Chapter 2806: You believe so much. As the highest dominant of the Star Lake Alliance, Xiang Shaolong knows very well how important it is to formulate a detailed combat plan.

And this plan must be implemented by everyone.

When the meeting ended, several soldiers in uniform walked into the conference room quickly.

All the information was neatly and neatly collected and sealed it one by one. After confirming that there were no omissions, he sent it to Xiang Shaolong with a respectful expression.

"Lord Lord, Lord Victor of the Death Alliance, has been waiting outside for a long time.

Do you need to summon him in?"

A warrior bent and asked with a cautious humility.

Xiang Shaolong nodded.

After a while when I returned to the office, the closed door was pushed open again from outside.

Victor walked straight to the chair in front of his desk and sat down.

In an instant, Xiang Shaolong felt that this guy was stronger than before.

“Sir Victor, you rarely leave your base.

I don’t know what it is, but I can make you come to me specifically.”

Xiang Shaolong raised his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the familiar figure sitting in front of him.

"You still remember me, that's not bad."

Victor looked at the man sitting opposite him calmly without expression.

Xiang Shaolong no longer spoke. He was not bad at speaking, but just felt curious.

Victor is not a stranger, but he is not the kind of friend who is familiar with him and can be heartbroken when he meets him.

In addition, the differences in identity, camp, concept, etc. between the two sides, to a large extent, Xiang Shaolong has actually listed Victor as a potential enemy.

“I don’t like to waste time and greet each other in some unhealthy words.

For me, that was a very stupid move.”

Victor is obviously an action-oriented person, not a person who likes to show off his verbal advantage.

He opened the bag in his hand, took out a stack of information, threw it heavily in front of Xiang Shaolong, and said coldly: "I came here this time, completely in my personal capacity.

It has nothing to do with the Death Alliance.

It may make you wonder, but you just think of me as an ordinary person instead of connecting with the Death Alliance.”

"Well, as a friend, it's hard to do this."

Xiang Shaolong had no intention of picking up the documents and reading them.

He carefully observed the expression on Victor's face and shook his head lightly: "You are from the Death Alliance, this is a fact that no one can change and cannot deny.

And, I don't know if you have any conspiracy."

"That's your personal cognitive problem, you can judge it yourself."

Victor curled his lips, and a sarcasm appeared on his face: "In fact, if it weren't for his past experience, I wouldn't have come here to talk a lot of nonsense to you. I still believe in my own judgment."

"Your own judgment?"

Xiang Shaolong asked subconsciously: "What does your judgment mean?"

“This information should be of great help to you.

But, before you defeat the Matrix, don't expect me to help you.

Maybe, I might be on your side.

But you have to come up with evidence that is convincing enough!”

Victor stood up and walked outside, saying, "Remember, I do not represent the Alliance of Death now, nor do I mean the Redeemer.

Just say these things to you as an ordinary friend.

I don’t know what the world will look like in the future. I just hope I am right.”

Xiang Shaolong no longer sat in his seat. He grabbed the documents on the table, opened them, and quickly scanned every line of words.

The expression on his face continued to change with the amount of information, nervous, surprised, angry, and thoughtful, and various complex expressions appeared on Xiang Shaolong's face.

"Please wait!"

Looking at Victor about to walk out of the office room, Xiang Shaolong used the word "please" extremely rarely, and then asked in a heavy tone and serious manner: "What exactly is it that you believe me so much?"

Victor lowered his head and was silent for a moment, his cold tone did not change at all: "I feel that there is a hope that others do not have."

Xiang Shaolong didn't quite understand what Victor's words meant, and he didn't have more time to pursue and explore. Victor, who was busy leaving, didn't even give any chance to talk in detail.

But Xiang Shaolong understood that if everything mentioned in the document is true, then he must make a response plan as soon as possible.

...The thick radiant clouds cover the sky and clouds roll.

The tired-looking Lomel turned his head, looked behind him, and spat out a mouthful of dirty and thick phlegm mixed with dust and sand.

He doesn't know how long he can last?

In order not to be caught by those trackers, he did not choose the straight road closest to his destination.

Instead, he staggered forward with a difficult and slow manner along an old road connected to the nearby moderate radiation zone.

To be said to be a road, it is actually a tortuous and thin line drawn with a red marker on the surface of a paper map.

There is no water, no food, and no living person along the way.

There is only the flying sand and dust, dead yellow plants, and the desolate and despairing world, and the horizon that will never end.

Lomel is not familiar with all this.

He has never been a wanderer, nor has he truly experienced the life of desperately snatching water and a little food on the wasteland.

He is the heir to the Eagle Owl family and the only master who controls hundreds of thousands of civilians and slaves in the territory.

To be precise, all of this was something he had a few days ago.

As for now, they have long disappeared.

If possible, Lomel is even willing to exchange this history for a bite of bread and a few drops of water that can moisten the throat.

When you are hungry and thirsty, you will only make your tired body more uncomfortable.

With a long sigh and driving away all the unrealistic ideas in his mind, Lomel raised his heavy legs and moved forward desperately.

A slight vibration came from the ground.

The voice came from behind, becoming stronger, clearer, closer and closer.

Run! Even Lomel didn't know where he got his strength, and ran wildly on the wasteland like crazy.

He was wearing only a pair of cotton shorts and was shirtless.

Fortunately, it is now the turn of spring and summer, otherwise he would have frozen to death.

Last night, the lucky guy hid in a small cave and lit a bonfire with his carry-on fire to keep warm, otherwise he would have lost his life.

When he escaped from Eagle Owl Castle, the only thought in his mind was to run away with all his strength.

It's too late to wear clothes or prepare equipment for survival in the wild.
Chapter completed!