For this reason, Song Lan felt that such behavior needed his full support even more.
"It seems you have a good plan."
Lu Xiang stared at him intently, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.
From what she knew about Song Lan, whenever this Dumb Bird began to talk big, it meant that he had already thought of a strategy, and all these actions could be understood as a Salted Fish's struggle with itself.
As a Salted Fish who would lie down rather than stand if possible, Song Lan was looking for a suitable reason to exercise his initiative.
In this way, he would not be violating the "Salted Fish Raising Manual" he authored.
"You mentioned earlier that we can't possibly assign people to every city now, they can't solve the problem and are very likely to be ambushed by the cultists."
Song Lan paused then said, "So, we simply need to change our approach and get all the cultists to come to us."
"Get them to come to us? But how could we achieve that?"
