Just as he was about to say something out loud, Zheng Yu shook his head slightly.
The other party reacted immediately, shut his mouth, pretended not to recognize Zheng Yu, took a child beside him, and followed the other refugees in the team to hide behind a rock for shelter.
Zheng Yu lowered his body and whispered to the children beside him: "Let's go behind the rocks to take shelter from the wind."
"good."
The boy replied in a hoarse voice.
Long-term lack of water makes children less want to talk.
Zheng Yu leaned against the stone with his child and found the name Lu Chenzhi in the team's voice.
Although his appearance changed slightly after entering the abyss, Zheng Yu still recognized this professional at a glance.
Before entering the abyss, Zheng Yu deliberately remembered everyone's faces and corresponding names.
Zheng Yu chatted with Lu Chenzhi privately.
Zheng Yu (Summoner): “I don’t know my current identity yet, so I’m using voice chat for the time being and don’t look at me.”
Lu Chenzhi (Mage): "Okay, boss."
Zheng Yu (Summoner): "First tell me what you know about the situation."
Lu Chenzhi (Master): "I am currently a single father. I learned from my children that a team is a clan, similar to our village, and the leader is the clan leader."
"My status in the clan is not high, because the most important thing in the clan is not men, but women."
Zheng Yu glanced at his wife who was praying in the distance, and he probably understood why women were more important.
It is easier for women to “communicate” with God.
Zheng Yu (Summoner): "I entered the sandstorm before and had a little chat with the clan leader here."
Zheng Yu shared the information he knew with Lu Chenzhi, copied it and sent it to his team group.
"The sentry is a weapon of an organization that blocks the pilgrimage of this group of people."
"Not a living thing."
"After killing them, my experience is very low. I killed four in total without exploding any equipment."
"But even if you have low experience, killing sentinels is still a very important thing. Just like the system prompts, you must work hard, because the number of sentinels killed can improve the status of the clan."
"I think that's important."
Zheng Yu expressed his thoughts: "First of all, we only have fifty professionals, and it is impossible to guarantee that all tens of thousands of refugees will reach the Holy Land."
"Furthermore, the Abyss Mission does not stipulate how many people must reach the Holy Land, it just requires that someone arrive."
Liu Henhe said in the intercom: "In that case, we are also considered refugees. Can we just ignore them and go to the Holy Land by ourselves?"
Zheng Yu (Summoner): "Don't forget, the message given to us by the Holy Land is that those seven people are the key. If we enter the Holy Land alone, what if it doesn't count as clearance?"
Liu Henhe (Warrior): "This is a problem. I just looked around and found that there are no existences that match those seven people in my tribe."
Lu Hong (soldier): “I don’t have one here either.”
Zheng Yu (Summoner): "Don't rush to find them. After all, this is a 20-day dungeon, so it shouldn't be that simple."
Zheng Yu continued: "In short, you are in different clans now. We don't need to meet up for the time being. We only need to do one thing, and that is to improve our status in the clan in these few days."
"As long as you don't talk nonsense, you don't have to worry about your identity being exposed, because I, the summoner, won't reveal my identity."
"In addition, apart from the sentinels in the wind and sand, I can feel that there is a stronger presence behind the wind and sand."
"And sandstorms are not natural."
"So after you enter the sandstorm, don't rush into the depths of the sandstorm. I'll explore the path first and tell you the strength."
Zhao Nan (Pastor): “It’s good to have a big boss.”
Yu Yan (Mage): "Captain is awesome (broken voice)!"
Zheng Yu then chatted privately with Lu Chenzhi: "I estimate that the teams of our two tribes will go together before arriving at the safe haven. According to my understanding of the abyss, the first difficulty must be at the safe haven."
"Just follow me."
Zheng Yu is not averse to leading the team. After all, he has the ability, so it is not difficult to lead them casually.
Moreover, the professionals who can be selected to enter the Abyss of the Exile Land are all top-notch among the younger generation, but Zheng Yu is stronger, which is why there is a gap.
But in fact, they are all superior to others in their own city.
Lu Chenzhi (Mage): "Don't worry, boss, I understand the rules."
Zheng Yu closed the chat.
Looking at the weak wife beside him.
Zheng Yu reached out and touched his wife's head and found that it was very hot. Zheng Yu observed the other women participating in the prayer and found that their condition was not too weak.
It shows that the wife's weakness comes from having a fever.
Zheng Yu helped his wife, who was leaning on his shoulder, to the edge of the stone. He stood up and woke up his weak wife.
Zheng Yu explained: "I'll borrow some water for you."
The wife was too weak to speak, but when she heard the word "borrow water", she grabbed Zheng Yu's clothes hard and shook her head.
Zheng Yu smiled at his wife and comforted him: "Don't worry, someone will lend it to me this time."
This is the Gobi.
Water is life.
Borrowing water is like borrowing life.
Moreover, Zheng Yu's family's status in the clan cannot be said to be low, it can only be said to be very low. Borrowing water will only arouse resentment among other people in the clan.
speed up their expulsion from the pilgrimage procession.
So the wife is very worried.
But this time it's different.
Different people have different resources according to their status within the clan.
Who has the most resources?
Naturally, he is the clan leader with the highest status in the clan.
Just as the wind and sand were about to sweep in front of them, Zheng Yu walked up to the clan leader.
"What's wrong?"
After seeing Zheng Yu, the middle-aged man did not ignore Zheng Yu as before. Instead, he put down the work at hand and turned around to ask.
Zheng Yu pointed to his wife who was leaning on the stone, "My wife has a fever."
Shaq's face darkened and he asked hurriedly:
"Is it serious? Can you still hold on?"
"We have to wait until the sandstorm is over before leaving, otherwise the danger will be too great. If there is no sandstorm to block it, we can reach the shelter in two hours."
"But now..."
Shaq was more worried than Zheng Yu thought.
Zheng Yu also realized that compared to a strong warrior, these women who could communicate with the gods were valued more by the clan.
And he paid more attention to it than Zheng Yu imagined.
"I asked my wife to go take a look."
Shaq stood up and called the woman next to him.
A woman wearing black clothes, covering herself completely!
Zheng Yu was suddenly stunned.
For a moment, he thought he had found the woman in black among the seven people, but the next moment Zheng Yu denied this guess.
Because women's eyes are blue.
And the woman in the temple who gave the message had brown eyes.
When Zheng Yu looked at Shaq's wife because he saw the woman's eyes, at that moment, Zheng Yu felt like he had been seen through.
Even if it's just for a moment.
Shorter than the blink of an eye.
But at that moment, Zheng Yu thought of the feeling on the day when the prisoner was transported to the death row, because that was the closest Zheng Yu had to God.
"..."
Faced with Zheng Yu's shock and silence.
But the woman spoke first and asked, "Have you seen God?"
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