novelraw Chapter 1261 632: Bad News, Bad News, and More Bad News (Part 2)
Chapter 1261 632: Bad News, Bad News, and More Bad News (Part 2)
They even drove nails into the realm of the Forest Country.
A great success!
In just two days, the Federation's base vehicles have settled into the chosen location, and a brand new road has been opened, leading from the front line base outside the Forest Country to the current outpost, and the path is unobstructed, ready to dispatch support at any time.
Though the Empire faced some minor setbacks, they also made considerable progress without encountering any substantial obstacles.
Two nails have already been embedded into the Forest Country.
Using this as a foundation, victories are emerging from every side.
Except for the top rewards on the poker cards, nearly all have almost been eliminated.
Win! Win! Win! Win! Win!
The White Country Restoration Front had a poor start, the Forest Country made frequent blunders, Wolf Evil found itself in a tough battle, Mutated Transformation struggled desperately, and the Forest Wolf completely collapsed…
Yet the more smoothly we won, the more uneasy everyone at the outpost felt… The Wolf Pack did attempt counterattacks, but each time, their grand efforts ultimately ended in defeat or complete annihilation.
It was as if they were deliberately sent to us.
The situation was so relentless that we had no choice but to take them…
Delivered with such frequency that it made everyone's skin crawl.
Don't be like this, brother; I'm scared.
What exactly are you trying to do?!
Everyone prepared for the worst possible outcome, yet you come telling us it's a free buffet of lobster and steak, insisting we feast and won't let us leave until we're stuffed.
Everyone has eaten to the point of nausea, but the trays keep coming, unstoppable.
The people at the outpost know they're here as cannon fodder and bait; essentially, this action is a probe, a brutal exchange.
Meticulously selected, together, we aren't strong enough to catch the enemy off guard nor weak enough to be ignored.
Exactly positioned to be the most troublesome for the enemy.
If we are ignored, then the Federation and Empire can expand their victories, further weakening the Forest Country.
But if they reach their limit and the lurking evil and Mutated Heavenly People deep in the Forest Country are forced out, we could quickly lock and neutralize two of them with Thunderbolt first.
As for how much cannon fodder might be taken out beforehand, it's no longer a concern.
The plan is well devised.
Yet the enemy never bites, doesn't respond at all; they endure while we enjoy, yielding nothing.
This is where unease begins.
No, it's beyond being at their doorstep; it's as if flags have been planted in their yard and they remain silent. Just have a little backbone, charge out and slap me!
No, at this moment, the Forest Country, almost ready with their forces, endures one blow, two blows, three blows, without retaliating.
They've tolerated it!
But if truly endured, why fight at all?
These despicable creatures should have packed their bags and dispersed after splitting the spoils, returning to the Vortex, yet they linger in reality, only signifying one reason.
These despicable creatures are brewing something big!
Here, the superiority of the White Deer, no, the Wolf is clear—Tian Yuan at least pretends, maintaining some dignity, while the beasts in the Forest Country disregard the lives of the cannon fodder below.
Your Federation needs compensation; our White Country people are upright men who step forward for the Sacrificial King, only for loyalty, disregarding wealth!
Hence, they directly turned all Blood Thirst patients without the qualification to become wolves into consumables and tools, sending them to the outpost to die wave after wave.
Three times a day, not stopping, not even pretending!
Obviously accelerating the catalysis and Transformation of the Forest Wolf.
Your Federation is here, aren't you?
Perfect!
Act now, sparing me the wait!
Killing the support, not killing is collusion; see how you choose!
Open tactics against open tactics, beasts against beasts.
In this brutal mutual depletion, ultimately the side more beastly and without limits gains more from the increasingly chaotic situation.
Thus, amid the ugly slaughter, everything continues.
Faster and faster…
In the outpost's temporary workshop, Ji Jue once again smelled the hallucinatory scent of grass and wood, a hint of Bodhi Leaf's freshness.
His actions paused, unable to hold back.
He frowned.
"Sir?" Isis asked.
"…Something's off."
Ji Jue sat in a chair, examining the surrounding scene: "There's something off about the whole situation."
Isis remained silent for a moment, then quickly responded again: "Re-check complete, everything in the workshop is normal, no anomalies found."
"Which means..."
Ji Jue raised his head and looked through the ceiling at the giant tree branches above the sky, an increasingly hard-to-ignore sense of discord since Shangrila descended into reality.
He decisively said: "The abnormal thing is me."
To this, Isis remained calm.
"However, this time is different from before."
Ji Jue pondered, analyzing: "My consciousness remains clear, with no distortion or deviation, and Chun Jun hasn't reacted, my soul is normal, yet the perception seems to consistently lack harmony, even though all perceptions appear to be fine.
Thus, if something is really off, it might be due to being unknowingly eroded by Wolf Evil, or perhaps because of the Forest Country, resulting in some unknown interference affecting me.