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

Chapter 355 People Have Many Choices

Bai Junjun also has his own considerations for leaving a fool behind.

Although they have changed from red men to soldiers, they are still on the front line. If they really want to fight, they will all have to fight, regardless of whether they are the firehead army or the logistics.

Others are fine, at least they know how to protect themselves, what else can a fool do in the battlefield other than die?
Maybe it will become the weakness of Uncle Lame and the others.

Furthermore, the cripple uncle arranged for the fool to help them carry the baskets, which should have the meaning of entrustment.

In fact, the same is true, but the cripple uncle is too embarrassed to say this after all.

After all, how could Bai Junjun and Li Wenli have the audacity to let them lead fools just because they are so capable?
So he gave Bai Junjun the right to choose. If Bai Junjun is willing, he will keep the idiot. If he is not willing, the idiot will accept the idiot as long as he returns to them the same way.

At that time, the lame uncle on the official road waited and waited, but the three children of similar age who ran to the village did not come out again.

Their choices are known without words.

The eyes of the one-armed uncle were a little moist: "I'm really reluctant to get along with you these days."

"They will definitely take care of the fool." The one-eyed uncle also sighed.

"No matter what, it's the fate of a fool, and we can only help here."

After the lame uncle sighed, he turned to his companions in Death Valley and said, "Let's go!"

"it is good!"

A group of the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled noticed the sneaky left behind, but pretended not to know.

Everyone pushed the cart with all their strength, and the extra people quietly filled the vacancy of Bai Junjun and the other three.

They continued to walk toward the unknown front in silence.

Farther
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The three of Bai Junjun stayed in the cowshed for a while, and she got up only after she was sure that there was no more road outside.

Bai Junjun quickly took off the soldier's armor, revealing the gray powder kun skin.

As soon as she took off the iron hat, she couldn't tell the difference between male and female styles, and the cold eyebrows and eyes made people feel that this was a beautiful young man.

Bai Junjun asked Li Wenli to protect the little ones here, and went out to play wild by himself.

At that time, dogs were barking everywhere, and the sound of rubbing clothes and chatting could already be heard in some houses.

Bai Junjun walked quickly to a seemingly wealthy family, collected a set of men's clothes and left quietly.

Clothes are mainly for fools. After all, Xiao Yu and the others all have their own clothes, and only fools have nothing but armor.

His tattered suit was lost when the soldier's uniform was issued.

After stealing the clothes, Bai Junjun felt a little guilty, so he could only grab a handful of salt, roll it up with a leaf and put it in the family's yard.

Then he ran quickly to the place where they were hiding.

So when the sun came out, there were six more foreigners on the road in this village: two teenagers with weak crowns, a girl with cardamom, and three immature children.

In ancient times, unlike modern times, there are roads everywhere. They can only walk when they see the road, and occasionally stop for a while.

After all, the earth is round, and where there is a road, there is always a destination.

The east land is different from the north land. Except for the battlefield, other places have basically returned to normal.

After all, what should be lived is still to be lived.

However, this peace was broken when Biluo began to accept refugees.

These foreigners make the local people miserable.

There is no way, fleeing famine has made them exterminate their humanity. It is common to rob property and exchange children for food. When they return to a normal place, they still maintain their bad roots.

Many ordinary people in the East were robbed by them.

(End of this chapter)