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Thinking of the unpleasant things that happened in 208 before, Fan Lin sighed, and said, "If I'm asked to make a living under Yan Qing, I'd rather wander outside."

Hearing this, Tian Xiaoyou sighed, "It's not easy to wander outside, you can't live like a human being."

"Yo, that's not like what you would normally say." Fan Lin raised her eyebrows.

"Sister Fan Lin, I have been wandering alone in the desert for more than three years, eating yellow sand, gnawing rotten meat, and absorbing water from the wet sand. At night, I am most worried. I am awakened by the slightest disturbance, and I am afraid that I will fall asleep in my sleep. I was gnawed off by a mutated scorpion unconsciously. When I met someone, I panicked, fearing that they would be caught by others, and made a human pork bun; The hunting area for big carnivorous guys... Believe me, when you are wandering alone, you will not be able to sleep peacefully at night." Tian Xiaoyou shook his head and sighed: "No matter how bad the base is, it can always shelter from the wind and rain. .”

Fan Lin didn't expect that the cowardly and funny man would have such an experience, and asked suspiciously: "Then why don't you join the base?"

"Beihuang doesn't have any bases, they are all small tribes. I am weak and young, so I can only run errands in the middle and spread some news." Tian Xiaoyou smiled, "Without a strong body, others will look down on them .”

"That's right, in order to survive, it's normal to make compromises and follow suit." Fan Lin nodded and sighed, "It's because I'm living a leisurely life and being self-righteous."

Beside the border of Nanchuan, there is a small settlement, where the people hew huge rocks for their homes and make a living by hunting mutant animals.Entering their territory, the trees along the way are covered with dried meat and animal skins.

The leading man had a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and distinct facial features. He looked like he was of mixed race.

Ruan Xiang approached him to inquire about Nanchuan, he was very vigilant and shook his head frequently. "No one lives there."

"Oh." Feng Yang chuckled, pointed to the corn hanging on the branch, and asked, "Then, how did these corns come from?"

These words seemed to activate an invisible mechanism, and the people who were performing their duties immediately put down their work at hand, picked up the weapons around them one after another, pointed at Feng Yang and his group, and surrounded them with fierce expressions.

"Hehe" Ruan Xiang smiled, and played the violin lightly, "Ka", the stick closest to him was neatly cut off.

"You are..." The leader waved his hand, stopped the people who were about to move, looked carefully at the violin in Ruan Xiang's hand, then scanned a group of people with distinctive features, and asked, "Are you riding the wind and breaking the waves?"

Everyone didn't answer, they looked at Feng Yang unanimously.

The leader's eyes flashed, he waved his hand, and ordered everyone to put down their weapons, "If you are riding the wind and waves, I can tell you the secret of Nanchuan, but there is one condition."

"You think you have the qualifications to negotiate? Why? Just rely on these broken sticks?" Feng Yang sneered, and rolled up the broken sticks on the ground with vines.

Ji Rongzhi noticed a trace of killing intent hidden in his impatience, and his heart tightened.When we meet again this time, Feng Yang's killing intent seems to be getting stronger and stronger, which is not a good sign.He gently held Feng Yang's hand, and asked the leader, "What conditions?"

Only then did the leader take a closer look at Ji Rongzhi, who was very present beside Feng Yang, his eyes flashed with amazement and understanding, "Mr. A place to settle down."

Hearing from Feng Yang that the Yunkai Mountains are vast and sparsely populated, Ji Rongzhi thought about it and nodded, "Yes."

The leader who was working on the draft did not expect Mr. Ji to be so talkative, Na Na reminded: "Hey, look, there are quite a lot of old people and children here."

Ji Rongzhi frowned, and said indifferently: "Our car is enough."

"..." Hey, the elderly and children in the last days are the most annoying burdens, shouldn't we seize these weaknesses and raise prices when negotiating?It seems that this Mr. Ji is really as weird as the rumors describe.The leader's hair was black, and he turned his head to look at Feng Yang who was looking at Mr. Ji with a doting smile, his eyes full of hope.

Feng Yang looked at his lover with an innocent face, and chuckled, "Since Rong Zhi has spoken, then it's a deal."

"Thank you, Young Master Feng, thank you Mr. Ji." The leader bowed and turned his head to tell the people around him: "Let everyone get ready for a meeting tonight."

Nanchuan has many mountains, forests, and baths, and the thin layer of seasonal water on the surface grows moisture-loving and water-loving marsh plants.They are scattered outside the mountains and forests in the east and west, forming grass hills of different shapes: dots, lumps, ridges, ridges, etc.

According to the leader, that is, Rong Zimin, there is still a family specializing in raising insects in the deepest part of the Nanchuan jungle, whose surname is Tong.

"Are they raising mutated insects?" Tian Xiaoyou asked in surprise.

"Yes, they hunt for food by driving mutated insects." Rong Zimin nodded.

Everyone couldn't help thinking of the mutated insects that gnawed on humans and mutated animals, like locusts crossing the border cleanly, and they all showed doubts.

Ruan Xiang grinned and said, "As far as I know, it's almost impossible to get food from the mouths of mutated insects, no, even a little bit of meat."

Rong Zimin shook his head, "Hey, not all mutated insects are carnivorous."

"You mean, the insects that help hunt don't eat meat?" Fatty Sun smiled and shook his head, "The grass eaters are docile guys, how can they do such bloody things?"

"Not eating meat doesn't mean it's not fierce, it's just that they prefer to eat mutant plants." Rong Zimin shook his head with a smile, pushed aside the dense vines, and said, "We're here."

Everyone followed his hand to see that a sparse corn field was carefully enclosed in the middle of the mountain forest, surrounded by several thick layers of fences woven with wire and wood blocks, and surrounded by four or five layers inside and outside.

"That's...a cornfield?" Tian Xiaoyou swallowed, with a greedy face, "I haven't seen a real cornfield for several years."

"This is your secret?" Feng Yang raised his eyebrows with a playful expression.

"Cough," Rong Zimin smiled awkwardly, pointed to the cave not far away and said, "Let's wait for someone to tell you the details."

The entrance of the cave is buried in a very hidden mountain forest, and the messy vines and flying insects interfere with everyone's sight.The hideous and terrifying mutated insects were flying around the strangers, looking very alert, as if they were just waiting for an order to pounce on them.

Ruan Xiang curiously picked one up with strings, and asked, "Is this the mutated insect you just mentioned eating grass?"

An unfriendly voice came, "Hey, worry, it won't end well if you piss it off."

Everyone followed the sound and saw a young man wearing animal skins, carrying a bamboo basket, and a grass cage pinned to his waist, looking arrogant and talking with his eyes hanging.Beside him was a timid little girl, tugging at his clothes tightly.

As if in response to his words, the originally peaceful insect suddenly made a fuss, stretching out its long mouthparts and pounced on Ruan Xiang.

Ruan Xiang smiled, and pulled on the strings with his backhand, "Prick it".The next second, after a short and subtle "chirp", the insect's mouthparts were cut off by an invisible sharp blade, and a green liquid sprayed out.

"You actually hurt my scavenger." The young man tore off the grass cage around his waist, as if to make a big move.

"Boy, I advise you not to act rashly. Do you think you can surpass me?" Ruan Xiang scratched the strings, and the branches above their heads fell off.

The little girl next to the young man stood in front of him tremblingly, her lips turned white with fear, "Don't hurt my brother."

The young man's expression changed, he pulled the little girl aside nervously, and said, "No one hurt me, they were just joking with me."

"Really? They are my brother's friends?" The little girl asked blankly, looking ahead.

It was only then that everyone discovered that the little girl's eyes might have some problems, and her eyes were very dim.

Ruan Xiang hesitated for a few seconds, then withdrew his hand. The young man walked towards him vigilantly, picked up the insect that fell in front of him, and carefully put it into the grass cage on his waist.

The young man frowned and glanced at the group of strangers in front of him, doubts flashed in his eyes, he turned around and led the little girl, and walked into the depths of the jungle.

"Let's go in." Rong Zimin beckoned everyone to continue walking in.

Passing through a dark rock tunnel, passing through a small stream, it didn't take long to come to an empty stone room, where a group of men of similar age gathered together, tinkering with something.

Hearing the movement, the people who were working with their heads down raised their heads. When they saw Ji Rongzhi and the others, they put away their things one after another, stood up, and looked nervous.

A haggard and depressed middle-aged man stepped forward and asked with a frown, "My son, why did you bring a stranger here?"

Rong Zimin smiled awkwardly and introduced them, "Aeon, they are the team that rides the wind and waves."

When the others heard the words, they exchanged glances with each other, but did not speak.

"You are Rong Yongwang?" Fan Lin whispered, oh my god, the expert who solved the land problem, the male protagonist really came prepared.

"You know me?" Rong Yongwang looked at her vigilantly, his palm tightened suddenly, and a small dagger slipped out of his cuff out of everyone's sight.

Ji Rongzhi frowned and looked at him warily.

Rong Yongwang noticed the coldness between his brows, and panic flashed in his heart, this man was too vigilant.

"Oh, I've read a research report you published on, uh, algal swamp." Fan Lin racked her brains and said vaguely.

"Oh," Rong Yongwang heard this, he let go of his hand, and the dagger disappeared immediately.He did publish a few articles, but even so, the defense in his eyes did not let up, "It was all a few years ago, it's hard for you to remember."

"Hey, at that time the school had this topic, so I paid a little attention to it." Fan Lin added.

"Sit down, Jingguo, pour tea." Rong Yongwang called a middle-aged man beside him to pour water, and dragged Rong Zimin out of the cave.