"Fight Demons."
Zhuang Xiao was brief and to the point. "There are too many of them. We need to develop a bit too."
"Boss, we gotta make more weapons."
The young Judge suddenly spoke. He lowered his head, staring at his wooden stick, and started thinking. "We really need to find someone who understands tech and make some weapons that can attack from a distance."
He had just watched the boss fight.
Those Demons obviously couldn't be more badass than the boss, but they could run. If they faced several Demons at the same time, there would always be a few that managed to escape. Even if they won, it still felt a bit unsatisfying.
And as the tribe's Vanguard Officer, he naturally had to apply to the boss for some more badass gear.
His two companions immediately shot him looks of disbelief—what on earth was this guy talking about? How did he actually start thinking about the tribe's future for real?
