If you don't farm, you will be smashed [End Times]

After eating two large bowls of spicy rabbit noodles in the cafeteria, Fu Zhan went to the bathhouse to take a shower and then rested.

Xia Chen went home and asked his sister-in-law to help pack a set of quilts, and took two sets of Dong Geer's old jackets from last year. He was about the same height as Fu Zhan, and the clothes Fu Zhan could wear.

Although this old jacket is not new, it was also newly made last year. It's just that this year there is gunpowder, and Dong Ge'er has been wearing team uniforms in the guard for a long time.

Those thick old coats were useless, and the virtuous Qiao Niang took advantage of the sun to turn out their winter clothes, washed them and put them away after being exposed to the sun.

I packed them up and sent them to Fu Zhan, and invited him to be a guest at home in the evening.

Given the relationship between the General's Mansion and their family, Fu Zhan must have entertained him when he came here, not only because of his relationship, but also the friendship his father had with General Fu back then.

In addition, he also wanted to ask Fu Zhan about the situation of the Imperial Capital. After all, it was once the capital of a country. Although the world is in chaos now, it is hard to say how it will develop in the future. If you know more information, you will be more prepared.

After Fu Zhan had a full meal, he lay on the wooden bed covered with thick mattresses. The quilt on his body was stuffed with enough cotton, and the weight brought a reassuring warmth.

There are no people in the dormitory during the day. Now the temperature difference between morning and evening is very large, and it is extremely cold at night, so everyone tries to catch up with work during the day and rest early in the afternoon.

After eating in the cafeteria at noon and taking a break, everyone went to work. There was only the sick patient in the room who dared not speak. Fu Zhan had a good night's sleep.

When I woke up, it was already mid-afternoon, and the warm bed made people linger, but the long-term vigilance made Fu Zhan wake up quickly.

He rarely sat on the bed in a daze for a while. He had been sleeping in the open for several months, and he had already forgotten how long he hadn't slept so peacefully.

Being in danger, his spirit was always tense, and the slightest disturbance would wake him up. Sometimes he couldn't find a suitable place to stay, and he even didn't close his eyes for several nights in a row.

His whole body is like a bow that has been pulled to the extreme, if he can't find Wangchen, sooner or later he will be broken.

Although this sleep was not for a long time, it was solid and stable enough, and because he found Wangchen and saw him living in this world peacefully, the boulder that had been falling in his heart suddenly let go, and Fu Zhan felt much more relaxed.

He changed into Dong Ge'er's old jacket that Xia Chen gave him. The thick padded jacket was a bit bulky, the cloth was not very good, and the color was even more dusty.

But Fu Zhan didn't dislike it at all, the padded jacket was extremely warm, and he tied the belt carefully so as not to damage his clothes.

Qiao Niang was careful, and also sent new footwear and cotton boots. Fu Zhan stepped in and tried them. The shoes were a little big, but they were not in the way, and they were still very comfortable.

The injured roommates kept their eyes envious. Newcomers like them have no family background. It is not easy to save such a set. Cotton is so precious now.

As far as the mattress he is making now is a second-hand product you found in a store, the cotton inside is already a little hard, and it doesn't look as thick as others. It really deserves to be related to the city lord, and the treatment is really good.

Fu Zhan was very sensitive to people's eyes. After being stared at for a long time, he followed the source of his gaze, and the young man who was peeping was so frightened that he shrank his head suddenly and almost twisted his neck.

The roommate seemed a little timid, Fu Zhan looked away silently, and then heard a small voice from the side: "Hello, my name is Wang Erli."

Fu Zhan said casually, "Do you have an elder brother named Wang Dali?"

Wang Erli was pleasantly surprised: "How do you know?! You know my brother?"

Fu Zhan: "...I don't know."

"Oh." Wang Erli sighed, and without waiting for Fu Zhan to ask, he explained to him on his own: "I heard that my brother was very strong when he was born, and he almost kicked the midwife's tooth off. So I named him Dali, and after I was born, I was called Erli, but in fact I am not very strong at all."

"But my brother is very good. Next time the guard recruits for the exam, he will definitely be able to pass the exam."

When Wang Erli mentioned his elder brother, he was full of admiration. Fu Zhan thought of his elder brothers in a trance, and smiled wistfully.

For the men of the Fu family, it is fate that the horse leather shrouds the body. The eldest brother and the third brother died in battle.

"Then what, Young Master Xia is the most powerful..." Wang Erli noticed that Fu Zhan was in a low mood, so he quickly comforted him.

Fu Zhan was suddenly aroused, and after a moment of contemplation, he quickly recovered and asked, "Are the guards the ones in black?"

Wang Erli nodded, and Fu Zhan asked again: "Those people who drive out, are they dedicated to collecting supplies? How did I see some people not wearing black clothes?"

Wang Erli explained the system of the search team to him again, and then said proudly: "My brother formed a search team, and his team will be back around tomorrow."

He was injured during the last outing and cut off a large piece of flesh on his arm. It hasn't healed yet. His brother rented the four-person room for him. He was afraid that the Datong shop would be bumped and crowded, which would not be good for him. recuperate.

Only then did Fu Zhan understand why the two teams that came back with him were different. He chatted with Wang Erli and asked about the situation in the city.

Although Wang Erli was curious, as Xia Chen's brother-in-law, he didn't know anything, but after all, his identity was here, and Xia Chen personally brought him here, so he knew that he could talk a lot.

However, he himself is just an ordinary resident, and the news he knows is all on the bright side, and a lot of gossip is also mixed in.

Until the evening, when Fu Zhan was going to Xia’s house, Wang Erli heard him say that he was going to eat, so he rolled down from the bed: “Come on, I’ll go with you, let me tell you, there are too many delicious things in the cafeteria , make sure you haven’t eaten it before.”

Fu Zhan: "Well, I won't go to the cafeteria."

Wang Erli: "Then where are you going?"

Fu Zhan: "I'll go to Xia's to eat."

Wang Erli: "...Then what, I'm not too hungry now, why don't you go and eat first."

Wang Erli wrapped one arm, climbed back onto the bed, lay down straight, and waved his good hand: "Go quickly."

It was getting late, so Fu Zhan did not delay, and followed the route Xia Chen said.

The Xia family prepared a feast early, and after the meeting, it was inevitable to exchange pleasantries. Mr. Xia was still young when he served under General Fu, and Fu Zhan and his father looked quite similar.

Seeing Fu Zhan was like seeing General Fu who was still in his prime, which made Mr. Xia sigh for a while.

Fu Zhan treated Mr. Xia with great respect, called him uncle, and saluted him when he saw him, and he was also quite close to other Xia's family members.

Afterwards, during the dinner, Fu Zhan accompanied Mr. Xia to recall the past. When Mr. Xia asked about his family situation, he also tried to pick up the best ones and said that he did not want to let this uncle, who was full of admiration when he mentioned his father, know how brave he was at the time. General Fu couldn't stand up anymore.

In the end, Master Xia got drunk and hummed a melodious and desolate tune vaguely. Fu Zhan sat at the table for a long time and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Brother Dong carried Master Xia back to the room, Xia Dalang helped Qiaoniang clean up the tables, chairs and chopsticks, Xia Chen accompanied Fu Zhan and sat down in the yard. It was a rare windless night today, but it was still cold and dry.

"Where's your friend?" Fu Zhan seemed to have drunk too much, his voice was a little hoarse, and his temperament was more indulgent.

Xia Chen threw a hand stove into Fu Zhan's arms. This thing is like an ancient hand warmer: "Zijian? He went to take a bath."

Disgusted with the smell of food and drink, Wen Shu went to wash and change clothes after dinner, Xia Chen took a free time to see Fu Zhan alone.

Holding the warm hand stove, Fu Zhan was silent for a moment before asking, "What do you want from me?"

Xia Chen nodded, and said straight to the point: "I want to ask you about the situation in the Imperial Capital."

Fu Zhan didn't ask him why he bothered to inquire about the news from such a distance, he organized his language a little bit, and then explained everything in detail.

The previous situation was similar to that of Fu Zhan's previous life. First, the gates of the city were closed and the imperial guards were sent to clean up the zombies in the city.

If the above tasks are completed, the imperial capital can be used as a base to send troops to collect supplies for further effect.

If it was an ordinary disaster, there was nothing wrong with this approach. The palace's timely response to make such a decision was also due to the fact that Emperor Xiyuan was still a wise emperor, and he was lucky enough to escape the first wave of mutations.

It's just that the disaster came too suddenly, the lack of foresight of the people could not see the efforts made by those in power, some people fished in troubled waters, and there were various reasons for the shortage of troops.

Just like Fu Zhan's previous life, the gate of the imperial capital was breached in the third month. Countless zombies gathered outside the gate, including many evolved black zombies, rushed straight into the city, causing a large number of casualties.

Emperor Xiyuan awakened his supernatural ability, which can release the dragon energy to release the barrier, expel zombies and protect the people.

At first glance, his ability bureau is much stronger than Wang Chen's. After all, Wang Chen's cover is only so big, and he directly covers the palace.

In fact, Wangchen's supernatural ability can be carried, fought, attacked, and defended, but Emperor Xiyuan's ability can only be defended, and he must be recognized as the real dragon emperor.

This condition of use is a bit mysterious. The acknowledgment is not a verbal acknowledgment, but someone who thinks from the bottom of his heart that he is the Son of Heaven and has the aura of a real dragon. Only then can he use this kind of power similar to faith or belief to open the barrier.

And the more people believe in him, the bigger and stronger his barrier will be, which is why he is so powerful as soon as he activates his ability.

In addition to the people around them, most of the people in the world, most of the survivors still dare not doubt the majesty of the emperor. The beliefs of these people gathered into strength, so that Emperor Xiyuan was able to protect the people.

It's a pity that there is no distance between beliefs, but there are people. All the people who believed in Emperor Xiyuan spread all over the country, and they couldn't get the blessing of their emperor, so they died in large numbers in this disaster.

Those who survived, after experiencing the pain of bereavement and displacement, did not receive any help from the royal family, and naturally lost their faith.

The result of this is that the barrier that Emperor Xiyuan can create is getting smaller and smaller day by day, but more and more people are getting news.

One day, in the barrier that blocked the zombies, a large-scale bloodshed occurred. These people did not die at the hands of alien zombies, but died at the hands of their compatriots.

The situation in the imperial capital, which had just stabilized under the barrier of Emperor Xiyuan, became tense again, and there were even rumors that such a disaster was caused by the lack of virtue in the current day.

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