manynovel Chapter 1309 Discussing Tactics
Chapter 1309 Discussing Tactics
The widow looked at the mad doctor, a slender cigarette between her fingers, the smoke rising gently in the dim light.
She took a drag, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and her narrow eyes were full of suspicion.
Are you sure other people will actually take the doctor's advice?
Her voice wasn't loud, but in this relatively quiet corner, every word was clearly audible.
It wasn't that Widow West didn't understand the Mad Doctor's suggestion; it was just that Widow West knew too much about the contractors of the Paradise of Reincarnation.
To put it bluntly, these guys are a bunch of lawless bastards. Expecting them to follow orders is, frankly, a lot of difficult.
Having spent so many years in the Paradise of Reincarnation, she has seen too many people fail when they try to become leaders.
At the very beginning of the war, someone stood in front of the crowd and gave a passionate speech. After listening, the people below went about their business and no one took his orders seriously.
Someone tried to direct others to cooperate during the battle, but no one paid attention to him no matter how much he shouted. In the end, he was stabbed in the back.
Some people tried to use force to suppress others in order to establish their authority, but they were immediately beaten down by three strangers.
The rules of the Paradise of Reincarnation are simple: whoever has the bigger fist gets to call the shots, but that applies to battles.
When there are no enemies, everyone is equal, and no one is more noble than anyone else.
The mad doctor pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light under the lamp.
"It would be a bit difficult if it were you, Bai Ye, or even them, but it's different with the doctor. Most people would be willing to listen to him."
He said this in a calm tone, as if stating a fact that had already been verified.
"Why?" Widow West frowned slightly, flicking her fingers lightly on the rim of the ashtray, sending ash drifting onto the metal surface.
"Because doctors saved most of them."
"You think those people followed the medic just because he gave the rally signal? No. It's because they know that by staying with the medic, they'll be treated if they're wounded, and someone will lend a hand if they're on the verge of death. On the battlefield, that reason is more effective than any order."
Widow west remained silent for a moment, then stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray.
A wisp of smoke rose from the bottom of the cigarette and then dissipated into the air.
"Then give it a try."
The mad doctor didn't say anything more. He stood up from his chair, turned around, and walked to the other side of the cafeteria.
On the other side of the self-service restaurant is a large open space with dozens of alloy dining tables and simple chairs.
The contractors of the Samsara Paradise sat here in twos and threes. Some were eating with plates in their hands, some were leaning back in their chairs with their eyes closed, some were sleeping on the table, and a few were squatting in the corner smoking.
The air was filled with the aroma of food mixed with the smell of tobacco, and the clinking of cutlery and the low murmur of conversation created a noisy but not jarring buzz.
The mad doctor walked across several tables and stopped in the middle of the crowd.
He looked around, his gaze sweeping across the faces of the people. Some noticed his arrival, looked up at him, and then lowered their heads to continue eating.
Some people simply didn't even look at it, as if the person didn't exist.
The other contractors merely glanced at the mad doctor upon his arrival, continuing to eat and drink as usual. Everyone was here to risk their lives in the war world; no one was more noble than anyone else.
The reason for recommending these individuals is solely because they possess outstanding abilities and are likely to play a role in combat.
If the mad doctor were to stand here today and declare that he wants to be the leader and command everyone, this group would most likely get up and leave in the next second, leaving him standing there alone to perform a monologue.
But that's not what the mad doctor wanted to say.
He cleared his throat, his voice not loud, but every word was clearly audible in the noisy environment.
"The physician will be the leader this time."
"All other plans will also be developed around the physicians."
After he finished speaking, a few scattered claps rang out throughout the venue.
Someone tapped the rim of the bowl with chopsticks, making a crisp clinking sound.
Someone raised their glass and waved it in Lin Yi's direction before tilting their head back and drinking it all in one gulp.
The applause was sparse, and the clapping of bowls was intermittent, but no one stood up to object, no one showed any dissatisfaction, and no one even frowned.
Under normal circumstances, everyone would have assumed that no one agreed with the mad doctor's suggestion, because the applause was hardly enthusiastic and the banging of the bowls was hardly synchronized.
However, this is the Paradise of Reincarnation. After seeing this scene, Widow West realized that most people did not have any objection to Lin Yi becoming the leader.
She knows these people's temperaments all too well.
Logically, if someone elects an unpopular leader, the entire arena would immediately descend into chaos.
Chairs will fly up, fists will smash into faces, blades will stab from unknown directions, and blood will splatter on the table, mixed with spilled soup and broken cutlery.
That's how the contractors of the Reincarnation Paradise express their dissatisfaction.
No hiding anything, no backstabbing, just a direct refusal, a slap in the face. If you can do it, then do it; if you can't, then get out. It's that simple.
The fact that everyone can still sit down and eat and drink, and that not a single person stands up to object, is enough to show that Lin Yi has won the hearts of the people.
It wasn't because he had the biggest fist, or because he was the best fighter, but because everyone present understood one thing—on this battlefield, Lin Yi's abilities were everyone's insurance.
As long as he doesn't fall, they still have a way out.
The mad doctor stood there for a few seconds, and only after confirming that there were no objections did he turn around, walk back to the dining table, and sit down in the chair.
He picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip, then looked at Widow West, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.
Any more questions?
Widow West took a new women's cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, put it in her mouth, and lit it with a lighter.
She took a deep breath, and smoke billowed from her nostrils, slowly dissipating into the air.
She shook her head and didn't say anything.
Lin Yi sat in the corner of the dining table and hadn't said a word since the beginning.
His expression remained unchanged; he didn't even flinch when he heard the mad doctor utter those words.
It wasn't because he didn't care, but because he already knew it would turn out this way.
The way the dozen or so contractors followed him on his way from the wasteland to the base camp already told him everything.
The mad doctor's suggestion merely brought the matter to the forefront, confirming in words a fact that had long existed.
Lin Yi shifted his gaze from the mad doctor to Su Xiao.
Su Xiao sat opposite him, leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed over her chest.
Lin Yi noticed that the dean next to him was exchanging glances with Su Xiao.
The dean glanced at Su Xiao, who slightly raised her eyelids. The dean then gestured towards the mad doctor, and Su Xiao's lips twitched very slightly.
It seemed the two were communicating via a private channel. Lin Yi didn't listen to what they were saying, nor did he need to; Su Xiao would simply state her intentions directly.
About a minute later, the dean cleared his throat. The cough wasn't loud, but it was deliberate.
The dean sat up straight, placing his hands on the edge of the table.
"We can begin."
The mad doctor nodded, then raised his hands from the table, fingers spread, palms facing up, and placed them about ten centimeters above the table.
Lin Yi's gaze fell on those hands, or more precisely, on the mad doctor's palms.
There was a mark slowly appearing, from blurry to clear, from pale red to blood red, and finally taking shape completely in the dazzling red light.
It was a blood-red Ф brand.
The mark of the Cycle of Reincarnation is on every contractor; it represents your identity, your belonging, and your destiny.
The Ф mark on the mad doctor's right palm flickered a few times in the blood-red light, and then began to change.
The crimson color began to fade from the center of the brand, spreading outwards like the receding tide, revealing a brand new mark underneath.
It was a deep blue brand.
The mark of Apocalypse Paradise.
At the same time, on the map, the Mad Doctor's identity instantly changed from a green friendly force marker to an enemy force marker.
Lin Yi's gaze lingered on the mad doctor's palm for a moment, then he looked up at the mad doctor.
The mad doctor met his gaze, his lips slowly parting to reveal his gleaming white teeth.
That smile contained pride, excitement, and an indescribable sense of joy.
“Apocalypse, Holy Light, Death, Sanctuary, Watch, Reincarnation.” The mad doctor’s voice was soft, but every word seemed to strike the eardrums of everyone present.
"I possess all six marks."
After saying this, he turned his hands over so that the backs of his hands were facing up.
The brand marks on the back of my hand are gradually appearing, arranged from my wrist toward my fingertips, each brand mark having a different color and shape.
Six marks, six colors.
They coexist in the mad doctor's palm, their energies repelling and suppressing each other, forming a delicate balance.
Looking at the branding marks, Lin Yi had already made a judgment.
He acquired these marks by killing contractors from other parks.
This is not something an ordinary contractor can do. Killing contractors from other parks is difficult enough, let alone taking their marks from their corpses.
Lin Yi would never believe that this was not due to the protection of the Paradise of Reincarnation.
The mad doctor noticed Lin Yi's gaze and his smile deepened.
He pulled his hands back and placed them crossed on the table.
Just then, the notification sound from the Paradise of Reincarnation rang in Lin Yi's ears.
[Note: A "suspected violator" has been detected. The Hunter must monitor this Contractor's behavior. If such a Contractor betrays the Hunter, the Hunter must immediately eliminate this violator.]
Lin Yi shifted his gaze from the prompt and returned it to the mad doctor's face.
The mad doctor's smile remained unchanged, but Lin Yi noticed that his eyelids twitched slightly.
[The Reincarnation Paradise has been notarized.]
[During the notarization process at the Void Tree, it was confirmed that the Paradise of Reincarnation did not send any seventh-tier contractors to forcibly enter this world. This notarization is now complete.]
After reading these two prompts, Lin Yi understood the meaning of the Void Tree.
The notarization of the Void Tree is significant, as it clearly favors the Paradise of Reincarnation.
This is not unfair; rather, the other four paradises are already prepared to send seventh-tier contractors into this world.
The Paradise of Reincarnation did not do so, therefore the Mad Doctor's abilities were notarized by the Void Tree, which was a very fair ruling.
If the other four Paradises are not prepared to teleport seventh-tier contractors, the Void Tree will not grant the Mad Doctor this notarization.
But since they have made this preparation, the Void Tree must give the Paradise of Reincarnation an equal bargaining chip.
As for why the Paradise of Reincarnation doesn't forcibly send seventh-tier contractors into this world, the reason is simple: it's unnecessary.
Putting aside Su Xiao's combat strength, the 100,000-strong divine army within Lin Yi's divine kingdom alone would be enough to give the forces here a hard time.
Although seventh-tier contractors are strong, they cannot withstand the overwhelming surge of 100,000 sixth-tier gods.
Moreover, the Beast Continent has spatial suppression, so a seventh-tier contractor's strength will be suppressed to the peak of the sixth tier after entering, and the gap between them and a sixth-tier contractor is not as big as imagined.
Rather than sending in a seventh-tier contractor who gets suppressed, it's better to let a sixth-tier contractor come in with their trump cards.
This is the plan of the Paradise of Reincarnation: simple and direct, without any fancy elements.
Lin Yi withdrew his gaze and looked at the dean.
The dean was leaning back in his chair, his hands clasped over his stomach, his eyes half-open and half-closed, like an old fox basking in the sun.
He looked relaxed, but Lin Yi knew he had been observing the reactions of everyone present when the mad doctor displayed the brand.
Lin Yi instantly understood the dean's idea; the old guy was planning a counter-espionage scheme.
The Mad Doctor possesses the ability to be branded with the Six Directions Paradise. If he obtains notarization from the Void Tree, he can infiltrate whichever direction he wants.
He could infiltrate the headquarters of Apocalypse Paradise with the mark of Apocalypse Paradise, and infiltrate the territory of Holy Light Paradise with the mark of Holy Light Paradise, and no one would notice, because the mark was the best proof of identity.
By then, the mad doctor could spread false information within the enemy camp, create chaos at crucial moments, and stab them in the back when the battle begins.
The value of what one person can do in a war can sometimes be greater than that of an entire army.
All of this is predicated on the mad doctor obtaining notarization from the Void Tree.
Without notarization, the other Paradise marks on him are just scrap metal; the Void Tree won't recognize them, and the defense systems of the other Paradises will detect the anomaly.
Now that the notarization has been completed, the rest depends on how the dean plans things out.
"You decide which side to deal with first, Dean. You're better at this." The mad doctor leaned back in his chair, crossed his hands behind his head, and tilted his head to look at the dean.
His tone was casual, as if he were asking what to eat for dinner.
Widow west was also smiling, and there was an indescribable excitement in her smile.
With the mad doctor's abilities, as long as he gets notarized by the Paradise of Reincarnation, he can infiltrate whichever side he wants.
This means that the Paradise of Reincarnation has gained a trump card that will always be hidden in the shadows in this war. When to use this card, on whom to use it, and with what force, all depend on the Dean's plan. (End of Chapter)