The night is getting darker.

The green leather train was driving in the wilderness, its lights flickering, and it continued to follow the winding railway towards the Tianyuan territory.

Under the leadership of Wang Quan, Sumo passed through several slightly quiet carriages and arrived at the conductor's cabin at the very back of the train.

"Go in, I'll find another place to make ends meet tonight."

"Trouble!" Sumo smiled apologetically.

"Huh, who made you the favorite of Master Feng Long!"

Patting Sumo on the shoulder, Wang Quan had an indescribable emotion on his face.

However, before entering the door, he couldn't help but add:

"Haha, Youzong, if you take off one day, don't forget your brother Wang and me!"

"Definitely, definitely!"

Boom.

After receiving Sumo's promise, Wang Quan was very satisfied and closed the door from the outside to isolate the noise from the train.

Looking in along the slightly dark bedside light.

Huang Xiaojuan, who was brought here first, was already lying on the bed in confusion and fell into sleep. It was obvious that Liu Heping's brazen attack at noon had frightened her badly.

Oreo, on the other hand, was still lying in front of the window, looking energetically at the scenery flying back outside the window.

Seeing Somo tiptoeing over, she raised her head and let out a slightly excited bark.

"Hey, are we already at the outskirts of the Wanli Mountains?"

Looking out the window and discovering the mountains wrapped in dark shadows at the end of the field of view, Somo sat down with a smile and leaned on the bed.

Compared with the benches in the train, the conductor's cabin in King Power is obviously much more comfortable.

There was a large bed measuring 1.8 meters, with as many as eight layers of quilts. They were as soft as latex mattresses in civilized times.

However, at this time, Sumo's mind was not filled with these comfortable touches, but with the many important information Feng Long revealed before leaving.

"If it is true as Feng Long said, the world will slowly develop like this, that would be too desperate!"

Different from the many dungeons I entered before, after understanding more of the secrets of the wasteland.

Sumo already has countless questions in his mind about the reality of the world he currently lives in.

Judging from Feng Long's performance, it was difficult for Su Morgan to find a trace of simulation on him, just like

He has really lived in this world step by step for eight years!

As for other people and the development of the world line, Somo could not find any flaws to prove that this was just a simulated world.

"Let's not think about so many things. The premise of everything is that I can complete the mission and lead the territory to survive this zombie attack disaster."

"Otherwise, on the premise that I cannot reveal my identity in any way, there is no point in worrying."

When I think about this world, I will soon meet Su Chan seven years later, and maybe even meet my parents who have already arrived.

Instead, Sumo became nervous.

He can remember his family, but his family cannot remember him.

When he thought that in the eyes of the other party, he might just be a newcomer with some potential, Sumo shook his head repeatedly and forced himself to close his eyes.

After a while.

Along with the clatter of the train, Somo's steady breathing sounded in the quiet carriage.

A night of silence.

I don’t know if it’s because of the psionic water, or because I completely let go of my worries.

That night, Soma slept extremely soundly, and the mental fatigue he had felt since his arrival was almost completely gone.

Get up, wash up, and have breakfast.

Feng Long rushed over impatiently, and the two of them got together and continued to conduct more detailed research on the improved version of the Su family gun.

On the way, when taking a rest, Feng Long would also convey some information intentionally or unintentionally, and conduct small tests.

But unfortunately, due to the limitations of the game, Sumo answered very conservatively this time.

Whenever there is any question that involves revealing one's identity, one can only force it through with a vague haha.

From morning to noon, and from noon to evening.

There were no other entertainment activities on the train, so Feng Long simply sent people to clear out a carriage specifically for the two of them to compete with each other on their marksmanship skills.

Only this time, Feng Long directly ordered after clearing the venue that no one was allowed to come and watch.

The reason is quite simple.

Just one night passed, and as Somo became familiar with the improved marksmanship, he began to fall into a disadvantage, and he could no longer roam around like before.

If the two of them were to fight to the death in their current state, it’s still unclear who would win!

"No fight, no fight!"

"You are such a fucking freak. If you continue like this, I will become your punching bag!"

Seeing Wang Quan finally coming over with supper, Feng Long dropped the wooden gun in his hand and ran away. He was not as happy as yesterday.

People are more infuriating than others.

After realizing that he had studied martial arts for several years and that the opponent could catch up in just one night, Feng Long acted calmly.

Nothing else. His other advantages may be average, but the most important thing is that he is very self-aware.

Feng Long knew that it would be absolutely difficult for a warrior with full attributes in a single category if he did not encounter some adventures in his life.

In terms of potential value, whether it is force or intelligence, internal affairs or strategy, his upper limit is basically stuck at around 80.

What he can do now is to try his best to push each item to 80 without any obvious shortcomings.

In this way, although it cannot stand out, it can still be regarded as an indispensable mainstay in the territory.

Spreading out the tablecloth, Wang Quan laid out seven or eight dishes to go with the wine, and after pouring out two full pots of sake, he left happily.

The two of them had been hungry and thirsty for a long time, so they were naturally welcome at this time.

After waiting until the burning feeling in his stomach disappeared, Feng Long burped with satisfaction and said with emotion:

"After tonight's meal, I will have to return to the team when I get off the car tomorrow and rush to the front line battlefield again."

"I really don't know when we will have to wait until the next time we have a drink and talk like this!"

"Why, the battle with the dwarves of all nations is tense?" Sumo asked curiously as he gnawed on the salt and pepper chicken drumsticks.

The relationship with other territories may still be reconciled, but with the dwarves of all nations, there has been no room for maneuver between the two sides since the first Blackstone Camp.

There is no need to think about the next seven years.

There must have been many conflicts between the two territories during their development, and they have gradually developed to the point where they are currently competing against each other.

"Fortunately, the dwarves have no support behind them and only have those weird technologies. It is difficult to counterattack."

"It's just that there are too many of these guys and they are spread out too widely. We have to concentrate our efforts to hit more with less."

"Otherwise, if we spread out on the battlefield, if other alien races take advantage of the opportunity, we cannot afford the loss."

Shaking his head, Feng Long began to briefly explain the situation around the territory.

But some things were classified as war secrets and he couldn't explain them clearly. As a result, Sumo was confused and could only understand a general point of view.

The territory is safe for the time being. The probability of the opponent's counterattack is very small, so just slowly encroach on it.

"That's okay. As long as they don't go crazy, everything is fine."

After swallowing the chicken in his mouth, Somo continued casually: "Where are the others, the Demon Soul Clan and the Tree People, they haven't come out yet."

Gulu.

Before he could finish saying this, Su Mo already thought something bad in his heart and quickly stopped talking.

For the second warning, although the mission will not be directly judged as failed and kicked out of the ruins, half of the reward will be deducted.

However, the strange thing is that the game did not prompt a warning this time.

In the entire carriage, only Feng Long, who was sitting opposite, had just stuffed a mouthful of braised beef. He was choked and coughed repeatedly, even coughing out tears.

"You tell me what you said!"

Regardless of the lingering pain in his chest and abdomen, Feng Long looked over with burning eyes after taking a sip of sake.

During the day's testing, he failed to get any information from Soma.

He originally thought that if he wanted to dig something out, he would have to wait at least three to five months after Somo entered the territory.

But now.

"How do you know about the Demon Soul Clan and the Tree People? Do you know the news about Su Sumo?"

After stating his purpose directly, Feng Long kept his eyes on Somo's face, trying to observe the micro-expression changes.
To be continued...