Ren Xiaosu did not know whether to laugh or cry at the storyteller's words. Since when did he have designs on his granddaughter?
There was no such thing at all, alright?!
But at this moment, the two of them noticed the sounds of battle in the stronghold did not die down over time. Instead, it seemed to be getting more intense.
Ren Xiaosu understood the battle in Stronghold 63 had ended so quickly because of his sudden participation. After all, the members of Dusk were not weak. If a normal supernatural being were to encounter them, they might even end up losing miserably.
The Pyro Company's fighting forces always had a great advantage in terms of numbers, probably because they could mass-produce their weapons.
Ren Xiaosu suddenly sighed and said, "Revenge breeds revenge. When will it ever end?"
However, the storyteller, who was listening intently to the sounds of battle, suddenly said sternly, "This isn't a feud, but a battle of ideals between the two organizations. You have to understand that if they didn't have such ideals and ideals, they wouldn't even be considered an organization."
Ren Xiaosu was stunned. This was probably the root cause of the conflict between Qing Zhen and the Saboteurs. Qing Zhen regarded nuclear energy as a gift from nature, and he felt that humans should make good use of those gifts.
Meanwhile, the Saboteurs felt that humans should not possess weapons that could destroy themselves. That was because humans were greedy and had no restraint. Even if Qing Zhen could guarantee that he would not use them, what about his descendants?
And there was also Fortress 178. If that group of gruff men did not have the heart to protect the stronghold, they probably would not have such strong willpower either.
However, this was not something that Ren Xiaosu should be thinking about right now. He had never thought of setting up an organization, so these things had nothing to do with him.
The sounds of battle were getting louder and louder, so much so that the refugees in town were standing outside the stronghold walls and watching from afar.
It was as though there was a raging fire burning inside the stronghold. The flames in the sky illuminated the ragged refugees outside in a red light.
"It seems like the Anjing House is not gaining any advantage," the storyteller said with a sigh.
Ren Xiaosu asked, "Elder, are you on the Anjing House's side?"
The storyteller said with a smile, "After all, it's very difficult for normal people to have a good impression of an organization like the Pyro Company. No matter how they were in the past, the current Pyro Company has gone astray on the path of genetic evolution."
"So you mean the Pyro Company used to be pretty good?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"It's said that although it was a little extreme before The Cataclysm, it was still somewhat restrained." The storyteller said, "After The Cataclysm, the world lost its order, so their ambitions grew too quickly."
Ren Xiaosu muttered, "I don't think they were that powerful …."
The storyteller was choked. He said angrily, "To Xiaosu, they're not, but they're an organization that controls the ten strongholds. You only thought they were not powerful because you killed. to you think they were to you. You thought you thought they were not to to to to you. An organization that can mass-produce super warriors must never be judged by the strength of an individual. You have to multiply it by their numbers as well. "
Ren Xiaosu smacked his lips. "Alright then …."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Xiaosu heard the voice from the palace say, "Quest: Take in the injured for three days."
Ren Xiaosu was stunned. It had probably been two months since he heard the palace issue a quest. As a matter of fact, when he saw someone manipulating metal and drawing dragons at Stronghold 63 a few days ago, he really wanted to learn how to do it.
If he could learn the skill of drawing dragons, it would be great to play with them when he had children in the future! Ahem, he was thinking a little too far ahead!
Even if he wanted to learn, he couldn't learn anything without a Perfect Skill Duplication Scroll. Therefore, the quest was more important.
However, there had to be a reason why the palace suddenly said it would take in the injured.
Ren Xiaosu got up and left. The storyteller asked behind him, "Where are you going? Didn't you say you don't want to get involved in this mess? "
Ren Xiaosu snapped, "I'm going home to sleep!"
How was he going to get involved in this mess? Based on the palace's words, it was clear that his home had been implicated!
On his way back, Ren Xiaosu kept passing by the refugees in town who were watching the commotion. The refugees did not have much entertainment at night. Seeing that a fight had broken out in the stronghold, they couldn't wait to stay inside and fight for a while longer.
In any case, the big shots who were stirring up trouble had always looked down on the town. Even if there were occasional wars, the opposing forces would not do anything to the refugees. That was because everyone needed the refugees to work for them, and the factories could not be empty!
When Ren Xiaosu arrived at the door of his house, he first checked it. The lock was still intact, but he could smell a sweet, fishy smell through the crack in the door. It was the smell of blood.
He nonchalantly took out his key and opened the door. As soon as he pushed it open, he saw a disheveled figure pouncing at him from inside. The other party was holding a dagger, and to Ren Xiaosu's surprise, two vines had sprouted from the ground as though they were trying to wrap around his ankles.
However, the other party's sneak attack on Ren Xiaosu seemed to have affected his wounds. As a result, he lost control of his movements, and the vines on the ground drooped weakly.
Ren Xiaosu easily grabbed the wrist of the other party that was brandishing the dagger. However, he was surprised to find that the wrist was extremely slender. It was actually a woman's wrist.
However, Ren Xiaosu was not someone who would go easy on the fairer sex. He immediately stabbed the other party's carotid artery with a knife before calmly sizing her up.
When he saw her, Ren Xiaosu was even more surprised. The other party was actually an old acquaintance of his!
Zhou Yingxue!
That was the Yang Clan spy who had tried to lure him to Ren Xiaosu at Stronghold 88 but ended up jumping rope with him. Why was she here? And why did she look like she was seriously injured?
Back when Stronghold 88 was destroyed, Ren Xiaosu had also captured Zhou Yingxue. However, at that time, Zhou Yingxue was in a hurry to go back and save her mother. After some thought, he let her go.
He did not expect to meet her again here.
When Ren Xiaosu carried Zhou Yingxue to the backyard, he saw that the Potato Shooters were as obedient as quails. Perhaps it was because Zhou Yingxue's superpower was to control plants that she was spared from being killed by the Potato Shooters.
Just now, Zhou Yingxue was controlling two of the vines in the ground to attack Ren Xiaosu.
Ren Xiaosu snapped at the Potato Shooters, "Why didn't y 'all attack her just because she can control plants? How useless are you? "
In the end, the five Potato Shooters spat out a few potatoes as though they were trying to curry favor with Ren Xiaosu. "Here, have some potatoes."
Ren Xiaosu did not know whether to laugh or cry. What the hell was going on?
He looked at Zhou Yingxue, who he had thrown aside, and listened to the continuous gunfire coming from the stronghold. The Wang Clan's troops must have started firing, so the gunfire was particularly intense.
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