Chapter 1017 Remember This Land, It Will Become Your New Home!

From June to December.

Unknowingly, the foggy days have lasted for more than five months, covering every corner of the New World.

Under extremely high humidity, the sky in the wasteland changes at any time.

The sky was still slightly bright in the early morning, but it immediately became dark and heavy near eleven o'clock.

Boom!

In an instant, it was like a floodgate was opened.

Bean-sized raindrops began to fall from the overcast sky, hitting the ground hard.

The thick fog began to be diluted, dissipating and dissolving in the air like silk.

Along the northeast direction of Tianyuan Territory, in a valley in the dense woods, the rain cloth covering it was slightly opened.

From the gap, a tired face stretched out, looking helplessly into the distance.

"Hey, Dadong, you let all the rain in!"

"Oh, sorry"

Pulling the rain cloth forward, Tian Dadong apologized repeatedly, but his eyes were still fixed on the few footprints left on the ground.

That was the direction the migrating team left.

Before leaving, Qi Jie promised that he would come back to find them as long as he found a suitable gathering place.

However, less than 48 hours had passed, and under the scouring of rain, the traces of footprints were almost gone.

Can they still find the way back?

"Don't look, they will definitely not come back."

Another face poked out from the cave entrance.

The twisted sores spread from his neck and did not stop until his chin.

The knotted patterns formed clusters of frightening flowers, blooming on the surface of the skin.

"Brother Wei, but didn't Chief Qi promise us?"

"Don't be naive, Dadong." Wei Xianchao shook his head gently, his eyes full of despair: "Qi Jie is a good leader, but he is not a philanthropist. Even if he can really find a gathering place for humans in this deserted place, it is impossible for us to take in a group of patients infected with Hell Flower."

"But"

"No buts, come back, don't catch a cold." Seeing the hesitation on Dadong's face, Wei Xianchao didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed softly: "I was the same as you when I was infected, but you have seen these days that none of the published treatments are useful. Instead of expecting others to help us, we might as well think about how we can try to survive."

"One day is one day, damn wasteland, damn game, I don't have the strength to resist anyway."

After speaking, his face retracted.

Dadong opened his mouth, obviously unwilling.

However, after seeing that all the footprints had disappeared, he finally lowered his head.

The rain cloth was put back on, and the small space in the valley returned to darkness.

Here, twenty-six humans infected with the Hell Flower virus were huddled in their respective corners and shivering.

For those who were least infected, such as Dadong, apart from feeling extremely tired physically, there were no flowers rooted on their exposed skin.

But the most seriously infected people were covered with flowers all over their bodies, and even the skin on their faces was wrinkled together.

In the corner of the small space, there were a lot of food and drinking water, as well as an unextinguished fire.

The atmosphere of decadence and despair spread inside, and the ears were all groans caused by pain.

Because of the physical overdraft due to illness, he returned to his corner and sat for a while, and ate two pickled dried fish.

Dadong was dazed for a while, and couldn't help closing his eyes and falling asleep.

In his dream, he imagined that he was back on the island on the sea again, and he would go fishing with the large army every day at dawn.

There was plenty of food there, and there was no need to worry about what the next disaster would be.

However, just as he was running barefoot on the beach, the sea in the distance suddenly rose and fell with waves hundreds of feet high.

Tian Dadong ran desperately, and shouted to others to follow him.

But the speed of the waves was too fast. After rushing out for hundreds of meters, they were finally caught up and hit high in the sky.

"Ah"

Tian Dadong screamed subconsciously, and he shuddered and opened his eyes tiredly.

Beside him, Wei Xianchao came over at some point and was gently patting his arm.

"Dadong Lao Liu, Lao Liu should be dead."

"Lao Liu?"

Following the direction of Wei Xianchao's finger, Lao Liu, whose last piece of skin was occupied by the hell flower yesterday, was leaning against the entrance of the col.

At this time, although Lao Liu was still conscious, his body was obviously unable to bear it.

The corrosion caused by the hell flower virus has caused all his internal organs to be perforated and eroded. Even if he returns to the earth and enters the best hospital now, there is no way to treat him.

In addition, once a person infected with the Hell Flower dies, the virus in the body will quickly spread around like spores.

In order to prevent the symptoms of other infected people from worsening, in the past, if someone was about to die, he would go out and find a place to end his life.

This is an unwritten rule and the last song of life.

"Lao Liu has only been infected for a few days. I remember it hasn't been a week yet?"

Seeing that Lao Liu had struggled to get up and wanted to open the tarp to go out.

Tian Dadong was confused and turned his head to ask.

"Yes, today is only the sixth day, but he had been infected with a cold before, and the Hell Flower aggravated the symptoms of the cold."

"Is there no hope?"

"No more. The last herb has been used for him, but the effect is minimal." Wei Xianchao's face was full of regret, and he sighed: "It's a pity for Lao Liu, a good man. He shouldn't have been infected with the Hell Flower. It's all our fault that we didn't have any countermeasures before and let him take care of the patient."

On the world channel, you can see a lot of chat messages discussing the 'Hell Flower' virus.

But almost all the people who can discuss this thing are players in the New World.

Most of the information they say comes from the indigenous people, including the treatment methods, which they have only heard half of.

As a result, humans have a very blind understanding of the Hell Flower.

And Lao Liu is one of the victims.

"Forget it, I'll help him out."

"You'd better be careful and don't stay near the place he chose."

Watching Lao Liu fall at the entrance for the third time, the people around him looked helpless.

Dadong coughed lightly, stood up and walked over.

"Thank you, thank you."

Supported by a pair of big hands, Lao Liu, who was over fifty years old, turned his head with difficulty, and a smile was pulled on his terrifying face.

Lifting the tarp, the two men walked out hunched over under the gaze of everyone.

The rain stopped a little.

Tian Dadong first looked at the traces on the ground, and to his disappointment, all the footprints disappeared.

The muddy mud occupied all the ground, and the leaves knocked down by the rain were mixed in.

He began to no longer hope that Qi Jie could bring people back. After all, the terrain of the jungle was too complicated, and how could the people who went out return by the same route.

Noticing Tian Dadong's expression, Lao Liu understood everything.

But at this time, he could hardly think of any words of comfort in his mind.

The fear of life approaching death has begun to surge adrenaline.

The staggering steps have also begun to become steady.

The two walked aimlessly, and stopped after walking about ten minutes.

From the surrounding scenery, there is almost no difference between here and the col just now, and it is still a maze-like forest.

"Child, let me stay here alone. You should go back."

Lao Liu found a tree root to sit down casually. His face was ashen, and he obviously had no desire to talk.

It is said that fallen leaves return to their roots, but in this strange world, it is difficult to find even a place to bury bones.

After taking a deep look at this scene, Dadong sighed.

He wanted to stay with Lao Liu for a while, but the footprints on the ground had begun to be washed away by the rain.

If the delay was too long, even he could not guarantee that he could find the way back.

"I'm leaving. Take care of yourself."

The area of ​​this forest is ridiculously large. Everyone has been walking straight for several days since entering and has not been able to reach the end.

On the way back, Dadong lowered his head and habitually swiped the game panel to relieve the fear of being in a strange place.

Recently, there has been more and more information discussing the best landing point in the New World. Everyone is asking where there are strong human gathering places to gather together.

Among them, there are also many people who rely on the human forces of the indigenous people and have raised the banner to recruit unlimited manpower.

But just like before, no one knows whether this is a sting operation, and there is still too little information to trust!

"Damn nicknames, it makes it easier for those with ill intentions to hide."

Looking at a message that people with the Hell Flower virus don't need to be isolated, just drink more hot liquid food, and can easily survive with immunity, Dadong said angrily.

However, at this moment, his forward steps suddenly stopped, and his feet stepped on a small pit and splashed muddy water on his pants.

Thinking stopped abruptly.

Under a small tree not far away, a blurry but still visible footprint appeared in the field of vision.

The footprint went north, just in the opposite direction of the col.

But that was the place Lao Liu chose for himself.

"Great, is there another stranger in this forest?!"

The excitement of seeing strangers surged in his heart. After only a few seconds of thinking, Dadong resolutely chased in the direction of the footsteps.

In fact, there is nothing to hesitate.

Humans infected with Hell Flower are basically equivalent to being sentenced to death.

Especially after seeing Lao Liu's miserable condition, Dadong was even more unwilling to give up the hope of survival.

In the crazy chase, his physical strength began to drain rapidly.

But looking at the increasingly clear traces under his feet, even if his chest began to hurt from panting, Dadong was unwilling to give up.

Finally, after turning two trees, the footprints disappeared.

But at the same time, a cold object was pressed against his back.

"Are you looking for me?"

Tian Dadong, who was pressed, tensed up all over and subconsciously glanced at his back.

It was indeed a gun, a shiny black rifle.

"I saw the footprints, I am a human, and I am also a human from Earth."

"Are you infected with the hell flower?"

"Yes" Dadong smiled bitterly and was about to explain something.

But what he didn't expect was that the other party took away the cold object.

"Are you the person left by Qi Jie?"

"Qi Jie? Did he find the gathering place and come back to save us?"

Dadong was startled and subconsciously turned his head to look at the other party.

But at this time, the gunman had already lowered his head, picked up the communicator on his waist and started talking.

After a few words, he raised his masked head and nodded slightly.

"Young man, you are lucky."

"Tianyuan Territory will shelter any human from Earth."

"Remember this land, it will be your new home!"

The refugees infected with cold were not immediately taken to the village to live.

The temporary camps built before at the Red Spider Caravan camp were cleared out and became their temporary residence.

As a temporary residence, there is not much decoration here, and it is still a big bunk bed.

But for people who have been wandering for more than a month and living in the wild every day.

It is so comfortable here. The dry ground seems to have been exposed to the sun for many days, and there is also a fragrance of sunshine in the bedding.

The blazing fire was lit in the four corners of the room, and soon the humidity dropped to only 70%.

"Isn't this really a dream? We found the gathering place of humans so easily and simply?"

"Oh my God, if I am dreaming, I hope this dream will not wake me up."

"This place is too luxurious. Come and touch it. These beddings are all new!"

"Incredible, they actually have such exaggerated assault trucks. I feel like we have traveled through time again."

"Fuck, if I had known earlier, I would not have gone to the deep sea and came directly to the New World."

Qi Jie led a few people to follow the team to find the abandoned infected people, and the remaining refugees were all taken to the 铩铩?

The discussion has never stopped since they came in.

A group of people carefully touched here and there, with curiosity and excitement on their faces.

Compared to the rumors on the world channel, the extremely advanced indigenous cities and gathering places.

They are more willing to believe everything they see with their own eyes.

Here, they not only saw solid concrete walls and well-trained soldiers.

They also saw standard firepower weapons and assault trucks with strong impact.

Compared to the so-called "advanced", this place is not backward at all, and is also filled with a strong atmosphere of civilization.

"Friends who have come from afar."

"Please take a rest first. Our chef is on the way. Soon there will be hot free meals. This benefit will last until you get a formal job."

The door opened, and a young guard soldier walked in with a smile.

Looking at the confused refugees, he waved the cardboard in his hand, which was sandwiched with thick white paper.

"My name is Yang Feng. You can call me Xiao Yang, or call me by my nickname: Go to the dock to get some fries."

"Next, please line up and come forward to register your identity information in an orderly manner."

"Remember, don't try to hide it, otherwise you will be expelled from the territory directly if we find out, which will not do you any good."

A table and two chairs were brought in by the soldiers behind and placed just at the door.

For homeless refugees, abiding by local rules is the first rule of survival.

But what surprised them even more was

Free food?

Formal jobs?