Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

Because of Lu Meng, the swamp man named Ariel no longer insisted, and his attitude during the discussion was much softer.

They quickly reached an agreement with Ryan and led the caravan to continue their journey.

Lu Meng thought in his heart.

Compared to people like myself, the strength of the two swamp people can be said to be insignificant, but they still adopted a tough attitude... This may be intentional.

They are equivalent to the test bait thrown by the village. Once the collaborators are provoked and reveal their evil intentions, only these two people will be sacrificed, at least they will not endanger the entire village.

Just like a hedgehog, the more hairy it is, the more fragile it is that needs protection.

Rui En leaned towards Lu Meng and whispered:

"This village is the one that still maintains trade with us. It is relatively friendly."

Lu Meng nodded, he knew what Ryan meant.

According to the Shake Kingdom, although the villages where these swamp dwellers live can still provide them with a stable and high-yielding rice supply, they may also be cut off by next year.

If you want to understand what happened in the entire swamp, this village, which is undergoing changes, is the best investigation target.

"I didn't expect you to still have contact with the swamp people." Ryan said with emotion.

They are notoriously xenophobic.

You need to know how much effort and effort Bayan spent on opening up these channels for purchasing grain in the first place. This time they were hired to lead the way, and the other party also charged a high fee, so they still didn't have a good look.

As a result, when they saw Lu Meng, the two people immediately became more comfortable talking.

If I had known earlier, I should have taken him to negotiate prices from the beginning.

"I can't say we have any contact, just acquaintance." Lu Meng told the truth.

Based on his experience, after actually getting along with each other, the other party is just an ordinary person.

Exclusion is just their survival strategy.

Think about what kind of world it was like outside the swamp in the past, with wars and chaos and bandits running rampant... Among other things, the Kingdom of Shake itself was the largest group of plunderers in the past, and perhaps even personally plundered the villages that were accidentally exposed. .

Under such circumstances, it is surprising that the outside world can leave a good impression on the swamp people.

The fact that trade can be re-established can only show that Bayan is a genius.

What Lu Meng did was actually very simple, just helping when it was time to help; but even such a simple thing was quite rare in the eyes of the swamp people.

In this era, if fellow travelers are attacked, the best way is of course to leave them behind and run away.

Putting things in another place, if Lu Meng had encountered the Berserker first, Uncle Hua and others would probably have chosen to abandon him.

Not to mention, Lu Meng treated them free of charge afterwards.

With such a great environment, the only people who can lend a helping hand in times of crisis are, if they are not stupid and enthusiastic people, then they are strong people who are fully confident in their own strength - and no matter which one they are, it is easy to win. The favor of the young people in the village.

However, Lu Meng also knows that good feelings are good feelings, but it does not mean that he has gained the trust of the other party.

The Swamperts might reciprocate the kindness, but if they trusted an outsider so easily, their village would have been lost long ago.

Different from the direction heading to Stan Desert, the caravan turned eastward as soon as it left the city and soon crossed the river named 'Green Field'.

The Green Field River and the Wende River that gave birth to the Holy Empire originate from the same mountainous area. The Wende River flows to the north, while the Green Field River flows to the south. It flows through the border land and once nourished countless residents living on both sides.

However, today's Wind River is still the treasure of the Holy Empire. The impact plain it forms is the most fertile green space on the continent. People proudly call it the 'Pride of Auckland', which means the Promised Land given by God.

Looking back at the Green Field River, after the Holy Kingdom lost control of the border land, the Holy Kingdom no longer cared about the villages along the downstream, and started mining in the mountainous areas, destroying the water source.

The bandits downstream also blocked the river water layer by layer. By the time they arrived at the Shaker Kingdom, it was on the verge of drying up, leaving only a slightly moist river bed.

The green fields along the river were completely swallowed up by sand.

People began to call it "swamp flow", and the name simply represented the direction in which it merged.

Lu Meng looked towards the end of the swamp stream, where there was a stretch of green that reached to the sky.

In a world full of dust and loess, this is a rare color to see.

--wetlands.

Although the rivers flowing into it have dried up, the world's largest wetland is still lush and lush with vegetation, which shows that although it is surrounded by wasteland, it is by no means like an oasis in the desert - the swamp relies solely on its own transpiration. It provides a lot of precipitation, and the rest comes from the moist sea breeze from the south.

Like the people who live in it, swamps are self-sufficient.

"Click."

As the caravan moved forward, the members' feet made crisp sounds from time to time.

They looked down and realized that what they had broken were bones buried under the shallow mud.

"It's a recent death." Kang leaned over and picked up one: "Probably a refugee who came to open up wasteland."

Although the marsh stream is on the verge of drying up, compared to the arid hinterland, the water content of the land here is after all, and a lean camel is bigger than a horse, which attracts many refugees to come and open up wasteland.

"But it's very dangerous here. The refugees who come here will disappear soon. When they are found, only skin and bones are left, as if they have been sucked dry." Kang explained.

"So when we resettled the immigrants, we explicitly prohibited them from cultivating near the swamps - unfortunately we couldn't completely stop them."

As a former Scone police officer, he has a strong say.

Hearing this, several nearby caravan members couldn't help but feel terrified.

Listening to this meaning, it was obvious that something from the swamp came out and killed the refugees - the reason why they did not continue to spread was probably because they could not adapt to the arid environment of the Stan Desert.

Even these creatures that occasionally escape can block Shaq's reclamation plan, but people like him are digging deep into their lair.

"Humph." Ah Sheng on the other side was a little proud for some reason, "The swamp is not that simple."

This swamp man didn't take the responsibility of leading the team, so he came to Lu Meng's section by himself.

He obviously knew what was killing the refugees.

The surrounding caravan members were all old and prudent men, and they were a little unhappy when they heard the young man's rude words, but they dared not speak out in anger.

When we enter the swamp, if we really encounter some strange creatures, we may have to rely on these two swamp people.

Ah Sheng glanced at Lu Meng beside him and whispered: "Mr. Lu, don't worry, there are many edible animals in the swamp, and those things don't always attack people - those who ran outside are probably hungry. In fact, we rarely encounter them."

Lu Meng smiled and said nothing.

At the front of the team, Ariel had already led Ryan and others into the edge of the jungle.

The ground became soft and soft. The tall Shaq stepped down and the mud reached his calves. It was quite laborious every time he pulled it out.

On the other hand, the swamp people were wearing a pair of thick-soled straw shoes, but they were walking swiftly on the muddy ground, but their steps were a little weird.

Ryan kept an eye on it, raised his leg and stepped on the footprints left by Ariel, but he stood firm.

For this swamp dweller, how to distinguish whether the ground beneath his feet is solid or imaginary has actually become instinctive.

"Follow the people in front and keep your feet firmly on the ground." She passed the message back.

"You have to hurry up, it's going to rain." Ariel had no objection and just said lightly, "The rain will erase all traces."

"There is a saying among us: You have just returned to the swamp after the first rain."

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