After the chandelier in the Iron Ore Valley Chamber was lit, no one wanted to extinguish the fire.
Adventurers from different human settlements have a fiery heart. They brainstormed and discussed into the night. During this period, there were disputes, contradictions, and even moments of tension.
But as long as you look at the brilliant sun mural on the dome, everyone is full of expectations for the future, calm down and continue to discuss.
Some settlements expressed that they were extremely short of food, some were worried that their troops would be transferred too much, and some settlements were willing to send more troops to seize more benefits. Many issues caused quarrels, and in the end, the quarrel was too much to talk to, so Zhou Qingfeng had to make a ruling.
Zhou Qingfeng was born in keyboard coolies, but he is not good at resolving such actual disputes. But now the matter was caused by him, and everyone needed him to mediate as fair as possible, so he could only bite the bullet and let all parties compromise.
"Each family can keep a certain amount of food in stock, but those with more food must provide relief to those with less food. Those who send more troops will be given priority in obtaining food and grass supplies.
I propose that Old Borg be a grain inspector. He can go to various settlements to inspect the grain stock. We must do everything possible to ensure victory.
Regarding the issue of troop strength, I ask all participating settlements to send out all the troops that can be mobilized. We must form a strong force to defeat the enemy in as short a time as possible. This can also solve the food problem.
Mr. Jason is from Coldwind City, and I hope you will accept him as a force coordinator. No settlement is allowed to retain its strength, otherwise it will become a public enemy, and the distribution of benefits afterwards will be punitively reduced. "
Zhou Qingfeng tried his best to make his plan feasible. Some issues cannot be reconciled at all, so they can only use their future interest expectations as bait, and rely on his hard-earned prestige to force them through.
He didn't sleep this night. He arranged manpower to mobilize the troops the next morning, as far as possible to complete the assembly in two days, and launch an offensive three days later-the pressure on both sides of the battle is very high, and the work must be done more meticulously. opportunity.
Zhou Qingfeng stayed up all night, and his mind became a little groggy. After dawn, he washed his face, ate something casually, and then returned to the Voodoo Swamp to bring out the trebuchet and the craftsman.
Even the No. 50'straw bag' ordered to be formed yesterday has to be unveiled.
In view of the importance of the catapult and Zhou Qingfeng, the temporary formation of the Human Resistance Coalition was not relieved to let him go alone. Luke and Naer continued to follow him, and each family sent a person to listen to him by Zhou Qingfeng, with the nickname "responsible for contact".
In fact, it is Uncle Zhou who has faintly become a mascot of some real power at the moment, with prestige that others don't possess. His life and death are of great importance, almost determining the fate of the human forces in the Black Forest, but there must be no mistakes.
At this moment, on the Magru tribe's side, the thief'Thorn' who is responsible for tracking the missing of the squadron is using the cover of shadow to sneak into the voodoo swamp.
He didn't intend to come to this harsh settlement. After all, this is a waste concentration camp. The people in the settlement can only lick the shoes of the winner, and it is impossible to stand up against any forces.
But the shaman of the Magru tribe prayed to the spirits of the ancestors, hoping for guidance, and ended up with an obscure pattern—a young man holding a banner stood up in a rotten and smelly swamp. When the young man screamed, it radiated a ray of light.
'Thorns' expressed extremely puzzled by this thoughtless'prophecy', but in the Black Forest there was only the Voodoo Swamp with disgusting and dangerous swamps. As for young people, it also fits perfectly with Zhou Qingfeng's image. So he can only come here for a run.
After I arrived, I discovered that this settlement was really different, and it was strange everywhere.
'Thorns' sneaked into the swamp settlement, hiding in the shadow of a shack. Several residents lined up and hurried past him. This alone was amazing.
The voodoo swamp of the past was really rotten like a pack of shit, and the people in the settlements were like dung maggots writhing in the shit, which was annoying. Most people live it off, and life is hopeless anyway, it is nothing more than death sooner or later.
"Thorns" had also been to the Voodoo Swamp before, and the people I met were either cunningly promoting various fakes, or lying lazily in some place, standing in line-this kind of thing is really novel.
People who have just passed by are still carrying the frame, which contains the rubbish that has been cleared from every corner of the settlement. These things are either piled up and burnt, or pits are dug and buried.
Zhou Qingfeng's order to clean up was entirely to find work for people to do, and at the same time, through labor screening, to pick out some useful labor. But this cleanup is too strange for the'thorns', it is hard to imagine that a bunch of waste cares about cleaning.
The labor of lifting the frame went quite fast, and even meant to compete with each other. I heard someone shouting: "Hurry up, hurry up, the first team to complete the task is rewarded with work points."
Curious, really curious!
The'thorns' probed from the shadows. He recognized the caller but was even more puzzled, "Isn't this Rubio, a famous profiteer in Voodoo Marsh? He doesn't open a warehouse to do business, so what is he talking about?"
Rubio was skinny, holding a wooden megaphone in his hand and yelling. His warehouse was forcibly sold out by Zhou Qingfeng, and there was no business to do. So he simply became a running dog for Uncle Zhou, and he was very happy.
Zhou Qingfeng knew that Rubio was not well-known in the settlement, so he kept this guy to stare at other people to work. This guy has no real power, so he fulfills his duty of supervision, reports to Wilson who is staying behind, and decides the work points for each day of labor.
At the beginning Rubio still resisted, but soon discovered that "revolutionary work does not distinguish between high and low," and the supervision is also "serving the people"-holding the loudspeaker and pushing those waste snacks to work, watching their hurried pace, Unique sense of accomplishment.
In the past, Rubio used to be shoddy at best. But how can being a small profiteer give Uncle Zhou a bullshit? The poor ghosts in the settlement have to look at his face. To be lazy or not to work is to sabotage work, to be hungry at light, and to be beaten at worst.
Although the settlers hated Rubio, they had no choice but to endure him and his men. Naturally, there are injustices such as retaliation, but Zhou Qingfeng did not intend to stay in this broken settlement for a long time, and it is not the current thing to cause popular anger and rebellion.
Besides, it really wants to arouse the outrage of the people. It is nothing more than taking medicine according to the prescription and using Rubio's head. The effect is remarkable and the cost is low. Uncle Zhou has also seen "Three Kingdoms" and will not sympathize with a profiteer.
Where does the "thorns" who are just hiding in the shadows understand these? He only knows that this ruined place is evil if not seen for a while. The people in the settlements seemed to have been caught in a spell like'violent charm', and their temperaments had changed drastically, and they were no longer different from the past.
"The hint given by the goblin ancestor spirit should be correct, there is indeed a problem with this ghost settlement."'Thorns' decided to investigate.
At this moment, Uncle Zhou came back majesticly with a large number of people.