"What are you doing out there?
Come back! "As Han Sen approached the town, someone shouted at him from the top of the gate.
Han Sen did not know what was going on, but when he entered the town, he noticed everyone looked sad. It seemed as if something bad had happened.
It was a small town, and it was a knight-class shelter. There were not many humans, only twenty or thirty in total. In the Third God's Sanctuary, it was already quite impressive for a small town like this to have twenty or thirty humans in it.
"Big Brother, what happened here?" Han Sen asked a middle-aged man.
"Why haven't I seen you before? Are you new here?" The middle-aged man looked at Han Sen and asked.
"I just got here," Han Sen answered.
"Then you are very unlucky. It is a good thing that you were randomly sent to a human shelter, but I am afraid our shelter is no longer safe." The middle-aged man sighed.
"Why is it no longer safe?" Han Sen quickly asked.
The middle-aged man helplessly said, "There used to be only one spirit shelter around here. Twenty years ago, we took it down, and so many people came to live here.
However, a few days ago, in the mountains in the north, a creature came here and found our shelter. The creature belonged to a noble spirit shelter in the mountains. The owner of the spirit shelter has decided to attack us, and he will be here in a few days. "
"How do you know all this?" Han Sen was surprised.
Logically speaking, they should not have known about the existence of the aristocratic shelter.
"There are humans in that spirit shelter. He risked his life to inform us, so we could think of a way to deal with it.
But we have so few people, so we cannot think of a way to deal with it. Right now, we are discussing whether we should abandon the town or fight it out with the spirit, "the middle-aged man said.
Han Sen finally understood what was going on. There were only twenty or thirty humans, and none of them were strong. It was impossible for them to fight an entire noble shelter.
As he was thinking, a bell rang in the town square.
"Let's go. Elder Huang is gathering everyone," the middle-aged man said as he walked towards the square.
The people in the city all walked towards the square. Han Sen also followed them to the square.
Normally, when a newcomer arrived, there would definitely be many people asking about his situation. But now, no one was in the mood to ask. None of them had a smile on their faces. They looked very serious.
The one who rang the bell was an old man with white hair and beard. He should be the Elder Huang that the middle-aged man was talking about.
When Elder Huang saw that everyone had arrived, he looked around and found a new face like Han Sen. However, he didn't say much. Now wasn't the time to entertain a newcomer.
"Everyone should have thought about it for the past two days. There's not much time left. Now, let's vote to decide whether to leave or fight." Elder Huang looked at the crowd and said, "Those who agree to leave, raise your hand."
Twenty to thirty people looked at each other, and in the end, most of them raised their hands.
"It's good that you're leaving. Let's go back and pack up. We'll leave tomorrow," Elder Huang said bitterly.
Elder Huang finished speaking, but no one left. Everyone knew that leaving was the best choice. If they stayed, only death would await them.
But if they left the shelter, they didn't know where to go. They didn't know what their fate would be.
Some of the older people had been there for ten to twenty years. Many of them were the main force that took down this shelter. Now that they were asked to leave, they felt very sad.
"Let's go back."
Elder Huang's face was full of helplessness. No one wanted to leave. They had been there for twenty to thirty years, and it was like a second home to them. But if they didn't leave, they'd die. Reality was cruel, and there was no room for negotiation.
That was, unless they were willing to submit to the spirit and become her servant. But that also depended on whether or not the spirit would want them. If the spirit did not want them, even if they were willing to submit, they would still die.
Rather than put their fates in the hands of the aliens, they'd rather leave. At least their fates were in their own hands, and they didn't have to be slaves to the aliens.
But understanding was one thing. Abandoning his family and business to leave, the discomfort and uneasiness in his heart was another thing.
Han Sen kept an eye on the lifeforces of these people. Although they weren't all that strong, they weren't bad. There were only twenty or thirty of them, but they weren't all that bad.
Han Sen thought for a moment, stood up, and said, "Elders, can you listen to me for a moment?"
Everyone looked at Han Sen. Elder Huang had noticed the newcomer, and he nodded. "If you have anything to say, then say it. We're all family here. There's no need to be afraid."
"I think we should fight." Han Sen looked at everyone's faces and said, "I think we should fight."
Old Huang gave a wry smile and said, "Young man, I understand how you feel. But there is an aristocrat spirit in that spirit shelter. He has at least fifteen mutant creatures and aristocrat spirits under his command. Even if he only brought half of them with him, I don't think we can fight them all. If we fight, I'm afraid none of us will survive."
"Do you think we'd leave if we could fight?" someone asked.
Han Sen was going to say something, but the young man next to Elder Huang suddenly pointed at Han Sen and said, "Are you Han Sen?"
"I am Han Sen." Han Sen nodded.
"Little Yu, do you know this young man?" Elder Huang asked the young man.
"Han Sen. He is Han Sen, President Ji's son-in-law. The one who defeated the royal shura," Little Yu said with excitement.
When Little Yu said this, some of the younger people recognized Han Sen. The older people, who did not pay much attention to such things, had heard of Han Sen before. They looked at him with surprise.
"If you all want to fight, I'm willing to help you defend this shelter. When we win, we can go back and take down the royal shelter," Han Sen said.
"Little Han, we want to do that, too. But how are we supposed to fight?
With our power, we can't even defend this shelter. "Elder Huang looked at Han Sen and shook his head.
"Do you think we can defend this shelter with this Dragon-Blood Snake?" Han Sen summoned the Dragon-Blood Snake.