Lords Trying to Survive: Strategizing from a Rundown Yard

His face is very delicate, but he has inherited Prince Ayub's signature aquiline nose.

This made him look a little thoughtful.

"Father, why did you choose such a stupid chosen one?"

Naturally, he raised his doubts.

After hearing this question, the contemptuous smile on Prince Ayub's face became more obvious!

Then he slowly turned around and looked at the young man who called him father.

"Silly boy, the chosen one comes from a foreign land."

"According to the records left by the first sultan, these guys are synonymous with chaos and disorder."

"The stupider the Chosen One, the less likely he is to lose control."

"We can keep track of her situation at all times."

"Be prepared for the end of the next era and the transformation of the continent."

"The new era must be in our hands."

Prince Ayub said softly, with a hint of endearment in his tone.

"I understand, Father."

"The royal family of Hussein will never wither!"

The bald young man raised his right arm.

He is the youngest son of Prince Ayub.

His name is Zevati Tikrit Hussein.

"By the way, it is said that our ancestors were also the chosen ones."

“It’s not just our Salander Sultanate.”

"This is also the case in other human kingdoms."

"It can even be traced back several eras."

"However, all relevant records and records have been destroyed."

"That's a lost history."

"Fortunately, the first sultan was extremely intelligent and used various methods to leave behind the legend about the curse of the chosen one."

“These legends have been passed down in the form of songs and allusions, large and small.”

"It has never been obliterated by that incomprehensible existence."

"Only we, the descendants of the royal family of Hussein, know how to connect these songs and allusions together."

"Praise our great ancestors."

Prince Ayub said with some emotion, opened his hands, palms facing inward, and praised devoutly.

The bald young man Zevati also made the same gesture.

"Praise the ancestors..."

"But my father...that incomprehensible existence..."

"Doesn't seem to care about our behavior."

Zevati keenly discovered the anomalies.

If it is true as his father said, then the existence leading all of this is more powerful than the gods.

It should be omniscient and omnipotent, with insight into everything.

How could it allow itself to manipulate the Chosen One?

Regarding this question, Prince Ayub has already guessed the answer.

He did not answer his child directly, but said a few enigmatic words.

"Natural selection, survival of the fittest."

"The protagonist of the future is not necessarily the chosen one."

"Equal opportunity for all."

"Whatever you gain, you will lose."

"We have our advantages, so we also have to lose some of our rights."

After saying these meaningful words, Prince Ayub turned away.

The Yellow Sand Golden Owl hovers at a low altitude of about 100 meters.

Those camel rovers below follow closely behind.

Further back, there are pack sleds pulled by several large desert monitor lizards.

The area around here is desert with oases dotted here and there.

Those pack sleds worked like sleds on the yellow sand.

Sitting on it were groups of infantry warriors.

Prince Ayyub is also apparently a skilled spellcaster.

His right arm waved to one side.

The magical shadow of a lilac cactus flower exploded in mid-air.

This is a magical mark with an agreed upon meaning.

After that, Prince Ayub controlled the Yellow Sand Golden Owl to rise into the sky.

There were even traces of airflow left in place.

As an overlord-level aerial monster, its ultimate speed can reach five to six hundred kilometers per hour.

This speed is much faster than the ordinary Dragon Eagle.

Only by taming these powerful aerial raptors can one have the ability to maneuver quickly.

Other than that, the only way is to rely on the space teleportation magic circle.

Prince Ayub is not the only one who knows the legend about the Chosen Son in the mainland.

This continent has never lacked wise men with a spirit of resistance.

Some cryptic prophecies survive to this day.

This was the silent struggle of the strong men from that era.

But among the indigenous people, only Prince Ayub took action.

Most of the others don't get the attention they deserve.

Those who can witness those prophecies are all the current leaders of various kingdoms.

It is the top of the vested interest class.

They are immersed in a life of dissipation and extravagance, and have long lost their due worries about the future.

There have been no more kingdom wars since hundreds of years ago.

Those remnants of the alien races from the previous era are living in a low profile.

Every country has accumulated huge amounts of wealth.

It can ensure the stability of the superstructure.

And the civilians at the bottom were deliberately suppressed in their productivity.

In this vast world, it is difficult for the common people at the bottom to make waves.

There will be a huge gap in the contradiction between the lower levels and the upper levels.

Change and awakening are almost impossible to come by.

In this extreme and abnormally stable environment, the few royal families of various countries who have access to secrets may not necessarily have this sense of danger.

And those who have a sense of worry and enterprising spirit may not necessarily be able to access this secret.

In the long years of tens of thousands of years before and after the change of eras.

Too many things are buried under the sand of time.

Long-term stability and stability have paralyzed the thinking of those in power.

Being able to be like Prince Ayub, who both knows secrets and has a sense of urgency.

And there are really very few people who have taken action with determination for this.

It will not trigger a wave of worry for all human aborigines.

But this is only the beginning.

As the challenges of the lords continue, the lords grow rapidly.

In the end, there will be sparks with the indigenous people.

As Prince Ayub said.

Everyone will actually have a relatively equal opportunity.

The era of real change has not yet begun.

But the waves are already raging, indicating that the future of the Endless Continent will surely be exciting.

…

In Zong Shen's territory.

After nearly an hour of ultra-cold water and icy rain.

The "surprises" brought to everyone by the second phase of this winter have finally come to an end.

The entire outside of the lord's building was covered by an ice shell more than twenty centimeters thick.

This kind of ice shell is stronger than ice that melts and then solidifies.

Because it is completely covered and frozen by super-cold water bit by bit.

It's like a whole, like a solid ice brick.

Zong Shen listened to the sound of rain and saw that there were no traces of rain outside the frozen and blurry window.

After the light patter of rain also completely stopped.

Only then did he arrive at the gate of the lord's small building.

Not only was the [Magic Heat Ball] activated in the small building, but the fireplace was also lit.

This makes it extremely warm inside.

Zong Shen put his hand on the door, unscrewed the door lock with his other hand, and pushed it as usual.

The entire door was motionless and could not be opened outward.

Even if there is a one-meter-long eaves outside the gate, it cannot stop the ice rain from spreading and freezing.

Zong Shen's current strength is as high as 135 points, and even a casual push is as powerful as a large Warcraft.

However, the ice shell still showed no reaction at all.

Zong Shen frowned slightly and increased the strength in his hands.

"Crunch..."

There was an overwhelming grinding sound from the door axis.

"Boom!"

At the same time, there was finally a cracking sound outside the door.

"Looking like this, it's not suitable for pushing the door forcefully."

"Otherwise, when the ice shell breaks open, the door will also be scrapped."

Zong Shen slowly put away his strength and closed the door again.

Go back and go up the stairs to the second floor.

There are also two small terraces on the second floor.

These small patio doors are covered by eaves.

The circular eaves prevent them from being completely frozen like the first floor door.

Zong Shen came to one of the terraces facing the south and leeward.

He stretched out his hand to open the door and pushed it gently a few times.

There was a crackling sound of ice cubes falling to the ground and the harsh sound of the bottom of the door scraping against the ice.

Zong Shen fully opened the door to the terrace.

A layer of ice has formed on the terrace floor.

Just now, Zong Shen pushed open the door arrogantly, causing a layer of frost to peel off the bottom of the door.

In addition, the wall is also covered with ice marks, which are uneven.

There are also round icicles that flow and then freeze.

This is also a small terrace covered by curved eaves.

Zong Shen could imagine that his lord's small building must have turned into a "Crystal Palace" at this moment.

The outside world has also become a frozen world.

The cold wind was blowing outside. Although the freezing rain had stopped, the cold wind was still howling.

Snowflakes began to slowly fall from the sky.

The snow is not heavy yet, just like the early winter snow.

However, Zong Shen, who had just experienced the cruel ice rain, did not dare to take it lightly.

He stood on the small terrace and closed the door again.

Standing on the terrace, below is the open space at the back of the lord's building.

The floor height of the lord's small building is much higher than that of ordinary buildings.

There is a height of at least five or six meters from here.

In his sight, the ground was completely covered by thick ice.

But from his vantage point, he couldn't tell how thick the ice was.

But according to his estimation, it will definitely not be less than 60 centimeters thick.

Because the most accumulation of ice and rain is on the ground.

Unless you drive a tank on top of this ice, there is no way to shake it.

This level of solid ice on the polar regions is enough for heavy tracked trucks to pass through.

In this case, the assistant appeared in time.

The golden circle marks the most suitable landing point.

That location is two or three meters to the right of the terrace.

Because it is on the shady side of the Lord's Building, the snow melts to a lower extent than on the sunny side.

There is a snow slope formed by the accumulation of wind and snow.

The overall height is slightly higher than the ice layer in other places by about half a meter.

Because of the flow of the snow slope, the bumpy surface is less likely to slip.

Just now, Mariel had handed over the loader mecha equipped with a snow shovel to him.

At the same time, there are seven or eight pairs of anti-slip ground spikes made by the dwarf uncle.

These non-slip spikes are fixed by two sets of chains.

Below are three sets of connected iron hoops.

The downward facing surface of each iron hoop is riveted with two spikes of three and a half centimeters in length.

These metal spikes are about the thickness of a little finger and have been properly polished to look sharp.

Zong Shen put non-slip spikes on his boots.

Tighten the chain and tuck it into place.

Then he used both arms to hold on to the frozen stone railing and jumped down.

Landed smoothly on the snow slope.

The non-slip spikes under both feet were firmly inserted into the ground under the influence of gravity.

With Zong Shen's current physical condition, he would not be injured if he jumped from the second floor balcony of a height of five to six meters.

Muscles and bones are strong enough to withstand this level of impact.

In fact, he can also choose to use levitation to fly away.

However, because the cooldown of skills is relatively long, Zong Shen developed a good habit of hoarding skills.

He never uses his skills unless necessary.

Most skills have a cooldown of an hour or two.

And the more powerful the skill, the longer the cooldown time.

Therefore, Zong Shen would rather spend more effort than use it blindly.

He must ensure that he remains at his peak at all times.

In this way, even if there is an emergency or a battle, he can deal with it calmly.

After landing, Zong Shen used brute force to pull out his feet covered with non-slip spikes.

Those ground thorns are very stable after piercing into the ice.

Not to mention slipping, it takes some effort to pull it out.

In the face of Zong Shen's power, this difficulty is nothing.

He put on the ground thorn and started walking on the ice.

This ice layer is close to the height of three steps.

Zong Shen stood on the ice, his perspective was much higher than usual.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Anti-slip floor thorns are indeed a very practical auxiliary tool.

This made walking on the ice much smoother.

Although there was some resistance when pulling it out, it was nothing to him.

Even those second and third level warriors with twenty or thirty points of strength can pull it out easily.

Zong Shen walked back to the front from the side of the lord's small building.

The thick ice was almost level with the ground.

The [Moon Well] and [Magic Well] in the small courtyard are still shrouded in force fields.

Ice and rain can't corrode it, so it's no wonder that you can't even see mosquitoes in the Luna Well.

There is a thirty centimeter vacuum zone around these two wells, and ice can only condense outside this range.

At this time, the height of the ice layer was almost level with the surface of the double well.

In fact, it’s normal to think about it.

The levels of these two buildings are not low.

[Moon Well] is an orange legendary special building.

[Magic Well] is a purple rare-level special building.

At their level, generating a force field to isolate pollution and climate effects can only be regarded as a basic operation.

But as long as it is a force field, it has its endurance limit.

Zong Shen estimated that this thing would be strong enough to withstand a frontal attack.

But there is no problem at all in isolating the super cold water and ice rain.

Unfortunately, the area of ​​the two wells is not large, and the coverage of the force field is not large.

Otherwise, you can completely hide inside to isolate yourself from the influence of winter weather.

Zong Shen glanced at them and walked slowly outside the gate of the lord's small building.

He climbed the steps that were almost as high as the ice and came to the door.

There was a row of obvious nail marks on the ice behind him.