Thank Heaven, Thank Earth, Thank Lin God!
The furnace roared with flames!
Kurita Isao's question was a sharp one.
The bamboo slips were about to burn to ashes, and everyone's lives were already counting down. They had at most ten minutes.
Never mind whether killing Marquis Changxin was the key to cleansing this Rule Pollution. Even if it was, their chances of pulling it off were slim.
Because Marquis Changxin was too hard to kill.
So the simplest solution was to sacrifice those useless cannon fodder.
You don't want to kill your own people?
Easy!
Dudek could pick the deadweight from the Nine Provinces Security Agency, while Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao picked the useless members of the choir. Wouldn't that be perfect?
During ancient famines, people had even eaten one another's children. Killing a few of the other side's people now wouldn't tarnish their moral standing at all.
Kurita Isao was beside himself. He couldn't understand why Lin Baici couldn't grasp such a simple truth.
"Listen to Little Lin. He'll definitely find a way!"
Xia Hongyao shot back.
Lin Baici was her confidence.
"Listen to Lin Baici, listen to Lin Baici! I'm sick to death of hearing that!"
Kurita Isao swore. "What if he doesn't have a solution?"
"Don't forget, you already have seven bamboo slips. Lin God doesn't have any!"
Xia Hongyao's heart skipped a beat.
Oh, right!
Should they sacrifice one of the choir members first, so Little Lin could get a bamboo slip?
But they couldn't!
Knowing Little Lin, he would put Gu Qingqiu, Jin Yingzhen, and the others' safety first.
"Godfather, Elder Crane, Lin Baici may have some kind of moral scruples. At a time like this, we need to lend him a hand."
Kurita Isao tried to persuade the three men with Dudek. "If