The Void Devourer is indeed a group of old silver coins, and it is the kind of old silver coins that I can run away if I can beat you, and I will beat you and I will beat you to death.

It is precisely because of this that Kazak, a group of void devourers, can accomplish such a feat.

With his slender fingers gently pulling the tabletop, Zhao Changan's face eased a lot. Among the many bad news, the battle report provided by Kazik is one of the few good news.

"I did a good job. I will ask Kula to double your original rations for the next month's supplies," Zhao Changan said slowly.

The reward and punishment are clear, which is a skill that a superior must master. For the group, the most terrifying thing is not that the superior is harsh, but that reward and punishment are indistinguishable.

The old saying of the old era is still effective now. The stars are becoming more and more powerful, and their subordinates are not emotionally unhealthy tools. They are all flesh and blood, so they naturally have their own abacus.

Kazak's Knights of Devouring the Knights of Kazak should receive a reward if they achieve such a result.

"Thank you, Your Highness"

Kazik's strange compound eyes flashed with excitement, and his sharp arm blades rubbed against each other. Having more rations means he could swallow more materials...

Putting the battle report aside, Zhao Changan immediately said: "After half a month of rest, after half a month, I have other things that you need to do."

"I understand, Your Highness"

After Zhao Changan said that, he signaled that Kazik could leave. After Kazik left, Zhao Changan got up and paced back and forth.

What exactly is Chen Si doing? He doesn't believe that Chen Si can't see the enemy's purpose, but why does Chen Si want to make an appeasement policy here?

There are only ten places left for human gatherings that can be controlled by the Far Eastern Alliance, and the overall number of people is also declining rapidly. Among the occupied gatherings, there are a large number of humans who have no time to evacuate...

According to Dracula's investigation, these monsters that emerged from the ocean were extremely hostile to humans. Any human beings captured by them would not only become laborers, but even become food.

In this way, the war between humans and these monsters is inevitable, but now we will see what Chen Si is doing. He fled without a fight, and several human gathering places were directly abandoned. What is this what humans do!

If Zhao Changan had not had any concerns, he would have probably already headed straight to Violet Castle at this moment and asked Chen Si in person what this guy was going to do.

Zhao Changan sighed here, and at the same time, at the Tanshan Apartment in Violet Castle, the old man Chen Si sat in a chair with expressionless expression on his face.

The wooden chair made of Huanghuali wood exudes a unique fragrance, grand and graceful. Chen Si, who was sitting on it, was hunched over and occupied only one-third of the area of ​​the wooden chair. At this moment, Chen Si changed completely.

Not only did he become thinner and thinner, but his face was covered with wrinkles like an old tree. At this moment, Chen Si looked more like a treacherous old man.

“Hu, Hu, Hu”

Chen Si's chest was undulating rapidly, and his nose made a dull and harsh sound, as if it was about to be damaged.

Chen Si is not in good condition now. His originally strong body is now full of holes. A trace of pain flashes through his turbid eyes. Chen Si slowly lifts up his clothes.

The ribs on Chen Si's chest were clearly visible. On his abdomen, there was a bowl-sized wound, and the window was black and stinking.

The tissue around the wound is rotting rapidly, but at the same time its tissue is regenerating rapidly, which repeatedly causes black pus and blood to appear in the wound.

Chen Si took a deep breath and placed his lower abdomen with one hand trembling. As the gray-black true energy transitioned, the pain in Chen Si's eyes finally eased.

He put down his clothes expressionlessly, and Chen Si sighed.

The story starts with him meeting a group of cockscoon snakes in the forest of death. Faced with the numerous cockscoon snakes, Chen Si of course turned around and ran away.

But he never expected that he would encounter an epic cockscomb snake!

Yes! It's the epic cockscomb snake!

Unlike ordinary cockscomb snakes, this cockscomb snake is not only huge in size, but also has two raised sarcoma on its head.

Chen Si has seen many mythological stories, and at the first glance he saw this cockskin snake, he had already determined that he was afraid he would become a dragon.

There was a record in the Shanhai Sutra of the Old Era that if a snake practiced for thousands of years, its head would bulge. After the sarcoma of its head would open into two horns and then become a dragon.

The cockscot snake in front of me is probably not going to become a dragon!

There were many cockskin snakes chasing and blocking the road from behind. In front of them, Chen Si tried his best and finally broke out after a desperate battle, but he was also swayed in the abdomen by this epic cockskin snake.

This wound was left because of this. Chen Si had to hold on for a while and came out of the forest of death. After returning to the Far Eastern Alliance, his wound gradually worsened and eventually reached such a terminal illness.

"call"

Chen Si vomited a breath of turbid air again, followed by a violent cough. With one cough after another, Chen Si seemed to be about to cough out his lungs.

As a mouthful of black and red sticky phlegm was spit out of his mouth, Chen Si wiped the corners of his mouth expressionlessly.

He is terminally ill and has no cure.

Chen Si himself knows his situation.

At this moment, Chen Si's mind was full of unwillingness. He tried all the ways he could try, but it still had no effect. Of course, all this contemplation was done behind his back, and even the doctor who treated him was solved by Chen Si himself.

"Bang bang"

A dull knock came from the door, and Chen Si suddenly looked up. When he looked up again, Chen Si once again regained the image of the old man who laughed and scolded and advanced to advance.

"He's so, don't you know how to knock on the door and make a little less noise! ​​I'm not deaf again! Come in!"

The door was opened, and Kur walked into the room with his head down. Facing Chen Si's scolding, Kur was already used to it.

"Speaker, the latest situation has been summarized. Wanhe and two gathering places in winter fell, with 80,000 people evacuated and 190,000 casualties and missing persons totaling 190,000 people."

Kur reported a series of numbers in a low tone.

Chen Si was slightly silent after hearing this, and said after a moment: "I know, continue to direct the crowd to evacuate. At the same time, all survivors are constructing a front in the Violet Mountains. In addition, Violet Fort continues to expand, and it is necessary to accommodate all evacuated crowds."

"Speaker" Kur opened his mouth to speak.

"If you have anything, just say it, you're so sluggish, you have hemorrhoids in your mouth!" Chen Si still cursed.
Chapter completed!