Doomsday Sanctuary

It has entered November, and the day before yesterday had just passed winter.

The weather in Zhongzhou is getting colder and colder, and the average temperature is only seven or eight degrees Celsius. People wear thick clothes, but they still shrink their necks.

In such a cold day, there are more and more teams going out. There is a constant flow of people at the city gate, some come in and out, and tens of thousands of people come in and out every day, some hunting mutant beasts, and collecting various materials.

Urban ruins are now the most popular collection point for materials. Clothes and quilts can be transported to the refuge city and sold at high prices. When the weather becomes cold, these become short-selling items. Now a piece of cotton clothing can buy hundreds of catties in the city.

There are also some people who collect fruit food and various spiritual herbs in the wild, and some are lucky enough to dig a spiritual grass to exchange a lot of food.

Although the weather turned colder, the vegetation outside was only a little yellower than before, and it didn't all fall off as soon as autumn.

After the energy drastic change, the adaptability of the trees has rapidly increased, and they are still lush, resisting the change of seasons.

Di Ping rode a big cat and led a group of people walking among the ruins of the city that had been completely shrouded in forest!

A team of twenty people, all riding wildebeests, running fast, and occasionally meeting people who come out hunting or searching for supplies will definitely attract enviable eyes.

Two days and two nights have passed since Di Ping slept soundly!

Di Ping, of course, this time I came out not to play. This is to take the team to Chengdong District, where there is a cotton-padded garment production factory. He is going to see if he can get cotton-padded garments. Now the gap in the cotton-padded garments in the city is too big, with tens of thousands. People are still wearing single clothes. If it really snows, many people will not be able to survive.

Of course, he can use crystal coins to buy from the system mall.

But that's too extravagant, a cotton-padded coat is worth a few coins, and ordinary people can't afford it.

Originally this was just a trivial matter, and there was no need for him to show up. Di Ping was just idle, trying to relax, so he led the team out.

Returning to the jungle, he found a feeling of comfort, like a dragon returning to the sea, fish in the river, all the cells in his body are jumping, and the fighting spirit in his heart is boiling.

This gave him a very funny feeling, as if he hadn't fought for a long time.

This made him feel that he was still suitable for fighting. In the future, he should not spend too much time on runes, refining tools, and pharmacy. He can only use broken time, and absolutely cannot take up more than ten days like this time.

These vocational skills become more complex and difficult. It will be difficult to imagine that there can be rapid breakthroughs in a few days, and it will take up more and more time.

This has seriously affected the growth of his cultivation base. Normally, he should have reached Tier 3 and Tier 4 by now, but he feels that he is still on fire.

And now Owen and Ava have reached the second level and fifth level, almost every ten days, this guy applies for an upgrade, and his strength improves quickly.

And Baine the barbarian is already preparing to attack Tier 3!

Roland and Merlin have already reached the second and eighth levels. Once they have a solid level, they are ready to upgrade to the second and nine levels.

After ten days, Di Ping felt like a long time had passed, and it seemed that he hadn't moved his hands for a long time!

Returning to the wild, it seemed that he once again awakened the wildness in his heart, and he was more active than everyone else. When he encountered a mutant beast, he didn't wait for others to respond, so he rushed up first and operated like a tiger.

At first, everyone didn't care, they talked and laughed, and they also commented on the power of the city lord's move, but when it came to the next few people, it felt wrong.

Almost let Di Ping give Bao Yuan, even if he encountered a group of first-order mutant dogs, Di Ping chased out Erli and chopped them all.

Now everyone looked at Di Ping's eyes with a bit of resentment!

Di Ping's heavy taste and non-provocative attitude hurt everyone. They came out to fight, not to be an audience.

Di Ping, who had killed several waves in a row, was finally addicted to his heart. Seeing everyone’s gaze, he burst into laughter and said, “Brother me, I’m so addicted. Now that I’m addicted, I’ll leave it to you. !"

"City Lord! No, if you don't enjoy yourself, you will kill the meeting again, anyway, we are fine!"

Tang Zhandong said with a smile.

"Well! Killing again?" Di Ping immediately laughed when he heard the words: "It's really a little bit of fun, then I will kill a few more waves, it will be fun, and I will give it to you later!"

After speaking, he jumped on the big cat and ran forward!

"Old Tang, if you are a fairy, you can't help but talk so much! Well, there's no more fun now!" The fat man glared at Tang Jiangdong with contempt, and mentioned that the wildebeest passed by Tang Zhandong.

A group of Tier 2 fighters from the Sanctuary City raised their horses one after another to surpass Tang Zhandong, and one by one they extended a **** to him, with a look of contempt.

"City Lord, I'm just being polite, don't take it seriously!" Tang Zhandong was sitting on the corner horse like a concubine. He looked at the figure of Di Ping riding a big cat 100 meters away. He wanted to shout these words.

But he dare not!

After a while, everyone was already a hundred meters away, and Tang Zhandong slapped his mouth in regret, seeming to blame himself for too much.