This significantly upgraded the actors' risk compared to the previous conjecture.
The intricate exchange showed that they could come up with a splendid plan, and the existence of hot weapons had simply turned their skin into slightly thicker paper.
The only reassuring thing was that there weren't many of these 'dwarves'.
At least, not yet.
"Shall we proceed with the plan?" Jing Huashui glanced at the people around him.
"Although we don't understand their language, maybe....we can still communicate." Lan Xing pinched his hair at the forehead,"As long as we can communicate, we can buy more time. Then all we need is to wait in the safe room we set up last night until time runs out."
"Hmm...That's a good guess. Why don't you try?" Qian Cangyi turned his head and looked at Lan Xing.
"I'll try if the opportunity presents itself." Lan Xing didn't refuse.
