The last leader of the world starts with an elite infantry squad!

This large-scale welcoming banquet lasted nearly four hours from start to finish, and the guests did not disperse until after 10 o'clock in the evening.

The sky was dark, the stars were twinkling, and a crescent moon was hanging obliquely in the night sky. After the banquet, Zhu Jun and Gu Chengyun came to the wall to get some fresh air and sober up.

Hua Hua Hua~

The eye-catching red flag on the wall sways in the wind, like a loyal guard protecting the city.

Gu Chengyun half leaned against the gray-blue brick wall, gazing into the distance with a dazed look in his eyes. All he could see were the blurry mountains and valleys. Only the night wind kept whistling by his ears, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.

"Chengyun, are you okay? Are you not drunk?"

Zhu Jun looked at Gu Chengyun's drunken face and couldn't help but express his concern. At the same time, he secretly reflected on how he had been too proud of himself just now, so much so that he had neglected the main event of the night and let the chief's brother be persuaded to drink so much.

Happiness came too suddenly, and he didn't expect Zhang Zhishun to express his opinion at this time!

In this way, in addition to military purposes, the biggest political goal of coming to Chongyi gathering place has also been achieved!

"It's okay, Jun brother, I'm fine, it's just that I haven't drunk for too long, so I'm a little uncomfortable!"

"But it's quite comfortable. I haven't been so relaxed in a long time..." Gu Chengyun leaned half of his body on the edge of the wall, looking down at the huts that were densely packed like beehives in the gathering place, feeling deeply moved.

Nothing is more wonderful than this!

Before noon today, I was one of these people, right?

The shock that Gu Chengyun had felt at the banquet just now was like the drunkenness that took a long time to dissipate.

The two kind-looking men who called themselves uncles were mayors of prefecture-level cities before the end of the world, and they were also leaders of a gathering place of 30 people after the end of the world...

Regardless of his identity, he is a giant-level figure.

But at the banquet, not only was he very polite to me, he even...

Call your brother the leader and unite closely under his command...

Recalling the scene at the banquet, Gu Chengyun no longer knew how to describe it in words. He just felt dizzy, not sure if it was the wine or the power that intoxicated him...

My brother is still the same brother, but I seem to be less and less able to understand him.

The mountains are high and the scenery is endless. Although I can't reach it, my heart yearns for it!

...

Kakakka~

On the way back to the Chongyi official residence, the black SUV that Zhang Zhishun and Zhou Yu were riding in drove smoothly and slowly on the shiny stone road of the ancient city. The top-notch suspension system made it almost impossible to feel any bumps in the car.

In the dim carriage, the two people sitting in the back seat had different postures. The drunk Zhang Zhishun slumped on one side, his legs spread apart in a very relaxed manner, and even the buttons on his collar were casually unbuttoned, looking nothing like a mayor.

Zhou Yu, on the other hand, looked clear-headed. Even in the dark carriage, he refused to relax. His back was straight, like an old pine tree that "holds on to the green mountains and never lets go, no matter which direction the wind blows."

"Lao Zhang, you are a little too impatient..." Inside the carriage, Zhou Yu suddenly spoke up while looking at the continuous shacks outside the window.

"urgent?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhishun, who had been paralyzed a second ago, was immediately propped up by his muscles and bones. There was no trace of drunkenness in his every move.

"It's not that I'm in a hurry, but time is running out~" Zhang Zhishun sighed quietly.

"Old Zhou, the world is in a state of flux. If we continue to be self-important and cling to our so-called pride, we will only become the bones in the grave..."

Listening to Zhang Zhishun's eloquent speech, Zhou Yu immediately opened his mouth to refute:

"You know... that's not what I meant..."

"I know, of course I know, but we are also human beings, we have families, we can't help but think about what will happen after we die..."

"This integration has long been an inevitable trend. I just gave it a push today. Since the result is the same, why can't we push it in a direction that is beneficial to us?"

"Do you have to push away the benefits that are easily accessible just to prove that you are a saint who is dedicated to the public?" Zhang Zhishun's tone became increasingly excited.

"Old Zhang, you've had too much to drink..." Zhou Yu raised his voice, and did not agree with Zhang Zhishun's statement that he was just seeking fame.

"No, I'm not. I'm more sober than ever before. You're the drunk one!"

"You think you are the savior, and that only you can save everyone, so you always hold yourself to the strictest standards and don't allow yourself to have even a little selfishness!"

"As if humanity will be doomed if I have a little selfishness!"

"But are you really the savior? Wake up, Lao Zhou. If you were really the savior, then we wouldn't need to go to the night market for help, and there wouldn't be any troops stationed there!"

"Open your eyes and take a look. The changes in the gathering place now have nothing to do with me or you. Everything is caused by the army!"

"If we have to say who is the real savior, it can only be Chief Gu who is far away in the night market!"

"At least he is the savior of Yezhou Province, our savior!"

Zhou Yu looked at Zhang Zhishun steadily. They had known each other for more than ten years, but the atmosphere had never been so serious.

"I never think of myself as a savior, I just want to do my best to make life better for the survivors!"

Before Zhou Yu could continue, Zhang Zhishun interrupted him, his tone becoming more aggressive:

"So is it a conflict? Is running towards Chief Gu and pushing for the gathering place to merge in a conflict?"

"I know there's no conflict, but being too eager will only lead to the loss of bargaining power, which will betray the interests of 300,000 survivors!"

"We can..."

Huh~

Looking at Zhou Yu's serious expression, Zhang Zhishun suddenly smiled, leaned back, and completely disappeared into the darkness.

"Old Zhou, you still don't understand. You think too highly of us two, and of these 300,000 survivors..."

Zhang Zhishun's deep and hoarse voice echoed in the dark carriage, as if coming from all directions.

"The interests of the survivors do not depend on your attitude or mine, nor on the survivors themselves, but only on that Chief Gu..."

"In the last days...there will be no officials..."

After saying these meaningful words, Zhang Zhishun turned his head and looked out the window without saying anything else.

This is the end of the world..

No parents official...

The carriage returned to silence, but Zhang Zhishun's words kept echoing in Zhou Yu's ears...

......

Da da da da~

Da da da da da da~

Just as the two were silent, a burst of dense breaking sounds were heard in the sky. Looking up, they saw a dense cluster of light spots suddenly appearing above the dome!

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