"Some, but not a lot..."
"Son of Pain," Willett said, and seeing the displeasure on the faces of these guys, he paused and changed his words, "But for you, it should be enough..."
There are only more than 10,000 survivors of various kinds here, so the food supply should not be a problem...
After all, in reality, the main purpose is to provide food to the more than one hundred senior executives, and those with lower status... just need something to eat.
Willett waved his hand and asked people to prepare food quickly, then led people into the castle.
Anyway, as long as we take good care of the top batch, there won’t be any major problems with the others.
After all, Willett felt that if this small request was not met, these guys who had inexplicably huddled together would most likely rush up like hyenas and tear him apart.
Nearly ten leaders, from the spirit to the body, even the five senses can be blocked, he has no chance of winning...
Of course, this was also a scene deliberately created by Barton Urnot and others. If the other party knew their true state at the moment, it would probably cause other unfriendly effects.
Even though it looks miserable, I can't show it like this...
Otherwise, this seemingly "humble" Willett might be like a hyena that sees a weak point (anus) and might come up to fight at any time.
But as of now, their "performance" is still perfect, and the other party hasn't noticed too many problems.
At this point, everyone maintained an unspoken tacit understanding.
As long as they eat and get some rest, they will be able to quickly convert it into fighting power and gain a firm foothold.
At this moment, Willett, the "Son of Pain", looked at these ragged and extremely embarrassed "fellow citizens" and asked curiously:
"I haven't asked you yet, what happened to you? How did you become... like this?"
"'Miracle Life'." The new leader of the Crimson Sons, Dak, responded, "We are unlucky and were dragged into their field..."
Among the survivors, "miracle life" usually refers to those "lord aberrations" and "little miracles" that Colin knows...
After a pause, he added: "At least it is a mid-level 'miracle life' of other categories..."
The judgment of "miracle life" has always been rather vague, because the directions of "miracle life" are varied, and the higher the status, the stronger it is not necessarily.
But they usually judge by destructive power...
At this moment, everyone tacitly agreed not to tell each other that they were beaten like this by a group of survivors.
This is so embarrassing to say...
... Is there such a "miracle life"? It specifically kills the weak... ... Willett glanced at the huge group of people behind them.
There wasn't a single cannon fodder to be seen there, as if they had been screened, and their levels were clearly middle level or above.
"Is that the explosion from before?" Willett asked casually, mainly out of concern for whether that thing had followed...
If it gets worse, he should consider running away...
If a mid-level "Miracle Life" specifically targets someone, it will not be much weaker than the "Holy Anointing Army".