In Hope Town, watching the gate is a relaxing job.
Although this place is separated from the wasteland by a door, and walking two more steps forward will lead to a hell that no one cares about, it is not on the wasteland after all, so you can get a considerable salary without taking too much risk.
And the job is decent enough.
Whether people who do serious business or unreasonable business will be more at ease when they arrive near their settlements.
Even the raiders need such a safe place to replace the stolen goods with other things they need.
Otherwise, the things they snatched would be worthless garbage, and they could only be thrown on the ground and waited for the scavengers to pick them up, or they would become the spoils of other wasteland tourists.
Especially nowadays, most of the wasteland tourists in this area use automatic rifles produced in the southern part of the valley province.
It is already difficult to survive with the iron pipe rifle rubbed by hands. They also need to keep pace with the times and hide themselves where they should be...
Mark, standing at the west gate, yawned, took out his rusty pocket watch and took a look, calculating how many hours it was before he got off work.
This job is to pass the time.
This is especially true in the West Gate, where wasteland tourists rarely come.
Just as he was thinking about where to drink after get off work, the guard standing next to him suddenly looked up and looked west, frowned and muttered.
What sound?
What... what sound?Close the brass lid, Mark put away his pocket watch and looked at the new guy.
The young man joined the town garrison a few months ago. He was the son of a hunter in the town. He had some impression of his father and had drunk alcohol together.
Didn't you hear it?The young man looked at him and continued, something exploded.
Hearing this sentence, Mark couldn't help laughing.
Haha, that's not very normal. Just take two steps out and it's wasteland. The sound of gunfire and explosion is not very common... Just get used to it.
Honestly, this is not actually common.
Loneliness and coldness are more common in wasteland than death.
There may be no living things in a deserted wilderness for many years, and only swaying weeds can be seen for decades.
If a wolf howl suddenly sounds there one day, maybe it should be aware of it.
But Mark doesn't want to think so.
He was more inclined to have what happened in Chi Chi's wasteland than what happened was an accident that had nothing to do with them.
Reducing nostalgia is the way to survive. He knows very well why he can be the guard because he will not deal with things that have nothing to do with him.
The young man crawled on the ground, pressing his ear against the ground, and muttering to himself.
The sound of gunfire and the sound of running were at least thirty or forty kilometers, and it was so thumping... who fought with whom.
Mark couldn't help but go up and kick him in the ass.
Don't worry about it, get up and stand guard.
There was a kick in the butt, and the young man stood up awkwardly, shutting his mouth to stop talking.
After being disturbed by him, Mark's mood was still pretty good until noon.
Once a person knows what big thing happened next to him and doesn't know what the matter is, he will involuntarily think about it and then start to worry.
Especially when you have nothing to do.
Mark was no exception. The young man seemed to have let go of this matter, but he couldn't help thinking it over and over again in his heart.
Who is fighting with whom?
By the way, Is there a bigger settlement here?
At this moment, a rustling rustled in the forest not far away, followed by a whoosh-breaking sound of breaking through the air.
Before Mark could come to his senses, an arrow flew over to the wooden pillar behind him with a clang.
Shocked, he quickly picked up the rifle in his hand and loaded it, opened the security and pointed in the direction where the arrow flew.
Who is there!
No one answered.
Mark swallowed, his eyes flashed with astonishment and nervousness. He pointed straight at the woods where there was no sign of people, but he did not dare to go up to see the situation.
At this time, the young man next to him ran behind him, pulled the arrow off the pillar, and shouted at him.
Sir!There is something tied to the arrow!
What is it?Not daring to move away from the sight, Mark stared at the woods and shouted with his back to him.
It's a roll of animal skin!It seemed that something was written on it... After taking apart the animal skin and barely recognizing what was written on it, the young man suddenly stopped talking.
Animal skin?
Mark was stunned for a moment, eager to know what was above, but he did not dare to relax his vigilance.
So he maintained his aiming posture, retreated to the young man, freed up his left hand and pulled the animal skin over.
There are indeed two sloppy lines of words written in animal blood.
And it was written incorrectly.
He recognized the content above with conjecture and guesswork. Mark's face instantly lost its blood color, as if it was painted with white paint.
Oh shit……
He cursed and quickly looked at the young man who was also stunned beside him, staring at him with a warning look.
You are here to guard me, I will go back and report the news... You are not allowed to tell anyone about this!
The young man nodded in a daze.
Mark glanced at the forest, gritted his teeth, put his gun away and carried it on his back, and ran towards the town with the arrow and the roll of animal skin.
In the forest, a pair of green pupils hidden under the hood were staring at the back running towards the town.It was not until the guard disappeared behind the gate that he disappeared from the shadow of the forest...
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Hope the office in the central government.
The round table in the conference room was filled with prominent figures from the town.
There are grizzly bears and the owner of the street lamps, old carpenters, shop owners of tanning workshops, landlords holding thousands of acres of land and mayors who manage thousands of households.
They are not very idle people, but at this moment they are all sitting here silently, sucking first-hand or second-hand cigarettes.
Even though the spicy smell of smoke can make people cry, the people sitting here still cover the doors and windows tightly, without any intention of opening a window to breathe.
Similarly, no one spoke.
At this moment, an arrow lay on the round table in front of them.
It was about noon, someone shot the arrow at the west gate of the town and was picked up by the guards standing there.
There was a roll of animal skin tied on it before, and two lines of words were written in animal blood.
Og, you want to eat people.
Run!
If that's a joke, it's definitely the worst and most vicious joke of the year!
The mayor here is the first to break the silence.
His name is Ma Hechang. Although he is already fifty years old, he is still tough and has a very prestigious place in the town.
The grizzly bear, sitting not far from him, and the owner of the street lamp tavern hugged his head and said to himself with a look of pain.
Why does this happen.
There was noisy complaints and discussions in the conference room, and the expressions on everyone's faces were filled with panic and uneasiness.
They don't know what Og is, but seeing the words "cannibal" and "running quickly" it's not difficult to guess what it means.
The ordinary plunder tribes dare not take action against a settlement like Hope Town with thousands of families. I think they can only be those unreasonable mutants.
But people still can't believe that this is true.
Qi The tribe did not come to Jinhe City the first day. I heard that it was there a century and a half ago.
The green-skinned baboons are indeed a bit too strong and terrifying in number, but they are actually different from the mutants in other places and rarely attack the surrounding survivors' settlements.
There are rumors that they have some slaves enclosed in the tribe, so there is no need for frequent plunder.
There are also rumors that their ancestors were actually humans, but they became like this unexpectedly, which would make their descendants more restrained and not take action against those villages and farmlands.
However, these are just rumors.
Most people who believe in this actually don’t know why it is like this. They just give me a reason to convince themselves and others for things that cannot be explained, and seek peace of mind in panic.
The Qi tribe has existed for more than a century, and they have lived here for more than a century. No one knows why they don't eat them, let alone why they have changed their minds now.
At this moment, someone suddenly spoke.
Could it be just a joke?
No one paid attention to him.
Because this is nonsense.
Even if most people think so in their hearts, no one dares to joke about their lives and their families.
Ma Hechang looked at the director of the town garrison sitting aside and lowered his voice.
Have the sentinels been sent out?
The director of the town garrison nodded and said nervously.
Has been sent out...No news yet.
Mayor Ma breathed a little relieved, at least there was no need to worry at this moment, the group of green skins suddenly broke in when they were halfway through.
Then he looked around at everyone present and said in a serious tone.
Now we need to figure out the first thing we need to know is who is warning us!If that person really has conclusive news, why use this method instead of telling us in person!
I think so too!If the news is true, why didn’t he talk in person?We all thank him and even give him a sum of money.The owner of the glassware sells complained.
At this moment, Mayor Ma suddenly thought of something and looked at the blacksmith sitting at the round table.
Do you know this arrow?
...I recognize that this arrow was indeed sold by me. After staring at the arrow cluster for a long time, the blacksmith in the town frowned and said, but the hunters in the town used the arrows I made, which doesn't mean anything.
For experienced hunters, hunting with rifles is not cost-effective, traps and bows will be more economical.
A hint of disappointment appeared on Mayor Ma's face.
At this time, a man wearing a long gown woven with devil silk and looked a little rich suddenly spoke.
Cough, listen to me, there are too many abnormalities in this matter... I prefer someone who wants to drive us out of here so as to take the opportunity to rob our property.
His name is Xiao Zhixue. He is in the beer business. He has a brewing workshop in the town and hires more than 20 workers. The wine consumed by wasteland tourists in the past is basically from him.
One shop owner asked.
But what if what is said in the letter is true?
The wine merchant named Xiao stared at him.
real?How is that possible!That ‘Qi’ never attacked the settlements, they only caught the guys wandering around the wasteland!
If you didn’t know before, it doesn’t mean you won’t know in the future. Maybe they have changed their minds on a whim.
But this is unreasonable! Are they not allies of the Torch Church? We have converted to the church, and there are even pastors of the church in our town!
His eyes looked at the priest at the round table, and the middle-aged man who was catching sight could not help but wiped his sweat and said nervously.
I don't know... Since the past few days, I have been unable to contact the Apostle anymore.Ah, will it have anything to do with this matter?
To the west... there seems to be a small place called Chenai Town there.The blacksmith said, touching her chin.
The pastor nodded hurriedly.
It's this name!I remember the apostle said before he disappeared that he would take his believers there to preach!
At this time, the owner of the Tanner Skin suddenly spoke.
Could it be those mutants who went to Dust Town to search for the whereabouts of the apostles, but failed to find them... and then the green-skinned baboons went crazy and killed people everywhere?
This seems to be the most reasonable explanation.
Although this is also something that everyone is unwilling to face.
Mayor Ma hit the table hard with his fist and said loudly.
Enough, these things are not important. What matters is what should we do now?Should I stay and fight them, or move to another place to avoid it first
Before he could finish his words, the wine merchant cried out in shock.
Move to another place?Are you kidding?Where can we go?There is no place nearby where so many people can be taken in!
Someone patted his butt and left.
His brewery can't be moved away!
If those mutants don’t kill anyone, they will definitely set a torch to burn them all here!By then, all his property here will be done!
Most of the others are the same.
Sitting here are the most prestigious big families in the town, and their homes and property are here.This place is not just a small town for them, but also their foundation.
Although no one is willing to face those green-skinned monsters, no one is willing to just run away.
If you don't leave, you can only fight with them. Mayor Ma said with a gloomy expression. To be honest, I don't have much confidence in being the opponent of those guys.
A mutant tribe of tens of thousands of people...
Even the Pinecone Farm in the southeast, the big landlord who raises nearly 50,000 people, could not be the opponent of the mutant tribe.
The size of both sides is not on the same dimension at all.
At this time, the director of the garrison suddenly stood up from the conference table and walked towards the door.
Mayor Ma looked at him.
where did you go?
The director stopped.
Go and mobilize the residents of the town and send them the guns.If we continue to discuss this, we can't get rid of it and we can't get beaten, so we can only sit here and wait for death.
As soon as he finished speaking, the wine merchant sitting not far away stood up.
Wait, you can't do that!Strike the gun now, everyone knows something is going to happen!
The director of the town garrison frowned.
When has it been? Is it useful to cover it now?
The wine merchant lowered his voice and said.
There are some wasteland tourists in the town who are better at fighting than us. At worst, we can give them some money!But if they were asked to get the news in advance and know that their opponents were mutants... I bet they might run faster than rabbits!
The director of the ward station glanced at him blankly, thinking in his mind that it seemed that there was something reasonable.
No matter how hard the wasteland tourists are, they are better than the militia in the town. It is better to mobilize those guys than to mobilize a group of guys who have never fought a war to give them their heads.
Everyone sitting at the conference table exchanged gazes, with mostly agreeing in their eyes.Mayor Ma pondered for a long time and nodded slowly.
I think so too...but we cannot place all our hopes on those outsiders, we have to prepare for both.
After saying that, he looked at the director of the garrison.
Send the weapons in the stock to the fence, then use obstacles to block the four gates in the southeast, west and north, and dig out some fortifications... As for the wasteland tourists, we told them that we received the news that a group of plunderers had wandered into this area, and the town needed to strengthen fortifications, and vehicles and cargo were not allowed to enter and exit for the time being.Three days later, if the alarm is lifted, we will remove the fortifications and they can come and go freely.
During this time, Hope Town will provide its guests with free accommodation and food.
If you keep the goods, you will keep the merchants in the town. If you keep those merchants, it is equivalent to keeping their private soldiers.
If it only took three days, those merchants would not have done too outrageous actions and rashly offended the town.
While this may have an impact on the reputation of Hope Town, it is clear that the crisis of survival is even more urgent right now.
As for those mercenaries, although it is difficult to forcefully retain them, they can be hired by using the excuse of dealing with plunderers who have wandered into this area.
After a pause, Mayor Ma said with a hint of luck.
Actually... it may not be as bad as we think.
The Sentinel hasn't brought the news back yet, at least it means that the mutants have not arrived near us yet.Perhaps as Mr. Xiao said, this is just a trick to scare us away.
Everyone sitting in the table looked at each other.
If it was that simple...
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Forest dozens of kilometers away.
After the banquet, the mutant applied the blood and grease of prey on his face, hummed rude shouts and songs, and embarked on the next banquet journey.
Og died more than two hundred brothers, including a centurion and a big man.
He had to cut four hundred heads to relieve his anger.
As for whether the Torch Church is angry, what does it have to do with Og?
What he was unhappy was not just the old priests in the clan, but also the divine humans he was not happy with...
At this moment, most of the residents of Hope Town have not realized that the danger has quietly come to their heads.
And a few people who were familiar with the matter were still fantasizing that things might not be that bad, and that arrow tied with animal skins was just a clumsy scam.
On the other hand, Luo Yu, who had lunch in the hotel, learned from Wu Wenzhou, the leader of the caravan, that there were news of plunderers escaping in the nearby areas and the town blockade.
Raiders?!
After hearing the news, Luo Yu showed a surprised expression on his face, and he quickly remembered the group of people he met at the junction of the province before.
... Could it be those people we met?
On the way here, they met a group of robbers who were robbing the road and seized a piece of Maxim from the plunderers.
But if it were those people, he would not be able to think of any necessary fortifications.
have no idea.Wu Wenzhou shook his head with a wry smile. Anyway, the four exits of the town are now blocked. Although people can enter and exit, the goods cannot pass through. We can't let them remove the roadblocks and bunkers.
Although this place is a safe area, it is also in the wasteland. He dared not leave the goods here, and the people ran out.
The goods will be lost by then and there will be no place to reason.
But there is actually no need to go out.
It is not the exception of the chewing bone tribe. Most raiders are hammered by their colonies, and only some small villages can have accidents.
There are so many mercenaries and caravans here, so there is no need to worry about safety issues at all.
Are we just waiting here?Luo Yu couldn't help frowning when he remembered the advice that guy named Baisha gave him.
He delays his day on the road for one more day, and his 100,000 silver coins will increase the risk of being in a day.
It seemed that he was about to reach his destination, and he was really reluctant to lose his links at this critical moment.
Wu Wenzhou sighed helplessly.
At present, there is no better way... It's only three days anyway, just wait.
He paused, and he continued.
Of course, although their reasons are reasonable, we cannot just let them do it for no reason.I will go to other merchants to discuss it later and they will always give us an explanation.
If the roadblocks are still not removed after three days, they can unite to put pressure on local residents and town offices.
Of course, this is the last resort.
If possible, he really didn't want to have conflicts with the locals. Hope town is one of the few relatively safe and reliable settlements on this trade route.
He usually sleeps under his pillow when spending the night in some small settlements, but if he locks the door, he can sleep well.
...I'll go around and go around, maybe there's some clues.
As he said that, Luo Yu pushed the chair away and stood up.
When he thought of wasting three days in this town, he felt uncomfortable all over. It would be better to go out and look for it now to see if there is any branch line to pass the time.
Wu Wenzhou nodded.
Go, remember to come back before dark.
Luo Yu, who walked out of the hotel, stood on the street, looked around and found that the town was quite unexpected, which was completely different from his first impression last night. I am afraid that there were no less than a thousand people living there.
Like them, there were many merchants and mercenaries stranded here, and they were gathered near the hotel to exchange what they heard.
It might be a good idea to talk to them.
However, just as Luo Yu was about to walk over, he suddenly realized that he was not a person who was particularly good at socializing.
Let's not talk about NPCs.
In fact, players have fewer contacts.
He has been playing this game for a while, but only Brother Mosquito is familiar with his teammates in the Goblin Corps, and then he knows some Brother Mosquito’s acquaintances.
Before raising Xiaoyu, he often was alone.
Just as he was thinking about how to walk over and get information from the old fried dough sticks, a familiar voice suddenly came from the side.
Fallen feathers?!
I didn't expect that there were still acquaintances in this broken place.
When Luo Yu heard someone calling his name in Mandarin, he subconsciously turned around, and then saw a familiar face, and his eyes widened in surprise.
I'm blanching?
Why are you here too?!
Although this place is separated from the wasteland by a door, and walking two more steps forward will lead to a hell that no one cares about, it is not on the wasteland after all, so you can get a considerable salary without taking too much risk.
And the job is decent enough.
Whether people who do serious business or unreasonable business will be more at ease when they arrive near their settlements.
Even the raiders need such a safe place to replace the stolen goods with other things they need.
Otherwise, the things they snatched would be worthless garbage, and they could only be thrown on the ground and waited for the scavengers to pick them up, or they would become the spoils of other wasteland tourists.
Especially nowadays, most of the wasteland tourists in this area use automatic rifles produced in the southern part of the valley province.
It is already difficult to survive with the iron pipe rifle rubbed by hands. They also need to keep pace with the times and hide themselves where they should be...
Mark, standing at the west gate, yawned, took out his rusty pocket watch and took a look, calculating how many hours it was before he got off work.
This job is to pass the time.
This is especially true in the West Gate, where wasteland tourists rarely come.
Just as he was thinking about where to drink after get off work, the guard standing next to him suddenly looked up and looked west, frowned and muttered.
What sound?
What... what sound?Close the brass lid, Mark put away his pocket watch and looked at the new guy.
The young man joined the town garrison a few months ago. He was the son of a hunter in the town. He had some impression of his father and had drunk alcohol together.
Didn't you hear it?The young man looked at him and continued, something exploded.
Hearing this sentence, Mark couldn't help laughing.
Haha, that's not very normal. Just take two steps out and it's wasteland. The sound of gunfire and explosion is not very common... Just get used to it.
Honestly, this is not actually common.
Loneliness and coldness are more common in wasteland than death.
There may be no living things in a deserted wilderness for many years, and only swaying weeds can be seen for decades.
If a wolf howl suddenly sounds there one day, maybe it should be aware of it.
But Mark doesn't want to think so.
He was more inclined to have what happened in Chi Chi's wasteland than what happened was an accident that had nothing to do with them.
Reducing nostalgia is the way to survive. He knows very well why he can be the guard because he will not deal with things that have nothing to do with him.
The young man crawled on the ground, pressing his ear against the ground, and muttering to himself.
The sound of gunfire and the sound of running were at least thirty or forty kilometers, and it was so thumping... who fought with whom.
Mark couldn't help but go up and kick him in the ass.
Don't worry about it, get up and stand guard.
There was a kick in the butt, and the young man stood up awkwardly, shutting his mouth to stop talking.
After being disturbed by him, Mark's mood was still pretty good until noon.
Once a person knows what big thing happened next to him and doesn't know what the matter is, he will involuntarily think about it and then start to worry.
Especially when you have nothing to do.
Mark was no exception. The young man seemed to have let go of this matter, but he couldn't help thinking it over and over again in his heart.
Who is fighting with whom?
By the way, Is there a bigger settlement here?
At this moment, a rustling rustled in the forest not far away, followed by a whoosh-breaking sound of breaking through the air.
Before Mark could come to his senses, an arrow flew over to the wooden pillar behind him with a clang.
Shocked, he quickly picked up the rifle in his hand and loaded it, opened the security and pointed in the direction where the arrow flew.
Who is there!
No one answered.
Mark swallowed, his eyes flashed with astonishment and nervousness. He pointed straight at the woods where there was no sign of people, but he did not dare to go up to see the situation.
At this time, the young man next to him ran behind him, pulled the arrow off the pillar, and shouted at him.
Sir!There is something tied to the arrow!
What is it?Not daring to move away from the sight, Mark stared at the woods and shouted with his back to him.
It's a roll of animal skin!It seemed that something was written on it... After taking apart the animal skin and barely recognizing what was written on it, the young man suddenly stopped talking.
Animal skin?
Mark was stunned for a moment, eager to know what was above, but he did not dare to relax his vigilance.
So he maintained his aiming posture, retreated to the young man, freed up his left hand and pulled the animal skin over.
There are indeed two sloppy lines of words written in animal blood.
And it was written incorrectly.
He recognized the content above with conjecture and guesswork. Mark's face instantly lost its blood color, as if it was painted with white paint.
Oh shit……
He cursed and quickly looked at the young man who was also stunned beside him, staring at him with a warning look.
You are here to guard me, I will go back and report the news... You are not allowed to tell anyone about this!
The young man nodded in a daze.
Mark glanced at the forest, gritted his teeth, put his gun away and carried it on his back, and ran towards the town with the arrow and the roll of animal skin.
In the forest, a pair of green pupils hidden under the hood were staring at the back running towards the town.It was not until the guard disappeared behind the gate that he disappeared from the shadow of the forest...
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Hope the office in the central government.
The round table in the conference room was filled with prominent figures from the town.
There are grizzly bears and the owner of the street lamps, old carpenters, shop owners of tanning workshops, landlords holding thousands of acres of land and mayors who manage thousands of households.
They are not very idle people, but at this moment they are all sitting here silently, sucking first-hand or second-hand cigarettes.
Even though the spicy smell of smoke can make people cry, the people sitting here still cover the doors and windows tightly, without any intention of opening a window to breathe.
Similarly, no one spoke.
At this moment, an arrow lay on the round table in front of them.
It was about noon, someone shot the arrow at the west gate of the town and was picked up by the guards standing there.
There was a roll of animal skin tied on it before, and two lines of words were written in animal blood.
Og, you want to eat people.
Run!
If that's a joke, it's definitely the worst and most vicious joke of the year!
The mayor here is the first to break the silence.
His name is Ma Hechang. Although he is already fifty years old, he is still tough and has a very prestigious place in the town.
The grizzly bear, sitting not far from him, and the owner of the street lamp tavern hugged his head and said to himself with a look of pain.
Why does this happen.
There was noisy complaints and discussions in the conference room, and the expressions on everyone's faces were filled with panic and uneasiness.
They don't know what Og is, but seeing the words "cannibal" and "running quickly" it's not difficult to guess what it means.
The ordinary plunder tribes dare not take action against a settlement like Hope Town with thousands of families. I think they can only be those unreasonable mutants.
But people still can't believe that this is true.
Qi The tribe did not come to Jinhe City the first day. I heard that it was there a century and a half ago.
The green-skinned baboons are indeed a bit too strong and terrifying in number, but they are actually different from the mutants in other places and rarely attack the surrounding survivors' settlements.
There are rumors that they have some slaves enclosed in the tribe, so there is no need for frequent plunder.
There are also rumors that their ancestors were actually humans, but they became like this unexpectedly, which would make their descendants more restrained and not take action against those villages and farmlands.
However, these are just rumors.
Most people who believe in this actually don’t know why it is like this. They just give me a reason to convince themselves and others for things that cannot be explained, and seek peace of mind in panic.
The Qi tribe has existed for more than a century, and they have lived here for more than a century. No one knows why they don't eat them, let alone why they have changed their minds now.
At this moment, someone suddenly spoke.
Could it be just a joke?
No one paid attention to him.
Because this is nonsense.
Even if most people think so in their hearts, no one dares to joke about their lives and their families.
Ma Hechang looked at the director of the town garrison sitting aside and lowered his voice.
Have the sentinels been sent out?
The director of the town garrison nodded and said nervously.
Has been sent out...No news yet.
Mayor Ma breathed a little relieved, at least there was no need to worry at this moment, the group of green skins suddenly broke in when they were halfway through.
Then he looked around at everyone present and said in a serious tone.
Now we need to figure out the first thing we need to know is who is warning us!If that person really has conclusive news, why use this method instead of telling us in person!
I think so too!If the news is true, why didn’t he talk in person?We all thank him and even give him a sum of money.The owner of the glassware sells complained.
At this moment, Mayor Ma suddenly thought of something and looked at the blacksmith sitting at the round table.
Do you know this arrow?
...I recognize that this arrow was indeed sold by me. After staring at the arrow cluster for a long time, the blacksmith in the town frowned and said, but the hunters in the town used the arrows I made, which doesn't mean anything.
For experienced hunters, hunting with rifles is not cost-effective, traps and bows will be more economical.
A hint of disappointment appeared on Mayor Ma's face.
At this time, a man wearing a long gown woven with devil silk and looked a little rich suddenly spoke.
Cough, listen to me, there are too many abnormalities in this matter... I prefer someone who wants to drive us out of here so as to take the opportunity to rob our property.
His name is Xiao Zhixue. He is in the beer business. He has a brewing workshop in the town and hires more than 20 workers. The wine consumed by wasteland tourists in the past is basically from him.
One shop owner asked.
But what if what is said in the letter is true?
The wine merchant named Xiao stared at him.
real?How is that possible!That ‘Qi’ never attacked the settlements, they only caught the guys wandering around the wasteland!
If you didn’t know before, it doesn’t mean you won’t know in the future. Maybe they have changed their minds on a whim.
But this is unreasonable! Are they not allies of the Torch Church? We have converted to the church, and there are even pastors of the church in our town!
His eyes looked at the priest at the round table, and the middle-aged man who was catching sight could not help but wiped his sweat and said nervously.
I don't know... Since the past few days, I have been unable to contact the Apostle anymore.Ah, will it have anything to do with this matter?
To the west... there seems to be a small place called Chenai Town there.The blacksmith said, touching her chin.
The pastor nodded hurriedly.
It's this name!I remember the apostle said before he disappeared that he would take his believers there to preach!
At this time, the owner of the Tanner Skin suddenly spoke.
Could it be those mutants who went to Dust Town to search for the whereabouts of the apostles, but failed to find them... and then the green-skinned baboons went crazy and killed people everywhere?
This seems to be the most reasonable explanation.
Although this is also something that everyone is unwilling to face.
Mayor Ma hit the table hard with his fist and said loudly.
Enough, these things are not important. What matters is what should we do now?Should I stay and fight them, or move to another place to avoid it first
Before he could finish his words, the wine merchant cried out in shock.
Move to another place?Are you kidding?Where can we go?There is no place nearby where so many people can be taken in!
Someone patted his butt and left.
His brewery can't be moved away!
If those mutants don’t kill anyone, they will definitely set a torch to burn them all here!By then, all his property here will be done!
Most of the others are the same.
Sitting here are the most prestigious big families in the town, and their homes and property are here.This place is not just a small town for them, but also their foundation.
Although no one is willing to face those green-skinned monsters, no one is willing to just run away.
If you don't leave, you can only fight with them. Mayor Ma said with a gloomy expression. To be honest, I don't have much confidence in being the opponent of those guys.
A mutant tribe of tens of thousands of people...
Even the Pinecone Farm in the southeast, the big landlord who raises nearly 50,000 people, could not be the opponent of the mutant tribe.
The size of both sides is not on the same dimension at all.
At this time, the director of the garrison suddenly stood up from the conference table and walked towards the door.
Mayor Ma looked at him.
where did you go?
The director stopped.
Go and mobilize the residents of the town and send them the guns.If we continue to discuss this, we can't get rid of it and we can't get beaten, so we can only sit here and wait for death.
As soon as he finished speaking, the wine merchant sitting not far away stood up.
Wait, you can't do that!Strike the gun now, everyone knows something is going to happen!
The director of the town garrison frowned.
When has it been? Is it useful to cover it now?
The wine merchant lowered his voice and said.
There are some wasteland tourists in the town who are better at fighting than us. At worst, we can give them some money!But if they were asked to get the news in advance and know that their opponents were mutants... I bet they might run faster than rabbits!
The director of the ward station glanced at him blankly, thinking in his mind that it seemed that there was something reasonable.
No matter how hard the wasteland tourists are, they are better than the militia in the town. It is better to mobilize those guys than to mobilize a group of guys who have never fought a war to give them their heads.
Everyone sitting at the conference table exchanged gazes, with mostly agreeing in their eyes.Mayor Ma pondered for a long time and nodded slowly.
I think so too...but we cannot place all our hopes on those outsiders, we have to prepare for both.
After saying that, he looked at the director of the garrison.
Send the weapons in the stock to the fence, then use obstacles to block the four gates in the southeast, west and north, and dig out some fortifications... As for the wasteland tourists, we told them that we received the news that a group of plunderers had wandered into this area, and the town needed to strengthen fortifications, and vehicles and cargo were not allowed to enter and exit for the time being.Three days later, if the alarm is lifted, we will remove the fortifications and they can come and go freely.
During this time, Hope Town will provide its guests with free accommodation and food.
If you keep the goods, you will keep the merchants in the town. If you keep those merchants, it is equivalent to keeping their private soldiers.
If it only took three days, those merchants would not have done too outrageous actions and rashly offended the town.
While this may have an impact on the reputation of Hope Town, it is clear that the crisis of survival is even more urgent right now.
As for those mercenaries, although it is difficult to forcefully retain them, they can be hired by using the excuse of dealing with plunderers who have wandered into this area.
After a pause, Mayor Ma said with a hint of luck.
Actually... it may not be as bad as we think.
The Sentinel hasn't brought the news back yet, at least it means that the mutants have not arrived near us yet.Perhaps as Mr. Xiao said, this is just a trick to scare us away.
Everyone sitting in the table looked at each other.
If it was that simple...
……
Forest dozens of kilometers away.
After the banquet, the mutant applied the blood and grease of prey on his face, hummed rude shouts and songs, and embarked on the next banquet journey.
Og died more than two hundred brothers, including a centurion and a big man.
He had to cut four hundred heads to relieve his anger.
As for whether the Torch Church is angry, what does it have to do with Og?
What he was unhappy was not just the old priests in the clan, but also the divine humans he was not happy with...
At this moment, most of the residents of Hope Town have not realized that the danger has quietly come to their heads.
And a few people who were familiar with the matter were still fantasizing that things might not be that bad, and that arrow tied with animal skins was just a clumsy scam.
On the other hand, Luo Yu, who had lunch in the hotel, learned from Wu Wenzhou, the leader of the caravan, that there were news of plunderers escaping in the nearby areas and the town blockade.
Raiders?!
After hearing the news, Luo Yu showed a surprised expression on his face, and he quickly remembered the group of people he met at the junction of the province before.
... Could it be those people we met?
On the way here, they met a group of robbers who were robbing the road and seized a piece of Maxim from the plunderers.
But if it were those people, he would not be able to think of any necessary fortifications.
have no idea.Wu Wenzhou shook his head with a wry smile. Anyway, the four exits of the town are now blocked. Although people can enter and exit, the goods cannot pass through. We can't let them remove the roadblocks and bunkers.
Although this place is a safe area, it is also in the wasteland. He dared not leave the goods here, and the people ran out.
The goods will be lost by then and there will be no place to reason.
But there is actually no need to go out.
It is not the exception of the chewing bone tribe. Most raiders are hammered by their colonies, and only some small villages can have accidents.
There are so many mercenaries and caravans here, so there is no need to worry about safety issues at all.
Are we just waiting here?Luo Yu couldn't help frowning when he remembered the advice that guy named Baisha gave him.
He delays his day on the road for one more day, and his 100,000 silver coins will increase the risk of being in a day.
It seemed that he was about to reach his destination, and he was really reluctant to lose his links at this critical moment.
Wu Wenzhou sighed helplessly.
At present, there is no better way... It's only three days anyway, just wait.
He paused, and he continued.
Of course, although their reasons are reasonable, we cannot just let them do it for no reason.I will go to other merchants to discuss it later and they will always give us an explanation.
If the roadblocks are still not removed after three days, they can unite to put pressure on local residents and town offices.
Of course, this is the last resort.
If possible, he really didn't want to have conflicts with the locals. Hope town is one of the few relatively safe and reliable settlements on this trade route.
He usually sleeps under his pillow when spending the night in some small settlements, but if he locks the door, he can sleep well.
...I'll go around and go around, maybe there's some clues.
As he said that, Luo Yu pushed the chair away and stood up.
When he thought of wasting three days in this town, he felt uncomfortable all over. It would be better to go out and look for it now to see if there is any branch line to pass the time.
Wu Wenzhou nodded.
Go, remember to come back before dark.
Luo Yu, who walked out of the hotel, stood on the street, looked around and found that the town was quite unexpected, which was completely different from his first impression last night. I am afraid that there were no less than a thousand people living there.
Like them, there were many merchants and mercenaries stranded here, and they were gathered near the hotel to exchange what they heard.
It might be a good idea to talk to them.
However, just as Luo Yu was about to walk over, he suddenly realized that he was not a person who was particularly good at socializing.
Let's not talk about NPCs.
In fact, players have fewer contacts.
He has been playing this game for a while, but only Brother Mosquito is familiar with his teammates in the Goblin Corps, and then he knows some Brother Mosquito’s acquaintances.
Before raising Xiaoyu, he often was alone.
Just as he was thinking about how to walk over and get information from the old fried dough sticks, a familiar voice suddenly came from the side.
Fallen feathers?!
I didn't expect that there were still acquaintances in this broken place.
When Luo Yu heard someone calling his name in Mandarin, he subconsciously turned around, and then saw a familiar face, and his eyes widened in surprise.
I'm blanching?
Why are you here too?!
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