The First Order

Today’s night seems not so difficult. Thousands of people gathered around their bonfires to warm up, and countless sweet potatoes were thrown in the bonfires.

Gradually, there was an intoxicating sweet smell throughout the camp.

In the dark, countless lights suddenly lit up on this dark wilderness wasteland, the yellow light flickered, and many people looked forward to watching the sweet potatoes in the campfire not yet cooked.

That sweet potato looked as big as a wine bottle. As a result, Chen Wudi ate three sweet potatoes in one breath. Ren Xiaosu was shocked when he saw this scene. He suddenly felt that Chen Wudi came to him as a master. Poor him!

Chen Wudi wiped his mouth to look around the circle of people: Ren Xiaosu, Wang Fugui, Yan Liuyuan, Xiaoyu sister, Wang Dalong.

"Look," Ren Xiaosu glanced at him.

"Master, don't you think our team has any shortcomings," Chen Wudi said.

Ren Xiaosu froze for a moment: "What is missing?"

Chen Wudi's gaze wandered back and forth between Yan Liuyuan and Xiaoyu sister: "A white dragon horse is still missing."

Yan Liuyuan and Xiaoyu were not good at the time, but Chen Wudi also had his own principles. He said: "You don't have to look at me like that, neither of you is a white dragon horse, I won't confess."

At this moment, Wang Fugui and Wang Dalong were uncomfortable again, are they really Bajie and sand monk?!

"..." Ren Xiaosu was a bit melancholy. His team was still quite normal. After Chen Wudi came in, he suddenly changed his style.

But what surprised Ren Xiaosu was that this invincible Chen went crazy, and even had his own internal logic, but why should the other party recognize himself as a master...

He did not take Chen Invincible into consideration, but calculated the amount of food for everyone silently. At present, the sweet potato should be enough to eat for about two days, and the sweet potato is not necessarily bad even if it is put on for a winter.

It's a bit tiring to hurry on the road, after all, sweet potatoes are still quite heavy.

Now they are only about 100 kilometers away from the 109 barrier. Normal people can walk about 40 kilometers if they are calculated according to 8 hours a day. If the intensity is higher, they can walk 50 kilometers, but it is estimated that Wang Fugui and Wang Dalong and Xiaoyu’s physical experience Some can't eat enough.

In the afternoon, Xiaoyu took needles to help Yan Liuyuan pick out the blisters from her soles. Yan Liuyuan looked at Xiaoyu’s profile quietly at that time, and suddenly felt that there was such a sister.

At this time, the blisters on the feet of the refugees had already rotted and scabed again, and then scummed and then rotted again. Escape is far from simple as "how many kilometers can we walk in a day".

Therefore, Ren Xiaosu estimates that they may take at least 3-4 days to reach the 109th barrier. The sweet potatoes can save some food, and they don’t even have to go out to find food again.

Suddenly Ren Xiaosu heard Jiang Wu's voice not far behind him: "Let's persevere again, we will soon reach barrier 109. We must dig the sweet potatoes we dig in the afternoon. You may be tired from walking, but Better than hungry."

The students have passed the stage of homesickness and fragility. The flowers in these greenhouses are learning to be strong. Someone suddenly asked: "Teacher, can we really walk to the 109 barrier?"

"It must be possible," Jiang Wu said. "As long as we follow the teenager, we can."

At this time, some students squeezed their brows to remind Jiang Wu that behind him, Jiang Wu turned his head to see Ren Xiaosu's eyes.

With a cry, she quickly turned her face back, as if the bonfire was burning so much that her cheeks were extremely red.

Jiang Wu lowered his voice and said to the students: "Why don't you remind me!"

"Haha," the students laughed: "The teacher blushed."

Looking at this scene, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that human beings should be the most happy animals, as long as they see a little hope, they are willing to live.

After a while, Jiang Wu's students sang a song in a low voice, like a ballad on campus.

Ren Xiaosu listened to those songs a little bit fascinated. He also wanted to be born in a carefree barrier and enjoy all the comfort.

Of course, life in the barriers may not be so easy now.

In the distance, at the Kyung's consortium station, Luo Lan smelled the sweet potato flew from afar. While eating the individual food rations stored in the car by the combat brigade, he sighed: "Still the poor people will live a life..."

The confidant of Luo Lan next to him asked, "Boss, do you say your brother will send someone to rescue you?"

"It's not easy to say," Luo Lan was a bit melancholy. "I was a bit worried about him. He was still there when there was a problem in Jingshan. Now Qingzhen is still alive and dead."

Luo Lan whispered softly, "I don't think Mr. Qing will be okay. He has always done things with stability."

"What is stable," Luo Lan sighed: "It's not the same accident this time. Of course, earthquakes and volcanic eruptions are natural disasters and force majeure."

"You said, will barrier 112 have the same problem as ours?" he asked, "After all, the distance between the two sides is about the same. We can't carry the earthquake on this side, and the same on the other side."

"Yes," Luo Lan said after thinking for a while: "I'm afraid barrier 112 also collapsed. The Qings consortium suddenly lost two barriers, and Qinghua is likely to accept severe punishment within the consortium."

"But it's not our fault," he whispered softly. "Who will change it, isn't it the same?"

"He Qingqing itself has made too many enemies within the consortium," Luo Lan said. "And he killed a lot of other consortium people a while ago. The consortium may worry that he is difficult to control, so I will let him dry. But this is all Temporarily, because the Qing consortium still needs Qingzhen to do things, other people do things that are not as good as Qingzhen's...or less ruthless than him."

At this moment, Qingzhen walked among the mountains, his face had been blackened by the black smoke impacted by the eruption of the volcano, and people who had already collapsed could not collapse again.

Xu Qi held a satellite phone and said, "Boss, the presidium of the consortium lets you answer the phone."

At this time, they have gone out of the coverage of volcanic clouds, and satellite phones have resumed use.

"Tell them, there is no time," Qing Zhen said angrily.

Xu Qi was a little embarrassed, but he still conveyed the original words. After a few seconds, he looked at Qingzhen: "They asked you to go to the 111 barrier to be investigated immediately after going out of the mountain. You must not be allowed to go out of the 111 barrier. Barrier 113...is gone..."

"Tell them, I know," Qing Huang said carelessly.

Xu Qi hung up the phone after replying there, and he said to Qing Zhen: "Is this going to put you under house arrest?"

"It's just a long time since I returned to the 111 barrier," Qing Zhen said: "You call Lu Yuan at the 109 barrier and let him send someone to search for Luo Lan."

Xu Qi hesitated and said, "That's the barrier controlled by the Lee's consortium. As a barrier manager, Lu Yuan may have little say."

"The power to send some private troops is always there. The 109 barrier is closest to the 113 barrier, so if Luo Lan is fine, he will definitely run to Lu Yuan," Qing Huang said, looking back at the gray sky behind him. "You tell him, If he couldn’t find Luo Lan, he would have to die.”

Xu Qi suddenly felt that Qing Zhen was nothing like a person to be investigated by the consortium under house arrest, and the feelings of Qing Zhen and Luo Lan brothers were also better than the rumors.