Who Told You to Use Your Power Like That?

"The power of killing gods is actually through killing monsters and seizing the monster's power for one's own use."

"It's such a wonderful work of art." Song Qiao sighed.

"Old Songtou, don't be too clever. The prerequisite for stimulating the power of killing gods is that we kill a monster. Do you think any of us can do it?" A young man on the side said sarcastically.

On the surface, they are naturally called the Gods. When there are no outsiders, they still use the original contemptuous name. Naturally, they cannot be called the Gods, they are just a group of freaks.

"Then what?" Song Qiao's face drooped. He was the old man who was talking to Wang Linchi. He was naturally very satisfied with this power of killing gods. It was also a way to do it.

"Let me see, he should have helped us in the beginning, but now he has given us a big cake that can only be looked at but not eaten." The young man said disdainfully.

Killing the protoss is simply not something they can do. Even the lowest protoss, if they swarm up, they may not be able to cause harm to the protoss.

So it looks good, but in fact it’s almost useless.

When Song Qiao heard it, it did make sense, but it was better than nothing.

Furthermore, it is really unkind for you to be sarcastic and sarcastic about someone who has just left.

"You can only watch? At least it's still a chance, otherwise we would have nothing." Song Qiao said with dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Huh, if you have to use it yourself, I don't believe you can do it." After the young man choked, he stood up and left, not intending to pay any more attention to Song Qiao.

With this person as the leader, many people followed and left, leaving only a few scattered people.

"You..." Song Qiao knew that the probability of success in this matter was too low, but it was great that there were still people accompanying him.

"Don't look at me. I won't go. It won't work if all of us are involved." A young man who was closer said quickly. He stayed only to respect the old and care for the young.

Song Qiao's eyes dimmed, and he finally shook his head: "If you don't go, I'll go by myself. I'm going to die anyway."

"I'm here to advise you not to go." The young man who spoke just now spoke again.

This also made Song Qiao's eyes widen, looking in disbelief.

"If you go to kill monsters, the possibility of success is basically negligible. But if you offend these monsters and follow the traces to our village, what do you think will happen to us?" The young man gave his reason. .

"Is it... is it possible for Cheng Cheng to give up hope so much?" Song Qiao didn't understand at all how the other party could say this.

"We are not giving up, but hiding it in the snow. It is not too late to take action when the time is right." The other party gave his own explanation.

"Then what if the time has never been ripe? Has it always been hidden in the snow?" Song Qiao felt that something was wrong.

"We may not have a chance now, but what about the future?" the other party asked back, and then gave his own answer: "We must believe in the wisdom of future generations. Problems that we cannot solve at this time will definitely be solved by future generations."

The other party was very confident when he said this, but Song Qiao understood that the other party was just pretending to be stupid.

Return the wisdom of future generations.

From the monster disaster caused by freaks to the present, how long has it been in total that human beings have ended up like this? Let alone future generations to solve it, that is whether there will be any future generations. This is all a problem.

When he said this, he just wanted to be safe. In essence, he still didn't want Song Qiao to fight the monsters, so as not to implicate them.

"Okay, okay, that's what you said." Song Qiao's face also darkened. As long as the other party could give a reasonable explanation, he would give up on this idea. But he didn't expect that the other party would use such a reason. If he didn't If you go, wouldn't it be a waste of your god-killing power?

"That's right, do you think there's any problem?" the other party asked proudly. He felt that Song Qiao had no words to refute.

"No problem, you are right!" Song Qiao gritted his teeth and looked at the other people who stayed, all of whom remained silent.

There is a problem with the statement, but there is nothing wrong with the interests. Not only can they not kill the monsters, but they will also be killed by the monsters. Especially, they may be implicated in the counter-attack, so they are not willing to accept it.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back and rest first. I'm getting older and I'm tired even after walking a few steps." Song Qiao looked embarrassed and left directly.

The remaining people smiled happily.

As long as Song Qiao gives up his idea, he will still be a respected old man.

They weren't worried about Song Qiao going alone. With his legs and legs, he couldn't leave the village very far. Besides, what would happen if he left? He still had so little physical strength to kill monsters, but he would probably be slapped to death by the monster.

However, they underestimated Song Qiao.

After returning home, he dug out a pistol, five bullets and a grenade from a hidden secret in the house.

"A thunder with five bullets, if it is the lowest monster..." Song Qiao looked determined. In the original plan, he was going to hand over the pistol with five bullets to the young people in the village, and He took the lead with a grenade as a decoy.

At that time, he would use his sacrifice to severely damage a low-level monster, and then use bullets to hit the monster's weakness. Even if it is not dead, there is still a chance of winning in a swarm.

But he didn't expect that everyone would eventually shrink back and want to pass the matter off to future generations.

If it wasn't inappropriate, he would have wanted to spit in the other person's face.

He was not speechless by the other party's words, but he knew that there was no point in saying anything.

"If you don't go, then I'll go myself!" Song Qiao was actually not sure, but instead of wasting it, he might as well use it himself and save it for those losers.

His mind began to recall the monsters scattered around him.

"There is indeed one low-level monster around." He quickly locked onto the target, and there was indeed one around them.

It's just that the distance is a bit far. It's not difficult to reach it with his physique, but he may need to rest.

"It's not appropriate to leave at this time. It's better to wait until night before setting off." Song Qiao knew that there might be danger at night, but if he left directly now, he would be caught.

At that time, he will definitely be imprisoned, and he may even be killed.

There were people on duty at night, but he knew where to get out quietly.

As for dying on the road, I won't regret it.

It's better than being a useless person and lingering here. At my age, I have lived a long enough life, and it doesn't matter if I die.

Unlike those young people, they still have their best years and there is nothing wrong with cherishing their lives. This can only be said to be a personal choice.

"It's best to succeed..." He muttered quietly and loaded the five bullets in the pistol.

Since it is going to be used, it must be installed in advance to avoid being unable to use it. Naturally, it was not installed before because it was stored as a family heirloom and not as a weapon, so it does not matter whether it is installed or not. It is safer not to install it and avoid Fire.

"Dry food, clean water, and mosquito repellent..." Song Qiao slowly began to collect the things he needed. With his walking distance, it would take him three days at the fastest. He would definitely have to eat, drink and sleep during these three days. It must be settled.

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"I didn't expect that there was only one person, an old man with half of his body in the coffin." Wang Linchi sighed. He had been paying attention to the situation in this human village.

I just never expected that with such an extraordinary road in front of me, only one person would be willing to practice it.

The danger is indeed a bit greater, but your race is about to be exterminated, so why not take a gamble?

Sacrifice is naturally inevitable, but as long as you succeed, the fire will be rekindled. The result is good for you, but you are still too afraid. You want and want, but in the end you have nothing.

He was not very optimistic about Song Qiao's success rate. The opponent was too old and not fully prepared.

"Forget it, just help him for the sake of the plan." Wang Linchi couldn't do anything about it. After shopping around, he finally found such a cannon fodder tool man. He didn't even know if there were any other human beings who survived. or.

So come on, just use it for a while.

There is no need to dwell too much.

Anyway, his behavior is just equivalent to increasing the power of the bomb. It doesn't matter what method is used to expand it, as long as it is convenient and safe.

It is most convenient and safe to use humans, unlike the gods, who all have problems and have many difficulties in executing.

"How to make him succeed in a reasonable way is indeed a little trouble." Wang Linchi rubbed his chin and thought about this problem. At the other party's age, it is definitely unrealistic to rely on strength, and the other party can only succeed through 'luck'.