Foreign spies?
Chen Luo paused, then asked, "Were they Oilheads and Brown Bears?"
Mi Ling said in surprise, "I happened to spot two Oilheads sneaking around, looking like they were gathering information. You've run into them too?"
If Mi Ling hadn't mentioned it, Chen Luo would almost have forgotten about that.
A little over two years into the Apocalypse, the Oilheads and Brown Bears had joined forces to invade the Dragon Nation. Supplies weren't their main objective.
There weren't any damn supplies for them to steal.
Their main goal was crystals.
One of the Oilheads, who called himself the Great Prophet, had proposed the Elite Plan: give a tiny handful of elites priority access to all the advanced crystals, rapidly boosting their strength so they could protect everyone else.
Killing their own people wasn't exactly a good idea, so they had set their sights on the Dragon Nation, with its vast territory and abundant resources.
They also intended to seize the Dragon Nation's Nature and Light ability users, along with its women.
It could also be called the God-Making Plan: reserve the very best crystals for a select few, in an attempt to create a god.
Amid the Apocalypse, a war between nations had been on the verge of erupting.
But before letting all that meat die in battle, had they asked whether the zombies agreed?
By then, Li Huo had reached King Rank and brutally slaughtered that Great Prophet.
The combined Oilhead and Brown Bear forces had also been driven out by the Dragon Nation.
Li Huo had actually done something decent for once.
But the Dharma King had already killed Li Huo.
Chen Luo smiled. "A bunch of clowns. Nothing to worry about."
Mi Ling smiled too. "True. When friends come, we welcome them with wine. When jackals