Published: February 12, 2025
The people below were very clear about the meaning of Xia Lei's words.
The number of parasites was vast, and Cloud Summit had an absolute disadvantage in this aspect.
Indeed, in the apocalypse, a ninth-level life could equal many other levels of life, but sometimes quantity could truly compensate for the difference in levels.
The simplest example would be the red dress guard; with only a few hundred members, they could easily surround and kill a ninth-level life and could even fight two ninth-level lives to a standstill.
You could say that they were well-equipped, all wearing golden gear, or that they had a high level, all being eight-star, which naturally allowed them to withstand top-level lives.
But even if they didn't have that equipment, and weren't at eight-star levels, what if their numbers increased tenfold? Just a few thousand people—if that wasn't enough, what about increasing it to ten thousand?
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, after all.
Moreover, how could you be sure that among the five million or so, there wasn’t a top-level existence? How many of them could be equivalent to eighth-level mutations?
Cloud Summit certainly had to confront this group of parasites, but how should they fight? Even if the entire Cloud Summit mobilized, could they ensure a stable victory? Even if they won, what would be the cost in terms of injuries and deaths? Would they still be able to live on afterward?
Once Cloud Summit fell, no matter how powerful, glorious, and impressive everyone felt outside, the backlash they would face would be equally great, strong, and ruthless!
No one wanted that.
Xia Lei didn’t want that either; her proposed solution was both simple and cruel.
Find cannon fodder!
Transfer the losses onto other lives!
It was simple and brutal, but surely very effective.
Xia Lei said they needed to find two million cannon fodder, and naturally, she didn’t hope to exchange these cannon fodder for an equal number of parasites. But with them taking the lead, perhaps Cloud Summit could inflict more damage.
“Sister Lei, can we issue a recruitment order across the entire country district, offering some money or equipment to gather people to attack with us? With the cannon fodder, perhaps we could match the parasites in numbers,” Candy suggested, raising her hand.
Before, Cloud Summit had used this method to fend off the zombie tide and in many other battles.
If they could reduce losses with a little investment, Cloud Summit probably wouldn’t mind.
But Xia Lei shook her head.
“For now, it’s not wise to let more people know about this. After we finish the battle, the bodies of these parasites will be our ultimate goal.”
Many people looked at each other, a bit confused.
“In any case, everyone should use the next two months to prepare and try to minimize losses as much as possible,” Xia Lei said, then thought for a moment before continuing, “Let’s set a frequency where materials can be sent to headquarters once every half month. Here, we should try to produce as many items that will be helpful in combat as possible. The manufacturing type evolvers you can find should also have good conditions to settle in Cloud Summit, just like before.”
“But the scrutiny must not be relaxed,” Xia Lei added.
“Apart from that, we also need to prioritize exploring the secret realms; this is something Zhong Ming also hopes we’ll do. We have collected some Keys of the Secret Realm, but due to unknown dangers and many uncertainties, we haven’t opened them yet. However, other races have opened theirs, and the avoidance faction has also gathered quite a bit of information about this. I will compile it into documents and send it to everyone.”
The concept of secret realms was a bit beyond everyone’s knowledge. Up until now, only Cloud Summit had completed the exploration of a secret realm and gained significant benefits from it.
Others who had opened secret realms either explored cautiously with little progress over a year or went all in seeking huge rewards, only to end up being completely wiped out.