirping" sound is terrifying.

"There are hundreds of thousands of rats here," a terrifying number flashed through his mind.

"It's 800,000 steppe voles," Pyramid said with disdain in his tone: "There is such a rat plague every twenty or thirty years on the grassland, but the number is not large. Last year's drought in the grasslands and the lack of snow and warm winters caused the number of voles to soar. Since the spring of this year, the rain has flooded, and the voles have lost their food sources and settlements, and have been forced to migrate, and now you are seeing the scene of the migration of grassland voles."

He had heard that animals had the habit of migrating, but he didn't know that steppe voles also had this "hobby"! The scene of the migration of steppe voles could not be described as an exaggeration of thousands of troops, and everywhere they went, everything that could be eaten and what could not be eaten disappeared, and those things that panicked and strayed into the rat tide, whether large or small, were like mud cows entering the sea and only piles of white bones remained. If you have to compare it with the rat tide, the African man-eating ants leave the same shock except for the difference in size.

"Why do you want to help me?" He was very strange, isn't the pyramid a murderous nature? How can he help himself? Judging from the images provided by the pyramid, the rat tide army is not far from Saiying Mountain, at most it is only half a day's journey, and if the grassland herdsmen stationed around Saiying Mountain do not move away in time, they will immediately become food in the mouth of the rat tide.

"I don't want you to die now, anyway, if you go out now, you will definitely die, how to choose for yourself?"

He also wanted to get more information from the pyramid, since the pyramid could detect the movement of the rat tide dozens of kilometers away, there must be some way to eliminate the rat tide, at least there is a way to avoid the disaster. But the pyramid fell silent, and no matter what he asked in his head, the pyramid would not answer.

Things are a bit weird, the pyramid seems to have only been in contact with itself, and now tell these survivors that there is a rat tide outside and they can't leave the pyramid. Not to mention whether they will believe it, even if they do, it can't stop them from leaving the pyramid, but the herdsmen outside are their relatives and clansmen, can they not go out to rescue?

Su Liqing and the other survivors discussed a surprise strategy, taking advantage of Ren Yan's greed for the holy sword, as soon as he went out of the pyramid, he immediately killed Ren Yan by surprise, and some of them contacted their own tribesmen to volunteer these survivors, as long as the survivors could survive the first half hour, the surrounding clansmen would come in a steady stream, and Ren Yan's hundreds of people were really not enough for them to kill.

The plan was agreed, and the survivors began to assign tasks one after another, some of them appeared first to delay time, and some of them went out to contact the clansmen of the various tribes, of course, the main goal of the elite of these survivors, the main goal was to destroy the line of defense at the exit and attack Ren Yan's camp.

Time passed minute by minute, and Lu Ziming tried to find an opportunity to tell Sù Zhuoma and Su Liqing about the rat tide several times, but he never had a chance.