On the southern coast of the New World, there is a saying that has been circulating among adventurers all year round.

I would rather live alone as a ghost in the wilderness than go to a refugee camp to stay warm and find comfort.

It's about how dangerous the refugee camp here is.

Every day, countless people in places like this are on the verge of life and death for various reasons, struggling to survive.

Every day, countless people are working secretly here to survive by robbing the same kind of property.

People here are extremely afraid of death, but they are not afraid of the actual moment of death.

Once you are targeted in a place like this, if you don't have strong strength to protect yourself, those dead bones in the wilderness are the best example.

December 14, the eighth year of the last calendar year, in the blink of an eye, it was the third day since the Tianyuan Fleet left the Fu'an United Territory.

After losing this best hope, the entire refugee camp became extremely depressed in just two days.

Although they are very reluctant to admit that they have been abandoned, the iron evidence is in front of them, and anyone will feel a little desperate.

Early morning.

People were coming and going on the path where the coffins were parked in the tent camp. Many people were carrying small bags and hurriedly walked out of the camp with their heads lowered.

Of course, this does not mean that they feel that the camp is hopeless and want to leave.

But for many days, the food around the camp has been consumed by tens of thousands of people. If you want to find new food, you have to go further.

They got up earlier and set out earlier so that they could return to the camp before darkness fell.

The clouds are misty, the mountains are cold and the water is cold, and the place is crowded and silent.

Living by the river, there are no mountains to block it, and the cold wind in winter is even colder, blowing so hard that many people move forward with their necks hunched and their heads covered.

Mixed in among these people, Zhou Xun also hurried out with his own luggage and homemade hunting weapons.

In fact, he had already accumulated enough supplies in his tent to survive the entire winter alone.

But the reason why I follow these people now is because

"My appetite is getting bigger and bigger. I was still rich eating the supplies before, but with my current appetite, I'm afraid"

"More than three times!"

Walking out of the camp, we came to a deserted place.

Zhou Xun took out the dry and hard cake on his chest, took a vicious bite, chewed and swallowed hard.

The intake of carbohydrates barely soothed his burning stomach, but the urgency from the inside still made him feel hot and uncomfortable.

Various symptoms showed that he was ill, and that his illness was not serious.

The blood plague that most people in the camp were suffering from, after being exposed to it for so many days, finally spread to him.

Although his symptoms were a bit strange compared to most people's, there were tens of thousands of people in the camp, so there were quite a few people who were just as strange as him.

Zhou Xun knew it very well based on the experience of his predecessors.

If you cannot ensure adequate food intake, your body will quickly weaken and there will be no chance of recovery.

Only continuous high-calorie supplementation can barely maintain energy and combat effectiveness.

"I am the only one who will die if he falls down. He must cheer up!"

Zhou Xun murmured in his mouth, and a frightening scarlet flashed in his eyes.

His desire for war has made him successful in hunting recently.

Even in the face of those mutated creatures that he didn't dare to challenge before, he suddenly has the courage now.

Only today, he had just left the camp not long ago and had not yet entered the area where he usually hunts.

Wu Dao, a thin figure with a hint of madness in his eyes, suddenly appeared behind him.

"who?"

Zhou Xun immediately turned his head and looked at the place where the sound came from.

What surprised him was that these five people didn't have any hidden thoughts. When they saw him, they walked out directly.

They glanced up and down directly, showing a sense of looking at "food".

"I have blood plague No. 3. If you eat me, you will only die faster!"

Grabbing the long wooden bow hanging on his back, Zhou Xun skillfully bent the bow and set an arrow, and slowly moved to higher ground.

His eyes were fixed on the movements of the five people, and he felt a troubling feeling.

In a crazy refugee camp, anything can happen.

When they are about to reach a dead end, people who have no bottom line will be more tolerant of themselves and commit some evil deeds that were previously unimaginable.

Although he had never seen these five people, the red tiger head badges on their chests always showed their identities.

Blood Tiger Gang.

The third largest gang in the refugee camp.

The gang members were all infected with Blood Plague Zero. After surviving the extreme weakness, some aspects of their bodies were greatly strengthened.

"Hehehehe, I know"

The leader of the five took a step forward and let out a hoarse laugh, as if he was suppressing something.

"Boy, your meat doesn't taste good, but we are hungry, we are very hungry."

"I can give you something to eat. I'll give you everything I bring." Zhou Xun took out three large cakes from his chest, picked them up and put them back again after giving a signal.

His hand never left the bow and arrow, always on alert.

"It's not enough. There are five of us, how can three pieces of cake be enough!"

"Don't go too far." Zhou Xun's eyes narrowed, and the heat in his heart made him want to just draw the bow and shoot.

But reason told him that if he offended the Snow Tiger Gang, he might not be able to stay in the Fu'an United Territory.

In the cold winter, he wanted to migrate to the next territory, but he didn't know what kind of danger he would encounter along the way.

"Don't worry, don't worry, we don't have to take your cake, as long as you tell us"

"Wherever you hide your supplies, we will let you go!"

"What?" Zhou Xun was shocked, but still said calmly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"You don't understand?"

"Hahaha, you actually said you don't understand?" Before he finished speaking, the Blood Tiger Gang member who spoke suddenly moved.

His thin legs burst out with terrifying speed, and he was about to rush forward almost instantly.

However, Zhou Xun, who has always been wary of the five people, is not an energy-saving lamp.

Just when the man took two steps, a sharp arrow flew past.

Nail the opponent's right leg hard!

"Ah!" A shrill scream rang out, and the iron arrow penetrated three-thirds of his flesh. The man immediately fell to the ground in pain and rolled on the ground.

When the other four people who were a little slower saw this, they could only stop and stand there fearfully.

"Boy, do you know what you just did?"

"He is Shunhu, the ninth-ranked leader of our Blood Tiger Gang. How dare you take action against him?"

"What the hell Shunhu, whoever dares to take a step forward, my next arrow will not be in the thigh!"

Zhou Xun licked his lips, and the expression on his face became fierce.

"Very good, very good!"

Dragging Shunhu on the ground, the remaining four people did not dare to step forward and could only retreat slowly with harsh words on their lips.

But when he saw these four people disappearing, Zhou Xun frowned slightly and turned around to leave.

In the dry forest.

After dragging Shunhu for more than ten minutes, the five members of the Xuehu Gang stopped.

"I didn't expect this kid to be a tough guy. Anyway, an orphan like him is just a little braver than normal people."

Biting the rag, Shunhu forcibly reached out and pulled hard at the arrow.

Wow!

Black and red blood burst out. Fortunately, the arrow was not a triangle, but a flat angle.

After pulling out the arrowhead and sprinkling healing powder on it, Shunhu was sweating profusely in pain, but at least his life was saved.

"Boss, are we going to let this go?"

"Yes, the little he keeps in his tent is only enough for seven days. That kid definitely has a lot of supplies hidden!"

"That old boy Arthur is really tough-talking. Even if we ask about his daughter, he won't tell us where the supplies are hidden."

Seeing Shun Hu slowing down, the four people surrounding him couldn't help but speak out.
To be continued...