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Edgar once told a story, which left a deep impression on Chu Yunsheng. It meant that those who had betrayed before had a higher chance of betraying again than those who had never betrayed before.
This was not discrimination, but experience.
So he wasn't surprised that Ashe didn't admit him. He just felt that he should get a pair of glasses. He was a little depressed. He always thought that a kind-hearted person who could stand in front of Deere and resolutely protect Little Jacob would betray him for various reasons. He believed that this was the case in a chaotic world, but how could there be so many conspiracies and tricks?
This did not conform to his usual logic. Could it be that this kind of thing was always separated? Everyone had an angel and a devil living in their heart at the same time?
Who knows …
In short, this matter was a little strange. Edgar's story did leave a shadow in his heart. At that time, he was guarding against this, so he didn't give Ashe much authority. To put it bluntly, it was a hard and thankless task. The greatest power was still in the hands of Buterne, so how could Ashe rebel? In addition, although the probability of betrayal was high, it was not inevitable. It was still a small probability event. Otherwise, how could there be so many people who surrendered? Without enough benefits and motivation, who would be willing to go back and forth?
As for the cause, Chu Yunsheng roughly knew a little bit through Deere and the old vampire, but he still needed to ask Buterne and the others to know why Ashe didn't admit it.
Chu Yunsheng quite admired himself. After encountering the internal strife of the vampires, his mood was not that bad. He could still maintain a calm mind and think about the root of the problem.
No matter what, when he returned to Earth, he was really a naked spear. He didn't even have a body. Wasn't he just a bare spear?
But now, not only did he have a barely usable body, but there were also people who really followed him. It could not be said that he had failed.
When he left the line of fire and ran north, he rode alone. He seemed to have a strong aura, confidence, and majesty, and he didn't even look back. But in fact, he didn't have much confidence. Would someone follow him? If there wasn't a single one and he turned back, it would be really embarrassing.
Although he didn't necessarily need the Blood Mounts to survive on this planet, the feeling of not having anyone to keep up with him made him feel like a failure. Moreover, his bold words about drawing a line of fire had suddenly become a joke and a clown.
Fortunately, there were people behind him. He didn't look back. He didn't know how many there were, but as long as there was one, it could be considered a success.
This was different from when he was the Undead King on Earth. At that time, he was using the Undead King's name, and people followed the Undead King. Now, they were following him, so the feeling was naturally completely different.
It seems that his poor charm value was only able to attract people like Yu Xiaohai and Dumb Insect. Could it be that his charm value has increased a lot recently?
Compared to admiring himself, he admired the people who followed him. Their courage was truly commendable!
If he let them know that he would face a destructive attack brought by a cardinal at any time, or if they knew that what he was thinking at the moment didn't seem to be very domineering, would they all immediately turn around and run away?
In any case, these were the first batch of people who were attracted by his "charm value" instead of his strength and reputation. In the future, they would have to face the threat of the cardinal with him. Chu Yunsheng didn't want to mistreat them, so he must arm them well.
This was a responsibility to himself, and also to them. Even if some of them may have followed him out of various reasons, they did indeed give their lives to him.
"Cross the line of fire and follow me from now on, I will not abandon you!"
This was the promise Chu Yunsheng gave them, and it was also the heart that he had always adhered to.
How good you are to me, I will be as good to you, and how bad you are to me, I will be as bad to you!
From this point of view, Zhu Lingdie's father, Zhu Xirui, was not completely wrong.
…
Chu Yunsheng ran all the way until the blood warhorse showed signs of foaming at the mouth. From the simple map that Amir had drawn for him, his current location was about a big circle around the direction of the China camp.
The reason why he stopped here was that, first, he wanted to keep as far away from the scene of the sand cricket massacre as possible and get out of the cardinal's "sight". Second, he must solve one thing before entering the China camp.
The natural enemy of him and the blood cavalry.
This matter was very troublesome and tricky. If it was not handled well, the people who followed him would have a gap between them. Even if they had no way out and could only reluctantly follow him, the vigilance and rejection in their hearts could not be made up. There was always a layer of barrier between them.
But there were two sides to everything. Even if it was a bad situation like this, it was not impossible to turn the bad thing into a good thing. It might even be an opportunity. The problem was that he must have the ability to come up with a good solution.
Along the way, he had been thinking about this problem, but he couldn't think of a solution. Now that the horse was tired, it was time to stop. Looking at the people that were getting closer and closer, he knew that time was running out. He had no choice but to use his leadership ability to think of a solution.
It was impossible for a person to be a top all-rounder. Even if a person had a comprehensive aptitude, he still had to choose one direction to reach the peak. For example, although Ding Yan had the fire elemental energy, he was never one of the strongest people in Sky City. Even Yuan Tian Stage Three could beat him to a pulp. A person's energy was limited. He had devoted a lot of time to integrating and leading all kinds of forces and resources. How could he have the time to improve his fire elemental energy combat ability?
This was the same as Chu Yunsheng. Chu Yunsheng knew very well that his advantage lay in his combat ability. In addition to devoting a lot of energy and time to desperately consolidate and strengthen the combat ability that he relied on to survive, he had no other choice.
The remaining pitiful energy and time were used to deal with eating, drinking, fighting against all kinds of open and covert attacks, and dealing with high-level experts such as shadow guardians. In the end, the energy and time that could be spent on organizing and leading a team was almost zero.
Chu Yunsheng knew better than anyone what he relied on to survive until now. So he would never do things that put the cart before the horse.
It was just that he had to face this matter now. No matter how stupid it was, he had to come up with a solution.
Looking at the figures getting closer and closer, especially Ba Yi's eye-catching face and the degenerated people behind him, a series of relationship diagrams appeared in Chu Yunsheng's mind, and an extremely bold idea came to him!
On the opposite side, Ba Yi was panting with his hands on his waist. He really couldn't run anymore, and the people behind him immediately fell to the ground when they saw him stop.
They were human beings, not horses!
His throat was so dry that there was really nothing to swallow to quench his thirst. Ba Yi glanced at Chu Yunsheng while cursing, but he couldn't help but shiver when he found that Chu Yunsheng suddenly made a strange posture and looked at him with an "evil" look!
As if realizing some kind of danger, Ba Yi subconsciously took half a step back, endured his tiredness, shook his brick-like muscles, and said vigilantly: "You, what do you want to do!?"
"… Fuck, don't come over! … "
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Looking at He Ning's back, Zheng Youting shook the fat on his belly, and a look of envy appeared in the corner of his eyes.
"Damn it, it's so good to be a civil servant. You can get a position no matter where you go. I used to be just a small household police officer, and I had to deal with all kinds of people all day long. But she actually took advantage of the chaotic management of the camp, and after coming here for only a few days, she already got a position. I really envy her!"
"Sigh, I am also a businessman. I used to be a rich man, wearing gold and silver, driving a BMW …"
"I was actually reviewed by those idiots in the management office as a useless person who has no practical ability to work. Fuck, do you see my fat that is eager to be reformed through labor? Here, here, and here, do you see it? Do you see it! "
"Gulp …"
"Uh, what's that sound … It seems that I'm hungry …"
"Sister He is so kind and understands me. She knows that I am a dragon trapped in the water, so she insists on bringing me food every day. Hmm, when I become rich …"
…
While mumbling to himself and feeling extremely depressed, Zheng Youting weaved through all kinds of colorful tents. He squeezed through a narrow passage and arrived at a place where the voices of people were mixed and crowded.
This was a spontaneously formed market, and it was also the place where the fat Zheng Youting was like a fish in the water. Today, he had a big deal to discuss, and he needed to wait for an important person, and this important person was connected to him through He Ning.
The fat man was very smart. Ever since He Ning told him about the source of the food in the backpack, he had been trying his best to restrain himself. No matter how hungry he was, he would never touch the food in the backpack. He would rather accept He Ning's help and suffer other people's gazes. He was sensitive to the fact that the things in the backpack, and even the backpack itself, were all great opportunities for him, "CEO Zheng", to rise again!
Those were the products made by the most technologically advanced civilization on this planet, the top management of the camp would definitely be interested in them!
What he needed now was a suitable informant and a safe opportunity to "contribute" to the country, so that he could find a strong political backer and become a top red-top businessman that he had always dreamed of when he was on Earth.
From this point of view, he and He Ning were tied together. After all, the ownership of the backpack and the things in the backpack actually belonged to her.
However, there was always a common goal. Only by becoming a Red Top Merchant would he be able to gain a foothold in this camp, and then prosper. Only then would he have the chance to obtain all kinds of support from his backer, contact the outside world, or even that living civilization, and find the energy block he had already guessed the origin of.
What could he do alone? Maybe he would be eaten as soon as he left the camp.
The fat man looked at his watch. It seemed that it was a bit early, and that person had not arrived yet, so he began to wander around. He did not forget to see if he could find other business opportunities from the market. Once the "contribution" was successful, he would be able to show off his skills.
In a place surrounded by a crowd, he stopped and listened to the people talking mysteriously about some news that he had heard two days ago.
"It's a sure thing. My nephew is in the search team, and he almost fought with the Americans."
"I think I saw something strange in the military camp, but it's too far-fetched to say that it's something from three thousand years ago. What can survive three thousand years without being damaged?"
"You're ignorant, aren't you? It's said that the scientific team has confirmed that it did crash here three thousand years ago."
"Isn't it an archaeological site? How did it turn into a spaceship?"
"You're asking me, but who should I ask? Anyway, that's what the higher-ups said. If it weren't for the American camp in the north, we would've moved there a long time ago. "
"Don't we have two divisions of troops in our camp? Hadn't the Hindus in the south been forced to piss their pants that time? Why are they so useless when they see the Americans? "
"What equipment do they have, and what equipment do we have? How much combat experience do they have, and how much do we have? How many years have we not missed a shot? "
"Don't they say that the Americans are afraid of death and casualties? Our combat power has always been … "
"You've been watching too much CCTV!"
"That's right. Do you think those soldiers are really willing to risk their lives for the people in the camp who are still playing with power? I heard that many officials have arranged for their children to bring a large amount of food to the American camp. They would rather believe that the Americans can protect their children than our two divisions. "
"Speaking of which, they are 'Americans' to begin with, right? They have American passports."
"That's f * cking evil. Is there any hope …"
"Not all of them are that kind of people. There are still people with foresight. Sigh, these things shouldn't concern us civilians. It's none of our business! If it really doesn't work, we can just go to the American camp. Life will still be the same there, and it might even be better than now.
Right, didn't you want to see carrots? How many do you want? I brought these carrots from my hometown. Good carrots! They don't have bug eyes. "
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'F * ck.' Fatty cursed. 'You're just here to buy carrots, why are you talking about camp affairs? I've been listening for a long time. '
Zheng Youting wasn't interested in the ruins from three thousand years ago or the crashed spaceship. He firmly believed that people should do things according to their status and level. As for the complaints of the people selling and buying carrots and selling carrots, Fatty was even more disdainful.
"If they aren't evil and don't play with power, how do you expect me to survive? They obviously don't have the ability, but they're still jealous. What a bunch of useless people. No wonder they sell carrots … "
At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit came from a distance. His face was slightly thin, his skin was fair, his hair was shiny and neat, and he wore gold-rimmed glasses. His clothes were clean, and there was not a trace of dirt on his leather shoes. There was a briefcase under his arm. At first glance, it was obvious that he was a man who had never suffered before.
Seeing this man, Fatty immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.
*****
Andrew John, who was covered with the smell of salty sea water, finally stepped on the land in high spirits. He bent down, kissed the ground, and murmured, "This will be my new land!"
A man in ragged clothes hurriedly ran over and interrupted his dream: "Bosch, what should we do with those broken ships and the natives?"
As soon as he saw the broken ships in the sea that seemed to sink at any time, Andrew's dream suddenly became a little discouraged. He waved his hand and said impatiently: "Let Gus deal with it. As one of the partners, he should bear this responsibility and leave us a way out."
Andrew, who was full of power, recently defeated the strongest natives on the pirate ship. He was full of confidence. He really didn't want to see those things that dampened his mood. But he was still very smart. In case he couldn't stand on land, there was always an island as a retreat. Now the natives on the island worshipped him like a god.
It's just that those ships were a little too shabby, and they were far from the sea kingdom he dreamed of.
Andrew's main ship landed, and the exploration team in the lead received the signal early. One of them, who was full of bullets and holding a submachine gun, quickly rushed over and said flatteringly: "Bosch, good news, there is an American camp in the south, Oregon. Gerebus has contacted them. It is said that in addition to guarding against the China people in the south, they also have to face all kinds of strange creatures. When the time comes, as long as you show your superhuman strength and conquer their hearts, we will have a real base! God bless us! "
"It's not that simple." Andrew's eyes showed a gloomy and shrewd look. He stood up and said: "However, this will be an era of heroes. The great Americans will follow in my footsteps sooner or later. At least I am a real American! Well, let's go and meet the congressmen who are probably already in a dilemma. Duncan, lead the way! "
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There is still one more chapter in the evening.
Also, to be very serious, Black Blood is Floating Fire's first book. I have always been writing what I want to write and the Black Blood in my heart, so please be rest assured. Although I feel guilty for not updating, I will definitely not make a bad ending or leave it unfinished.
Come on!
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