Data Wasteland

The gathering place is located in a large valley with a "U" shape, which can block the wind and snow to a certain extent.

Dilapidated tents are everywhere in the valley. In order to protect the tent from the cold, many layers are used. The bottom is supported by wooden poles, covered with quilts and tarps. Walking through the tent, you can feel the line of sight inside. The man wrapped in torn cotton was walking slowly between the tents, seeing the cart full of canned meat and military rations behind Chen Xing, and they all gathered.

There is an open space in the middle, with a few rusty iron oil cans mixed with fuel and wood blocks, burning slowly, emitting heat. The ragged squirrel huddled around and kept warm.

"Brothers, friends, this is the head of the master group. He sympathizes with your hardships and came to visit you today..." The big cat said, holding the canned meat, "We have brought canned meat and rations. , Two servings per person, line up to get them."

"Okay!" "Thank you, sir, head!" "Long live head Chen!"

The eyes of the stray mice were shining, but their voices were weak, and then they lined up to receive canned meat and rations from Big Cat and Cassie. The people who came were all yellow and thin, and walked concealedly. Chen Xing couldn't help but shook his head. These people were weak and failed in logistics, let alone fighting.

Disappointed, a depressed teenager suddenly broke into his sight. His eyes are big, and his cheeks are sunken due to malnutrition. She was short in stature and wore a dirty travel gown. His sleeves and trousers had been rolled several times because of being too long.

"What's your name?" Chen Xing stopped the boy and asked.

"Tutu, Tutu..." the boy raised his head and replied falteringly.

"What will you do?" Chen Xing asked again.

The teenager hesitated for a moment, craned his neck, and sucked his nose vigorously, "You ate fried ham and wheat porridge in the morning. Well, there is a small slice of toast covered with blueberry jam, um, and a small glass of red wine. I haven't drunk it, but it should belong to the Kraken..."

"Hmm..." Chen Xing nodded thoughtfully, then waved back, "Come back with me."

"Good." The boy nodded in response.

"Ghost Fox, you can arrange it." Chen Xing ordered.

"Yes." Guihu took the boy aside and asked the accompanying team members to bring a military coat and put it on him.

Chen Xingbiao

His face remained calm, but his heart was ups and downs. This boy was one of his teammates in the Thunder Light regiment in his previous life, Dog Nose Tutu. Tutu possesses an extraordinary sense of smell and can distinguish the scents blowing in the wind from a few kilometers away. He is a scout of their squad. During an expedition to the fragments of the world, Tutu was swallowed by a cryptic lizard. When they killed the poisonous lizard and opened their stomachs, Tutu had melted into a pile of bones.

After encountering teammates from the previous life one after another, Chen Xing felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had thought of something, but it was vague and elusive. He was thinking hard, but his head became more and more chaotic, as if he was entangled with a large group of silk threads, confused and complicated, and could not understand and cut continuously.

His head was aching, and there seemed to be some signs of overuse of the brain. Chen Xing shook his head, got rid of distracting thoughts, and put his energy back on what was in front of him. Recruiting people here obviously doesn't work, and we still have to go to other safe places. If you offend, offend it. The world's strongest is respected. As long as he has enough strength, the local forces have to shut up.

"Master, thank you so much, I haven't eaten for a few days."

An old Liushu bowed to Chen Xing, the wrinkles on his face squeezed together, full of flattering smiles. This old stray mouse was at least seventy or eighty years old, with a thin body, and a small gray goatee under his pointed chin, which was sparsely sparse. Although it seemed to be shrinking, the two small eyes were shining brightly, and they were a little inconsistent with the external situation.

"What's your name?" Chen Xing came to be interested and asked.

"Going back to the master, I'm going to be lucky on the next journey. Everyone calls me Lao Ji, auspicious Ji, and auspicious Ji. A person from the red country, who lives in Chengjia Village in the southern part of the Longya Mountain Range. Climbing a tree is also a success..." The old Liumo nodded and bowed, while explaining his personal resume in detail.

"Good eloquence," Chen Xing said.

"Thank you, master, I dare not say anything else. If I am talking about eloquence, I can say that others are vomiting blood." Old Liushu boasted.

"So amazing?" Chen Xing laughed, and then asked, "How many years have you been here?"

"It's been more than twenty years." Old Liushu answered.

"Why don't you go back?" Chen Xing continued to ask.

The old squirrel looked awkward, "Look at my old bone, I can't even beat a dog, how can I get a hunting certificate."

"That's it..." Chen Xing groaned and followed

Then he glanced at the old stray mouse, "Want to mess with me?"

"I want to dream, you see I am starving to death. As long as you can use it, I am willing to be a dog or horse." The old stray mouse arched his hand again and bowed in salute.

"Okay." Chen Xing waved his hand, and the old Liushu immediately ran to Tutu's side, cracked his mouth, revealed his mouth full of yellow teeth, and smiled. That's like the living Buddha Ji Gong in the TV series.

"Stand well!" Guihu frowned and shouted.

"Yes!" The old Liushu immediately put away his smile, raised his head and chest, put his hands on both sides, and stood upright.

This old man seemed shrewd, and he had spent enough time in the Black Earth Continent. He had a better understanding of the situation in various places, and he should be able to play a certain role.

"Big, my lord, I, I want to go too." "We will let you go and watch..."

When several middle-aged stray rats saw it, they also proposed to follow Chen Xing.

"You are still willing to come in spring, then come to the master group stronghold to find me." Chen Xing said.

Most stray rats want to join the team because of the hard winter. Once it’s warm, they may come back to eat relief food. The reason why stray rats are looked down upon is because they are so lazy.

After sending the things, Chen Xing did not see the right person, so he returned to the base with the team.

Tutu and Laoji are temporarily handed over to Guihu for management. He didn't want to touch Tutu right away, people around him would be surprised by his different looks. Tutu's personality is relatively docile, and he was very obedient when he was in the team before, and he did what he called it, and it was not difficult to manage. As for Lao Ji, he is more shrewd, so there should be no problem.

After a few more days, Chen Xing led the team to the 25th Survival Center and hung up a sign in the lounge to recruit players.

"Hey, where are you from? This is the site of a mountain tiger. Who asked you to recruit people here!"

Not long after sitting down, the forces in this area came to stop it. Without saying anything, Chen Xing directly recruited armed robots and sent a duel request to the opponent.

The mountain tiger's face suddenly turned pale, and looked at each other, a little at a loss.

"Go back and tell you boss, come if you want to start a war, and I will accompany you at any time." Chen Xing took a sip of wine, put down his glass, and said lightly.