Liu Zhengyang first placed the altar, then injected energy into it to activate the altar.

In an instant, a strange force emanated from the altar and then spread in all directions, quickly covering the entire alliance. As long as the monks in the alliance were basically able to feel the existence of this strange force and its impact on the body.

Seeing that the altar had the expected effect, Liu Zhengyang couldn't help but smile.

To a certain extent, the current effect of this altar is obviously far better than that of the savage tribe at that time.

Just take some time, it can greatly increase the physical strength of monks.

At that time, even if they face Doumen monks of the same level, they may not suffer any losses.

However, when Liu Zhengyang thought about it, he suddenly remembered another thing.

If the power of the altar is allowed to spread at will, it can naturally slowly spread to the entire alliance. However, just like when he was in the Savage Tribe, the result of this is that the closer the place to the altar is, the more resources the monks get and the faster their strength grows.

At that time, the stronger the stronger the weaker the weaker the weaker.

That was obviously not what Liu Zhengyang wanted to see.

Liu Zhengyang was lowering his head and thinking about his solution. Zhang Feng and others who followed him had already interrupted.

"Liu Zhengyang, you can't do this." Zhang Feng frowned and pondered, and said at the same time: "Although it is an inevitable process to slowly widen the gap between monks, after all, everyone has different talents, but it is not good for you to have a gap from the beginning."

The leader of Panmen said, "To be honest, there is a headache inside my Panmen. When more and more powerful monks join forces, they will want to get more benefits. The result is that if the people in charge are not strong enough, they will be undermined by them."

With the current strength of the Pan Sect Master, of course he doesn't have to worry about that kind of thing happening.

However, it is still easy to see a big trend.

When powerful monks unite and want to get enough resources, but the resources are not enough, they will definitely extend their knife to the weak monks. As a result, it is the model of the Danhui, and a very small number of senior management intercepted most of the resources.

This is obviously unfair to the monks at the bottom.

People like Zhang Feng will definitely not be able to grow up under that system because of insufficient resources.

Zhong Qinglei hugged his hands and directly acted as a hand-shaking manager and said, "Fortunately, I am not a person in charge, so I don't have to worry about such headaches. However, with Liu Zhengyang's intelligence and talent, you must deal with it, right? Anyway, you have experience in managing such things."

Liu Zhengyang glanced at Zhong Qinglei and was speechless.

Did Zhong Qinglei think things too simple?

If it is that simple, with the talents of Zhang Feng and the leader of Pan Sect, there will be no need to worry.

Zhang Feng and the leader of Pan Sect had the same idea and glared at Zhong Qinglei fiercely.

Fortunately, Liu Zhengyang has indeed figured out the method.

He smiled calmly and said, "The solution is indeed not without it. He can even use the defensive formations that were arranged before. Then, I will first improve the formation and let the altar play its due role. Treasures like it should not be eaten in my warehouse!"
Chapter completed!