"How can we possibly win this?"
Bai Zhen and Wang Ning were both a bit shocked.
"Yeah, how can we possibly win this?" Zhao Bowen picked up a cup of water from the coffee table and drank it without caring whose it was, "But whoever it is doesn't care so much, no matter if Hei Yue is an alien or whatever, just do it, that's all. You guys have no idea how big a move this bunch has secretly made. The plans they put forward are terrifying. They want to deploy nuclear bombs in orbit beforehand, like laying a minefield, waiting for Hei Yue to arrive and then blow it up. The preliminary estimate for the first deployment plan is to launch twelve thousand nuclear bombs."
"Didn't you persuade them?" Bai Zhen asked, "Where's your silver tongue?"
"I'm not Zhuge Liang, how can I debate with a group of scholars from Jiangdong?" Old Zhao shook his head, "It's the first time I've met someone who slams the table louder than I do; I can't out-slam them."
