The visitor was none other than the controllers of several safe zones.
Like other monks, these controllers also have no way out, and Safe Zone No. 5 becomes the final choice.
The outer gods surround the world. Going to heaven is equivalent to sending oneself to death, sending oneself directly into the mouth of the outer gods.
Ordinary practitioners don't know that most of the powerful monks in this world actually fell into the trap themselves.
They did not participate in the war against the invasion of monsters at all, and had already exited the stage early.
Become food for alien gods and die quietly.
If these guys are still here, this world can still persist for a while, and it will never be ruined so quickly.
The remaining guys naturally don't dare to make the same mistake again.
As for hiding underground, it is a waste of effort.
The invasion and plunder of the alien gods is like violently squeezing an orange just to squeeze out all the juice.
No matter how deep it is hidden, as long as you are in this world, you will inevitably end up turning into ashes.
There is no way to go to heaven or to earth. We can only hold on together and hold on for as long as we can.
Safety Zone No. 5 is an ideal place, but unfortunately it is also an owned place. No matter how generous Tang Zhen is, he cannot tolerate some disasters.
In fact, it's easy to get in. As long as you abide by the rules and sign the contract, Tang Zhen can treat everyone equally.
But as the one in control, how can you be restricted by rules? Wouldn't that be like being at the mercy of others?
The controllers hit it off immediately and decided to "discuss" with Tang Zhen.
Not only do they want to enter, but they also want to be special and gain higher status and authority.
When Safe Zone No. 5 announced the rules and allowed ordinary practitioners to enter, the opportunity the controller had been waiting for had arrived.
There was no hesitation at the moment, and they joined forces immediately, showing an extremely high-profile attitude.
Deliberately create a feeling that they are not weaker than others and completely different from other practitioners.
This is a confrontation, we must not retreat, and we will not give up until we achieve our goals.
Sure enough, at this moment, the atmosphere became extremely solemn, and eyes gathered one after another.
The monks all want to know how to deal with the controllers of other safe zones in Safe Zone No. 5.
Should we respond forcefully, or choose to compromise and cooperate?
Although they have fallen into despair, these controllers still hold a lot of power in their hands.
There is a group of senior monks and die-hard practitioners who are standing behind them to advance and retreat together.
Only in this way can common interests be protected.
If there is a stalemate between the two sides and a war breaks out, it is definitely not a good thing.
Even if Safe Zone No. 5 wins, it will inevitably pay a heavy price and be unable to cope with the subsequent monster invasion.
Everyone understands the truth, and it becomes a reason for the controller to feel confident and confident that he is qualified enough to negotiate with Safe Zone No. 5. Otherwise, they will all perish together in the worst case scenario.
Those cultivators who were watching also understood this truth and couldn't help but worry secretly in their hearts.
"These bastards are here to harm people again..."
Many monks secretly cursed that in their hearts, they preferred Safe Zone No. 5.
After experiencing many things, practitioners are filled with contempt and disappointment towards these controllers.
Safe Zone No. 5 is the last pure land. If it falls into the hands of these guys, I'm afraid they will continue to make the same mistakes again.
I went to Safe Zone No. 5 just to find a safe place. I really couldn't bear to see this last hope dashed.
It's just that they are soft-spoken and have no qualifications to speak, so they can only act as silent spectators.
Before the guardian could speak, the gathered controllers first put forward conditions.
"Go tell Tang Zhen that we don't want much, we just want half of the No. 5 safety zone and receive all the supplies and equipment.
As long as he agrees, we will work hard to implement whatever orders are issued."
Upon hearing the request made by the controller, the monks were stunned for a moment, and then showed different expressions.
In some corners, bursts of sneers could be heard from time to time.
The demands put forward by the controller can be said to be quite excessive. They will directly cut off half of the No. 5 safety zone without paying any price.
If the controller signs a contract, there is no problem, it means that everything is under Tang Zhen's control.
However, the controller did not mention a word about the visa contract, which seemed a bit too shameless.
The leader of the monks who was sitting in command suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a cold tone: "If we sign a contract, we can discuss it."
The contempt in my heart could not be greater.
The controllers of these safe zones, well-known powers in the spiritual world, actually committed such shameless acts.
As expected, he was so desperate that he didn't even have any shame, yet he made such a request without any shame.
"There is no need to sign a contract, there is no lack of such trust between us and His Excellency Tang Zhen.
Stop talking nonsense and just convey the matter. I believe Tang Zhen will make his own decision."
A controller spoke, as if commanding his subordinates, and seemed to have a close relationship with Tang Zhen.
Those in the know are becoming more and more disdainful.
It is this group of guys who took the lead in slandering Tang Zhen before, and now they have established friendship again.
In fact, these controllers only knew Tang Zhen's name and had never even met him in person.
But at this moment, assuming such an annoying posture makes people feel even more uncomfortable.
The guardians of Safe Zone No. 5 were all gnashing their teeth, eager to teach these guys a lesson.
However, they also know that they cannot be opponents and are like ants in the eyes of those who control them.
These evil wolves have not betrayed each other so far. In fact, they are also afraid of the strength of Safe Zone No. 5 and Tang Zhen, who is called the savior.
If they really take action, they will not be able to intercept it at all, and this line of defense will be destroyed instantly.
This game is definitely not something they can participate in. Even if they hate it to death, they can only endure it silently.
But after all, there are passionate people who disdain what the controller does and taunt loudly.
It's just that such a sound will soon be drowned. Some people pretend not to hear it, and some people hear it but don't care.
How the upper level operates and arranges operations needs to be judged based on the situation and will never be influenced by the wishes of the lower level.
The leader of the monks immediately contacted the senior management of Security Zone No. 5 to get a clear reply.
Or maybe the top management came forward to negotiate with these shameless people, at least he was not qualified to participate.
The message was just sent and a reply was received immediately.
Seeing the result of the reply, the leader of the monks was dumbfounded and thought he had encountered an inner demon and was hallucinating.
After asking again, I finally confirmed that I was not dizzy and the content was exactly what I saw.
The leader of the monks was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, with an expression of great joy.
Then he turned around with a big stride, arrived in front of the defense line, and looked at the former controllers below.
Seeing the attitude of the monk leader, the expressions of several controllers changed slightly, and they felt faintly uneasy.
Despite their arrogant attitude, they are actually trying to hold themselves up, and they have made plans to repay the exorbitant prices they charge.
I guess Tang Zhen will eventually make some compromises for the sake of the overall situation.
As long as they stick to the final bottom line, the controllers will be satisfied, and based on this, they will slowly plan for greater benefits.
But looking at the situation in front of me, I'm afraid I won't even be able to take the first step.
Sure enough, at the next moment, the leader of the monks said in a cold voice: "The response has been received from above. There is no need to pay attention to the few lost dogs. If anyone is not afraid of death, just let the horse come over!"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area fell into deathly silence.
Some were stunned, some were filled with joy, and some were at a loss.
The face of the controller became gloomy and distorted.
Such a reply is a public slap in the face, leaving no trace of humanity at all.
"The lost dog..."
Several controllers almost went berserk on the spot. This was the first time for them, with their noble status, to be called dogs in public.
Looking at the glances around him, they were clearly filled with ridicule and sarcasm, and they were simply desperate.
But they also know that if they really attack, things will become irreversible.
But if there is no reaction, people will definitely laugh at them and think they are just bluffing.
The original reputation and prestige may fall into the abyss in an instant, and it will no longer be able to win over other practitioners.