Today's night doesn't seem to be so difficult. Thousands of people gather around their respective bonfires to keep warm, and countless sweet potatoes are thrown in the bonfires.
Gradually, the whole camp wafted an intoxicating sweet smell.
In the night, it seemed that countless lamps were suddenly lit on the dark wasteland. The yellow flames flickered, and many people looked forward to the uncooked sweet potatoes in the campfire.
The sweet potato looked as big as a wine bottle, but Chen Wudi ate three sweet potatoes in one go this time. Ren Xiaosu was startled when he saw this scene. He suddenly felt that Chen Wudi came to ask him to be his master because he wanted to eat it. Poor him!
Chen Wudi wiped his lips and looked at the people around him: Ren Xiaosu, Wang Fugui, Yan Liuyuan, Miss Xiaoyu, and Wang Dalong.
"What are you looking at?" Ren Xiaosu glanced at him.
"Master, do you feel that our team still lacks something," Chen Wudi said.
Ren Xiaosu froze for a moment: "What's missing?"
Chen Wudi looked back and forth between Yan Liuyuan and Miss Xiaoyu: "There is still a white dragon horse missing."
Yan Liuyuan and Miss Xiaoyu were in a bad mood at the time, but Chen Wudi also had his own principles. He said, "You don't have to look at me that way, you two are not white dragons, and I won't misjudge them."
At this moment, Wang Fugui and Wang Dalong felt uncomfortable again, could they really be Bajie and Drifting? !
"..." Ren Xiaosu felt a little melancholy in his heart. His team was quite normal at first, but why did Chen Wudi suddenly change his style of painting after he came in.
However, what surprised Ren Xiaosu was that Chen Wudi had his own internal logic when he went crazy, but why did the other party recognize him as a master...
He ignored Chen Wudi, but silently calculated everyone's food intake. Right now, the sweet potatoes should be enough for about two days, and the sweet potatoes might not go bad even if they are kept for a whole winter.
It’s just that it will be a little tiring to carry on the road, after all, sweet potatoes are still quite heavy.
Now they are only about 100 kilometers away from barrier 109. Normal people can walk about 40 kilometers per day if calculated according to hours, and if the intensity is higher, they can walk 50 kilometers. Can't bear it.
In the afternoon, Sister Xiaoyu helped Yan Liuyuan pick out the newly ground blisters on the soles of her feet with a needle and thread. Yan Liuyuan looked at Sister Xiaoyu's side face very quietly at that time, and suddenly felt that it was nice to have such a sister.
At this time, the blisters on the soles of the refugees' feet have rotted and scabbed again, and then rotted after the scabs formed. Escaping for life is far from being as simple as "how many kilometers can you walk in a day".
Therefore, Ren Xiaosu estimated that it would take at least 3 to 4 days for them to reach barrier 109. Save some sweet potatoes, and they don't even have to go out to find food again.
Suddenly, Ren Xiaosu heard Jiang Wu's voice not far behind him: "Persist a little longer, we'll be able to reach barrier 109 soon, and you must take the sweet potatoes we dug up this afternoon. It may be tiring to walk, but Better than starving."
The students have passed the stage of homesickness and vulnerability. The flowers in the greenhouse are learning to be strong. Someone suddenly asked, "Teacher, can we really reach the 109 barrier safely?"
"It's definitely possible," Jiang Wu said, "As long as we follow that boy, we will definitely be able to."
At this time, a student winked and reminded Jiang Wu to look behind him, and Jiang Wu turned his head to meet Ren Xiaosu's gaze.
With a bang, she quickly turned her face away. It seemed that the bonfire was so hot that her cheeks were extraordinarily red against the background.
Jiang Wu lowered his voice and said to the students: "Why didn't you remind me!"
"Haha," the students laughed, "The teacher is blushing."
Watching this scene, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that human beings should be the animals that know how to take pleasure in suffering, as long as they see a little hope, they are willing to live.
After a while, the students at Jiang Wu's side sang a song in a low voice, like a school ballad.
Ren Xiaosu was a little distracted listening to those singing voices. He also wanted to be born in a carefree barrier and enjoy all the comforts.
Of course, life in the barrier might not be so comfortable now.
In the distance where the Qing Consortium was stationed, Luo Lan smelled the smell of sweet potatoes floating in the distance. While eating the individual rations stored in the vehicle by the Combat Brigade, he sighed: "It's still these poor people who can live..."
Luo Lan's confidant next to him asked, "Boss, do you think your brother will send someone to rescue you?"
"It's hard to say," Luo Lan said a little melancholy, "I'm a little worried about him. He was still inside Jingshan when something went wrong, and Qing Zhen's life and death are still uncertain now."
Luo Lan's confidant whispered, "I don't think Boss Qing will be fine. He's always been very sure of what he does."
"What's the matter?" Luo Lan sighed, "It's not the same accident this time. Of course, earthquakes and volcanic eruptions are natural disasters and are force majeure."
"Do you think that barrier 112 will have the same problem as our barrier?" The confidant asked: "After all, the distance between the two sides is about the same. We can't withstand the earthquake here, and the same is true over there."
"That's right," Luo Lan thought for a while and said, "I'm afraid the No. 112 barrier has also collapsed. The Qing Consortium lost two barriers at once, and Qing Zhen will probably be severely punished within the consortium."
"But it's not our fault," said the confidant in a low voice, "Who will replace it? Isn't it the same?"
"Qing Zhen himself has made too many enemies within the consortium," Luo Lan said, "and he killed a lot of people from other consortiums a while ago. The consortium may worry that he will be difficult to control, so they will leave him alone. But this is all For the time being, because Qing's consortium still needs Qing Zhen to do things, other people's work is indeed not as good as Qing Zhen's... or not as ruthless as him."
At this moment, Qing Zhen was walking among the mountain roads, his face was already blackened by the black smoke from the eruption of the volcano, and the character set had already collapsed and could no longer collapse.
Xu Man held the satellite phone and said, "Boss, the presidium of the consortium asked you to answer the phone."
At this time, they had already walked out of the coverage of the volcanic cloud, and the satellite phone had resumed its function.
"Tell them, there's no time," Qing Zhen said angrily.
Xu Mo was embarrassed for a while, but he still conveyed the original words. After a few seconds, he looked at Qing Zhen: "They asked you to go to the 111 barrier immediately after leaving the border mountain for investigation. You are not allowed to go out of the 111 barrier. The 112 barrier and the Barrier 113... is gone..."
"Tell them, I know," Qing Zhen said nonchalantly.
Xu Mo hung up the phone after replying there, and said to Qing Zhen, "Is this going to put you under house arrest?"
"It's just been a long time since I went back to Barrier 111," Qing Zhen said, "You call Lu Yuan from Barrier 109 and ask him to send someone to search for Luo Lan."
Xu Man hesitated for a moment and said: "That is the barrier controlled by the Li's consortium. As the manager of the barrier, Lu Yuan may not have much say."
"There is always the right to send some private troops. Barrier 109 is the closest to Barrier 113, so if Luo Lan is okay, he will definitely run to Lu Yuan." Qing Zhen looked back at the gray sky behind him and said, "Tell him, If he can't find Luo Lan, he will die."
Xu Man suddenly felt that Qing Zhen didn't look like someone who was going to be under house arrest by the consortium for investigation, and the relationship between Qing Zhen and Luo Lan brothers was better than the rumors.