Free thoughts can never grow in a cage of imprisonment.

Only by going to the wild can it successfully take root, break through the soil, and eventually grow into a towering tree.

Originally, the two people's plan for this trip was just to dig out the passage, and then they hurried back and pretended to be nonchalant to cover up the news.

Wait until the recent trend has passed, or wait until the meeting between the major forces in Qinggang City ends.

Then go and make a deal with the mysterious Tianyuan Refuge.

But I just lay down in the rain and received this baptism-like "bath" from head to toe.

Involuntarily, Liu Lu and Lao Lu's thoughts changed at the same time.

As for the reason, it is also very simple.

"I originally thought that the Pingtan Army would strictly monitor the interior, but I didn't expect that they didn't care at all. A large number of manpower was deployed near the Fifth Ring Road. This is definitely because they are afraid that the harbor shelter will be like last time, and they will not follow the rules.

Raid.”

"According to this situation, if a settlement or even cooperation is reached between the two shelters, it will be easy for our transactions to be monitored for clues."

"And now, it happens to be the time when no one pays the least attention to us."

After leaving the shelter, Liu Lu's mind became much easier to use.

Seeing that the time had passed four o'clock, the two wandered around the nearby neighborhood for a while, then returned to the Pingtan shelter along the same route.

Of course, they didn't forget to pass on the message.

In a hidden ruins agreed upon by both parties, Liu Lu left the transaction information.

Not just cotton, not just those discarded industrial products.

All in all, this should be the first official transaction between the two parties.

Perhaps it's because of the continuous oppression from Jin Dafa and Jin Dazhi in the recent period, or perhaps it's because of the unreasonable strength of Hunter Tiger and the perverted rules of Pingtan Sanctuary.

What he wants now is no longer the supplies to complete the mission on the seventh floor, as well as some necessities for survival in the shelter.

"All we want is to hold our lives in our own hands and not let others take control of us."

"As long as you don't continue to force me, I won't take this road unless I have to."

I went back to the office on the seventh floor and sat down, taking off my work clothes that were covered in mud and water.

Liu Lu breathed a long sigh of relief and his eyes became firmer than ever before.

...

The end of the calendar year is September 8th.

This is the first heavy rain that has hit the entire New World since September.

It rained heavily and lasted until noon.

Because there was a lot of water under the abandoned bridge, Darren went to investigate and rushed back with a sigh.

Under the current situation, don't even think about taking a shortcut through this road for at least three days.

But if we take a detour and take another small road in the western suburbs, the journey time will be close to ten kilometers.

It doesn't sound like the journey is long, just over an hour in the wilderness.

However, if you move to Qinggang City with complex terrain, even if you set off in the morning and rush to the evening, you may not be able to get there smoothly.

In addition, the longer the front line is, the more difficult it will be to deal with security issues.

After summing up the risks, today’s collection location returned to an unexplored place in the western suburbs.

But according to the engineers from the Red Spider Caravan who came over and wanted to buy additional meals separately.

They will soon use readily available materials and accessories to build a makeshift amphibious vehicle to cross the river bed.

This won't take too long and can be completed by tomorrow afternoon at the latest.

So after the plan to explore the second floor of Triumph Hospital was shelved, the harmonious atmosphere was not affected much.

However, the focus returned to Hope Village.

Compared with the previous few days, the atmosphere here is much more lively.

Early in the morning, tens of thousands of people gathered in the square in front of the villagers, chatting and waiting to receive the corresponding equipment.

"Speaking of which, I've never done mining before, so why am I still a little excited?"

"You kid, I think you are excited because mining is the job that contributes the most points to the breeding operation, right?"

"Hahaha, who says it's not the case? With 3 contribution points a day and 25 iron coins, I'm going to blast this mining right away!"

"I would say the best thing is to join the Tianyuan Army. Although there are no fixed contribution points, as long as you participate in the battle, you may be able to receive a hundred and eighty contribution points at once if you win."

"That makes sense, but I am a person who faints when seeing blood. It seems that I have no chance of going to the battlefield in this life."

"Do you think there is going to be a war with Qinggang City recently? The scavenger team didn't say anything last night. Why do I feel a little panicked?"

"Afraid of a hammer, we have a lord here, why shouldn't we be afraid of some aborigines?"

"Um...that's right..."

The sudden launch of the reproduction plan last night disrupted the arrangements of all the villagers.

The infrastructure construction that was just on the fast track was forced to stop, and everyone temporarily lost their "freedom."

From now on until the next disaster strikes.

Everyone must complete certain contribution tasks within a deadline.

Or go to the mine in the territory, join in the mining work, and dig out the maximum amount of minerals.

Or you can bring the tools issued by the Ministry of Construction, form a team as required, and go to the designated location to build defense facilities.

Or join the newly established transportation team to transport large amounts of supplies to the territory's borders.

Or join the Tianyuan Army, do full-time training, and be ready to fight on the battlefield at any time.

If it were in peaceful times, it would be very difficult to implement such a plan, and you would definitely encounter all kinds of resistance.

But in the wasteland, this world is full of dangers and natural disasters can strike at any time.

The reaction of the villagers was very real.

No one protested, and the plan was almost issued.

Everyone's focus is no longer on their own loss of "freedom", but on the contribution points rewarded by each task.

From the lowest 1 point, to 2 points, to the highest 3 points, and tasks with no upper limit.

If you accumulate points at this rate, you will be able to accumulate 500 points in less than half a year.

Good guy.

This is a requirement for staying in the dungeon.

Being able to have a small area of ​​your own in the wasteland, even if it is only ten square meters.

Not to mention these tasks that pay higher than normal jobs, just go out and fight with people right away.

I believe that many people will take up arms and resolutely go to the battlefield.

...

The gathering time was not too long, and soon tens of thousands of people chose their favorite tasks and left in all directions.

The water on the ground has not completely subsided, leaving dense footprints on the unhardened ground in front of the village gate.

"Lord...Master Manager, we have prepared the materials the other party needs."

The fiery doomsday madman walked in from the open door, with unfinished oil stains on his face.

On his back was a Wolf Fang rifle newly produced by the weapons factory, two decent-looking grenades on his left waist, and two flashing tactical daggers on his right trouser leg.

Like those lawless "cowboys" in Qinggang City.

However, the cowboys don't have as sophisticated equipment as he does.

From the smell coming from the air far away, Sumo immediately determined that this rifle, which was exactly the same as the AK, was named Wolf Fang by the apocalyptic madman. So far, it had not fired a single shot.

Without bullets, it is indeed an embarrassing thing for a weapons factory whose firearms production line has reached a stable production of about fifteen guns per day.

Enemies are everywhere, and the remaining bullets must be used at the most critical moment.

A few days ago, the apocalyptic madman borrowed five bullets from the military camp after all the hard talking, and installed them on the improved M-1 rifle to try out the gun body posture.

But now, he is very excited.

Just this morning, the border guards who routinely went to a hidden ruins in the western suburbs to check for news finally brought back good news.

Soon, the raw material cotton used to make nitrocellulose will be in place!

Seeing him nod, Sumo put down his pen and felt confused.

"It's not yet night, will they be able to trade with us now?"

"Yes, the senior manager Liu Lu who left the message, the time he agreed with us was five o'clock in the afternoon. Are you suspicious..."
To be continued...