[Ji Luo] frowned deeply as well.
The situation in the screenshots was even worse than he had imagined.
The forces outside the barrier were packed too tightly, and highly mobile, venomous [Corrupted-Feather Crowmen] patrolled the sky. There was no room for a frontal assault or hit-and-run tactics.
"Charging head-on would just be lining up to hand over our money. We only have enough Ash Coins in our pockets to die twice at this crappy Altar."
Just as everyone was at a loss, [Even Monkeys Have Dignity], who was squatting nearby, suddenly let out a wicked chuckle. An extraordinarily sly gleam flickered in his trademark narrowed eyes.
He drew a rough map of Fog Town in the mud with a twig and pointed to a spot. "Ji, since we can't get in from the front, and those birdmen are sprinkling poison powder from above, why don't we fight poison with poison? Hit them with a little biochemical attack?"
"What do you mean?" Everyone froze.
"You didn't pay attention to the details in those screenshots in the group chat!" Ma Lou tapped the ground smugly.
"Right beside Central Plaza, on the right, the Cultists have set up a temporary supply point!"
"They've got several big pots of meat broth cooking there. But most importantly, there are two town wells!"
As Ma Lou spoke, he reached into his pockets with an exceedingly sleazy air and pulled out several bulging makeshift leather pouches.
These were none other than the highly toxic glands they had dug out of that [Human-Faced Poison Spider] in the Black Forest swamp yesterday!
"Out of the fifty-odd people here, let's pick a few fast runners who aren't afraid to die. Copy what Boss Jia did earlier, strip some Cultists of their clothes, and sneak in!"
Ma Lou's expression grew increasingly