Zuo Licheng looked at the place where the giant just died, and confirmed to Zhao Hui with a trembling voice, "Mr. Zhao, are you sure it's okay?"

"It's okay, come and try it!"

In desperation, Zuo Licheng walked carefully to the riverside, and after squatting down, he stretched out his hands into the water. However, Zhao Hui grabbed him and shook his head and said, "Take it slow, use your nails first."

Zuo Licheng learned what Zhao Hui did before and gently touched the cool water surface with his nails.

I heard a squeak, and the nails were instantly carbonized, turning into powder and drifting away with the water.

Their faces changed drastically.

"An Liu, Chen Nannan, you guys come and try it too!"

The two women came over and repeated Zhao Hui's actions, but passed this simple and rough test again. They were not affected by the river, and then they took a few big mouthfuls and were still talking and laughing.

The rest of the people looked at me, and I looked at you, looking at each other in dismay.

After a round of "full staff test", all the women who escaped from the cave were not afraid of the river. Zuo Licheng and Yu Tianlei could not touch each other. The five giants were unwilling to test. Although they were simple-minded, how could they be so stupid that they would take risks when they witnessed the tragic death of their companions just now?

Yu Tianlei said earnestly: "I really didn't expect that the mutation of the storm virus would resist the erosion and corrosion of the river."

Zuo Licheng couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder the leader of the sect said that there were no outsiders in this area in the rumor."

An Liu looked around in fear and said to herself, "Will there really be indigenous people in this kind of place?"

Zhao Hui heard what she said, silent for a long time, and slowly analyzed: "In the past thousands of years, there should have never been a mutated stormman like us who have experienced this kind of experience. Ordinary stormmans have never returned."

So far, Zhao Hui knows that there are three types of mutated Storm tribes. One is the women who have used potions in the cave. The other is the part of the tribes under Zong Zewei, the other is the part that needs antidote among the tribes under the jurisdiction of Zong Zewei in the East Nine District. There is only one third type, that is, Zhao Hui himself.

Yu Tianlei and Zuo Licheng are both Zong Zewei's people. Although their family has mutated, they have not affected these two people, so they cannot resist the corrosion power of the river.

Zhao Hui looked across the river from afar and reminded everyone: "It is best to cross this river before it gets completely dark, so as not to cause trouble."

Yu Tianlei walked back and forth on the shore, holding his chin from time to time, "But how can this river pass through?"

Zhao Hui smiled slightly, and it seemed that he could only carry it on his back. This seemed to be the only way. You can't wait to build a boat first, right?

Everyone reorganized their luggage, and under Zhao Hui's leadership, they flowed into the river carefully.

Yu Tianlei grabbed Zhao Hui's back hard, and Zuo Licheng was carried by two women for fear of touching the water. The middle of the river was getting deeper and deeper, and An Liu stepped forward to help him raise his foot as far as possible to stay away from danger.

After walking about two-thirds of the width of the river, suddenly, the exclaim from the women came from behind, "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Hui was hunched by a man, not daring to turn around quickly, but just turned his face slightly to scan the light, and responded loudly: "What's the situation?"

The doorman's woman shouted excitedly, "The water in this river can cure our skin."

Zhao Hui couldn't imagine that such a coincidence would happen in the world, and couldn't help but exclaim: "How is that possible?"

"It's really OK, really!"

Zhao Hui accelerated his pace toward the other side, putting Xu Tianlei down first before turning around, and actually saw those women playing in the river regardless of their heavy luggage.

The ulcers on the legs that were soaked in river water were undergoing subtle changes, and the edges of the skin were magically healing. As time goes by, the healing progress gradually accelerates, and the smallest wound has even completely subsided.

No wonder the women have such a happy time.

"Hurry! Come on ashore first!" Zhao Hui's summoning was still effective for them, and everyone soon waded to the other side.

"One, two, three..." Zhao Hui counted the number of people. Except for a few giants who were still on the other side, the other fifteen people had already crossed the river. If he included himself, there were sixteen people.

After counting the number of people, he said to everyone sternly: "Hurry up and settle down, then discuss other things, pay attention to safety first."

Everyone answered in unison: "Yes! Mr. Zhao!"

The giants on the other side of the river took advantage of the night to return to the east 9th district to report to the leader of the Zong.

This mysterious land located northwest of the Orange Site is endless, with undulating mountains along the edge of the forest, and the farthest and highest peak is red as Zong Zewei said.

Zhao Hui was alone and asked Zuo Licheng and Yu Tianlei: "When going into the mountain to camp, or just settle down on the eastern foot?"

Yu Tianlei observed it around, and then replied cautiously: "I think it's better to be in the mountains, and it might be safer to stay away from Zhang Mingwei."

Zhao Hui showed a little hesitation, "But in this way, he is far away from the leader of the sect, and there is something he cannot communicate in time."

Yu Tianlei looked at Mr. Zhao with an scrutiny, wondering if the omnipotent leader really didn't understand or pretended to be confused. This was not a good time to keep it in silence, so he said bluntly: "I think Mr. Zhao can no longer retrieve tantalum coins from Zhang Mingwei in a short period of time. The key is that the other three have disappeared for hundreds of years as far as I know, so..."

Zhao Hui turned to Zuo Licheng again, "Then... what about your opinion? Should you cross the mountains in front of you or just settle down?"

Zuo Licheng thought about it and suggested carefully: "Is this good? Let's rest on the eastern foothills for a while, and then go into the mountain to explore the way after you have enough preparation?"

Zhao Hui followed the boat and nodded, "Okay! Then set up camp here first. But one thing I want to remind everyone, try not to mess with the possible indigenous people."

In fact, he was not really hesitant, and he had an idea early in the morning. He just wanted to hear what Yu Tianlei and Zuo Licheng thought and see if they wanted to get rid of Zong Zewei. This is very important to him.

Chen Nannan whispered to An Liu, "What's the name here?"

An Liu just heard about it from someone else’s chat not long ago, “It seems…it seems to be called Chi Triangle.”

Chen Nannan was very happy. Although she was very tired, she no longer had to be controlled by others. "Okay! We will be the masters of the Red Triangle in the future!"

Zhao Hui, who was sorting out the items, sighed, "I hope so!"

An Liu was very excited, "I finally have my own land..."

Zhao Hui didn't say anything on the surface, but he knew in his heart that there was still too much road to go if he wanted to be free. How many people in front of him survived is an unknown, and there are still many things to worry about.

Before other indigenous people were found, the sixteen people "ruled" by Zhao Hui were the temporary owners of this foothill.

After the thirteen tents were built up, a small tribe was born. Don’t worry about someone invading the east, the masked man of Zhang Mingwei’s patrol team will never be able to cross the river.

That night, the women jumped into the river to take a bath, and some even soaked in it and didn't want to come out. They hoped that the ulcers on their skin would heal before the next transparency came.
Chapter completed!