Doomsday Sanctuary

The reason everyone was shocked was that they knew too well, and the Sanctuary City could have experienced several animal waves.

Two times the sanctuary city was almost breached. One can imagine the terrifying nature of the beast tide, and they all had lingering fears when they heard it.

"City Lord, when will it erupt?"

Everyone asked.

"Depending on the situation, it can be as short as a week, and it will not exceed half a month!"

Di Ping Ning said.

"Hiss!" An inhalation sounded, and everyone looked solemn and said: "This time is too tight, and a lot of work may not be done!"

"Don't worry about it, hurry up and clean up the battlefield, we will return immediately when we go to the factory!"

Di Ping waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison, and then hurried to clean up the battlefield.

Di Ping couldn't help secretly rejoicing, but fortunately, he came out to find out the situation. If he really waited close, the refuge city should be fine, but other bases would be hard to say.

At this time, he didn't think about the mission in his mind. This was secondary, and the most important thing was to remind these bases.

After the crowd cleaned up the battlefield, Di Ping put the mutant beast corpses into the system backpack, and the crowd stepped on the wildebeest and hurried on the road.

Everyone was not delayed on the road, and they were resolved as soon as possible when they encountered mutant beasts. Di Ping also intervened. After an hour, everyone rushed to the vicinity of the factory.

It was just that after the ground changed, there was no precise positioning. It took a while for everyone to find this factory in a patch of weeds and trees.

However, to everyone's disappointment, this factory has very general construction standards and has no power to block the changes in the landscape. It has become a ruin.

Everyone did not give up, and opened the ruins to see if they could leave something, but the result was still disappointing. There were not many cotton clothes in the factory, at most thousands of sets, all of which were velvet clothes, but these cotton clothes had been soaked in rain. , It's already moldy, it's all powdered, it can't be used at all.

"City Lord, these are useless, what shall we do now?"

The fat man said with a frustrated expression on a rotten cotton coat.

"Go back and think of another way!"

Di Ping couldn't help sighing when he looked at these cotton-padded clothes.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle. The vacancy is too big. There are tens of thousands of people in the city. There are so many cotton-padded clothes in the city. There are only a few garment factories in Zhongzhou. Apart from this, I really don't know where there are!"

Tang Zhandong said solemnly.

Everyone was silent for a while, and the atmosphere was somewhat depressed.

With the passage of the last days, a large number of houses collapsed and the rest was covered by virgin forest vines. There are fewer and fewer good clothes in the city.

Tens of thousands of people want to solve it, but just a little bit of clothing obtained from the city can't help much.

"Hey! City Lord, if there are fabrics and cotton wool, can we make them in the city?"

Suddenly, Tier 2 Elemental Mage, He Sixian excitedly asked Di Ping.

"Of course!" Di Ping heard the words: "There are so many women in our city, and there is room for the factory in the manor. It is perfectly possible for us to get a processing factory!"

As he said, he looked at He Sizhi with bright eyes: "Did you know that there are a lot of fabrics and lint there?"

He Sixian hurriedly said: "City Lord, my family lives in the west of the city. There is a cotton textile city near our home. There are thousands of shops in it and a large number of warehouses. They all sell fabrics and cotton spinning. The amount there is definitely enough!"

"Will there be collapsed like here, these fabrics are useless if they get wet?"

Di Ping frowned.

He Sixian said with a confident smile on his face: "Don't worry, the city owner, this market building is not high and it is fully cast. It can withstand a magnitude eight earthquake and it will definitely not fall!"

"Okay!" Di Ping's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, looking at He Sixian with a smile, and said: "If you can find it, today you will be rewarded with 30 tribute points!"

"Hey! Thank you, the lord! I've settled this tribute point!" He Sixian immediately laughed excitedly.

A crowd of people looked at He Sixian, and there was a fire in their eyes, with deep envy in their eyes. With 30 tribute points, they can exchange for a second-tier weak equipment in the tribute building.

Unfortunately, they didn't think of this one!

The main problem is that it's all ordinary lords, who cares about Cotton Spinning City!

Now I go to shopping malls to buy clothes. As for making clothes, it was decades ago. Now, no one knows what cotton spinning city is, even some women do not know who makes clothes by themselves.

"Go, go to Cotton Textile City!"

With a wave of his hand, Di Ping was ready to set off. It was eleven o'clock now, and it was only 200 kilometers to the West End. The time was quite tight.

"Town Lord, wait!"

At this moment, Liu Mingyuan stopped him suddenly.

"what happened?"

Di Ping looked at Liu Mingyuan with some curiosity and asked.

Liu Mingyuan was stared at by the crowd, scratching his head a little awkwardly, and then pointed to some of the clothing machines in the ruins and said: "City Lord, if it is to make clothes, shouldn't these machines be useful? Shall we bring some back!"

Di Ping was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he slapped his hands and said: "Yes! Why did I forget this!"

Then he smiled and said to Liu Mingyuan: "You also have credit, reward ten tribute points!"

"City Lord Xie!" Liu Mingyuan said excitedly.

All of them were taken aback for a moment, and then they patted their thighs one after another, regretting how they didn't think about it, and let Liu Mingyuan take advantage of this kid.