In the next few days, the three of them, including Fang Jin, did not venture out again, but stayed at the Xinlingxing Lake camp with peace of mind.
Fang Jin's ultimate goal is to bring these professionals, who are at least silver-level in strength, back to Earth when the space channel in Satsuma opens.
Not too much, as long as a small part can be taken away, it will be enough to double the current high-end combat power of the Savior Guild, which is of immeasurable significance.
But this matter cannot be publicized publicly.
Although Fang Jin is sure that many professionals in the camp would not mind changing to a place more suitable for survival, there will always be some who are nostalgic and unwilling to leave.
What's more, there are three gold-level experts in the camp.
It's fine if they don't mind, but what if they regard this camp as their own sphere of influence?
In that case, Fang Jin's actions become poaching, and it's hard to say what kind of counterattack he will receive.
The anger of a gold-level powerhouse is not something Fang Jin can bear now.
Therefore, during the advance communication with Song Miao and Huang Cheng, the three decided to communicate with the indigenous people without directly mentioning the matter that could take them away from this camp and to another world.
They only asked them about their opinions on this impending destruction. view of the twilight world, trying to resonate with them This is undoubtedly effective.
In the next two or three days of subtle contact, at least thirty or forty Silver-level professionals expressed their pessimism about the future during chats.
This is not to say that the remaining Silver-level professionals have a relatively optimistic attitude, but Fang Fang Jin and the others failed to find a chance to chat with them alone.
From this thorough investigation, it can be almost determined that more than 90% of the professionals in the entire camp have the potential to be attracted by them.
Among them, there are a dozen or so people whose attitudes are particularly negative and desperate.
Except for the tasks assigned by the camp that must be completed, the rest of the time it was just a matter of eating and waiting to die.
In their opinion, the world is over.
The temporary relocation to the new camp here is just to continue to survive and survive for a few more months.
But next time, if the evil beast army attacks again, no one will believe that they can break through again.
The first step of identification is undoubtedly very successful.
Then comes the second step of in-depth contact.
Seeing that the appointed time was not far away, Fang Jin privately sent invitations to the ten most determined professionals.
The reason was that the three of them were preparing to leave the camp soon, and before leaving they wanted to treat them to a meal to thank everyone in the camp for taking care of them in the past few days.
“Please eat and drink” This reason has great appeal in camps where food is scarce.
What's more, Fang Jin and the others clearly informed that there would be specialty spirits from other places at the dinner.
Except for two or three professionals who hesitated slightly, the other invitees agreed immediately.
Percy, whose life had been saved by Fang Jin before, was surprisingly among the invitees.
Because we all have some friendship, he came earlier than others to help Fang Jin and the others prepare dinner.
With the food stored in the space ring, it is not difficult to provide a dinner for more than ten professionals.
Braised rice, vegetable soup, braised pork, and several flavors of canned food
There are not many tricks, but it is more than enough.
Moutai from the earth world and a box of rice wine brewed by the Savior Guild are enough to make any professional jealous.
"Thanks to Brother Fang for coming from afar.
Cheers to the three of them."
Silver-level mage Giles, although he didn't like drinking very much, was the first to take the lead in raising a glass.
Soldier Hill smelled the aroma of wine with an intoxicated look on his face, and was particularly satisfied.
After thanking Fang Jin and the others for their generosity, he drank all the strong wine in the cup with a strong expression of remembrance.
After a while, he sighed contentedly, with a posture that said, "It's worth dying after tonight."
"I haven't experienced this feeling for a whole year."
"Then have another drink" Fang Jin warmly handed over the bottle, indicating that he was free to do so.
This warrior holding a huge sword is one of the few in the camp who has reached the silver level.
Converted to the level of earth professionals, it is at least level 278, or even higher.
His strength ranked among the top three among the invitees, so Fang Jin naturally valued him very much.
"But" Hill knew how rare similar high-end spirits would be after the world fell apart.
He glanced at the wine bottle lustfully, gritted his teeth and said, "I think there isn't much wine left, so I have to leave some for the others."
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Before he finished speaking, Fang Jin took out two bottles again and opened the caps nonchalantly.
Hill stopped talking, patted Fang Jin on the shoulder, took a bottle of wine and drank it in big gulps.
With the strength of a senior Silver-level professional, such high-strength liquor is nothing more than that.
But if a person wants to get drunk, it is still very easy.
After drinking most of the bottle of wine, he burped with a mouth full of alcohol, and a vague look of confusion appeared on his face.
"It's great.
That night four years ago, I was the same way."
Hill murmured something in a low voice and quickly fell into a solo mode.
Fang Jin and other companions in the camp ignored him and just drank their wine.
Looking at other professionals, they are actually not much better than him.
The deep despair and the heavy pressure accumulated over the past three years were completely released under the influence of alcohol and this pessimistic atmosphere.
Some professionals cried loudly, while others cursed the world.
Fang Jin and others, who had not been drinking much but were trying to persuade them to drink, looked at each other and knew that the time had come.
"There is no need for you to be so pessimistic.
There is a saying in our hometown that there is no end to the road.
Although life is difficult here in the Serero Islands, if you go out, there may always be a place where you can barely survive. ” "Stay alive" Giles shook his head and squinted his eyes and said: "It's impossible.
The entire Twilight Continent is finished.
Even if there are some places in the central region that can survive, it's just a matter of time.
Sooner or later, they will be reduced to our situation.
What's more, , the ancient evil is still expanding, everyone is dead.”
"oh" Fang Jin said with disbelief in his tone: "The Twilight Continent may indeed be over, but what about other worlds?"
As a mage, Giles doesn't like drinking very much.
He focuses more on food, so he is the calmest among everyone present.
After hearing what Fang Jin said, he cut the steak in front of him and analyzed: "Other worlds are certainly not affected, but how can those who are still waiting to die in Twilight have the channels and ability to leave the entire Twilight plane?
It’s just such a small group of people, but they all ran away three years ago.”
At this point, Giles seemed to suddenly realize something.
He jerked his wrist and dropped the knife and fork in his hand on the plate, making a crisp ding-dong sound.
His expression suddenly became intense, and he pointed at Fang Jin tremblingly and said: "You, you, shouldn't you":