"The power of killing gods is actually to use the power of monsters by killing monsters and seizing them for their own use."

"It's just ingenious." Song Qiao sighed.

"Old Song Tou, don't be coincidental, the premise of the god-killing power is that we kill a monster, which of us do you think we can do it?" A young man on the side sneered.

On the surface, they naturally call themselves Protoss, but when there are no outsiders, they still use the original contemptuous name, and they naturally can't be called Protoss, just a bunch of freaks.

"And then?" Song Qiao's face drooped, he was the old man who talked to Wang Linchi, and he was naturally very satisfied with this god-killing power, and it was also a way to say it.

"If you want me to see it, he should have helped us at the beginning, and now it's okay, and he gave us a big cake that we can only see but can't eat." The young man said disdainfully.

Killing the Protoss, this is not something they can do at all, even if it is the lowest-level Protoss, they may not be able to cause harm to the Protoss if they rush up.

So it looks good, but it's actually about the same as chicken ribs.

When Song Qiao heard it, it did make sense, but it was better than nothing.

Besides, people have just left, and you are sneering there, which is really not authentic.

"Can only be seen? It's still a chance, otherwise we wouldn't have anything. Song Qiao's tone was dissatisfied.

"Hmph, if you want to use it yourself, I don't believe you can do it." After the young man was choked with such a sentence, he got up and left directly, not planning to continue to pay attention to Song Qiao.

With this person as the leader, many people also left, leaving only a few bits and pieces.

"You" Song Qiao knew that the probability of success in this matter was too low, but it was also excellent to have someone to accompany him.

"Don't look at me, I'm not going, I can't get all of us in." A young man who was closer hurriedly said that he had stayed only to respect the old and love the young.

Song Qiao's eyes dimmed, and finally shook his head: "If you don't go, I'll go by myself, anyway, I'm going to die." ”

"I'm here to persuade you not to go." The young man who had spoken spoke again.

This also made Song Qiao's eyes widen, and he looked incredulous.

"If you go to kill monsters, the possibility of success is basically negligible, but if you anger these monsters and follow the traces to our stockade, what do you think will happen to us?" The young man gave his reasons.

"Is this possible to give up hope so much?" Song Qiao didn't understand at all, how could the other party say this.

"Instead of giving up, we're hiding it and it's never too late to do it when the time comes." The other party gave his own explanation.

"What if the time is not ripe? Hidden in the snow all the time? Song Qiao felt that something was wrong.

"We may not have a chance now, but what about the future?" The other party asked a rhetorical question, and then gave his own answer: "We must believe in the wisdom of future generations, and the problems that we cannot solve at this time will be dealt with by future generations." ”

The other party was very confident when he said this, but Song Qiao understood that the other party was pretending to be stupid at all.

Return the wisdom of posterity.

From the monster catastrophe formed by freaks to the present, how long has it been since mankind ended up like this, and then let alone the descendants to solve it, that is, whether there can be descendants, this is all a question.

When he said this, he was simply thinking about a corner of peace, and in essence, he didn't want Song Qiao to do anything with the monsters, so as not to implicate them.

"Okay, okay, you say so." Song Qiao's face was also gloomy, but as long as the other party could give a reasonable statement, he would never have this thought, but he didn't expect the other party to use this kind of reason, if he didn't go, wouldn't it be a waste of this god-killing power.

"yes, do you think there's something wrong?" The other party asked proudly, he felt that Song Qiao had no words to refute.

"No problem, you're right!" Song Qiao gritted his teeth and said, looking at the other few people who stayed, all of them were silent.

There is a problem with the statement, but there is nothing wrong with the interests, not only can they not kill the monster, but they will also be killed by the monster, especially this counter-killing may also be implicated, so they are not reconciled.

"I'll go back to rest first when there's nothing to do, and I'm tired before I get older." Song Qiao looked embarrassed and left directly.

The rest of the group smiled happily.

As long as Song Qiao gives up his ideas, he is still a respected old man.

They didn't worry about Song Qiao going by himself, just the other party's legs and feet, how far away they couldn't leave the village at all, besides, even if they left, what could they do? He still went to kill monsters with this little physical strength, and he was afraid that he would be slapped to death by the monster.

However, they underestimated Song Qiao.

When he returned home, he pulled out a pistol, five bullets, and a grenade from a hidden compartment in the house.

"Five bullets and a thunder, if it's the lowest-level monster" Song Qiao's expression was resolute, in the original plan, he was going to hand over the pistol with five bullets to the young people in the village, and he took the lead with the grenade as a bait.

At that time, with his sacrifice, he will severely damage a low-level monster, and then hit the monster's weakness with a bullet, even if he is not dead, he will have a chance of winning if he rushes up.

But he didn't expect that in the end, everyone retreated, and thought about pushing this matter to future generations.

If it wasn't inappropriate, he would have thought about spitting in the other party's face.

He was not dumbfounded by what the other party said, but he knew that there was no point in saying anything.

"If you don't go, then I'll go myself!" Song Qiao is actually not sure, but instead of wasting it, it is better to use it himself, and save it for the group of wasters.

My mind began to remember the monsters scattered around me.

"There is indeed one around the low-level monster." He quickly locked on to the target, and there was indeed one around them.

It's just a bit far away, and it's not difficult to reach it with his physique, but it's likely that he needs to rest.

"It's not the right time to leave at this time, so it's better to wait until the evening to leave." Song Qiao knew that there might be danger at night, but if he left directly, he would be caught.

At that time, he will inevitably be imprisoned, and it is even possible to kill him even ruthlessly.

There were also officers on duty at night, but he knew where to go out quietly.

As for dying on the road, I won't regret it.

It's better than staying here to survive, at your age, you've lived enough, and it doesn't matter if you die.

Unlike those young people, they still have a good age, and it is understandable to cherish their lives, this can only be said to be a personal choice.

"It's better to succeed," he muttered quietly, loading the five bullets from his pistol.

Since you want to use it, it must be installed in advance, so as to avoid being too late to use it, and it is not installed before because it is stored as an heirloom, not as a weapon, so it doesn't matter if you install it or not, it can be safer if you don't install it, and avoid misfire.

"Dry food, water, and mosquito prevention" Song Qiao slowly began to store the things he needed, with his footsteps, he had to walk for three days at the earliest, and these three days of eating, drinking, and sleeping must be settled

"I didn't expect that there was only one person, an old man who was half in the coffin." Wang Linchi sighed, he had been paying attention to the situation of this human village.

It's just that I never thought that such an extraordinary path was in front of me, and only one person was willing to practice it.

The danger is indeed a little bigger, but you are about to be wiped out, so why not gamble?

Sacrifice is inevitable, but as long as you succeed, the fire will be rekindled, and as a result, you are good, but you are still afraid, you want to want, and in the end there is nothing.

He is not very optimistic about Song Qiao's success rate, the other party is too old, and the preparation is not complete.

"Forget it, just help him out for the sake of planning." Wang Linchi couldn't do anything about it, he walked around for a long time, and finally found such a cannon fodder tool man, he didn't know if there were any other human survivors.

So it's all here, and it's going to be just a little bit of a use.

There's no need to dwell too much.

Anyway, his behavior is just equivalent to expanding the power of the bomb, and it doesn't matter how it is expanded, how convenient and safe it is.

With human beings, it is the most convenient and safe, unlike the Protoss, all of them are very problematic, and there are many difficulties in implementation.

"How to make him successful reasonably is indeed a small trouble." Wang Linchi touched his chin and thought about this question, at the other party's age, it is definitely unrealistic to rely on strength, and he can only let the other party succeed by 'luck'.