George died.

The Wild Boar Alliance was suddenly leaderless and quickly collapsed.

Seeing Zhu Wuneng's bravery, the elders of the wild boars worried that his life might be in danger, so they all began to fawn over him.

"Boss Pig is mighty!"

"George is a piece of trash who can't compare to you at all."

"Please spare our lives, for we are all of the same race."

Zhu Wuneng glanced at them and said, "Don't worry, we're not the kind of people who kill innocent people indiscriminately, but you should remember... it's because my master is kind-hearted that he spared you this time."

"The Wild Boar Alliance will be merged into the [Fist of Fury Association] from now on. You must obey Tyson's orders, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand."

The wild boars dared not object.

Because at this moment the manta ray has already descended.

Surrounded by a large number of humans and all sorts of creatures, they dared not utter a word of objection.

After gathering the wild boars...

Tyson warmly invited Meng Wu and the others back to Cairns.

Now that the Death Squad and the Beast Tamer Legion have arrived, they will inevitably have to discuss a plan to expand as quickly as possible. Moreover, the blood mist has been spreading for a month, but everyone is wearing masks, so its impact on the Awakened is currently negligible.

But masks are not a panacea.

As the blood mist thickens, it will inevitably have an impact.

Although Xiahou Ming is also developing an immune injection, he can guarantee that it can be produced within one or two months, so the faster the expansion, the better.

We arrived at the boxing gym.

Everyone sat together.

Zhao Wu went straight to the point: "Meng Wu, how do you think we should expand? Now our manpower has grown to more than a million. I think we should lead the entire army to Sydney and Melbourne to gather mutated creatures."

"No, no, that's dangerous."

Meng Wu shook his head: "According to the information the chairman gave me, there are four or five hundred million rats, six hundred million wild rabbits, and more than one hundred million toads. Although these creatures are scattered throughout Australia and not concentrated in one place... the leaders of these two cities are different."

"They have begun to integrate all their relatives. Sydney is mainly composed of hundreds of millions of mutated rats, while Melbourne has a wide variety of species, including hundreds of millions of mutated rabbits and tens of millions of mutated toads."

"Although we have a million people, all of whom are the elite of the elite, it is still useless against such a large number of mutated creatures. We must start with the surrounding cities."

"Well, where should we choose?" Zhao Wu asked.

"Felinders".

Meng Wu replied, "This city is also mainly inhabited by mutated toads, but their numbers are far fewer than those in Melbourne, probably only a few hundred thousand. We can take them down first, which would be the most suitable way to open a gap in Melbourne."

"That makes sense."

"What are the specific plans?"

“It’s very simple—go straight for the heart of the enemy! The Death Squad doesn’t need to be moved for now. Just have Tyson’s Boxing Association and my Beast Taming Legion cooperate to harass them, and have Aotian and Bajie kill their leader.”

"Once the leader dies, the other toads are nothing to fear."

When to take action?

"First thing tomorrow morning."

"..."

No one else had any objections.

Even if they disagreed in their hearts, they stopped saying anything.

Because this operation, as instructed by the chairman, was originally led by Meng Wu, since Meng Wu was the only one among them who was smart enough.

Zhao Wu is nothing but a murderer.

Xiahou Ming is a psychopathic poison master.

In addition, there are brainless kangaroos, mischievous monkeys, and lazy pigs.

This combination...

It's obvious who's in charge, isn't it?

Oh, and there's also a female octopus in charge of being beautiful.

After the meeting.

After several days of travel at sea, everyone went to rest.

Tyson has also arranged accommodations for everyone.

Christine walked out of the boxing gym and said to Meng Wu with a smile, "Little Meng, can I stay with you? I feel a little tired and need you to give me a massage."

"Uh, isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Meng Wu tried to refuse but then welcomed him.

She looked slightly nervous, unsure of what to do.

Christine pressed further, "What's wrong with it? Is it that living together is bad? Or is it that the massage is bad?"

"Living together is fine, but I don't know how to give massages."

"What did you think I meant by massage?"

Christine blinked her beautiful eyes.

She then licked her red lips, revealing a shy and alluring look: "Of course, it's the kind of very 'proper' massage that can relieve 'fatigue,' which is much better than your manual labor."

"..."

Meng Wu's eyes widened.

My face flushed red, and my heart started racing.

But Christine's teasing wasn't over yet. She slowly walked over and pressed her neck against his, exhaling a fragrant breath: "Looks like you're tempted too, little Mengmeng... how about we have a deeper conversation?"

"Ahem, no need for that."

"Love should be developed gradually; you can't just jump straight in. The first step, a normal massage, is fine."

Meng Wu is a normal man.

He had been working diligently for so many years, and before the apocalypse, he was just a miserable wage earner.

He hadn't touched a woman for two years after the apocalypse, but that didn't mean he didn't crave them. Christine was an octopus... but she was beautiful, with black hair and dark red eyes, giving her an exotic look.

and……

With the catalysis of supersequence metals.

Christine was almost indistinguishable from a normal human, her limbs and tentacles transforming into hands and legs, but she was still not level nine.

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