Escape from the wasteland and farm: the full-level boss dressed as the best eldest sister

Chapter 145 Three Dead Ends
Li Wenli didn't expect that there was an uncle standing by his side, so he couldn't help but nodded to him.

Uncle Qiu asked again with a shy smile.

"I don't know what your second suggestion is?"

"The second suggestion is to stay in the North."

"Stay in the Northland?" Everyone's eyes widened again.

Li Wenli nodded calmly.

"Although the Northland is barren, there will be no war in the short term. Even if there is a war, it will be just training on the battlefield. The real place for the game is still in the south. If you can find a secluded valley in the Northland to hide from the world, maybe wait five years You can wait for a turnaround in six years.”

But this time, even Uncle Qiu shook his head.

There is no way, the shadow of Weifengtangtu Village is too great.

Thinking that they will be massacred by bandits one day, how can they sleep peacefully?

This torment is not the body, but the soul.

"You can't be bitten by a snake for ten years and be afraid of well ropes. As long as you find the place well, the bandits can't find you."

Li Wenli drew a simple map on the desktop as he spoke.

"Ten miles to the north from here, there is an unnamed mountain range. There are rich products and few people go there. Living in seclusion there will not be too bad."

Uncle Qiu and the others glanced at the mountain range. Although they were a little tempted, they still had more shadows than heartbeats. Everyone was silent and resisted.

They are still like this, let alone other barren people.

Li Wenli nodded clearly, and went on to make the third suggestion.

"The last suggestion is that instead of evacuating from the bridge, we are prepared to find a second way."

"The second way?"

Even though they are not familiar with the Northland, they also know that the Northland and the South straddle a big river, and the only way is the North-South Bridge in front of them!

"This...isn't there only one way?"

"There is only one land route, but besides the land route, there is also a water route." Li Wenli replied calmly.

"waterway?"

"Yes... yes, why didn't we think of that!"

The uncles were a little excited.

Seeing their excited faces, Li Wenli couldn't help pouring cold water on them: "Even so, the military is not stupid. Now that all waterways are under control, it is bound to take risks to take this road."

Everyone couldn't help being silent.

Where did Li Wenli give him a way out?

Every one is a dead end!

The first way is to queue up to the bridge, but the possibility of not going up is even greater, and you will also encounter the Xuanwei Army.

The second way is to stay in the north to escape the world and live in seclusion, but you may encounter bandits, and even if you don't, you will be in fear all day long.

The third way is to follow the seven-member team to venture to the fishing village to snatch the boat, but... snatch the boat from the army?It is simply a fantasy.

Therefore, everyone's hearts are cold.

When these three suggestions were conveyed to the desolate people, everyone fell into an eerie silence.

Others were happily waiting for the porridge in the evening, but the hundreds of newcomers looked gloomy and sad.

Brother Qiu Dasan went to catch fish, but unfortunately they found nothing.

After all, there are tens of thousands of desolate people here, and at least 1 people went to the river to catch fish. Regardless of whether the fish was big or small, all those who should be caught were caught, and those who were not caught also hid at the bottom of the river.

They took advantage of their excitement and went back disappointed. They never wanted to come back to take a look. The father's face was even more serious than theirs, and the three brothers couldn't help but feel their hearts thump.

What did the leader of the seven-man team say just now, and why did Dad have such an expression?

"Father, didn't the conversation go well just now?"

Uncle Qiu didn't know whether to say it was going well or not, so he could only repeat what he heard to his sons, and then looked at Bai Junjun for help.

(End of this chapter)