Chapter 1195 Big Changes, New Opportunities, and a New Pattern!

The heavy tracks rolled over the cement ground, leaving some bright black marks.

The sound of gears turning one after another connected together, playing a symphony unique to machinery.

At the beginning, the scale of the convoy was only a dozen or twenty.

But as more and more survivors were collected by the expeditionary force, some chariots purchased from the Star Chariot Factory were also transported along the way while rescuing and transporting these people.

Now.

Eighty chariots with different attributes, some transporting troops, some assaulting, and some commanding in the center.

Not only is the scene huge, but the threat brought by the combination has become increasingly difficult to deal with.

Even the spies of the Qinggang Shelter who were secretly observing could not help but sweat in their palms.

Huh.

In the central command vehicle, Feng Long looked up and looked out the window, only to see that the outpost base was no longer the large construction site when he left, and he looked much more vicissitudes in the reflection on the glass.

"There are changes in two months!"

The vicissitudes brought by the wind and frost are not old age, but a kind of fatigue deeply engraved on the face.

The muscles that should be relaxed are usually tense, and now they want to relax, but they have forgotten how.

As the convoy moves forward, the surrounding scenery changes.

Feng Long was slightly stunned, and there was more and more surprise in his eyes.

Only those who have experienced desolate areas can understand how valuable the bustle is.

Compared to two months ago, the current outpost base is like a reconstruction, and it has undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the radar scan map, the overall terrain of the outpost base presents a big "cross".

The two straight streets up and down, left and right, with the central auditorium as the dividing line, divide the block into four blocks.

The end close to the warning wall is the upper half of the "cross" block.

On both sides of this road named "Yingbin Road", Feng Long still remembers that there were empty shops and some unfinished two-story buildings before, and scattered construction waste was piled on both sides of the street, which looked extremely messy.

But now, Yingbin Road has become the most lively place in the outpost base. The price of a 30-square-meter shop has been driven up to a full 200 copper coins per month!

There is no way, the franchise trading rights are so capricious.

Under the protection of the trading rights, the goods produced in the territory cannot be sold to the outside at will. Instead, the goods must be transported to the outpost base for filing, and only after verification can they be put on the shelves for sale in the shops.

With such business opportunities, the empty shops are naturally occupied by old residents waving money, and one after another unique shops are opened to sell the large and small goods produced in the territory.

Neon lights are flashing, and the signs are dazzling.

There is no garbage on the clean streets, and the falling rain flows along the drainage pipes that have been opened long ago, making a rustling sound.

The crowds that came out stood on both sides of the street, watching the convoy slowly passing through the central street.

Feng Long couldn't help but stare at it for a while.

Some people couldn't believe that this place had only been developed for a few months, but it looked more prosperous than the Hope Village before departure.

Going down further, we arrived at the central outpost auditorium.

The street to the left is the ‘Shangmeng Street’, which is full of large and small Nanjiao shelters.

Before Chen Shen was still there, these people who came to the outpost base could only find an open space to live in tents.

Later, when Qiao Yuansheng came to power, it happened that winter was coming, so he simply rented this street to the shelters in the city.

The price was not charged at a fixed price, but an incentive system was adopted.

The alliance proposed a ‘request list’.

The list may include various materials that the alliance urgently needs recently, or some research tasks that require a large number of people to participate, or people to help clean up a complex area in Qinggang City, etc.

All requests are clearly marked with prices, and major shelters can go to receive them.

After receiving them, not only can the use time of the station be extended, but also additional rewards from the alliance can be obtained.

Among them, copper coins and iron coins are just one of them. The alliance even hung out fuel rods.

There are quite a few, as many as ten.

It’s just that the conditions for obtaining them are a little harsh, and you have to hand in information about nuclear fusion research and development.

For the shelters that have lost the Foundation's merchant ship supplies, this reward has made the managers scratch their heads and feel itchy.

After all, if you want to keep the shelter running, the fuel rods are the most important link.

Dozens of documents are submitted every day, openly or secretly.

Everyone is afraid of falling behind and letting the fuel rod reward go to others.

But unfortunately. Even after so much time, no one has really come up with a practical technology.

It is enough to see that no matter what era, the threshold of technology and knowledge is not as low as imagined.

Even if nuclear fusion technology has become a basic technology in the academy, it is still a treasure in this remote port city.

The street on the right opposite to "Shangmeng Street" is "Renmin Road".

The name is very vulgar, and it can be found in almost every city on the earth.

But it is precisely because of this that it seems more intimate.

The official functional departments of the alliance are stationed in Renmin Road, and the agencies that handle large and small affairs are all here.

If you need to do any formalities on weekdays, you can just come to this street and get everything done in one stop.

At this time, a motorcade passed by.

The two sides of the road were full of armed guards, each with admiration and respect in their eyes.

Especially the newcomers who had just joined the guard team, their faces flushed with excitement.

The chaotic wasteland has both risks and opportunities.

Who doesn't want to become famous on the battlefield, become the most elite pioneer, charge for the territory, and be admired and worshipped by tens of thousands of people?

Who doesn't want to be a hero, swing the sword to fight, protect the country, and create a glorious legend?

Who doesn't want to be immortalized by future generations, and his heroic deeds will be recorded in history forever, becoming a model admired by generations?

"The spirit is very good, it seems that Tianmin has been training a lot recently!"

The guards at the outpost base are definitely not as good as the expeditionary force in terms of combat effectiveness.

But this spirit is not inferior to half a point.

It can make a group of newcomers who have not experienced much training so quickly accept the cruelty of the battlefield and have no resistance to it.

Su Deben, who was sitting in the command car, also sighed and did not hesitate to praise.

Go straight down the street.

The last street of the four-block cross is named "Ping An Street", which means peace and safety.

Anyone going from the guard wall to the village will pass through this street.

There are hotels for outsiders under construction on both sides, and there are also small stalls of all sizes that have been set up to sell food, and there are also many small shops that provide entertainment and leisure services.

The categories are very messy, and they don’t look as neat as the previous streets.

But Feng Long knows, Su Deben knows, and everyone in the entire expeditionary army knows.

Only in a stable environment will residents derive these needs for a better life.

The more stalls and the more diverse the categories, the more stable the internal environment of the territory.

Isn’t their dedication just for these?

“I want to eat Roujiamo, even if it’s artificial meat.”

“Look at you showing off, some of them are delicious, and you’re still picking and choosing.”

“I want to sleep well for two days. I’m really tired from going out this time.”

“Me too, I didn’t stop at all on the way back. I’m so tired.”

There were Tianyuan Army soldiers mixed in the crowd, seeing this scene, nodding and talking with relief.

Compared to the unchanging life on Earth, every day seems to be a copy of yesterday's life.

In the past two months, they have truly seen the vastness of life and the world beyond cognition.

Not only exciting, but also addictive!

On the other hand, the veterans who were borrowed from the Pingtan Shelter had the same feeling.

"I have been fighting with Lord Liehu for half my life, but it has never been as exciting as these two months!"

"Oh, what happened before was nothing, at best it was just a fight, we are on an expedition!"

"Keep your voice down, don't let the people around you hear us, we are saying bad things about Lord Liehu"

"Shut up, I only recognize Lord Su Deben now, Liehu is the manager of Pingtan Shelter, and has nothing to do with us anymore."

"Yes, I have made up my mind, during the rest period, I will submit an application to Lord Su Deben to join Tianyuan Territory and become a regular army."

"Wait, to join the territory, you have to apply to Lord Su Mo, right?"

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Since being cleared out of the shelter, everyone's life seems to have started over again.

In the process of the expedition, although it was hard and dangerous.

But now looking back, it is all fulfilling and all good memories.

Plain race, snow mountain training, battlefield charge, mopping up and interrogation.

They were no longer the armed thugs kept in the shelter, but a well-trained army.

Even if they talked about it with their children in the future, it was no longer as empty as before.

From front to back, four blocks.

The chariots moved forward and people passed by.

Amid the sirens, the expeditionary army passed in an orderly formation and headed towards Hope Village.

But even after more than ten minutes, everyone who witnessed the scene was still in shock.

Including Fan Fuzheng.

Even though he had prepared himself mentally in the past few days, he was still shocked beyond words.

In his limited knowledge, the only thing that could be compared to it was the major military parades he saw on TV on Earth.

In the wasteland, even the army guarding the post station was not as good as one-tenth of this expeditionary army.

Of course, let alone the Taihu Territory.

The Taihu Guard, whose total number of guards was less than 40, would be attacked by this expeditionary army.

Fan Fuzheng had no doubt that Lord Lao Zhan would surrender directly.

After all, facing a power that was a hundred times greater than his own, he couldn't even think of fighting!

"Lao Fan, why are you here? Hurry up."

A few people came to the end of the street. They were the managers of the newcomer resettlement area.

Seeing Fan Fuzheng standing in front of the Yuhan soup stall in a daze, one of them hurriedly came up and said, "Today is the day you will end your quarantine. Go back and prepare!

Your wife and children have come out to look for you. They didn't expect you to be here.

Hurry up, you can still catch the noon bus. There is still plenty of time to go to the village."

As a talent recruited by Su Mo himself, the managers also gave him enough respect.

"Ah? So urgent?"

Fan Fuzheng was a little stunned, and said embarrassedly: "I am thinking of staying here for a few more days to see if I can make some improvements to the building terrain of the outpost. If I leave now..."

"It's okay, the improvement can be discussed later, there is no rush now.

You don't know that the lord has summoned experts from all walks of life in the territory this morning to discuss the main competition of the Ten Thousand Paths Competition. You are also on the list. If you go too late, you may miss the meeting."

"The lord's sign?"

When he heard about this, Fan Fuzheng dared not stay any longer.

The main competition of the Wanjing Competition was a big stage that attracted the attention of millions of people.

There were geniuses from large territories with millions of people, and there were also alien races with terrifying strength.

And the Tianyuan Territory, including Sumo, had only four people in total, which was a great disadvantage.

He wanted to defeat these people to win the main competition, enter the finals, and climb the Wushan Mountain to win the championship.

He said goodbye to Roman and Leng Arong in a hurry, turned around and trotted to the accommodation area.

The reason why he wanted to stay in the outpost was that he didn't want to enjoy the benefits without doing anything, and planned to go to the village after achieving certain results.

But now Sumo's signs were discussing the main competition, and Fan Fuzheng could still tell which was more important.

After a while, the family packed their only luggage and got on the bus to Hope Village.

Except for the driver, the commentator and two guards, the people on the bus were basically newcomers who had just finished quarantine.

As soon as the bus got on the smooth asphalt road, the guide stood up.

It was Yu Lingjie!

When the Harvest Tribe came to the territory, she was the first person Xiao Yang registered her information.

Time flies.

The newcomer at that time has become an old man now.

When facing Xiao Yang alone, Yu Lingjie was so nervous that she trembled and sweated all over.

But now, facing dozens of pairs of eyes, she can only see a confident smile on her face.

"Hello everyone, my name is Yu Lingjie, and I am the guide of our third car."

Yu Lingjie interrupted the chat of everyone in the car discussing the expeditionary army and said with a light cough.

"I believe that during these days of isolation, everyone has more or less understood the basic structure of our territory and most of the rules of the territory. I will not elaborate on them here."

"Now, our bus is driving on the first road in the territory that is over 100 kilometers long, with a speed of nearly 80 kilometers per hour. Through this cement road named "Hope Road" by the lord himself, we can go all the way to Hope Village, Longteng Village, and Yuren Village in the territory."

The winter rain fell and hit the car window.

Following Yu Lingjie's explanation, everyone subconsciously looked out the window.

A straight cement road leads to the front, with simple and eye-catching yellow guardrails on both sides.

There is a road sign standing not far away. Looking carefully, it says the distance from the village.

[Location: Outpost.02

Ahead: Hope Village (89 km)

Ahead: Longteng Village (132 km)

Ahead: Yuren Village (181 km)]

"It's almost 200 km?"

Some people secretly smacked their lips, and couldn't help but be surprised by the vastness of Tianyuan Territory.

Although the size of a territory cannot be used to infer the hard power of a territory, the area is still one of the important factors.

And now Tianyuan Territory is completely comparable to the territories with millions of people in this regard, and has no disadvantages at all!

Follow the road sign and look around.

The land on both sides of the cement road has been frozen hard, and some flowers and plants have all fallen to the ground.

Although this seemingly bleak scene, because of the warm temperature in the bus, it seems more like a prelude to the arrival of spring.

There is plenty of rain and the land is flat and wide.

As long as the temperature warms up, the more desolate it is now, the more vibrant it will be.

"Among them, Hope Village is our first stop and the first village built in the territory."