Xie Nanshi did not say goodbye to Song Yu when he left, and for a large gathering of survivors, the departure of an inconspicuous outsider would not cause much trouble. Even Song Yu, who is the young city lord, only received a little bit of onlooker treatment when he came here yesterday. Being able to arrange a relatively clean place for him is already a courtesy for Zou Ye.
Only Ah Yi tried to find Jie Nanshi for advice early in the morning, but found that the swordsman brother had left alone, with no concealment of disappointment on his face. Song Yu was depressed. He spent more time with this group of people and had more interactions with him. How come all the favorability points were wiped out for Jie Nanshi?
"It's hard for everyone to survive now. Although we have the blessing of Xinghai Stone, no one knows what tomorrow will be like." A Yi did not ignore Song Yu, but she was obviously not very interested in saying this to the idiot young city master. There was a sense of perfunctoryness in completing the task when he said it, "Boss, they can't arrange it for you. You just have to look after it yourself. Don't step out of the altar, and don't hinder other people."
After saying that, the lively sword-wielding girl ran away without even looking back.
In fact, there is no need for Ah Yi to remind him. Song Yu, who is very clear about his position as a player, also knows that even if there is a mission at this time, he should be the one who bumped into it like a headless fly. Before taking on a mission, it was his habit to walk through the entire environment. After going around for a while, Song Yu discovered that the camp was larger than expected and had been divided into various areas. The common people and the Tianyong front soldiers and Ping An Division monks who had temporarily settled in yesterday had also been organized into various teams. middle.
As for Zheng Yao, he is not yet the big boss here, but he is obviously also a person with a higher military rank among the remaining Zou Ye defenders. After taking the team out yesterday and bringing back a large group of people, I have been very busy today. Song Yu did not continue to disturb others.
Finally, Song Yu came to the wounded barracks.
In addition to the soldiers who were out in the fog, there were also many civilians in the wounded barracks. Although they were lucky enough to escape from the fog, it was not entirely without impact. In addition, the city has been closed for a long time, and one or two of them looked sad. The little fat man Chen Shirong was sent here to treat the injured because he had certain healing abilities. When Song Yu came, Chen Shirong had already been using the healing technique for an hour. He was about to join the wounded camp. His head hurt like being pricked by needles, and even his formerly plump figure seemed a little empty.
Song Yu only felt that he had come at the right time and took out the wooden fish next to Chen Shirong. After a clear beeping sound, Chen Shirong's expression suddenly improved, and his dark eyes stared at Song Yu.
"What are you looking at?" Song Yu glanced at him amid the extremely rhythmic sound of wooden fish.
"I still don't quite believe that my brother Wang is actually the Young City Lord." Chen Shirong said as he sat up again and prepared to treat the next wounded soldier. "If you succeed to the throne in the future, I can have a Does the official do it?"
Just when Song Yu was about to analyze the dangers of nepotism and the correct values of self-improvement to Chen Shirong, Chen Shirong himself started to say "bah bah bah": "The city lord is fine. Brother Wang, please don't succeed to the throne. Let the city lord remain in his position." Come on, I think it’s pretty good.”
...If it weren't for the short time he spent with this little fat man, Song Yu would have felt that he was acting strangely.
Muyu not only restored Chen Shirong's energy, but also his sharp tongue. Although the two of them were sitting in the wounded barracks doing some work of saving lives and healing the wounded with a smile, Chen Shirong's eloquent explanation fascinated the Zou Ye people who had been trapped here for many days.
"Young City Master, you went to rest when you arrived yesterday, so I don't know." Chen Shirong's voice maintained a slightly exaggerated, but extremely admirable tone that made people feel his emotions without feeling too fake, "The altar's There is also a house made of Xinghai stones in the back. Those are obviously temporary houses, but because they are outside the altar square, the Xinghai stones are extremely densely distributed, which is different from the altar. The altar is dark and makes people feel longing. There. The Star Sea Stone is really like a sea of stars, flowing and bright, which makes people fascinated..."
Song Yu actually saw the temporarily built house when he was walking around. At that time, he was filled with emotion and became more and more sure that this was the modeling quality that a plot scene should have. But now, after listening to Chen Shirong's words, I feel that the scenery has reached a new level of magnificence.
The conversation between Chen Shirong and Song Yu even aroused the wounded soldiers' nostalgia for their hometown. In addition, the pain was treated and comforted. By the time Chen Shirong's eyes were dizzy and his feet were spinning, when he left the wounded barracks, everyone's faces had recovered. A trace of anger greeted Chen Shirong with a smile.
But Song Yu knew that it was temporary. The people here are well protected, their clothes are clean and tidy, and they don't look haggard. It's obvious that they have enough food and clothing. But the grief of losing loved ones and the fear of the unknown are also engraved in the hearts of these people.
Song Yu has experienced this kind of desperate situation many times in "Meet the Gods" alone, let alone other games. But Zou Ye is different.
The people in Qinghe Town were ignorant and did not know that a disaster was coming. Therefore, Song Yu could completely use money and silk to attract people's hearts, and coupled with his vision that far exceeded the setting of the game era, he made some seemingly absurd speeches and scientific production activities, and it was like playing to help a small town tide over the difficulties.
During the time of Yongxi Prefecture, although there were strange ghosts attacking the city, there was a flood of strange beasts. However, all the people in Yongxi Prefecture are soldiers and have rich fighting experience. Moreover, Taoist priests sacrificed their lives to start the battle. Although the battle was miserable, everyone's hearts were full of passion and they were not afraid of fighting. No matter what the road ahead is, everyone seems to still be able to drink wine and sing war hymns in jerky ancient tones.
But the longer he walked in Zou Ye's camp, the more fear and numbness Song Yu felt. This is not only because the fog represents the irresistible and irresistible unknown, but also because the backbone of this state has been taken away by the sudden disaster, and everyone has no support in their hearts. The influence of Tianyong's capital was greatly reduced here, and Song Yu's reputation was not enough to support everyone's trust in him. In this game, Song Yu felt that he was somewhat dispensable.
It seems that the longer he stays in this world, the disasters here are escalating simultaneously, and there is less and less he can do.
Song Yu couldn't say these words to Chen Shirong, but he did hope that Xie Nanshi would be around. Although it still can't change the status quo, it is always better to speak out.
Chen Shirong was really squeezed dry this time. Song Yu comforted him that "it is more likely to break through the limit after reaching the limit", which actually made Chen Shirong excited about what he would be like after recovery. Song Yu couldn't help a weak wet nurse, and he still wanted to increase the NPC's favorability, so he took the initiative to send Chen Shirong back.
Chen Shirong was placed in a camp on the outside. The tent roof and tent stakes were made of Xinghai Stone, which was a bit of protection. This area of tents is densely packed with many people living there.
Chen Shirong was still checking the tent when Song Yu suddenly felt a pain in the back of his hand. He immediately reflexively grabbed Chen Shirong and ran in the opposite direction. The little fat man was caught off guard and staggered: "Young City Lord..."
Song Yu didn't explain, only looked back and found that the mist had condensed several live snakes as rich as white silk from the ethereal mist, and rushed into the tent unstoppably.
"Ah——" screams spread everywhere.
The mist entangled one person after another, dragging them into the invisible white. As more and more people were dragged in, the fog seemed to grow, crushing one tent after another.
Chen Shirong's face was pale. He knew that he was a liability now that he was exhausted, but he actually felt a bit of detached loyalty: "Young City Lord, leave quickly!"
Song Yu's face was tense and he didn't let go. But the fog came very quickly, and suddenly dragged the two of them into the fog. The huge momentum also caused the hands they were holding to be forcibly torn apart, and they fell into boundless terror.
At the same time, there are acquaintances outside the base who are facing the same experience.
It was hard to see even one's finger in the fog, but Song Yu was an exception. Ever since he was dragged in, the nine-petal lotus on the back of his hand had automatically activated. Although it was only a weak golden light, it would not completely blind him.
He first wanted to find out where this place was and see if he could find where the fat little Chen Shirong was taken. Chen Shirong doesn't have so many life-saving protective items on his body. It was a pity that so much of the wet nurse that I finally picked up was lost like this.
In fact, what Song Yu couldn't understand even more was why walking so hard to Xinghai Stone suddenly had no effect? !
At times like this, you don’t actually have to be treated as a protagonist!
With this thought, Song Yu lowered his head and glanced at the Xinghai Stone necklace around his neck. With this necklace, the thick fog seemed to be unable to harm him.
So what happened just now? Did the mist find a way to deal with the Xinghai Stone? Does this non-intelligent thing also have artificial intelligence?
Song Yu opened the system map again. He didn't know if it was because of the maze around it. The map couldn't display the complete version. It only showed the small area where he walked. The direction also followed Song Yu's field of vision. It's not directional, let alone southeast, northwest. This made Song Yu completely unable to judge where he was and the direction he could move forward.
It's so dark here that it's not easy to find someone. Song Yu simply took out the speaker. This speaker still had many functions that were not of this world, such as recording.
Then a sentence began to circulate endlessly in the darkness——
"Did Chen Shirong hear it?" "Did Chen Shirong hear it?" "Did Chen Shirong hear it?"
Wherever Song Yu goes, the sound will be heard. I don't know if it was his imagination, but the thick fog that had been lingering around him seemed to have dissipated a little amid the recurring noise.
It's like he's a little disgusted.
This is a bit fun. Wouldn't the fog be too noisy? Or is this thick fog not really fog?
