In recent days, the delivery man has said many times that he wants to play the game, but because He Fang has been worried about the crisis that "Xu Wu Restart" may face, he has basically refused.

But the delivery man's enthusiasm was unshakable, and since He Fang had nothing to do at the moment, he agreed to his request.

Then I saw the delivery man sent me three dancing emojis to express his joy.

He Fang really didn't know that friends could get along so casually. At first, he was worried that if he rejected the delivery man, the delivery man would get angry. But after rejecting him so many times, the delivery man would only become more and more courageous.

Think carefully about the delivery man's opinion. Although it is good, there are several important problems.

First, what kind of disaster would not pose any real danger and would leave them with no possibility of saving themselves and requiring them to seek help from the City of Hope?

Second, how can we make them turn to City of Hope for help, and only turn to City of Hope for help?

Third, although a short-term relationship can be established at the beginning, how can it be continuously developed in the future?

He Fang feels that although these problems are difficult to solve, they are much better than the previous situation where he was completely confused and had no idea what to do.

Looking at the apocalyptic map of "Restart of the Ruins" on the computer, after all, what he wants to obtain this time is the library. But if the impact is on the entire apocalypse, then should he target the area around the library, or include the mobile cities in the entire apocalyptic map into the scope of this plan?

It seems that we need to check whether there is any mobile city alliance controlling the northeast like Aocheng. Whether there is or not, the treatment methods are completely different.

He Fang tapped his fingers on the computer desk, thinking carefully about how to plan this first step.

He Fang searched a lot of information about "Xu Wu Chong Qi" on the Internet. Although few people can afford to play the online physical storage of "Xu Wu Chong Qi", there are always a few rich second-generations who like to play this, right?

But no, nothing.

He Fang bit his finger in confusion, and was very puzzled that there was absolutely no information at all on the Internet.

If it was some unknown small games, it would be fine. Even some anchors who specialize in choosing some unknown small games are involved, at least there will be some.

Why is there no news at all about a game like "Restart: The Lost Ark" that is so perfect and provides such a realistic experience when it goes online?

But everyone should really like this game, otherwise there wouldn't be so many responses once his video is released.

Or is it because the game threshold is really too high?

He Fang looked at his somatosensory warehouse with a strange look. This thing was indeed not something that ordinary people could afford. Although he said that he won it in a lottery, it was hard to guarantee that the official saw that he was the anchor who made the most videos of "Xu Wu Chong Qi" and deliberately opened a backdoor.

This game is so detailed that even though there are some weird little bugs and some strange N-PC behaviors occasionally, it is definitely a game that will cause a sensation.

So quiet...

Why is it so quiet?

Isn't this an epoch-making machine?

He Fang felt that the intelligent algorithm of "Xu Wu Chongqi" should be directly included in the scope of national examinations. The content involved was very unique. He Fang gave up thinking about it because he couldn't understand it.

Because the delivery man was coming, He Fang consciously tidied up his own bed. Although he said he would play games all night, he would definitely feel sleepy. So he would let the delivery man sleep on his bed and he would sleep on the sofa.

Looking at his bed sheet, He Fang thought of the delivery man who had taken off his clothes and slept on his bed, his fair skin in close contact with his bedsheets...

He Fang got up and simply changed the bed sheets and quilt covers.

He Fang wanted to buy some food, but when he thought about ordering takeout, he knew that the delivery man would definitely deliver it, and there were enough things at home, so he...

Then he...

He Fang looked at the time.

Sent a message to the delivery man: What time will you be here in the evening?

——

The delivery man specially changed into a stylish outfit. It was already late autumn, but he wore a thin white sweater underneath, which showed off his figure. His long and perfect legs were wrapped in black trousers, revealing his perfect figure from head to toe. He hummed a song in front of the small battery mirror, adjusted his appearance, and repeatedly fiddled with his long golden hair, trying to create a casual and somewhat charming look.

The delivery man repeated the same words that he would say every time he came downstairs, like a curse: Do I look good today? Can I attract the Creator to have a love affair with me?

At this time, Xiao Dibao, who usually would only mock the delivery man, remained silent. If it was a normal delivery, 80% of the delivery man would go up and then come down immediately, crying and saying: He didn't see me and he asked me to leave the takeaway at the door, sob, sob.

But this time the small battery didn't react at all.

The delivery man smiled and looked up at the huge building. He could feel the dangerous and oppressive gazes coming from all directions, all of which were filled with cold envy, jealousy and hatred.

The delivery man flirtatiously ruffled his long golden hair.

He walked into the door of the building with arrogant strides, and suddenly he felt something strange in his legs.

When he looked down, he saw that the small battery had transformed into a mini holy beast and was now biting his thigh. Its sharp teeth bit it so hard that it even bit through the delivery man's pants and made him bleed.

The delivery man narrowed his eyes and reached out to pull the Holy Beast away, but this time the Holy Beast had learned its lesson and refused to let go.

The delivery man's brute force was not enough to get rid of the Holy Beast. They were each other's halves, had the same abilities, and neither could control the other. This time the Holy Beast had set its dying bite and would never let go.

The delivery man said coldly in the elevator: "I understand. I will take you in, but you must make sure you look like a doll. You know how panicked he would be if he found out our identities so quickly."

Finally, the holy beast loosened its grip on the delivery man's thigh and slowly raised its head, seeming to show some doubt.

"Just be quiet and don't move." The delivery man lowered his eyes and looked at his own body, his expression unhappy and extremely gloomy.

The delivery man reached out and took the Holy Beast once again. Immediately, the Holy Beast in the delivery man's hand turned into a strange-looking small puppet with a lion's body and a fish tail. Its round, watery eyes made it look innocent and cute. Although it was very strange, it was unexpectedly very appealing.

The delivery man's mouth twitched immediately and he was about to throw the holy beast out.

At the moment the delivery man had this idea, the holy beast tore open that cute face, revealing its sharp fangs, and it was actually going to give the delivery man another ferocious and vicious bite. The two sides were on the verge of a fight. The air was distorted because of the dispute between the two sides. The cramped and narrow space seemed to have come to a standstill. Even the elevator noticed it and shook slightly.

However, the elevator had already reached the floor, and the moment it opened, the delivery man with the most perfect smile in the world and the holy beast who tried hard to be very cute appeared at the door.

The delivery man knocked on the door.

The door was opened quickly, but there was some hesitation. The delivery man did not open the door from the outside immediately, but waited for He Fang to be mentally prepared to see someone.

When the door opened, a very pleasant smell came from the room. It was the aroma of food, which immediately entered the delivery man's nose. The delivery man's extremely beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly, and he noticed something.

Finally, He Fang prepared himself mentally and opened the door. When the door opened wide, He Fang's figure appeared in the delivery man's sight.

The slightly skinny boy who looked like a teenager due to developmental disabilities was glowing faintly under the light. He raised his eyes and timidly glanced at the person outside the door, and this glance almost made the delivery man forget to breathe.

He Fang is cooking.

Because he didn't want to order takeout and have the delivery man do the heavy lifting, he looked at the perfectly prepared food in the refrigerator and decided to cook for himself.

He Fang is actually a pretty good cook. Because his social phobia has caused a lot of trouble for his parents, he hopes to reduce the burden on his family as much as possible. He Fang basically tries his best to take care of all the housework and cooking at home. In order to let his family eat more delicious food, He Fang even often goes online to look up various recipes.

Although he ordered takeout most of the time after living on his own, He Fang did not abandon his cooking skills, which are now coming in handy.

He Fang wanted the delivery man to come in by himself, but the delivery man stood at the door, as if he was hesitant.

He Fang carefully raised his head and glanced at the other person, only to see that the other person was staring at him in a daze.

Suddenly panicking a little, he glanced down at his clothes. He was still wearing the apron, which was given to him as a gift when he bought the kitchenware. It was cream-colored, with cute little chickens piled on top, layer upon layer. It was very cute, the type that girls would like.

Is it because it would be weird for a man to wear such an apron? He Fang felt his face and ears burning for no apparent reason.

"Come in... come in, you've worked hard... you can go to the bathroom and wash up... the meal, the meal, the meal is almost ready..." He Fang stuttered as he finished his words, but suddenly realized that this was the standard 'eat first or take a bath first' stalk! He immediately felt strange.

"Great, did the customer make the meal himself? That's great!" The delivery man seemed to have come back to his senses from his daze, smiling happily, "I have always delivered meals to customers, but I never thought that one day I would be able to eat meals made by customers. This is really the peak of my delivery career!"

The other party's exaggerated laughter made He Fang feel a little embarrassed, but he also inexplicably let out a few faint laughs.

He Fang hasn't tried to cook for two people for a long time. When eating alone, he usually just cooks a dish he likes and eats it with the staple food.

He Fang thought about it and realized that the delivery man seemed to be a big eater before, and if he was entertaining guests, it would definitely be better to have more food.

With this in mind, I made two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes and a soup: braised pork ribs, steamed fish, shredded potato, lettuce, seaweed and egg drop soup. I tried my best to season them carefully to make the taste more in line with the general public's taste. I made them in a timely manner, and when the food was put on the table, it almost filled up the entire table.

It was the first time that He Fang realized that the dining table in the small house he rented was so small.

"Dear customer, you are such a good cook." When the delivery man's eyes lit up when he saw the food on the table, He Fang didn't know why he suddenly blushed. It was not because of social phobia, but because of shyness.

The delivery man washed his hands and ate his meal with great ease. He Fang's eyes sparkled when he saw him.

"Please... please." He Fang was sitting on the other side of the table, slightly tilting his head to look at the happy delivery man.

He saw the delivery man actually took out a small rubber band from his pocket and tied up her beautiful long golden hair behind her head. In order to ensure that it did not affect her eating, she even exposed her smooth forehead. He never took his eyes off the food.

Perhaps because the delivery man didn't look at He Fang, He Fang had more courage to look at the delivery man. Most people's appearance is always enhanced by their hairstyle, but after tying their hair tightly behind their heads, He Fang realized that the delivery man's beauty was absolutely a perfect combination without any retouching flaws. Every part of him was good-looking.

"Then I won't be polite." The delivery man held the white rice in his hand, his eyes shining, and he actually looked a bit like a starving ghost. If it weren't for the fact that his face could withstand any expression, He Fang would even be a little scared.

The delivery man enjoyed the meal very much. He tasted every dish first and gave comments on each dish even before He Fang asked.

"Wow, the braised spareribs are so delicious. Did you stew them for a long time? They are so easy to eat!"

"The fish is so fresh. Did you add any seasoning? It's so fresh. You can open a restaurant with your fish cooking skills."

“Spicy and sour shredded potatoes, I love the taste!”

Almost every dish was reviewed. Although He Fang seemed to be eating his own dish calmly, he pricked up his ears to listen to the delivery man's compliments.

He actually...likes being praised.

Because of his personality, he seldom gets compliments from others. The chances to talk to each other are already rare, let alone get compliments. So even in the game, if he gets compliments from N-PC for his efforts, both parties will be very happy.

He likes cooking because when he first started cooking, his parents praised him. He was very happy at the time and would often help with cooking. But as time went by and he cooked more, it seemed that everyone in his family had become accustomed to it and he no longer received the praise he had always desired.

"Dear customer, isn't it a shame for you to order takeout when you have such good cooking skills?"

"Sir, can I have another bowl of rice?"

He Fang saw the delivery man's greasy lips from eating, and the other party did not have any flattering or deceitful expression. He reached out to take the bowl from the delivery man's hand and took the initiative to serve the delivery man rice.

Even though He Fang said nothing, and even ate by himself as if the delivery man didn't exist, the delivery man still adhered to his own personality and kept praising him happily. When He Fang turned his back to the delivery man in the kitchen, he unconsciously smiled slightly.

The delivery man ate all the food. His stomach seemed like a bottomless pit. He Fang would have been satisfied if he had only eaten half of the meal, but the delivery man even finished the soup. It was the first time that He Fang was amazed at a man's appetite.

He Fang couldn't help but look at the delivery man's abdomen, and the delivery man seemed to have seen it too. He actually lifted up his clothes, revealing his beautifully contoured, white and jade-like abdomen to show that he was not suffering.

He Fang looked at the belly and her face suddenly turned red. It was too intimate, too intimate. Would friends expose their bellies like this casually?

"I'll wash the dishes." The delivery man patted his belly contentedly. His action seemed very strange, but because he was a delivery man, he looked somewhat cute.

He Fang refused, shook his head, and then simply closed the kitchen door in front of the delivery man.

The delivery man is a guest, and he cannot let a guest wash the dishes. Besides, his kitchen is too small and not suitable for the delivery man's big body to come in, so he can just handle it himself.

After cleaning up, He Fang took out some fruit from the refrigerator. He mixed a huge fruit salad as a dessert. The delivery man actually ate all the food he made, and it looked like it was not enough. This was a bit exaggerated for He Fang. He even suspected that the other party was not full yet, so he simply made some more.

When he came out, he saw the delivery man playing with a small toy. He Fang blinked and took a look. The toy looked... so ugly.

"This is a toy that I always like to carry with me." The delivery man handed the toy with a lion's head and a fish's tail to He Fang, "Although you can't give it to customers, you can play with it."

He Fang actually doesn't want it.

But since they said so, it would seem very disrespectful not to go and have some fun.

He Fang reached out his hands and caught the doll from under it.

He Fang saw the delivery man's beautiful, slender fingers like white porcelain placing the thing in the palm of his hand. He seemed to be able to vaguely feel the slight coolness coming from the other's fingers. The coolness was very strange, like the coolness emanating from a cold stone.

But the doll he got diluted that cool feeling. He Fang found that the doll was actually quite heavy. He didn't know if it was because it had been played with by the delivery man, but the doll was very warm. It even got hotter under his palm. He Fang pinched it unconsciously.

The rising temperature was not an illusion, it was really high. Moreover, the feel of this little doll was not fabric, but very strange, like the feel of some animal, and the fur was very soft, like touching a carefully crafted carpet, the feel was extremely good, even the other party's fish tail had a strange smooth feeling. This strange feel made He Fang unable to help but knead it more. The softness of the fur and the smoothness of the fish tail brought a very novel experience, and He Fang played with it over and over again.

Probably because it feels so good, He Fang couldn't help playing with it for a long time. Such a production feel must have cost a lot of money. Is this strange and a bit ugly shape a peripheral of a game? It is made very delicately, which makes people want to buy it. The merchant obviously put a lot of effort into it.

He Fang was playing when he suddenly realized that the delivery man seemed to have no other reaction since the beginning. He raised his head in confusion and found that the delivery man's face was already red. He Fang was stunned.

The delivery man had a strange expression on his face. His cheeks were all red, and even the corners of his eyes were slightly watery. He looked... looked... as if he had been bullied.

"Hmm... My saliva is watering. I-I'm going to the restroom." The delivery man stretched out his hand somewhat unnaturally to cover his expression. He stood up and went to the restroom. He Fang's fingers unconsciously kneaded the little doll, but at this moment he suddenly saw the delivery man stagger.

He Fang is in a fog, so strange.

The delivery man entered the bathroom and instantly felt his legs go weak. He gasped for breath but dared not make any loud noise.

The Holy Beast is his other half, and their senses are connected, just like the senses of human hands and feet. When the Holy Beast is touched, he will also have the same feeling.

The feeling of being played with in He Fang's palm was particularly clear. There was no trace of intimacy in He Fang's eyes. He just liked the feel of the holy beast's hand kneading him. But for the delivery man, it was completely another experience, one physical and one psychological. The delivery man felt his scalp tingling.

I'm going to die. I never thought that bringing half of my body here would turn out to be like this. I'm going crazy.

He Fang finally put the doll back into the pocket of the delivery man's coat that was hung on the door. The delivery man said that he couldn't give him the doll. His intention was obvious: the doll was very important and he couldn't forget to take it with him.

And in the pocket where he couldn't see, the holy beast was lying on its back, rolling its eyes comfortably.

He Fang used to often stay up all night. He also had a very absurd period of time. He had to go to school during the day and play games and make videos like crazy at night. He often did not get enough sleep. Due to physiological problems, he became more gloomy and socially anxious. He must have looked very ugly in the eyes of others. He Fang himself was also aware of this.

But he knew that with his level of social anxiety, he would not be able to work normally in the future. His parents had already given too much to him, and once he successfully graduated, he must find a way to survive.

Because of his personality, he had a very hard time as a host in the beginning, but due to his long time and seriousness, he accumulated a certain number of fans and was able to be independent. His account became popular only after "Xu Wu Chongqi" was launched online.

After the explosion of popularity, his previously released videos also received a lot of traffic. He Fang watched helplessly as his small amount of money increased and his life no longer had to be so tight. However, he found that he could not buy anything with his material desires. He could only transfer part of the money to his parents' account on time.

He Fang was thinking, if his parents didn't receive his remittance text message in a certain month, would they find out something happened to him?

That night, He Fang and the delivery man worked together precisely to complete the main storyline of the two-player game. It was already dawn the next day, and the delivery man just fell asleep on his bed, just as He Fang had expected.

And he...did take off his clothes.

He Fang saw that the other person was wearing the necklace that he had given to the delivery man on his birthday. Looking at the necklace, He Fang felt a subtle warmth in his heart.

No one would dislike having their gifts valued, and this goes for He Fang.

"Why can't we sleep together? Aren't we all boys?" the delivery man asked him puzzledly.

He Fang's expression was a little complicated. He...he didn't know whether he should sleep with the other person.

He had never slept with anyone before.

He Fang turned his eyes away and refused silently. He felt that even as friends, their progress was a bit too fast.

"Okay, I won't trouble you, customer. I'll go sleep on the sofa. You're the host, I can't let you sleep on the sofa. It's not like I'm sick this time." Although the delivery man said this, his expression looked extremely aggrieved.

He Fang looked up at him several times and noticed that his eyes were full of disappointment. His disappointed expression was so obvious that it seemed as if he was about to cry.

The delivery man went into bed happily and got off the bed feeling aggrieved. He Fang felt like he had bullied someone.

When the other person was crossing the bed and was about to go to the sofa with his quilt in his arms, He Fang suddenly reached out and grabbed the quilt that the other person was about to take away.

He Fang sighed.

He took another deep breath.

never mind.

Anyway, the house I rented for my own preference also had a double bed. The bed was very big, more than enough for two people to sleep in. It was indeed normal for two men to sleep together.

The delivery man suddenly laughed, a faint laugh. He Fang had no idea what he was laughing at, but her cheeks couldn't help but slightly blush.

"Not even trying." said the waiter.

He Fang's hand holding the corner of the quilt tightened slightly, but he also said, "Not forcing it."

He Fang just felt a little uncomfortable.

The delivery man was too familiar, so familiar that it would cause him panic.

But He Fang really wanted it too much and had close contact with her like a normal friend.

Just sleeping on a bed shouldn't be too much.

The delivery man lay back down, stretched comfortably, then put his hands under the quilt and wrapped himself up like a cocoon.

He Fang pulled the blackout curtains and glanced at the air conditioner. Should he turn it on?

It is late autumn now, and you won’t feel cold if you cover yourself with a blanket. But since the delivery men have wrapped themselves up like silkworm cocoons, they should feel cold, right?

He Fang stared at the air conditioner in a daze.

"No need to turn on the air conditioner, it's not cold, I just like to sleep wrapped up like this." The voice of the delivery man came from the side, with a bit of ridicule, "I don't sleep well at night. If I don't sleep wrapped up, I will wake up in the middle of the night and throw away the quilt, which will make me catch a cold."

He Fang blinked and did not answer. Instead, he went back to the bed and lay down.

He Fang turned his back to the delivery man, feeling the time passing by. He was very sleepy after staying up all night, but he didn't know why he couldn't fall asleep.

The delivery man had not moved for a long time. He Fang turned his head slightly and saw the delivery man curled up with half of his face buried in the quilt.

The delivery man closed his eyes, his long eyelashes were even cuter and thicker than a girl's. As He Fang watched him, he found himself calming down. His previously tense heartbeat actually calmed down a lot.

He Fang turned sideways and looked at the delivery man with half-closed eyes. His golden hair took on a dark green hue in the darkness, casually scattered on the bed, as dazzling as a stream of water.

He Fang felt sleepy and closed his eyes blearily.

It feels really good to have a friend.

The delivery man was enthusiastic and outgoing. Although he was afraid of communicating with others, he could still be ignited by the other party's enthusiasm and do many things that he himself dared not do.

It may sound strange, but for He Fang, he actually relies a lot on delivery boys.

He is very dependent on someone who will treat him as a friend.

He Fang suddenly thought of "The Ruins Never Restart".

Perhaps it was because of He Fang's social phobia that there was no communication between Hope City and other cities. However, real mobile cities should be aware of each other's situations, and all the information he heard from outsiders and was summarized by Guo Miaofeng, and there had never been any verification.

Shouldn't he be more proactive like the delivery man and let the N-PC in his city communicate with the surrounding mobile cities instead of passively waiting for others to arrive?

Not only did they use the rumors about mercenaries, but they also took the initiative to let them know the characteristics of Hope City.

Their powerful City of Hope should be able to attract any mobile city, just like Ao City, which has received the goodwill of many mobile cities.

He has to take the initiative to do something.

If you keep waiting and being passive, you won't be lucky enough to have a beautiful delivery girl bring food to your door.

Even before falling asleep, He Fang still had various solutions to the orange mission in "Restart of the Ruins" in his mind, and even brought them into his dreams.

In the quiet space, there was a rustling sound coming from the coat in the living room. Something soft fell out of the pocket and gradually approached the bed. The holy beast jumped between the golden hair of the delivery man's head and crawled. The beast looked at the sleeping person with tender and affectionate eyes.

The delivery man also opened his eyes and looked at He Fang, who was sleeping soundly wrapped in the quilt.

The holy beast was lying on top of the delivery man's head, staring at He Fang seriously and carefully. The ferocious holy beast was as well-behaved as a domestic cat.

The delivery man looked at it for a long time, but he did nothing. He just looked, and kept looking. That was all.

——

"Friendly City?" At this time, Lu Hu's bright red nails tapped on the table.

"Yes, I want to take the initiative and communicate with other cities and eventually reach a friendly agreement. I think the best bait is to use business means." He Fang took the initiative to find Lu Hu because Lu Hu was the object of financial management.

"That's impossible. If anything from Hope City is supplied to mobile cities in large quantities, then only the upper class can actually buy our products, not the lower class. Our items are priced very low, which will not only allow them to take advantage of us, but will also disrupt the market." Lu Hu rejected He Fang's proposal without giving him face, "Hope City's trade can only be circulated in fixed cities."

"Then how can we establish a friendly city with them?" He Fang felt a little disappointed because he was directly rejected, but he also understood that Lu Hu was right.

"What is your reason for wanting to become a friendly city with the other party?" Lu Hu had unknowingly half leaned against He Fang's side, apparently asking He Fang about the whole story.

He Fang expressed his thoughts truthfully. Although he had many ideas, he could not perfect many details by himself.

"To legitimately acquire the library, the surrounding cities must yield." Lu Hu's fingers entangled with her hair as she thought, "I like the idea of ​​using pressure to suppress the mobile city. It's worth a try."

"The library is very important to us and to the world. If you want to get a library, you must pay a price." He Fang sighed. His thinking has been solidified. "So I thought that after taking the initiative to establish a friendly city, I can plan for a library better."

"Even so, we don't need to please anyone. They have no reason for us to please them." Although Lu Hu's tone was mature and full of charm, the arrogance and domineering hidden in it could not be concealed. "They dare to control the library because the library has no ability to protect itself. Then it is enough for us to give the library the ability to protect itself."

"But if we take the library back by force, it will become the fuse of war just as the city lord of the library worries." He Fang reiterated Shi Canghai and Shi Sangtian's concerns.

"My lovely city lord." Lu Hu narrowed his eyes and smiled seductively, "There's nothing wrong with war."

He Fang choked: "What do you mean?"

"Why do we have to consider it so simply? We can suppress them while giving them benefits. We have everything they desire and fear. We can put pressure on them and force them to choose us. Instead of asking them to become friendly cities, we should let them actively ask us to establish friendly cities."

"But what kind of pressure is appropriate? Pressure that won't actually cause any harm, but will make them afraid." This is the 'strategy' that He Fang has been hesitating about.

"City Lord, don't worry about it." Lu Hu smiled and leaned on He Fang's shoulder. "Just post a message: Hope City will launch an attack on some cities, that's all."

"...Ah?" He Fang was stunned.

"We can easily take any city. Isn't this the biggest pressure? Either we get beaten or we ask for peace. There are only these two choices." Lu Hu narrowed his eyes. "If they don't dare to fight, they will definitely surrender. If they don't surrender, there are many ways to make them surrender."

He Fang paused, "Even rabbits bite when they are angry. If you put too much pressure on them, they will resist."

"It's not about succeeding all at once, but defeating them one by one. Humans are purely profit-seeking animals. As long as there are enough profits, any human being will rebel. Those who don't surrender will be excluded everywhere, while those who surrender will live a better life. Most people with brains know how to choose."

Lu Hu half-narrowed his eyes, the shrewdness and calculation in his pupils were not concealed at all.

"From the beginning, all cities within the range were listed as targets for attack, and the library was just one of the ordinary cities that was 'persuaded to surrender'. Especially since all the surrounding cities surrendered, it became even more inconspicuous."

"Besides, even if you, the city lord, are really willing to give them more benefits, but if you offer them enthusiastically, will they dare to accept them? People are only enthusiastic when they have an agenda. We are all smart people. The more enthusiastic you are, the more jealous they will be of us."

"Our initiative is to make them more proactive."

"Give them the pressure of war, make them afraid, and then take the initiative to find Hope City. When they see the prosperity of Hope City with their own eyes, they will naturally know the good of Hope City. Isn't your goal achieved?"

He Fang was stunned.

If you think about it carefully, every word Lu Hu said is extremely true and cannot be refuted.

Taking the initiative to start a "war" was an option he had never thought of. He instinctively rejected war, but Lu Hu's "war" was just a cover for a strategy. Lu Hu's thinking mode was indeed that of a war advocate.

Very clear idea, and very simple.

However, one of Lu Hu's words suddenly caught He Fang's attention.

People will be enthusiastic only when they have something in mind.

The delivery man's beautiful face, full of enthusiasm, suddenly appeared in He Fang's mind, and he felt inexplicably nervous.

Well...if that's the case.

What does the delivery man want from him?

He Fang thought about himself with some worry, wondering if there was anything about him that was worthy of the other party's plot, but no matter how hard he thought, he came up with nothing.