At this time, the sun was already high in the sky outside.

Zhao Yin's figure appeared out of nowhere, and he saw Song Xiaodao sitting alone in front of the tent, dozing off with his hands on his chin.

"Where are the others?" Zhao Yin asked.

Song Xiaodao woke up with a start, rubbed his eyes, looked up at Zhao Yin, and asked confusedly: "Who is it? Where did they come from?"

"I'm asking you, where did the old cripple and the others go?"

Zhao Yin looked around and saw that no one had cleaned up the leftovers from the morning, but Wu Xuegui, Zhao Dehai and others were nowhere to be seen.

His brows couldn't help but frown.

"Oh!"

Song Xiaodao finally shook off his sleepiness and quickly stood up to briefly recount what had happened.

"I want the old cripple to help lure those military evolvers into our team, so that we can have more combat power. Also... before they left, I gave the old cripple two bags of food!"

Zhao Yin didn't say much when he heard this. After all, Zhao Dehai and others were not his slaves.

When they meet old friends, and you don't have anything important to do, you should give them some vacation.

"From now on, you are not allowed to recruit anyone without my consent!" Zhao Yin warned.

"Zhao Yin, don't you want to increase your combat power?" Song Xiaodao asked doubtfully.

"As for combat power, I will tame more contracted beasts, and there are enough people to do miscellaneous tasks." Zhao Yin explained.

At the beginning, he urgently needed manpower to help collect corpse crystals, so he recruited Zhao Dehai and others into the team.

Now that there is a way to solve the big problem, even though some miscellaneous tasks will be a little troublesome due to lack of manpower, Zhao Yin still does not want to have too many people around him.

People will change with the environment, but the initial decision is always the most correct.

"Oh!" Song Xiaodao nodded, not quite understanding.

Zhao Yin pointed at the leftovers on the tables and said, "Go clean them up."

"Oh!"

Song Xiaodao pouted. She hadn't done this kind of work for a long time. She walked over reluctantly and cleaned up the pots and pans.

Zhao Yin turned and walked into the invisible tent.

Ning Yue was still absorbing the supernatural potion at this time.

The first time she absorbed the supernatural potion was more painful than the first time she evolved. She was wrapped in thick white rat king skin, and was surrounded by frost.

She has to bear this kind of thing by herself.

Zhao Yin sat down aside, lit a cigarette, and looked at the digital watch on his wrist.

Ning Yue still needs two hours to completely digest the supernatural potion.

He took out a bottle of corn wine and drank it in small sips...

……

"Our camp is just ahead!"

Li Qingyang pointed to the distance, where there was a long wall built of meteorites. The large areas of wasteland around it had been cleared of weeds and planted with wild vegetables and other crops.

At this time, countless figures were moving outside the long wall, mostly old people and women, and there were also quite a few half-grown children.

Most people were developing wasteland. Women were weeding, old men were turning the soil, and a group of children were planting transplanted wild vegetable seedlings.

There was also a group of women with their children picking ripe wild vegetables and grass seeds.

At a glance, there are at least 20,000 to 30,000 people!

Zhao Dehai and the others were all stunned. After the apocalypse, they had seen many survivors' camps, but they had never seen one like this.

The old, weak, women and children were all very thin, but there was light in their eyes, full of hope for the future after suffering.

"Xiao Li, your camp is well set up!" Wu Xuegui praised sincerely.

He thought of Captain Wang and Xie Jinshan. Compared with Li Qingyang, Captain Wang's methods were far inferior.

"In the end times, people are not afraid of hardship, but what they fear most is having no hope." Wu Xuegui carried two large cloth bags and walked towards the crowd.

After the end of the world, he, Captain Wang and others had a dream to create a paradise in this desolate world.

Unfortunately, they are all too idealistic!

The lack of means to restrain people allows those people to gradually magnify the evil in their hearts, until it eventually overwhelms them.

The camp before them was exactly what Captain Wang and Xie Jinshan wanted to see before they died.

Unfortunately, they couldn't wait until now.

"In fact, when we first arrived, there were only more than 10,000 people in this camp, and the leader of the camp was not a good guy."

Li Qingyang smiled, with pride in his eyes: "Zhao Tuan, Angkor, do you know that because a group of vultures came and the original leader died, I took over this camp. It took a lot of effort to reclaim such a wasteland so that these people can survive."

With land, there is food, and people will no longer despair!

"Good job!" Wu Xuegui turned around, raised his thumb and praised sincerely.

At this time, a group of children in the distance discovered the returning people, and immediately a little girl about seven or eight years old quickly ran over here.

"Brother Qingyang, Brother Qingyang, are you back?" the little girl shouted loudly from afar.

She was just like Li Qingyang and the others. Although her clothes were ragged, they were washed cleanly.

The hair is also neatly groomed.

The little girl suddenly threw herself into Li Qingyang's arms: "Brother Qingyang, Baoer misses you!"

Li Qingyang picked up the little girl, turned around in a big circle, and laughed happily with the little girl.

"Little treasure, look what your brother brought for you?"

After saying that, Li Qingyang took out half a roasted chestnut from his pocket. It was something that Li Qingyang stole when Song Xiaodao was not paying attention when he invited them to eat.

This was the first time Li Qingyang stole something in his life.

For this, Li Qingyang felt guilty for several hours, until he saw Xiao Baoer, and finally he no longer regretted being a thief.

Little Baoer held the chestnut and started to chew it. He took a big bite and squinted his big eyes in happiness.

Then she seemed to suddenly remember something and handed the chestnut to Li Qingyang's mouth: "Brother Qingyang, you eat too!"

Li Qingyang licked his cracked lips, shook his head and smiled: "Brother is not hungry!"

Then he held little Bao'er in his arms and came to Zhao Dehai and the others, saying as if offering a treasure: "Zhao Tuan, her name is Yuan Bao'er, the younger sister of Yuan Qing from the Sharp Knife Battalion."

"Yuanqing?"

Zhao Dehai was shocked. Yuan Qing was a battalion commander under him and also one of his best comrades.

After the end of the world came, Zhao Dehai never saw Yuan Qing again that night when the troops were dispersed by Asan.

"Yuan Qing died. We were all separated by Ah San that day. Later, we encountered a large group of zombies in Ningcheng. It was Yuan Qing and his men who covered our escape."

Li Qingyang went on to say, "Before Yuan Qing left, he handed us a list of names of the families of the martyrs who died. Later, the more than 100 of us who survived searched along the way and rescued more than 10,000 people. Xiao Baoer was found in Ancheng... Of our more than 100 people, only six of us were left."

So, they joined this camp by chance, because at that time Li Qingyang and others had become evolvers and had some status in the camp.

After that incident, he was elected as the new leader...

"Are the more than 10,000 people you brought all relatives of martyrs?" Zhao Dehai asked in shock.

"Not all of them. Some are relatives and friends, and some are just strangers. But when we meet them, we rescue them. There are about three thousand families of martyrs!" Li Qingyang said with a smile.

"Three thousand people?"

The thirty or so soldiers who followed Zhao Dehai all fell silent.

At this moment, everyone finally understood.

Why would Li Qingyang and others rather die than give up this camp?

Because here are people who were once our comrades and brothers and whom we loved deeply!

They are alive because their comrades sacrificed their lives, so they are willing to stay here and guard for the rest of their lives.

They are guarding for their faith, for their brothers, and even more for... their oath!

"Everyone listen, let me introduce you, this is Zhao Tuan from our Kunlun Military Region!"

Li Qingyang suddenly raised his voice and shouted with the loud voice that only an evolver could have.

Tens of thousands of people heard it clearly, and some of them immediately ran over here!

"Hello, sir!"

"Hello, Captain Zhao!" "Hello, Commander!"

The crowd quickly gathered around, making it impossible to get around Zhao Dehai and the others.

The chaotic voices echoed in Zhao Dehai's ears, and everyone's eyes were full of curiosity and admiration.

At this moment, Zhao Dehai's face flushed and he suddenly felt ashamed.

These martyrs' families obviously regarded him, the corps commander, as a hero. Zhao Dehai asked himself, did he deserve it?

Just as Zhao Dehai was about to explain something, suddenly, the sunlight above his head was blocked by a huge shadow.

Then, the wind started to blow all around, getting stronger and stronger, so strong that no one could open their eyes.

All the evolvers raised their heads and looked towards the sky, and then their faces all changed drastically.

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