Well-Intentioned Protection

Ling Feng frowned, wanting to refute, but then felt that Wei Yan's words were impeccable from a strategic perspective.

It was in this heavy and oppressive atmosphere.

In the corner, Chen Fan suddenly raised his right hand.

It's like a child in a school who has a question and needs to ask the teacher.

All eyes turned to him instantly.

Chen Fan stood up, brushed the fruit crumbs off his clothes, and met Wei Yan's stern gaze with his clear eyes.

"Brother Wei, I have a question."

Chen Fan's clear voice echoed throughout the hall.

Why should we just cower like turtles and wait for them to attack?

Wei Yan frowned. "The enemy outnumbers us; launching a preemptive attack would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock..."

No, no, no, you didn't understand what I meant.

Chen Fan interrupted Wei Yan.

He strode to the Holographic Star Map, pointed his finger at the dense red dots representing the Alien Races's Guardian Zone, and a radiant smile spread across his face.

"What I mean is, the more Guardian Zone we seize, the greater the chance of an opportunity arising..."

Chen Fan turned his head and looked at the dozens of stunned Human Race Prodigies the main hall, then uttered a shocking statement.

"They can come and take our house."

Why can't we take the initiative and seize all their Guardian Zone?

Chen Fan finished speaking.

The air inside the hall seemed to freeze.

Dozens of Prodigies Human Race stared at Chen Fan, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Wei Yan rubbed his temples. He looked at Chen Fan, who looked about ten years old, and sighed.

"Brother Chen Fan," Wei Yan said in a low voice, "I understand what you mean. Offense is the best defense. But reality doesn't allow it."

Wei Yan walked up to the Holographic Star Map and tapped it repeatedly with his fingers.

"The Core Zone comprises thirty-six Guardian Zones. Fifteen of these are occupied by Alien Races. Within these fifteen Guardian Zones, there are over one hundred experts at the Fifth-Turn or higher in the Bone Tempering Realm. There are also more than a dozen top-tier Prodigies at the Eighth-Turn and Ninth-Turn."

Wei Yan turned around, his gaze solemn.

"On our Human Race, there are fewer than thirty people above the Fifth-Turn. To launch a preemptive strike? That would be suicide."

A highly experienced Human Race Prodigies stood up.

He walked up to Chen Fan and patted Chen Fan on the shoulder.

"Junior Brother Chen Fan, you have reached the top of the Myriad Laws Ranking, your talent is unparalleled throughout the ages. You are the future Martial God of our Human Race."

This Prodigies spoke gently, yet with an undeniable resolve.

"Now, all you need to do is one thing: grow up safely. We old guys will handle the fighting ahead. As long as we're all alive, the Alien Races won't be able to harm a single hair on your head."

Inside the main hall, dozens of Prodigies nodded in agreement.

"That's right! Junior Brother Chen Fan, you can focus on your cultivation in the rear!"

"So what if opportunity knocks? We'll defend the Tianshu Guardian Zone to the death. As long as you're safe, Human Race will win the future!"

"You absolutely cannot risk your life on the front lines! This is the bottom line for all of us!"

The voices of the crowd echoed in the main hall.

Chen Fan looked at those resolute faces.

He could sense the kindness of these people.

They bear the heavy responsibility of their community and act with caution.

They regarded Chen Fan as the most precious porcelain of the Human Race and wanted to protect him carefully.

Chen Fan smiled.

Accustomed to plundering the Origin Source in life-or-death battles, his mindset was completely different from that of these Guardians.

Defense?

The word "defense" has never existed in his dictionary.

However, Chen Fan did not refute it.

He shrugged, shedding his overwhelming and invincible Invincible Momentum, and a docile smile appeared on his lips.

"Okay." Chen Fan nodded. "I'll listen to you all. I won't run around."

Wei Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

He was genuinely afraid that the number one on the Myriad Laws Ranking was a stubborn troublemaker.

"I hope you understand." Wei Yan nodded. "Next, we'll discuss the specific arrangements for tightening the defensive line."

The meeting lasted for two hours.

The group finalized a tight defensive perimeter plan.

The meeting has adjourned.

Wei Yan looked at Chen Fan: "Brother Chen Fan, your team will stay in the Tianshu Guardian Zone. This is our base camp, with the strongest defensive formation."

"No, thank you." Chen Fan waved his hand. "There are still some loose ends to take care of at the Blackrock Guardian Zone. Senior Zhang Zhi is seriously injured, and we need to take him back."

Wei Yan pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Be careful on the road. If you encounter any Alien Races groups, immediately send a distress signal."

"Must."

Chen Fan smiled broadly.

Chen Fan led Shen Xuan and the others, then turned and walked out of the main hall.

Outside the Tianshu Guardian Zone.

On the barren red earth, a fierce wind whipped up sand and dust.

Five people walked across the Wasteland.

The atmosphere was unusually somber.

Tuo Bashan walked at the very back. His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

He kicked a huge rock from the roadside, sending it flying into dust in mid-air.

"This is infuriating!" Tuo Bashan roared, "My Qi and Blood is boiling! And they're making us hide in the back like cowards!"

Su Qingyue's face was cold and indifferent; she remained silent.

Her Mental Power fluctuations were extremely unstable, clearly indicating that she was not at peace.

Shen Xuan stopped in his tracks.

"Brother Chen!" Shen Xuan stared at Chen Fan's retreating figure, his tone filled with resentment, "Are we really going to hide under their wings and cowardly cultivate in the rear? What kind of Invincible Path is this?"

Zhang Zhi was walking in the middle of the group, was stunned.

Zhang Zhi tried to dissuade them, saying, "Brother Shen Xuan, Brother Wei Yan and the others are doing this for your own good. The Alien Races has come out in full force this time."

Chen Fan stopped in his tracks.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over Shen Xuan, Tuo Bashan, and Su Qingyue.

These three guys are a mix of a vain and warlike individual, a pure Martial Fool fanatic, and a cold exterior with a warm heart.

The obedient look on Chen Fan's face vanished instantly.

A faint, arrogant smile appeared on his face.

"Listen to them?" Chen Fan scoffed. "If they want to be cowards, that's their business. I, Chen Fan, have never had the habit of waiting for others to deliver what I want to my doorstep."

Shen Xuan's eyes lit up.

Tuo Bashan suddenly raised his head, his Qi and Blood surging.

A flicker of emotion crossed Su Qingyue's cool eyes.

"Brother Chen, you mean...?"

Shen Xuan gripped the folding fan tightly.

"They have more people, more concerns, and they're afraid of people dying," Chen Fan said calmly, yet with a chilling madness in his voice. "We have fewer people, and we don't have as many rules."

Chen Fan raised his right hand, and the Personal Computer on his wrist lit up.

Holographic Star Map unfolded in mid-air.

Thirty-six Guardian Zones, alternating between red and blue.

"The more Guardian Zone we capture, the greater the chance of the Nine-Star Opportunity arriving." Chen Fan stared at the red dots on the Star Map. "In that case, let's go capture them."

"Self-reliance leads to abundance."

Chen Fan's finger slid across the Star Map.

"Although we're not qualified for high-level Guardian Zones yet, if we could take over all the Primary Guardian Zone and even Intermediate Guardian Zones of the Alien Races..."

"This nourishment is enough for us to break through to a higher realm. At that time... we might not be without a chance in the high-level Guardian Zone of the Alien Races!"