Spirit of the Mountain

Chapter 331: Zi Hai’s serious and heavy question came to a conclusion in Haha’s hilarious words. Regardless of whether the queen bee comes or not, everyone must step up their preparations and rely on the wooden castle to defend and counterattack while preserving as much vitality as possible. At the same time, suitable people will be selected immediately, and they will run back to the village quickly and lightly to report for help, so that they can bring as many powerful weapons as possible. In this way, as long as the three of you can resist the attack of the queen bee, and the others resist the ordinary black wasps, and hold on for a while, when the village's backup weapons arrive, everyone may not be able to do anything about the queen bee, but the ordinary black wasps will accept modernization The brutal baptism of weapons of war. After several peeping and sneak observations, the huge armament and ammunition depot that goes deep underground to an unknown distance will be used when the situation is critical. No matter what kind of monster you are, they will all be burned to death or blown up. , not even a single hair left. Although it is not clear why this huge ammunition depot was built in the mountains next to the village, there is no need to worry if there is stock. In the village, except for children, everyone, old and young, practices martial arts, and every young and old man serves as a soldier. There is no one who cannot or dare not use modern weapons. In addition to the big mushrooms that are so powerful that they can even kill you, there are also biological and chemical weapons that are indistinguishable between humans and animals. Others in the village, old and young, will not hesitate to bring them out and use them as long as the country allows them, and they can also give them to others. You have beautiful flowers. Hit wherever you point. If you are not sure, as long as there is no one of your own in that area, then increase the firepower, learn from the bald eagle, unlimited firepower to cover the strike, do a carpet bombing, no matter whether it is a monster or a reactionary, blow them all up. After deciding on a strategy, they split up. This time, the two brothers Heng and Ha were on guard duty, and Zhang Cheng met with Mubao to communicate and arrange work. After all, he was the captain of this mission, and some things had to be arranged and communicated better by him. For example, now, after it is beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding and everyone has entered a world where monsters are rampant, after a few high-end combat forces who can influence the battlefield have figured out a solution, Zhang is needed to arrange for a large number of ordinary people. Cheng, the captain, stepped forward to execute it. Falling to the ground, Zhang Cheng found Li Tiezhu who was busy arranging the wounded, managing logistics, preparing potions, arranging medical staff to detoxify the poisoned team members, and making and supplying arrows to the front. Within a few words of exchange, Zhang Cheng completed everything from overall strategic arrangements to detailed tactical execution. In fact, everything basically has nothing to do with him. The ones who are busy are still Li Tiezhu, the experienced core commander, and the perfect team management system. As for Zhang Cheng, it's better for him not to cause trouble now. His first task is to seize the time to adjust to the situation, and wait until the queen bee comes, or when the bee swarm is supplemented by rear reinforcements and the number increases, and then launches a fierce attack, he can just act as the flag and mainstay. There is no need to worry about the rapid torrent of spiritual power in the body, which is like a high-speed train. There are also the fiery red "crystals" that seem to be unable to fill up the lower Dantian at ordinary times, but once the war starts, they can endlessly provide Zhang Cheng with endless spiritual energy. This allows Zhang Cheng to appear very leisurely at the important moment when he needs to intensify his training before the war. There is no need to be nervous. Relax and look forward to it. The more relaxed you are now, the more your mind will be able to concentrate and your body will be able to perform better when fighting. Pay more attention to the spiritual energy from the outside world and be prepared in advance. Zhang Cheng said that he does not need to worry about this. The strong and fast meridian circulation and the super powerful "water pump" in the lower Dantian will help him solve everything. All he needs to do is to wait with peace of mind and adjust his mood so that he can face the end battle that may be coming soon in the best possible condition. There was nothing he could do to help him. Even in the past, he would be "shooed away" by gentle and considerate people. Zhang Cheng, who asked him to take the time to rest, was idle and idle, waiting for him to reach the platform in the center of the wooden castle. This place was originally used as a resting place for the girl named Apu. When Zhang Cheng, who put her down and was busy fighting, approached this place again, he found that this place had become the core place in the wooden castle. The injured, seriously injured, were placed next to the unconscious Apu. Wounded people covered in white bandages were lying on clean mattresses, surrounded by Apu, who was surrounded by fresh green skin, like a sleeping elf between the sea of ​​flowers. There was no killing, no chaos, and even the blood seeping out of the bandages of the seriously wounded was not so dazzling. There is tranquility, peace, and green vitality like a tide. The wooden platform in front of me has come to life. Only the wooden platform that had been hastily built before was still intact under the wounded man's body. Everywhere else is green. Surrounded by green leaves and intertwined with vines, Apu lies quietly, like a natural elf sleeping on his chariot, a queen of green fields surrounded by endless people, calm, but also full of endless vitality. and endless majesty. Under the wooden platform, there are people busy collecting purple spiritual grass and the purple carpet does not decrease no matter how hard it is pulled out. Densely packed and noisy, in the rhythm of the windless swaying of the grass tips, there seemed to be countless voices cheering for joy, and a purple sea was pregnant with infinite vitality. The collecting crowds are very careful. People standing on the path looming in the purple sea all have light feet and soft fingertips. They lean over and gently pick out the thickest, longest and aging leaves of each purple spiritual grass. The other bright colors and delicacies are not touched. These are enough, leaving the plants behind so that they can produce more leaves that can save their comrades. Outside the purple ocean and busy but cautious crowds, there are gurgling streams diverted by several deliberately dug ditches. The stream of water gathers on one side of the purple ocean, and then fills the potholes and is blocked by the dams built. Slowly and quietly, it penetrates into the foundation of the purple ocean, nourishing the jumping elves, and prompting "them" ” thrive. If you take a closer look and put your hand deep into the bottom of the Purple Sea, you will find that the silently flowing stream has already spread throughout the "ocean" and enveloped the entire Purple Sea. Except for the raised "path" where you stay, all other places where purple grows are soaked and nourished by the stream. Pieces of purple, streams, and "farmers" bending over to collect leaves all together create a strange picture.