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Chapter 1526 Fifty-five years old, knowing destiny!(2/2)

Not long ago, this guy was quite restless. He took people back to his mother tribe, the Huohong Tribe, and returned with more than a dozen high-level magical arts from trade.

Sumo didn't know exactly how to trade, but I heard from Thomas that the Huohong tribe had been removed from the map.

He is a cruel person.

Soma has decided that after he leaves the world of faith.

Thomas is in charge of the inside, and Borna is in charge of the outside. If the two of them work together, they can keep the Fire Fist tribe worry-free for at least ten years.

In addition, although the third major event "Mark of Faith" is not over yet, it is not much different from the end.

It's a bit funny to say that the Faith Mark will open a small map for players who enter the gambling battle.

As long as a player gathers faith, he will be marked on this map and then be seen by other players.

But what are markers used for?

Maybe the people who designed the gambling world originally thought this way. If the alien races could follow their rhythm and develop steadily until now, they would definitely be significantly ahead of humans.

At this time, you only need to turn on the faith mark, and the aliens can calmly hunt down human camp players.

But they seem to have forgotten one thing.

The world of faith is completely designed according to the map of the wasteland world.

Even if the fissures are adjacent to each other, if you want to go from fissure No. 37 to fissure No. 108, there is still a distance of more than 20,000 kilometers in between.

Even if you drive, it will take at least two months to arrive, let alone setting off with an army.

Therefore, the Fire Fist tribe has not encountered a single sniper attack until now.

And when you open the map, you will see that the Fire Fist tribe's marked light spots are now half the size of the map, covering nearly thirty cracks.

In comparison, other marked light spots, even those with the strongest alien radiance, are less than one percent of the size of the current Fire Fist.

What to fight with?

If they don't surrender immediately, these aliens are already brave enough!

"Successfully winning the first gambling battle means that it is basically certain that the foreign race has failed. I will not give them a chance to win the second gambling battle. On the contrary, they will not delay the second gambling battle until the end."

"Now if the alien races want to decide the winner, there is only one way to go, and that is to win the wasteland war."

"However, even if more than a billion humans line up on the front lines, they can easily wait until the second gambling battle is over."

There is still one month left before the gambling fight ends.

However, Sumo couldn't wait to go out and wanted to know how far the war outside had progressed.

But rules are rules, and the gambling world will not end until the last moment.

"So, we can't stop now and continue to make more preparations."

Somo rested for a while and then devoted himself energetically to the finishing work of the Fire Fist Tribe.

With only the last month left, he pushed off all the routine work at hand and handed it over to Huang Xiangyu.

This little man who had been loyal to him from the beginning was now a fourth-level high priest.

After he leaves, he will become the next leader of the Fire Fist Tribe.

"Clan leader, you should consider the marriage issue immediately. You can't leave the position of the young clan leader vacant, right?"

Huang Xiangyu, who came to take over, did not complain, but he reminded him solemnly before leaving.

"I heard that proposing to the Stone God is particularly effective in marrying someone else. Do you want me to help you find a match?"

"Ahem..."

Somo couldn't swallow a sip of water and choked and coughed repeatedly.

How long has it been since you settled down? How can you focus on the love between these children?

But from some angles, Huang Xiangyu is right.

In addition to faith, residents also need to obtain a sense of security from more places.

Especially now that the Fire Fist tribe is getting bigger and bigger, the importance of inheritance is also increasing invisibly.

And a clan leader without inheritance will naturally not be able to bring them much sense of security.

"Hey, after I leave, I'll leave this to you to solve."

Sumo thought this in his mind, waved his hands, slumped down on the chair and narrowed his eyes.

Seeing his lazy look, Huang Xiangyu shook his head helplessly and left without saying anything.

The patriarch is the patriarch, let alone him, even if Priest Thomas comes, he can't persuade him.

Anyway, the Fire Fist tribe now has strong soldiers and horses, and there is nothing to fear even if they are facing those super tribes.

It wasn't until the sound of the door closing that Sumo opened his eyes and stretched.

He stood up, took steps, took the unfinished book from the bookshelf and continued writing.

The content is not complicated, it is basically the research and analysis of magical organs.

He originally planned to take Wang Qi's wish back to the wasteland for research, but after thinking about it, wouldn't the world of faith be more suitable?

The humans here have fully mastered magical abilities, and there are not many external threats.

Start researching now, and when he fully obtains the authority of the Jushan Star Territory, he can come back at will and take away all the research results.

"Speaking of this, I wonder how the ruins will develop in the future..."

According to the scale of the Boulder Star Territory, one year in the past on the main plane is equivalent to ten years in the future ruins.

Calculating the time, two years and three months have passed now, and twenty-three years have passed since Future Relics.

If you can go back to the ruins of the future, you will definitely be able to gain a lot of resources and technology.

etc.

Su Mo held the pen and thought for a moment, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be no longer a young man.

For humans on Earth who have traveled through time, three years and nine months have passed.

But for him, one year is spent in the deep-sea ruins, three years in the future ruins, twenty years in the asynchronous space, and one year in the gambling space.

Including more than two years in the wasteland, he is now a legitimate fifty-five-year-old man.

As the saying goes, you know your destiny at the age of fifty.

"My destiny..."

Sumo couldn't help but laugh.

Fight hard, Lao Su, now is not the time for you to rest!

...

This is a tool specially made by humans for frontline combat.

Last night's meeting lasted until three o'clock in the morning. If it weren't for most
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