Strange World Survival Manual

The atmosphere in Meihuawu is very heavy right now.

No one here has a smile on their face.

This is not because they know that the island spirit has been defeated by the bull head.

But they are facing another desperate situation at this time.

Meihuawu is about to attack Tianluo Island, which is actually not the original intention of everyone in Meihuawu.

The people on the island are not fools. They have also seen the power of Tianluo Island, and it is much stronger than they know.

You can crush them at will.

Even in terms of high-end combat power alone, Tianluo Island has killed eleven demon kings.

Even if the Cancer Demon King persuades the Cyan Dragon Demon King, the two of them combined are not enough to fill the gap between Tianluo Island's teeth.

But even so, Meihuawu does not have the right to decide whether to attack or not.

To this general trend, they are just some weak human beings who cannot decide their future life or death at all.

Because of this, the entire island was filled with an aura of despair.

At this time, in a somewhat dilapidated hall in Meihuawu, a cry came from inside.

"I am so ashamed of Taizu, my thousand-year-old inheritance will be destroyed in one day!"

"Sad! When will our human race find a way out from the monsters!!!"

"We have been at war with each other for hundreds of years. For our own selfish interests, we have divided Taohuawu, which is a disgrace to our ancestors! I can't wait to grab the land and die!"

"..."

Most of the people in the hall were wearing clothes made of sea silk, which looked very luxurious. They were the most powerful people in Taohuawu.

At this time, they were all crying and looking desperate.

Next to them, there were some people wearing commoners who were very different from these people.

These people are the ascetic sect in Meihuawu.

In the confrontation between Meihuawu and Tianluo, Meihuawu was plotted by Tianluo hundreds of years ago and split into many factions.

This Ascetic Sect is one of them, and it is also the most powerful one.

At this time, these ascetic monks looked solemn and mournful, forming two extremes.

"Bang!" Suddenly, an old man among the ascetics slammed his long staff on the ground, making a dull sound.

The sound was so abrupt that it stopped the others from crying.

"Why are you crying? Meihuawu is not dead yet!" Bai Yunhe snorted coldly, looking at everyone in the field with a look of impatience in his eyes.

The combined strength of these people's factions is not as strong as their Ascetic Sect.

If it weren't for the fear that too many people would die and be taken advantage of by Tianluo Island, the Ascetic Sect would have unified the island long ago.

At this time, Meihuawu was about to die, and he was too lazy to make excuses with these people.

Hearing Bai Yunhe's words, a middle-aged woman looked at him and cried: "Although he is not dead now, he will be dead soon. The island spirit is simply crazy. How can Meihuawu be like this now?" Tianluo’s opponent?”

As he spoke later, his voice became a little sharp, and he was obviously emotionally unstable.

"Be careful what you say!" A middle-aged man next to him, white and pale, said quickly when he heard this.

"Be careful what you say! Wang Ruoyan, you coward! Meihuawu is going to die! What's the use of being careful now? Death sooner or later is not death? We will all die!!!" When the middle-aged woman heard what he said, she immediately said to her He screamed, looking like a madman, his eyes were red, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression changed and he immediately stepped back, his face full of fear.

When the others heard the middle-aged woman's words, their faces became paler, with despair on their faces.

"It may not be that there is no chance." It was at this time that Bai Yunhe spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, the place immediately fell silent, except for a few people who cried too much and couldn't help but twitch.

"Elder Bai, what do you mean by this?" an old woman asked with a trembling voice.

"There is a treasure in my hand at Meihuawu, called the "Tianjun Picture". This picture has the appearance of Taizu, which can evoke the island spirit's past memories." Bai Yunhe glanced at everyone and said slowly.

After hearing his words, everyone looked confused, and some didn't understand what he meant.

Seeing the expressions of these people, Bai Yunhe's face turned slightly ugly.

These bastards are too focused on their own luxurious life. The men are looking for prostitutes and the women are looking for good faces. They have not inherited the integrity of their ancestors at all. At this time, they don't even know the inheritance of their own family.

Bai Yunhe snorted coldly, "Taizu also had a hidden agenda when he found the island spirit. When the island spirit saw Taizu, he was banned by Taizu, making him forget Taizu's appearance. And this thing , but it can make the island spirit recall the appearance of Taizu."

"What will happen if the island spirit recalls Taizu's appearance?" someone asked in a low voice.

Others also showed a probing look, and they also wanted to know what this so-called secret hand was.

Seeing everyone's appearance, Bai Yunhe's expression softened a little, and he continued: "There is a curse on the island spirit. If he recalls Taizu's appearance, he will become a ferocious beast, and his intelligence will be completely wiped out. It will sink to the bottom of the ocean.”

"In that case, Meihuawu will also sink to the bottom of the sea!" Everyone's expressions changed.

"So what if it sinks to the bottom of the sea?" Bai Yunhe swept towards everyone, "With our ability, we can cut down the trees on this island in a short time and build a ship that can take us to Kyushu. As long as we are alive, Meihuawu still exists!”

After hearing his words, the expressions of everyone present changed.

Meihuawu has always had a treasure that can ripen trees.

So this is feasible.

"Okay, in that case, let's go with you!" the old woman from before said through gritted teeth.

Others echoed.

Now that they have a chance to live, how could they give up?

Seeing everyone's looks, Bai Yunhe suddenly sneered, "It's okay to follow me, but before that, you must do one thing."

After hearing his words, everyone looked slightly ugly.

They know what it is.

This old man has been working hard for the unification of Meihuawu, and what he wants to say at this time must be this matter.

The venue was a little quiet at this point.

Before, they thought they were going to die, so they felt guilty for splitting Meihuawu.

But at this moment, knowing that he and others would not have to die, he began to make calculations in his mind, and the abacus jingled.

Seeing the expressions of these people, Bai Yunhe's face was filled with anger. These bastards were so short-sighted, they were just like a nest of stinky maggots.

But he also knew in his heart that people like this would exist in any era. They only care about their own interests and gain or loss, and don't care about the future of the ethnic group at all.

This is the reason why Meihuawu has always been inferior to Tianluo in its development.

"I will only save some people." Bai Yunhe snorted and said slowly: "I will only save seven of the nine sects of Meihuawu."

Seeing the panic in the eyes of some people present, he sneered: "The rest, whoever is slow to surrender or whose faction is behind them, will all die here!"

"I, the Eternal Life Faction, am willing!"

"Aries is willing!!!"

"Purple Moon Party is willing!!!"

"..."

After hearing his words, the expressions of the people present changed drastically and they responded one after another.

They knew very well that if they and others were too late to tell, every one of their clansmen would die.

No matter old or weak, women or children.

Because these ascetics are a bunch of perverts who do what they say they will do.

Seeing the appearance of these people, Bai Yunhe showed a sarcastic expression.

These people will not shed tears until they see the coffin.

If these people weren't of Yongchao blood, how would he care about the life and death of this group of trash?

I wrote it wrong before. It was the Twelve Islands of Sanren. That’s right. Eleven islands were destroyed.

I'm sorry for the recent lack of updates.

I was fully updated last month, but I found that due to the update problem in March and April, I would not receive any bonus or perfect attendance for the next six months, so I felt a little depressed.

This is caused by my own reasons.

Feel sorry.

I will adjust as soon as possible.

In fact, this book is not very profitable now.

But that’s what writing a novel is like.

When starting a book, it depends on interest.

When I finished the book, I relied on responsibility.

I will write it down carefully.