The gathering place is located in a larger valley, in the shape of a "U", which can block wind and snow to a certain extent.
The valley is littered with dilapidated tents. To keep out the cold, the tent has many layers. The lower part was supported by wooden poles, and the upper part was covered with quilts and tarpaulins. Walking through the tent, you can feel the view inside. The man wrapped in torn cotton clothes walked slowly between the tents. When he saw the cart behind Chen Xing filled with canned meat and military rations, they all gathered around.
There was an open space in the middle, and there were several rusty iron oil cans with fuel and wood mixed in them, burning slowly and emitting heat. The ragged rats huddled around to keep warm.
"Brothers and friends, this is Captain Chen of the Master Group. He sympathizes with your hardships and came here to visit you today..." Big Cat held up the canned meat and said loudly, "We brought canned meat and rations , two servings per person, line up to get it.”
"Okay!" "Thank you, Captain!" "Long live Captain Chen!"
With their eyes shining but their voices feeble, the rats then lined up in a line to receive canned meat and rations from Big Cat and Cassie. The people who came were all sallow and thin, and their steps were sloppy. Chen Xing couldn't help but shook his head. These people were weak and unqualified for logistics, let alone fighting.
Disappointed, a depressed young man suddenly burst into view. His eyes were large and his cheeks were sunken from malnutrition. He was short in stature and was wearing a dirty traveling robe. The sleeves and trousers were rolled up several times because they were too long.
"What's your name?" Chen Xing stopped the young man and asked.
"Tu, Tutu..." The young man raised his head and answered hesitantly.
"What do you know?" Chen Xing asked again.
The boy hesitated for a moment, stretched his neck, and sniffed hard, "You had fried ham and wheat porridge in the morning, um, and a small piece of toast with blueberry jam, um, um, and a small glass of red wine. I I haven’t drunk it, but it should be from Siren…”
"Well..." Chen Xing nodded thoughtfully, then waved his hand back, "Come back with me."
"Okay." The young man nodded.
"Ghost Fox, please make arrangements." Chen Xing ordered.
"Yes." Guihu took the boy aside and asked the accompanying team members to bring him a military coat and put it on him.
Chen Xing remained calm on the surface, but his heart was filled with ups and downs. This boy was one of his teammates in the Lightning Regiment in his previous life, Dog Nose Tutu. Tutu has an extraordinary sense of smell and can distinguish smells wafting in the wind from kilometers away. He is the scout of their team. During an expedition to the World Fragment, Tutu was swallowed by a burrowing lizard. By the time they killed the Gila monster and cut open its belly, Tutu had melted into a pile of bones.
Meeting teammates from his previous life one after another, something strange flashed through Chen Xing's heart. He seemed to have thought of something, but it was vague and elusive. He was thinking hard, but his mind was getting more and more confused, as if it was entangled with a large ball of silk thread, which was so complicated that it couldn't be sorted out and kept being cut.
There was a dull pain in my head, as if I was overusing my brain. Chen Xing shook his head to get rid of distracting thoughts and put his energy back on the matter in front of him. Recruiting people here obviously won't work, so we have to go to other safe places. Offend if you offend. In this world, the strong are respected. As long as he has enough strength, the local forces will have to shut up.
"Master, thank you so much. I haven't eaten in a few days."
An old man bowed to Chen Xing, with wrinkles on his face squeezed together and a flattering smile on his face. This old rat was at least seventy or eighty years old, with a thin build and a sparse gray goatee growing under his long and pointed chin. Although he looked timid, his two small eyes were shining brightly, which was somewhat incongruous with the external situation.
"What's your name?" Chen Xing became interested and asked.
"Master, I'm going to Cheng Daji. Everyone calls me Lao Ji, auspicious Ji, auspicious Ji. I am from the Red Country, and I live in Chengjia Village in the south of the Longya Mountains. I am 73 years old this year. I am still in good health and can run and jump. Climbing trees is also possible..." Old Liushu nodded and bowed while telling his personal resume in detail.
"You have good eloquence," Chen Xing said.
"Thank you, sir. I don't dare to say anything else. If it comes to eloquence, I can talk people into vomiting blood." Lao Liushu boasted.
"So awesome?" Chen Xing laughed, and then asked, "How many years have you been here?"
"More than twenty years ago." Lao Liushu replied.
"Why don't you go back?" Chen Xing continued to ask.
Old Liu Shu looked embarrassed, "Look at my old bones. I can't even beat a dog. How can I get a hunting certificate?"
"Is that so..." Chen Xing groaned, then glanced at Lao Liushu, "Want to hang out with me?"
"I've never dreamed of it. Look, I'm starving to death. As long as you need it, I'll be a dog and a horse." Old Liushu raised his hands again and bowed in salute.
"Okay." Chen Xing waved his hand, and Lao Liushu immediately ran to Tutu's side, opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth, and smiled. That way, just like the living Buddha Jigong in the TV series.
"Stand still!" Ghost Fox shouted with a frown.
"Yes!" Lao Liushu immediately put away his smile, raised his head and chest, put his hands on his sides, and stood upright.
This old man seems to be shrewd. He has been in the Black Earth Continent long enough and has a good understanding of the situation in various places. He should be able to play a certain role.
"Sir, I, I'm going too." "We'll keep you on guard..."
Several middle-aged wanderers saw this and also offered to follow Chen Xing.
"If you are still willing to come in the spring, then come and find me at the Master Group stronghold." Chen Xing said.
Most wandering rats want to join the team because of the difficult winter. Once it warms up, maybe go back to the relief food. The reason why stray rats are looked down upon is because they are lazy to eat.
After handing out the items, Chen Xing didn't see a suitable target, so he led the team back to the stronghold.
Tutu and Lao Ji are temporarily under the management of Guihu. He didn't want to contact Tutu right away, and people around him would be surprised that he looked at him differently. Tutu has a relatively docile personality. When he was in the team, he was very obedient and would do whatever he was told. It was not difficult to manage him. As for Lao Ji, he is relatively smart, so there should be no problems.
A few days later, Chen Xing led his team to the No. 25 Survival Center and put up a sign in the lounge to recruit team members.
"Hey, where are you from? This is the territory of the mountain tigers. Who asked you to recruit people here!"
Not long after he sat down, the forces in the area came to stop him. Without saying a word, Chen Xing directly summoned the armed robot and sent a duel request to the opponent.
The Mountain Tiger's people suddenly turned pale and looked at each other, a little at a loss.
"Go back and tell your boss that if you want to start a war, come and I will accompany you at any time." Chen Xing took a sip of wine, put down the glass, and said lightly.
