World-Ending Demon Emperor

Suo Lun said, "How much grain does the Yan Mo have stored in the Thunder Archipelago?"

Haigang said, "Not little, but probably not much either. Yan Mo always prides himself on being unbeatable at sea, believing there will never be a shortage of food. When needed, he simply takes it by force, extorting those around or even receiving regular shipments of grain from merchant caravans to the Thunder Archipelago. Moreover, the archipelago is humid, making it unsuitable for storing grain."

Suo Lun said, "How much grain does he have, exactly?"

Haigang said, "With nearly a hundred thousand Yan Tribe people originally, he generally stored enough food for just over a month. After this battle and the significant defeat of the Yan Mo, only about fifty thousand of the elderly, weak, and Rock Pirates remain. Therefore, the stockpiled grain should last for about two months."

Suo Lun said, "I don’t have time to wait two months."

Haigang said, "There’s no need to wait two months. This time Yan Mo not only suffered defeat, but he also abandoned his comrades and lost all credibility; morale is at rock bottom. Once we besiege the Thunder Archipelago, the Yan Tribe will undoubtedly confront intensified internal conflicts when pressed into a corner. At that point, we can work on dividing them from within. Perhaps in less than half a month, Yan Mo will surely be doomed!"

Suo Lun gazed at Haigang.

Felt uneasy inside, Haigang said, "These are just my humble opinions. I will follow your command in all matters."

Suo Lun sighed. Haigang’s plan was unquestionably the best, neither aggressive nor risky, and very effective.

At this moment, Haigang appeared so wise and insightful. Then why, a moment ago, was the same Haigang so foolishly stupid?

Humans truly are very strange creatures. Once blinded by self-interest or swayed by emotions, they are capable of incredibly foolish acts.