Connie was overjoyed and stepped forward, pulling the tall lion man away in a hurry, leaving only a group of stunned lion men with strange looks in their eyes.

Along the way, before reaching the previous cabin, Connie confided everything she saw and heard.

"This is really a big trouble. The gods outside the territory don't know what agreement they have reached. Even the five royal families are not qualified to participate in the gambling scene design."

"The masterminds are Yin Yuan and Sha Long?" Sumo asked curiously, turning his head.

"They don't look like they have brains. Why do I feel like the people who designed this plan are humans?"

"If you say that." Connie was heartbroken.

really.

For the sake of combat effectiveness, these alien races at the top basically sacrificed everything.

Although the five royal families seem to be quite stupid, Yin Yuan and Sha Long don't look like intelligent aliens.

To say that Yin Ape and Evil Dragon can devise a plan, if you think about it carefully, the possibility is very small.

"I really don't understand, it's the decisive moment, why there are such idiots among you humans who even want to sacrifice their lives for aliens."

Opening the door of the cabin, Connie turned her head, showing a rare expression of confusion.

To say that when the situation in the past was still unclear, it would be fine if there were humans who cooperated with alien races in order to survive.

What time is it now?

The decisive moment has come when two gambling battles determine the outcome of the game, and the winner can take everything.

But these people are still confused and have even deepened their cooperation with foreign races.

What do they want?

Have they ever thought that even if they succeed, will the foreign race pay them as promised?

"There is nothing to understand about this. There is an old saying in China that there are all kinds of birds in the forest. It is normal for humans to occasionally have people with self-destructive thoughts. They may simply think that they will destroy the possibility of humans staying in the wasteland.

, it sounds more interesting to let humans lose this gambling battle."

As Sumo said, he couldn't help laughing.

There is really no one who can make aliens feel outrageous about the behavior of these humans.

But as he said, it is normal for only one out of a million people to have this kind of thought.

It may be due to the influence of the innate environment, or it may be due to experiencing some extreme events after coming to the wasteland.

Don't encourage others to do good unless they have suffered.

Humanity's wars on Earth have never stopped, so how can we hope to unite in the wasteland?

At the moment, Somo did not think carefully about the starting point of these people's actions.

They are all enemies anyway, and when they meet, he can 100% guarantee that he will not show any mercy.

"No, why do I feel like you already know what will happen?"

Connie looked up and down suspiciously, feeling that Somo's current calmness was a little unreasonable.

"In the battle of faith, are you sure that you can unify your faith within one year after entering?"

"Well, I did see something, but I can only say that I am a little confident."

Through the spiritual link of the Hope, we can borrow the magical ability of "time and space travel" to sail through all realms.

Suddenly, Sumo saw the gambling space that had been opened up by the game.

Although there is not much specific information that can be obtained from it, he still captured some key points.

"This plan is indeed perfect. It uses the rules of gambling to turn me into an ordinary person. I can't rely on my physical ability to gain an advantage from the beginning. It also isolates me from all the help I can get through the battle of faith. It's almost perfect.

Consideration was given to how to limit my performance."

"But they never thought about a point, never considered a thing"

Somo sat down, picked up the teapot and took a sip.

"Do you think I can still be restricted now?"

"." Connie was stunned and swallowed with some difficulty.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that the lion man in front of her was somewhat familiar, as if she had returned to that time.

That time standing on the Hope, standing in front of him, roaring at thousands of aliens.

That unparalleled domineering power reappeared.

She couldn't help but feel confused for a moment, and all her worries disappeared.

"Then what do you need? Do you need me to do anything?" Connie said with difficulty, breathing a little quickly.

"Of course." Sumo nodded naturally, "I need you to help me deal with the city beast. This is likely to be one of the key points for us to win this gambling battle."

"Deal with the city beast?"

"I will use special means to obtain some of the abilities of the city beast, and I will give these abilities to you to use. What you have to do is very simple."

Sumo's voice gradually became deeper, and he explained the plan in a clear and coherent manner.

Yin Yuan and Evil Dragon determined that human beings cannot resolve the conflicts between beliefs and unify their beliefs.

Did they just assume that there would be no such problem of entangled beliefs between different races?

What an innocent and cute idiot.

The human beings who make plans are familiar with the internal contradictions of human beings. It is true that they can formulate almost perfect restraint methods based on these contradictions, but have they thought about one thing?

Are they familiar with these alien races they are coming into contact with for the first time?

The answer is yes.

Plan loopholes often appear in places with which the planner is unfamiliar.

As long as you can seize these weak points and launch an attack, no matter how perfect the plan is, it will instantly fall into pieces.

What Somo has to do now is to aim at these places and fire the prepared shells hard.

He really wanted to see it.

In the gambling arena, what kind of expressions would those gangsters show when they met him?
Chapter completed!