Chapter 677

Zhuifeng and others went all the way west and soon came to the colony seen in Gaoling.

This is a village. With the rise of fish belly white in the sky, some people gradually came out of the room courtyard made of rammed earth and wood and began to work in the morning.

Zhuifeng and others are buried in the farmland. There are some crops more than one meter high. Drooling purple fruits are hung on the thick rhizome, which looks a little similar to sweet potatoes. Several people have tasted it while squatting. It tastes sour and sweet, generates saliva and quenches thirst. The key is that it even contains some strange energy. After eating, it will have a state of slowly restoring energy value.

Several players were stunned.

You know, even in the waste Saturn, only the fragrant pig feast under Lin's consortium has the effect of slowly restoring health. It's amazing that purple potatoes in ordinary farmland can restore energy on Slevin.

However, they all came for the big goal, so they just tasted it and didn't fill their bags.

After all, according to the words of chasing the wind, we are organized and disciplined!

After surviving the coldest moment before dawn, a light layer of white frost had formed on their eyebrows, looking like a wasteland hunter.

"Chasing the wind, what should we do now? People in the village are beginning to wake up. How can we come forward?" The bombing chicken asked.

Chasing the wind looked down at their clothes and at the people who came out to work with hoes. The contrast was so obvious that they didn't look like locals.

"The first step in mobilizing the masses is to enter the masses first. When we dress so well, others think we are either rich or expensive at the first sight. They must have a grudge. There is no way to integrate with the masses. So we must first get some clothes of local people, and then lie that we were forced to escape from the capital, so that they can know the fact that the tyrant is cruel and unkind. "

Everyone nodded in agreement, and then the sound of rustle in the farmland was integrated with the sound of the fine wind blowing the crops in the morning. To the surprise of players, these ordinary people have more than ten levels, and some young people even have more than twenty levels, which is very different from the ordinary NPC of waste Saturn.

Zhuifeng's guess is that these people's physical quality has been improved after eating purple potatoes for a long time, so their grades are relatively high.

However, this exclamation is only a moment. After all, even if there are more than 20 levels, it is only an ordinary NPC. There is no elite template, which is not enough to fear.

Zhuifeng took the people to steal the clothes, and in order to create a scene of distress, he deliberately soiled and worn the clothes, opened a lot of holes, and then hid all their weapons and equipment in an abandoned cave outside the village.

After making all the preparations, follow the wind and look at the people.

"Are you ready? When we are ready, we will officially enter the village. "

The miracle guild and the bombed chicken belt nodded together. Although they don't know what to face next, this will be their first step.

"By the way, the footprints and tracks we came all the way are covered up?" The wind suddenly remembered to ask.

The bombing chicken made an OK gesture: "don't worry, the psychedelic vine has been cleaned all the way. Even if the tyrant's running dog finds the landing site, it will never catch up with us. "

Feng Zhui nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to himself, "our personnel and previous actions have been reported to the mechanical fortress. I hope this plan can succeed and win us more experience and rewards!"

After the wind said, he waved and took the people to the village.

It was an ordinary day. The villagers carried farm tools to work in the field according to their habits and time, or bought some daily necessities in the small market of the village.

However, several people in pursuit of the wind stumbled and panted towards the entrance of the village. The villagers working in the farmland saw a group of panicked outsiders, all sticking their heads out of the farmland. The old man who had just rolled up tobacco leaves at the entrance of the village quickly got up and stopped several people.

"Where are you from? What's the matter with coming to our village? " The old man's eyes were full of vigilance and couldn't help looking at several people.

The clothes should be from a village, but they are ragged. They seem to have traveled a long way. They look disheartened and embarrassed.

Players have discussed it before. They are afraid of inconsistent words and deeds, so it's all up to chasing the wind.

"Sir, we escaped from the coast."

Hearing the word "escape", all the people in the farmland put down their work and looked at several outsiders.

They even felt that several bad eyes fell on them.

"What did you do when you escaped from the coast?" The old man's eyes were sharp, and his eyes were especially bad.

Chasing the wind replied like a stream: "Alas, don't mention it, sir. Now the East is very chaotic. His majesty believed in the immortal lie of the divine religion and began to arrest people everywhere for live sacrifice. The whole village on our side has been caught. Fortunately, we got out of the village to work in other places a few days ago. We survived, so we ran all the way to the West. "

The old man shook his hand, and his eyes were as big as a copper bell, with an unbelievable expression.

Chasing the wind and looking at the expressions of these villagers, it is obvious that they have not heard of these things, and they already have calculations in their hearts. The wind "subconsciously" looked back, and his eyes were full of anxiety“ Sir, our brothers still have strength. We're not going to live here often. We just want to work hard for a few bites. When we are full and have saved enough food for the road, we will leave immediately. Do you think so? " The wind almost begged. This pitiful image, as well as the eyes and small movements of the devil behind him, have firmly attracted the eyes of the villagers in the field. Now these villagers are both afraid and want to know more about catching people from all over the country for live sacrifice. If these people ask for food or money, the old man thinks they may be liars in nine cases out of ten. But this group of people only said that they worked hard to change something to eat, and left after saving enough rations. Coupled with their embarrassment, it's hard to believe that this is a fraud. The old man looked back. At this time, many young and strong men came out of the field and simply asked, "what do you think?"“ You has the final say in the village head, you decide. " Now it was the turn to chase the wind. Several people were surprised. Unexpectedly, the untidy old man in front of them was the village head“ It's disrespectful of you to be the village head. I think it's a busy time for farming. We can make some coolies for a few bites. You don't need to worry about the place to live. We can sleep in a cool place under a tree. If it's inconvenient for the village head, I hope you can show me another way to the nearby village. Let's go and ask. " Chasing the wind is decent. It sounds like the village in the east coast. The level is much better than that in the plateau mountains. The old village head whispered, "it's very gentle. It really means something to the East..." "well, since you've said that, you'll settle down first. There is just a little labor in the village recently. You can help. As I said earlier, food is calculated according to your workload. When you work, you won't sleep under the tree. I'll arrange a free yard. " The players felt that things were going too smoothly. It is worthy of being the first player to follow link. Follow the wind, yyds“ Well, I'll take you to the yard now. You take a break and wash. You'll help later. " The wind chaser was so excited that he quickly said, "no, we can work now!" The old man insisted on letting several strong men arrange several people to have a rest in the yard. This enthusiasm made several people feel embarrassed. Everyone came to the yard. Under the arrangement of chasing the wind, several people began to clean the dilapidated yard. But while cleaning, a crow hovered on the head of the bombing chicken for a moment, and then flew away. The bombing chicken hurriedly pulled after the wind and said, "no, the people in the village are discussing our affairs..."