With a hint of anxiety, Sumo sat up and opened the game panel with his mind.

[Record]: It is detected that you have a letter from your ally Guzao Shuren Zhuling. Do you want to check it immediately?

"Check!"

Just like the letter the game prompted when Zhu Ling first sent the alliance application a week ago.

Seeing a small golden envelope reappearing in the upper right corner of the interface, as well as a pop-up game prompt, Sumo looked happy and directly clicked to view it.

There are still five days before the heavy snow arrives. I want to complete the alliance and attack the Blackstone Camp.

The speed must be fast!

Therefore, as early as yesterday's dinner time, after discussing with Chen Shen and others, Sumo directly sent a visit letter to Zhu Ling.

As for Zhu Ling, he didn't know whether it was because he was resting in the underworld or he was busy with something else. He couldn't reply to the letter until 11 o'clock in the evening. He didn't send the letter back until 4 o'clock in the morning.

[Record]: The letter is being read.

There is no high-end holographic scene like the last alliance. This time, after knowing the "real strength" of the depression, Zhu Ling kept a much lower profile.

As a few lines of small text reading the game flashed by, in the screen animation, the seal of the letter was slowly opened, revealing the lineup inside.

When in town, do as the Romans do.

The letter from Zhu Ling was written in standard Chinese characters.

There are not many words in the whole letter, but it is very beautiful and has a unique printing beauty.

"The powerful king of mankind, the lord of heaven, Your Excellency Somo, I am Zhu Ling, the lord of the ancient tree people."

"I already know your goodwill. In ancient times, Shuren needed powerful friends like Heaven. Friends from Heaven are also welcome to visit."

"Because of our status, you and I can't step out of our own territory and go to each other's territory. This is really a huge regret, but I believe that this friendly meeting will greatly deepen the connection between us and jointly fight against the coming crisis.

disaster"

"If it is convenient for you, please arrange for someone to go there as early as possible."

Throughout the entire text, Zhu Ling did not express too much of his emotions, only empty words and clichés.

But despite this, Sumo still keenly sensed a hint of caution and fear from the other party.

Obviously, the news Zhu Chuan brought back worked!

In the eyes of the ancient tree people, the strength of the depression at this time has increased infinitely, and it has the status of truly fighting against the gods.

After spending fifty disaster points again, he sent a reply to Zhu Ling. After confirming the number of people, time, and location, Sumo jumped up and got up.

Unlike the sneaky trip to the Demon Soul Clan's Free City, this trip to the tree people's territory can be described as an open and aboveboard "diplomacy" in the depression.

Similarly, this kind of strength seems to be equal, but in fact, the contact is unclear to both sides.

It is very likely to turn into an opportunity for mutual benefit, or it may turn into a life and death dispute between the two.

After much consideration, Sumo decided to lead the team himself.

After getting dressed and washing up, Somo gently stepped up to the second floor without disturbing Su Chan, who was still sleeping soundly.

In the cold winter, the four little ones in the shelter were not afraid of the cold at all.

Moore was still lying on the ground without any signs of sleeping, while Big Spark leaned on Moore and pressed his hands under his belly.

Only Oreo, who was alert, saw him coming and quickly shook his hair and stood up with excitement on his face.

"Hey, this weather is quite comfortable for you!"

With a happy and excited Oreo on his face, after going up to the empty first floor again, Somo slowly opened the door of the shelter.

call.

Another gust of cold wind blew by, making people shiver involuntarily.

It's not snowing, it's snowing. After yesterday's exposure to the sun, although today's ambient temperature is the same as yesterday, the body temperature can't help but drop another two or three degrees.

After closing the door behind you and walking up the high slope of the shelter again to look into the distance, you can clearly see it.

Very few people came out of the village early this morning. Only a few were fetching water to wash their faces, and they were shivering from the cold all the way.

Without boiler heating, the human body consumes too much heat at night, which will unconsciously stimulate the nerve center and release the need for rest to reduce unnecessary heat consumption.

This is true on earth, and it is also true in the wasteland of the apocalypse.

Maintaining a good habit of morning exercise, Sumo first went for a five-kilometer cross-country run with Oreos, and did not stop until he was sweating all over.

Then, using his arm instead of the gun, he spent another half an hour practicing the routines in the Su family's gun. He returned to the village when eight o'clock arrived.

There were obviously more people here than before, and at least 80% of the people were already hurriedly washing up and tidying up their housework.

Even the canteen at the back of the village was already steaming with steam, and it was obviously time for breakfast in the morning.

"Hey, Li Hu, you went out to practice too?"

When the cold outside world and the body after exercise are stimulated, steam will evaporate like water boiling.

Just as he sat down in the cafeteria, Sumo couldn't help but smile when he saw Li Hu walking in who was in a similar condition to his own.

"Yes, Director, now that my body has healed, I will feel panicked if I don't practice for a day."

"No, if you can't sleep, just get up and practice!"

The same man sat down, picked up the tea on the table and drank it all. The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Oh, the director is in a good mood today. It seems like there is an answer?"

Not long after, as more and more people walked into the cafeteria, and several management personnel also came in, the table became lively.

"Yes, Chen Shen, please make arrangements later. The people I mentioned yesterday will be found for me. I will take them to visit the tree people's territory later."

"Let's see how strong our neighbor is!"

Chen paused: "Director, last time we pretended so much, there won't be any problems this time, right?"

"Don't worry, the reason why we pretended they could believe it is because as long as the previous record is still there, let alone if I go there this time, there will be no problem!"

He waved his hand casually, and what he said was "Yun Dan Feng Qing". When the others saw it, they immediately felt relieved.

Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relationships.

As long as the tree people are not pig-brained, before they have a thorough understanding of the strength of the depression, there will definitely be no harm but no benefit to quarreling with each other.
Chapter completed!