Immortal In the Front Chapter 58

"I am someone who can help you."

The group of people below were distracted for a moment. Groups of rotting corpses swarmed over them. They were busy killing them. The sudden voice caught them off guard and they were a little confused: "Come out!"

Nolan Rong seemed to be in a trance, standing on the edge of the cliff, his robes fluttering without wind. If he could solve the problem remotely, he would naturally not show up and put himself in danger.

"You are not planning to give advice to that group of people here. Do you want to point out a way to survive or keep them from turning into corpses? What's the method? Tell me. I can't hear you speaking through telepathy, so how can I know that it's your credit?" The fat man grinned, with a dark light in his narrowed eyes, and said to Nolan Rong.

"If they are willing to listen to me, there is a 70% chance of success." Nolan Rong said perfunctorily, unable to concentrate.