A million ways to survive in the dungeon

"Huh? Earthquake?"

Zhao Aotian looked to the east in confusion.

"What's wrong? King Zhao Zhan." Across the long table, Faris United Nations Prime Minister Adrian pinched his curly beard and said friendly.

It was Zheng Qian's magic element. Could it be that Yingzhou was destroyed by him?

Zhao Aotian didn't think much about it.

He is better than me and more flexible than me. He is just a little more reckless than me. There is no need to worry about him.

Turning around, Zhao Aotian smiled and said: "Ang, Prime Minister Adrian, happy to cooperate."

When Adrian heard what Zhao Aotian said, he felt reassured.

"good."

The two stood up and shook hands, symbolizing the successful conclusion of the Faris incident.

This incident was resolved fairly smoothly.

After Zhao Aotian came to Faris United Nations, he basically encountered no obstacles and successfully contacted the senior officials.

Then, after communicating and understanding the situation, Zhao Aotian expressed his understanding to Faris.

Faris United Nations, to put it harshly, is actually a collection of countless small villages. The leaders have not broken away from the boundaries of the villages in their thinking, and their vision is not broad enough.

In addition, industrial power is only concentrated near the capital.

Although the military strength is not bad, it has suffered too much in the international competition with Eagle Valley, and its strength has not yet recovered to 30% of its heyday.

Therefore, Faris is very sensitive to any disturbance.

This has created the country's tendency to surrender at every turn.

As for the fact that the soldiers defeated the other country in order to surrender, it is actually a joke.

Mainly due to the surrounding countries, except for the Northland, the others are too weak.

Soldiers are all very angry.

Politicians are cowardly politicians. Soldiers surrendered even though they were defeated. You actually didn't let me surrender. Are you not giving me face?

So the fight started.

It's that simple.

Of course, the reason why this matter was resolved so smoothly was not only the simplicity of the matter itself, but also the positive attitude of Faris United Nations in handling it.

As soon as Prime Minister Adrian heard that Zhao Aotian was coming, he immediately rushed out of his White House to receive him in person.

In only five hours, saving time and effort, the Faris United Nations incident was resolved.

It is indeed rare to be able to solve problems as smoothly as now.

Zhao Aotian felt that this might be a rare holiday given to him by God, right?

In this way, after briefly explaining the matter about the World United Nations Conference next month, Zhao Aotian left Faris with Xiao Chihuo and embarked on a journey to the next destination, Haisai Bay.

And that was also his last stop in this line of work.

Not long after leaving the Faris border, Zhao Aotian's watch rang.

After putting down his luggage, Zhao Aotian took out the Heaven-Destroying Sword, slit his wrist, released about 200cc of blood, and put it into the storage space in a sealed bag.

Seeing Zhao Aotian sucking his wound to promote healing, Xiao Chihuo on the side couldn't help but frown slightly.

"What is this doing?"

"That's a timer alarm clock, the technology of Kota Country." Zhao Aotian shook the electronic watch in his hand and said:

"As long as you release your own candle dragon essence and blood regularly and quantitatively according to this alarm clock, you can release as much candle dragon essence and blood as possible in the shortest time without sacrificing your own cultivation."

Xiao Chihuo glanced at his wound.

Although it has healed, I still feel a little heartbroken.

"For the final battle?" Xiao Chihuo stepped forward with concern, held his hand, and covered it gently.

The warm touch on his wrist made Zhao Aotian blush like a drunken man.

"Ahem, yes."

He turned away, too shy to look at Xiao Chihuo: "This time is enough for 100 people, 8 times a day, leaving at least 15 days to drain blood for 85 days.

Theoretically, 70,000 gods and men can be created.

I will still let go in the last 15 days. Although the training time may not be enough, in the end, I will be able to create an 80,000-person army of gods by myself. "

"Isn't it very hard?" Xiao Chihuo asked with concern.

Zhao Aotian smiled naively, scratched his head and said: "This is nothing, Zheng Qian works harder than me, 12 times a day, 1000cc each time.

He alone created an army of 600,000 gods and men. With sufficient training, it is conservatively estimated that there are more than 500,000. "

"If you don't consider the quality, do the two add up to nearly 700,000 gods?" Xiao Chihuo looked a little unhappy for some reason.

Zhao Aotian is not the stupid young man who didn't understand women's hearts before.

He could clearly see Xiao Chihuo's worry.

He came closer and said, "It's okay. As long as I follow the reminder on my watch and bleed, it won't affect my body."

"No, that's not what I said."

Xiao Chihuo lowered his head: "Once the war starts, you...will rush to the front line, right?"

Zhao Aotian was stunned.

Immediately, his face darkened.

He didn't answer because he knew what Xiao Chihuo meant by mentioning this.

"Would it be dangerous?"

"Yeah." Zhao Aotian nodded.

"If you want to come back alive... you shouldn't be able to promise me, right?"

"Yes." Zhao Aotian pursed his lips and nodded vigorously.

Xiao Chihuo's face showed endless sadness.

She didn't make a fuss because she knew that Zhao Aotian was such a person.

He won't lie to himself.

He would never agree to such a thing from her.

Xiao Chihuo had never seen the Demon God, but from Zhao Aotian's introduction along the way, he probably knew that it was an existence equivalent to a god.

It is unrealistic for humans to fight against gods.

Not to mention Zhao Aotian, even the powerful and invincible Zheng Qian was planning this decisive battle with the awareness of death.

No one can guarantee that they will survive.

no one!

"Too cunning."

Xiao Chihuo's voice sobbed slightly: "We have just gotten together, but there are less than a hundred days left. You are so cunning, you are not even willing to lie to me and say you will come back alive."

"sorry."

Zhao Aotian reached out and held Xiao Chihuo's hand, and said seriously: "But I can guarantee you that we humans will definitely win, one! definitely!"

The word "Definitely" is sonorous, powerful and decisive, as if you have already seen the picture of victory in the future.

Xiao Chihuo raised his head and stared at the man in front of him.

Immediately, she stood on tiptoes.

Zhao Aotian's eyes widened.

Wait until the fragrant lips leave.

In his eyes, only this red-faced man remained.

"I believe you will come back alive. Even if you can't guarantee it, I still believe it! So, after the war is over, resign as War King and live an ordinary life with me? Just promise me this, okay?"

Gentle words are like a spring breeze.

Zhao Aotian stared at her blankly, his heart pounding for a moment.

After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said: "If Zheng Qian were here, he would definitely scold you for setting up a flag blindly."

"Then just for me, remove this flag."

"Ah."

Zhao Aotian pinched his nose and stepped forward to hug her into his arms.

"Ang, I promise you, humans will definitely win, and I will definitely come back."

"Um."

As the sun set, the two embraced each other.

This scene is like a famous painting carefully crafted by a master, sweet and beautiful.

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