Chapter 372: Destroyed by His Own Hand

The silence inside the car lasted a long time.

Under continuous artillery bombardment, the ground shook and the vehicle vibrated.

Zhang Tie saw that Lin An's eyes seemed a bit dim, and he couldn't help offering comfort repeatedly:

"Lin Dui! Don't listen to that brat Gao Tian talking nonsense."

"It's not necessarily like that!"

"Besides, I was thinking, this Third Level doesn't necessarily mean bringing a large army to storm the tower, right?"

"If he quickly consolidates the army and attacks the tower..."

"According to what Gao Tian said, wouldn't that get us killed in no time?"

"Maybe this kind of player, head hot, rushes straight into the zombie horde, and ends up getting exhausted to death!"

"Maybe that guy already asked where the tower was on the first day, then arrogantly charged in."

"Result! Good fellow! Can't kill all the zombies, died from exhaustion!"

"Look, this kind of strongman survived twenty-seven or twenty-eight days; however you calculate it, it doesn't really overlap with our timeline."

Xiong Hanzi flailed his arms and legs clumsily, not knowing how to express his meaning.

He only knew that Lin An was everyone's mainstay.

If Lin An became decadent and lost confidence, then it would really be over.

Seeing Zhang Tie anxious like an ant on a hot pan, Lin An couldn't help but give a wry smile.

The pressure was too great.

He would rather face the obvious dangers than face unknown speculations.

Under Gao Tian's speculation, many clues could be connected.

"Zhang Bro."

Gao Tian hated to break Xiong Hanzi's fantasy, hesitated a moment, then began to explain:

"One who can reach the peak of the Third Level cannot be an idiot."

"Didn't Brother Lin get information from Huang Shaohua?"

"Once the gene lock is undone, the essence of life will be elevated."

"Never mind the Third Level; even if we've just become Awakened Ones, I feel my thinking speed is much faster than before."

"As for the time aspect of the Third Level."

A sigh.

"The peak of the Third Level will indeed subdue various forces faster than us, but not by much."

"We use broadcast footage, plus the religious and miracle route to win hearts; that's actually a shortcut."

"Purely using force to recover won't be any faster than us."

"Lin Dui's skills, talent, even simply put, his appearance, are very suitable for disguising as a deity."

"But what if it were the two of us instead?"

"Even if you became Third Level, you'd probably turn into a hundred-meter giant bear; the publicity effect would be worse instead."

"Moreover, after subduing all forces, integrating the army and marching takes time."

"The Third Level flies fast, but that doesn't mean ordinary people can fly."

"Food and supplies transport, army gathering... all sorts of things, the time spent won't be much faster than ours."

"Likewise, that batch of Second Level won't be any faster than us either."

"A difference of one or two days doesn't make much difference."

Xiong Hanzi gave an embarrassed laugh after hearing that, also knowing his own words weren't very reliable.

Just that.

Sigh.

Lin Dui told him to give his all; he would not hesitate to put his life on the line.

But once faced with this situation, he felt he couldn't help at all.

Can't fight, can't retreat, can't wait for time—what to do?

After Zhang Tie's interruption, Lin An forcibly organized his thoughts and cheered up.

He squeezed out a smile on his face.

No matter what, he absolutely cannot show a loss of confidence.

"It's fine."

His voice was calm, reassuring.

"Gao Tian, your guess might be right, but before we confirm it, we must try anyway."

"Following this line of thought, as long as we don't enter the tower, we won't face mortal danger in the short term."

"The matters of Long'an Base are urgent, but we still have a bit of time left."

"I'm thinking..."

He pondered for a moment.

Lin An's eyes flickered; he turned his head to look outside the car:

"Even if the situation you mentioned really occurs, we actually have a backup plan by accident."

"First, we wear down the zombie numbers; as long as the tower's production speed can't keep up with our elimination speed, there's still hope."

"When we've worn them down to a certain number, we'll disband the army."

"Even."

Lin An took a deep breath, a flash of resolve crossing his eyes.

"Even we can detonate the crystal core in advance!"

"Cut off the possibility of humans charging the amoeba worms!"

"If all humans die, I don't believe the amoeba worms can still absorb emotions!"

"Taking my talent as an example, the time to absorb emotions and convert them into power is only a few short seconds."

"In theory, even if the amoeba worms are stronger than my talent, they probably cannot sustain it for too long."

The resoluteness and implication in his tone made both of them feel a chill.

That's right.

As long as the elimination speed keeps up with the production speed, we can simply launch the bait plan in advance.

In the situation of sacrificing a large number of humans, we lock in the timing...

Wait until they enter the high tower, then decisively kill most of the humans.

Then in theory we can break this deadlock.

Unless the amoeba worms are strong enough to absorb emotions regardless of distance, and even absorb emotions once to permanently increase their strength.

Otherwise, there is still hope!

After Gao Tian figured this out, he inexplicably felt a shock.

He never thought that his most unacceptable bait plan would actually become the 'only' recourse to resolve the mission crisis.

He recalled those pairs of eyes full of gratitude, and recalled the people he had seen in the team.

Sacrifice the vast majority of humans?

Guarantee in his speculation that the amoeba worms cannot increase their strength through humans?

Kill 99% of humans in exchange for the final hope?

This is what Chu An said.

Death is rebirth; only death can truly let one continue living...

If this world is destined to perish, then we might as well destroy it with our own hands.