Chapter 125 Above the Wasteland, Under Hell (Second Update)
For the first time, I looked at the entire Saltpeter Camp from the back.
Soma once again felt the power of nature.
There is such a saltpeter mine. If the energy is mined continuously and the ammunition is simply loaded, it will not be used up for decades!
Looking down from the saltpeter hillside, most of the buildings in the camp had been burned more and more severely after more than half an hour of delay.
Some of the small houses even burned themselves out and turned into large firewood, continuing to release their last remaining heat on the ground.
The air above the camp has been distorted by the fire, and waves of heat are coming over the face.
Walking in the sea of fire, Sumo was surprised to find that the snow in the camp had begun to slowly melt and the ground became slippery.
When you step inside, you will feel like you are coming from winter to spring.
After taking a look at the core belonging to Taketo Maeda in the storage space, and finding that it could be fused, Somo walked briskly to the center of the field.
In the middle, everyone voluntarily cleared out a circle covering an area of about four to five hundred square meters.
At the same time, a small amount of supplies were piled on the ground.
The first thing that catches the eye is the large pieces of saltpeter ore. Just like the ones that were snatched away before, these saltpeter ores are of extremely high purity and look pleasing to the eye.
As long as these saltpeter mines can be moved back, at least 500 kilograms of base picric acid can be produced!
Near the saltpeter, there are scattered pieces of food in bags, as well as treasure chests exploded from killing the kobolds.
Except for a small group of humans who were sorting things on the spot, most people continued to rescue supplies at the fire scene.
Occasionally, the crackling sound of wood breaking caused a burst of exclamation.
Without disturbing these people from sorting out supplies, Somo walked around the camp and tried to light the unlit houses one by one to ensure that no trace of supplies would be left for the kobolds.
Because of the dense camp layout, within a short time, the intense burning had brought fire to all the houses, and with the gentle breeze, the flames swayed.
After trying all the shelter cores one by one and unlocking them, Sumo sat in the shadow with satisfaction and waited for the refugees to move and collect supplies.
Sumo had his own plans for where these people would go.
But at the same time, Soma also needs to carry out the appraisal of these characters simultaneously.
It took less than a day for the kobolds to recover, so even if there were supplies in the camp, they would only be enough for one or two days.
You need to wait for the next car of kobolds to support you so that you can stock up on more supplies.
This can be seen from the small amount of supplies found on the ground.
Slowly, everyone returned to the center of the venue, looking at the "large amount" of supplies placed on the ground, their eyes dazzling.
He had not had a full meal for many days, and he had been chased around by the lion men two days ago. He finally returned to the camp and was captured again for mining.
A group of people barely rested, running around in the snowy wasteland for days.
There was a protest in the stomach, and sour water flowed from the mouth.
The supplies on the ground were extremely tempting. Even though they knew that these supplies belonged to the mysterious "Lu Bu", it did not affect their greed.
"How about... everyone divide these supplies and go straight away. Find a direction and go all the way. You can always find the gathering point for us humans."
"Yes, let's divide these luggages. In this world, we can't live for more than a few days anyway, so why do we have to suffer and starve ourselves!"
With the first person taking the lead in speaking, the rest of the group followed suit.
However...
Everyone said they were more vicious than the other, but when it came to touching these materials, no one dared to do it.
Sitting in the snow, listening to the growling of stomachs, everyone looked at each other dejectedly, and at the same time, a sense of relaxation that was different from hunger and cold emerged.
It's not because Soma left such a deep impression on everyone that they dare not take it.
It’s not because these people retain the moral values of the civilized era and don’t adopt them.
But...if I take something, where can I go?
The camp they relied on for survival has been burned to rubble, and all the "kobolds" who protected them have retreated.
These supplies are enough for them to eat for one day or two days.
But what next?
A snowstorm is coming soon, and a new round of disaster is about to strike. Without a follow-up shelter, taking things is equivalent to a dead end.
"Shenwa, do you think Lord Lu Bu will let us join his refuge?"
A middle-aged man pressed Chen Shen's shoulder, his face full of anxiety.
These words not only expressed his feelings, but also expressed the feelings of all Chinese people present.
If a foreigner came today, they would naturally not have such a strong desire to join the other party's shelter...
But after hearing the name Lu Bu, and hearing that he was also a Chinese, the sense of teamwork rooted deep in the hearts of the Chinese people couldn't help but make them feel like a foreigner to this fierce and ferocious man who had not said a few words.
I don’t understand the intimacy!
But at the same time, what Ying Xiong and others did before was like a big weight weighing on their hearts, making them wonder if this person could be ruthless!
"Don't worry, uncle, he is so powerful, he will definitely not be the same as those before. Besides, compared to a beast like Ying Xiong, how can he be worse?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was speechless.
Yes, with this world and this kind of disaster, no matter how bad it is, how much worse can it be?
If it were an ordinary year, people like them could barely survive by working with their hands and farming if they had a lot of energy.
But...there will be one-time disasters periodically.
Taking them in will require a huge consumption of resources, and at the same time, due to disasters, they cannot go out to work...
The refugees, who were originally excited about killing a bunch of kobolds, suddenly became depressed. Everyone sat quietly on the ground, not knowing what they were thinking.
Until...Suma stepped out of the shadows.
At this time, the refugees who were still sitting in the middle in a daze also noticed Somo, and they all froze on the spot, at a loss.
Compared with the bloody armor before, Soma now finally looks like a "normal person".
Except for the smell of blood that had not been cleaned up in the gaps in the armor, at least it didn't seem to be as oppressive as before.
Looking at the supplies on the ground, Sumo nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time said loudly to the crowd: "Chen Shen, come out, I have something to ask you!"
When Sumo called his name, the young man looked surprised, stood up quickly, and walked over:
"General Lu Bu, what are your orders?"
"Call me Brother Lu, don't worry about these things!" He greeted Chen Shen, and the two of them walked all the way to the high ground and looked at the sea of fire below.
After a long while, Sumo spoke again:
"Where do you live?"
The rooms that burned in the sea of fire were either occupied by Takeru Maeda or the Kobolds. The place where these refugees lived has not yet been seen.
Hearing Su Mo's words, young Chen Shen had a trace of sadness on his face: "Brother Lu, come with me!"
There are exposed saltpeter mines everywhere on the hillsides of different heights.
Following Chen Shen all the way, after turning several turns, Sumo saw a nest covered with plant fiber in his sight.
These huts had not been tidied up neatly. When the straw sheds above were opened, an unspeakable stench surged out.
Even with the protection of a gas mask, Soma was so smoked that he couldn't stand.
There are three Diwozi in total. According to the previous number of people, they should be right.
"How many of you are there in total? Where are the people from before? Where have they gone?"
After opening the first one, Sumo tried to step in and look around, and at the same time asked Chen Shen behind him.
"They are all dead. The slow ones are all dead. There are not many left. We used to be more than thirty Chinese people, but now there are only eleven dead left, and they are all from my Chen family.
..."
When Chen Shen said this, he was very relaxed, as if a chicken had died, and he did not have any emotional ups and downs.
Sumo was a little silent. He knew that this was numbness.
If you live for a long time, you will naturally become indifferent to some things. If you die too much, you will naturally become numb to death!
After walking out of the first den, Sumo opened the second one and got in.
However, after entering this time, Sumo's expression darkened.
The aura and movements on his body also changed slightly, and an aura erupted that was even more terrifying than before.
In the corner of the diwozi, a woman was holding a swaddled baby. She looked at Somo who walked in and shrank inside.
It seemed that she was very afraid that Somo would snatch away his child. When she saw Somo's momentum, she turned the child at an angle, exposing her back to Somo. At the same time, she turned her head with a begging look.
