The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

In fact, Zhao Yin has gone out several times recently, whether to go to the secret realm or to steal home.

None of the team members could fight alongside him.

Even the nine core members who had evolved into semi-ancestors were not strong enough to participate in the battle between gods...

At this moment, Zhao Yin looked at the bonfire calmly, his dark eyes reflecting the fire...

It had been a long time since he had thought so calmly.

There are some things that need to be considered carefully!

Although he didn't want to think about it...

At this moment, he was still recalling the journey of stealing homes and fighting with alien races.

It seemed as if he still couldn't get out of it...

The scenes seemed to be replayed in Zhao Yin's eyes...

At this moment, everyone fell silent when they saw Zhao Yin lost in thought.

Everyone felt that there was something unusual about Zhao Yin today.

Only Yuanbaoer took out the royal bee gold paste, smeared it on the god-level alien meat, put it on the fire rack, and roasted it until it sizzled with oil.

Endless god-level factors and pure vitality dissipated with the heat...

Zhao Yin thought a lot and suddenly understood something!

"In a war between races, the true determinant of victory or defeat lies in the number of troops, only secondary."

"The real main force is only the top life and equipment within each tribe!"

Now, the enemy Zhao Yin has to face is no longer a sea of ​​corpses, and the previously planned route needs to be changed immediately!

At this moment, he remembered a lot...

I remembered that ever since I awakened my supernatural power, I have become accustomed to fighting alone.

The reason for this is that there are not many strong people in the team who can truly follow in his footsteps.

I remembered that even Qinglang was now left far behind by him...

He remembered that after taking over the Wood Clan's clone, the gap between him and his subordinates became even wider and wider...

"Now, I'm not facing a doomsday survival, nor am I facing an endless sea of ​​corpses..."

"Most of the time, the threats to me are god-level beings, not endless alien armies!"

"If resources are spread too thinly, the team will be strong, but it will be difficult to cultivate a truly top-tier combat force!"

It's not that he realized it too late...

But Zhao Yin never thought of giving up training any person or beast under his command!

No matter who he gave up, it would be unfair. The reluctance deep in his soul made him ignore his own problems for a long time.

There is nothing wrong with working as a team and cultivating subordinates.

Zhao Yin’s long-term development to where he is today is inseparable from his previous thinking.

But now, the situation is different. As his own strength soars, he needs to change, at least temporarily!

After making up his mind, Zhao Yin immediately began to think about who he should allocate the next resources to, and who he should...give up?

First of all, there are the 100,000 Da Xia disciples. The resources they have obtained are already in the third echelon. There is no need to change. It is good enough as long as they are in the third echelon.

Next is the herd...

“A herd…!”

Zhao Yin's mind flashed with the images of six giant rats and eighteen vultures...

They were his contracted beasts, following him from the very beginning of the apocalypse, through countless storms and bloodshed...

Zhao Yin gritted his teeth and made a decision in his heart: "The pseudo-mutant beasts are also very strong and obedient... but there are too many of them. Next, I will only shift my resources to the fifteen mutant beasts first!"

"Only in this way can the fifteen mutant beasts catch up with me!"

"Train the mutant beasts to strengthen the combat power around me, and then consider the pseudo-mutant beast group!"

After making the decision, Zhao Yin no longer thought about the beasts.

His eyes quietly swept across the faces illuminated by the bonfire in front of him.

Song Xiaodao, Ning Yue, Jiang Xiner...Liu Shun, Uncle Ahai!

Zhao Yin's eyes swept over everyone.

"Liu Shun, Uncle Ahai, Awan, and Xiaoying are not good at fighting. They should not go into battle for the time being!"

"Lily will have to take care of the children, Dandan likes to refine weapons, Xiaodao likes to brew wine, Ningyue and Xiner have to take care of the beasts... They shouldn't accompany me on adventures anymore!"

"Although Yuan Bao'er is extremely powerful, he is too young and has no combat experience, so he stays in the core world."

"Liu Zifan and Zhao Dehai are the most qualified cannon fodder... but we need them to lead the 100,000 Great Xia disciples. These two will also remain in the Core World...!"

"Lu Ling's abilities surpass those of Xiao Dao and the others. Her talent for collecting corpses is also the one I need most on the battlefield... Among those I train, she is one of them!"

"The one who needs to be trained the most, the first choice, is Qinglang, the second is Ye Zang, and the third is Bai Wei...!"

These three people seemed to be born for fighting.

At the same time, their status in Zhao Yin's heart is not as good as those weak points...

If they don't go for something risky, who will?

"There are also Song Xiaojian and Guaisun, both of whom are gifted. Like Qinglang, they are both top fighters!"

"Zombie King Niu Feng, his IQ is too low, so he's placed in the second tier!"

At this moment, Zhao Yin had even figured out how to allocate resources.

From now on, in addition to Zhao Yin’s own consumption of the Extraordinary Purple Crystal, it is also necessary to strengthen the training of Qinglang, Ye Zang, Bai Wei, and Lu Ling.

A portion of the god-level alien flesh was left for the girls. The rest, besides what Zhao Yin consumed himself, was digested by the three Qinglangs, Lu Ling, the two corpse demons, and the fifteen mutant beasts...

The divine base was digested by mutant beasts and corpse demons.

In addition to these top-level resources, the second-tier quasi-god-level alien meat was distributed to the pseudo-mutant beast group and other core members.

The meat of the inferior demigod-level alien races... was distributed to the pig tribe and the 100,000 disciples of Daxia!

Now, he has countless alien flesh and blood in his hands!

Even the 100,000 women brought back from the corpse demon world ate SS-level and above alien meat every day.

Although Zhao Yin has divided the classes, compared to other human races, in this core world, the lowest-paid people are still better off than any human race in any larger world...

The weakest force in his hands, the 100,000 Daxia warriors, each of them also possesses an SSS-level life level!

If a war breaks out, they can form a ancestral formation and easily kill alien demigods!

Even junior quasi-gods would have to flee when faced with them...

……

Zhao Yin came to his senses, looked around, and found that everyone was looking at him.

"Zhao Yin, you have something on your mind!"

Ning Yue bent down, her long hair falling down.

In the firelight, her eyelashes were clearly visible and dense, like the wings of a flying butterfly.

Zhao Yin smiled and calmly told everyone what was in his mind.

Now that the decision has been made, there is nothing to hide.

"I thought it was something else!"

Song Xiaodao seemed to be relieved: "Zhao Yin, you can make the decision on our affairs. Anyway, we are all kings of the human race. As long as we don't steal from other races, who dares to bully us?"

"Husband, with you around, as long as we have food to eat and clothes to wear, that is the greatest happiness!" Zhou Lili said gently.