Everyone Survives In The Fog

Although Ye Zhongming was confused, he didn't pay too much attention.

Zhao Zhonghai can also be regarded as a middle-level and senior manager of Shanhe Shelter, and he can be regarded as his uncle, so there is no need to doubt his character.

…

The large teleportation array is located in the shelter.

In an ordinary wooden house, a middle-aged man with a serious face was sitting. Opposite him was a young man wearing earrings.

"Zhao Zhonghai sent a message, saying that those guys in District 7 refused and asked us to take action directly."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "A bunch of brats really take themselves seriously. Do they really think they are invincible by guarding a few excellent beasts?"

The young man with earrings narrowed his eyes slightly and said sullenly: "I really don't know what that old guy Zhang Zhongyue was thinking. When we wanted to occupy the seventh area, he refused to agree to the death, and ended up giving it to a few brats!"

"snort!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "Since he won't give it to us, we'll take it ourselves!"

"Then at the super gathering place, will other power conferences allow us to take action?"

The middle-aged man showed an inexplicable smile: "In the past, of course not. But... now that there is a strategic resource like cattail grass, we will not be willing to be monopolized by one person."

"Even if we don't take action, there will be others who can't help it."

"Go ahead. Didn't Zhao Zhonghai say that the original seeds of Cattails are in the hands of a boy named An Changlin? Directly arrange for the nigger to go there. I don't want to see any accidents."

The young man with earrings bowed slightly and replied emphatically: "Yes!"

A storm is brewing silently in the dark, sweeping towards District 7...

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1 o'clock in the evening, District 7. .

In a leased property.

There are several simple log cabins built here. In addition to daily living, they are mainly used for selling various commodities.

It's just that it's late at night and no tourists are coming, so it closes early.

At this time, in silence, a black figure walked out from behind the door.

His eyes moved slightly, staring at the depths of Area 7. He submerged into the darkness extremely skillfully and calmly, approaching the building deep inside.

Judging from its movements, it seems that it is very familiar with the surrounding environment. Every movement is crisp and clear, and its destination is very clear.

And the aura exuding from his body was clearly of excellent strength.

…

10 minutes later, the center of the 7th District business district.

Boom!

There was a violent collision, dust and smoke were everywhere, fire was shining, and the huge sound swept in all directions, resounding throughout the entire gathering place, waking up all the sleeping people.

A large number of survivors woke up from their sleep and looked into the depths of Area 7 with doubtful eyes.

Those who were close witnessed an astonishing scene with their own eyes.

The commercial building, which had just been built a few days ago, slowly collapsed amidst the loud noise of the explosion.

With the dull sound of the building breaking apart, the entire building collapsed into ruins.

In a pair of eyes, an inexplicable look is brewing!

Deep in the seventh area, in the forest wooden house, Yang Zhenghe looked shocked and hurriedly walked out of the wooden house, with thousands of thoughts surging in his heart.

Deep in the eighth area, Zhao Zhonghai's eyes were splitting with anger, and he lowered his voice and growled: "What a bastard, are you trying to steal a seed and make such a big fuss, for fear that others won't know? Idiot!"

In the third district, an elegant blond middle-aged man shook the wine in his glass and showed a faint smile: "The news is indeed correct. I didn't expect that the first person who couldn't bear it was the people from the eighth district... The seventh district, Are you admitting defeat? Or..."

In the sixth area, a tall, muscular man, wearing a contrasting pink rabbit sleep suit, woke up from his sleep in a daze.

"What the hell? Who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night? Why don't they just play blasting?"

Many people who are not at the gathering place are also receiving messages one after another.

"What? District 7 was attacked by someone?"

As soon as Zhang Zhongyue heard the news, he suddenly sat up from the bed.

Why? how come? Who did it?

A large number of thoughts were surging in Zhang Zhongyue's mind. After thinking about the possible direction of things, he couldn't help but shed a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Okay, I'll be there right away." Knowing that the matter was serious, the young man hurriedly turned around and left.

However, they will never allow infighting to occur openly!

If a battle breaks out between the two gathering places, what will the other survivors think?

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next moment!

"You mean, this movement was not caused by us?"

Even if he is found to be the instigator, no one knows what will happen to him!

The elderly Zhang Zhongyue let out a loud roar that shook the wooden house three times.

Large gathering place, in one room.

"Then if that's the case, then the other side must have been prepared to make such a big deal. How can you end it?!"

But this time, no one wants to see such a big commotion.

"The high probability is that a nigger is too smart to do such a stupid thing!"

Although they were shocked, they were all a little confused: "Is this movement too big?"

Zhang Zhongyue took a deep breath and said after three seconds: "Go to the seventh district, don't let things get worse, I hope Qi Yuan... can be more sensible!

There was a loud noise, the wooden table was cracked, and sawdust flew everywhere.

Ye Zhongming did not dare to hesitate and quickly handed over the "Mist Survival Manual" on the desk.

Although many people are interested in cattail grass. But no one thought that someone would take action so quickly and make such a big fuss.

The strength he revealed was clearly of the Excellent level, and it was not weak among the Excellent levels!

As he spoke, the middle-aged man kicked away the sawdust on the ground.

"Mr. Zhang, what should we do next?"

The gathering place has just been established, and the survivors do not have a strong sense of belonging here. They will be scared away by the slightest disturbance.

In front, the young man with earrings in messy clothes also looked surprised: "The nigger brought a dagger and a teleportation scroll. And we don't have any large-scale explosive weapons at all!"

"Zhong Ming, get my "Mist Survival Manual" immediately, contact Qi Yuan immediately, and contain the matter. We must not let it develop!"

The middle-aged man had a fierce look in his eyes: "Why did you ask him to do something? Let him assassinate someone. As for making such a big fuss? Are you going to overthrow District 7?"

"Wait a moment!"

If a battle breaks out between regional forces, what will the other survivors think?

Perhaps, they can allow themselves to take action secretly, whether it is robbing or stealing, as long as they obtain the seeds of cattail.

boom! !

Regarding the bottom line of the forces in each region, he was like a clear mirror in his mind.

Even getting a part of District 7 is not impossible.

Therefore, many large districts adhere to the concept of recuperation and silent development, and no one is willing to cause trouble.

"Asshole!"

The middle-aged man looked gloomy and shouted: "Find a way to bring the nigger back. Don't leave any clues, otherwise there will be endless trouble!"

What everyone longs for is a stable, safe, and healthy gathering place. Only in this way can we attract more people, earn more spiritual coins, and develop better!

Other forces also watched with a lot of eyes.