My wife is a passerby villain

Chapter 348 Sword Tomb Inference
Discussions had already begun at the meeting when the dead man entered the tent, but the decision-maker currently sitting in the chair seemed completely indifferent to this.

The current realm cannot be conquered casually, and the two uncontrolled realms on the way are also reasons for having no choice but to compromise.

For example, the Thunder God in [13-7 Realm] was originally a ball of lightning, floating in the clouds. Because the difficulty factor of the strategy and refinement is relatively high, and the position is not important, it was not set in the center of the formation. Refining and controlling the realm.

However, with the increase in the difficulty factor of the strategy of the secret realm, the original ball of lightning has now turned into a thunder giant, and the consciousness produced can even communicate with the cultivator unimpeded.

So what practitioners can do now is to control these formation eyes, so as to indirectly control the environmental conditions in the boundary area. If the formation eyes are refined again, it is very likely that [11-7 camps] will be transferred. Survivors have been 'eaten' before.

The seven B-level cultivators explained all the problems faced by their departments, and then all their eyes were on the sad-faced chief seat.

Through the other party's painful expression...it seems to be very tricky indeed.

"Look..." The short-haired man hesitated for too long after seeing the chief, but couldn't help but ask, "How should the follow-up work be advanced?"

"Me?" Uncle Shizhai was stunned for a moment, and then he finally came to his senses. Then he blinked and asked with some confusion: "What's wrong?"

"..."

The seven B-level cultivators on the bamboo table fell into silence. They were not surprised.

The uncle of the dead house also realized this embarrassing atmosphere and felt that something was slightly inappropriate. He immediately clapped his hands and changed the topic directly: "How are you discussing the full transfer of survivors?"

"..."

In this suffocating tent, the man who sent the text message sighed helplessly, and then re-explained what happened just now.

Uncle Shizhai pretended to think deeply for a moment, then nodded in realization and said: "That is to say, we now have to capture one more formation, but the process of capturing it will affect the migration of the camp, right?"

The seven B-level cultivators looked at each other. They always felt that something was wrong, but they didn't say what was wrong for a while.

After a while, the short-haired man added: "The 12-9 domain is currently the optimal solution. We mentioned this aspect a long time ago, but after the chaos of the chess master, we always feel that something is wrong."

"For example, we put all our eyes on the 12-9 boundary... What about the chess master?"

"Normally speaking, in a game of Go, the divine consciousness of the secret realm, the Chess Master, will definitely not make a move between 12 and 9."

"But the recent disorderly behavior... makes us all feel that something is not right."

"After all, even if there is a ghost hand, we still have ways to deal with it, but if the chess master directly places the chess piece in the 12-9 realm, the consequences will be disastrous."

【11-7 Camp】Because it was attacked by practitioners, there is no need to worry about this kind of problem, but 【12-9 Sword Tomb】may be killed by white chess out of thin air.

However, it is extremely difficult to secure [Camp 11-7], and it is necessary to forcibly lay down four unexplored boundaries. In the process, even if all the seventeen B-level cultivators in the secret territory risked their lives to fight, the other I am afraid that more than half of the cultivators will be sacrificed.

"In that case, wouldn't it be great if we just attack [12-9 Sword Tomb]?" Uncle Shizhai looked a little curious.

The short-haired man shook his head, "The process of attacking the formation eyes of the boundary will cause the phenomenon of 'stress' in the environment of the boundary. At present, the environment of 12-9 can still allow ordinary survivors to survive, but after the stress, We can't be sure."

"It's mainly the problem of the chess master's chaos, otherwise [12-9 Sword Tomb] was not originally in the strategy plan..."

"That's it..." Uncle Shizhai turned his attention to the chessboard on the bamboo table in front of him. This was the first time he had looked at it seriously since he entered the tent. The traces of blood on it were still scarlet, and it seemed that no matter when he looked at it, The past seemed to have just been splashed.

Then he said silently: "It's normal to think more about things, but if you look forward and backward about everything, how can you look like a leader?"

"It is unrealistic to protect [Camp 11-7]. If there are too many casualties among cultivators, foreign forces may take advantage of this opportunity to sneak in, and the future of Huainan and Huaibei provinces will also be severely damaged."

"Survivors are of course the highest priority to be protected, but can the lives of practitioners be ruined at will? It is purely sick to give away one's own life so that the survivors will not break a layer of skin."

"The situation in the camp is obviously dangerous, and the cost of defending it is unbearable for us."

"Since this is the case, are we going to desperately choose another path that no one can accept because of the danger that no one can say for [12-9 Sword Tomb]?"

Uncle Shizhai stood up, causing all the B-level cultivators present to clearly see the anime girl on his clothes. However, he did not care about these strange looks. Then he slowly lowered his body and poked with his finger. At the point where the scarlet blood is thickest.

[12-9 Sword Tomb]

"Just wear it dry, and if there is any problem, I will solve it."

"Now, the camp's comprehensive migration plan begins."

……

"Honey, wake up."

The boy who had put his glasses aside was hugging the girl's slender waist tightly and resting his head on her soft and elastic thigh, unwilling to let go.

The girl shook him vigorously, but the other party's hug became tighter, and even rubbed against him a few times, while making a nasal sound of unknown meaning.

Because there was a notice to gather, many casual cultivators passing by looked at the two of them for their extremely sweet behavior, which made the girl blush.

"husband--!"

"Um?!"

Yin Hang was so frightened that he woke up from the dream that An Tong was angry and wanted to hit him, but the soft waist wrapped by his arms had no intention of letting go.

"Are you awake?" An Tong poked Yin Hang's nose. Seeing that he was still a little sleepy, she rubbed the side of his pillowed face.

Speaking of which, Jiang Shiyun rubbed herself like this when doing recess exercises to prevent her class teacher from finding out that she was sleeping in class... If you count the time now, you must be about to take the college entrance examination, right?
When An Tong took Yin Hang's hand and rushed to the meeting point, the president of the 'For a Beautiful World Society', who she was somewhat annoying, took the initiative to post over.

Girls are not very beautiful, but An Tong really can't stand the fact that she always talks to her husband deliberately.

(End of this chapter)