Apocalypse befell, and roommates performed a skyward ritual. As the fog descended, the Book of Blood Spirit appeared in the hands of all survivors, and only those with a Contract monster could survive. Su Han directed his gaze to the neighbor who had already mutated and twisted, silently pulling out a gleaming fruit knife... Grotesque meat corpses, giant spiders with gaping mouths, eyeballs enveloping the city, one-eyed sharp-toothed hand monsters... Civilization fell, cities shattered, and all humans became meat for the monsters. There was only one way to survive: Use monsters to fight monsters.
The most important matter was left for last, and it was evident that Guo Wutao's final point was the most critical.
Without a certain basis for cooperation, he might not have mentioned this matter.
Su Han became interested and said, "Which place? If I remember correctly, you have several thousand people, at least a few hundred combat personnel, and plenty of firearms. Is there still a place you can't take down?"
Even if there were quite a few Second Order monsters, with sufficient numbers and at any cost, using larger explosives, they should be able to conquer it.
Even for the Ancient Worm Tree and Scorpion Spider Demon, though they are among the strongest of the Second-order Superior, if one fights to the death, with enough attackers and a barrage of bomb-based attacks, even they will run out of steam eventually.
Therefore, there couldn't be many hard nuts to crack that the Southern City Encampment couldn't chew through.