"Next, follow my command. Use the wood and stone you have to build cover—so long as it can block that hook, we win. Then use cultivation techniques, blueprints, and such as bait. As long as he gets a bit closer to us, we'll contaminate him and turn him into one of the weird. The outside world is vast and boundless—we'll have great prospects out there!"
"Nice idea! Then we just have to put on a show, right? No need to actually write any more cultivation techniques or pill formulas?"
"No. Not only do we have to write, we have to write them seriously. That kid is sharp as hell—we absolutely cannot slip up and anger him."
The weird ones huddled together, busy chopping trees and hauling rocks to build fortifications; they also rushed about copying and drafting cultivation techniques, pill formulas, and various blueprints, so busy they were running around like headless flies.
