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Chapter 551 Easily see through, the first human lord!

 Marshal Wang's "free play" did not last long.

The atmosphere on the table became dull again.

In an instant, he suddenly realized the stimulation his words and deeds had brought to other people.

Just like people living in a peaceful country, they can never imagine how miserable the lives of refugees who have been tortured by war are.

Compared with this peaceful scene in the depression, the tragic situation in the Origin Territory is obviously far beyond what everyone knows.

Of course, Marshal Wang did not finish everything he said.

He really wanted to say that the real situation is far worse than it is now, and there are more Shura scenes that you can't imagine happening constantly.

Compared with this, it is hell, the grave of mankind.

But in the end, thinking of Sumo's previous performance, he still held back.

Like a wild beast licking its own wounds, Marshal Wang lowered his head and began to concentrate on the soup and rice in front of him.

On the other side, seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Lu Kuan stood up and cleared his throat to interrupt everyone's contemplation:

"Don't be stunned. It's time to eat, and it's time to work. If you don't have this mental preparation, what qualifications do you have to survive in this apocalypse?"

"I'm telling you, it's pretty good right now, but the scenes I've seen before are much worse than this."

"It is commonplace for wives and children to be separated and families to be destroyed. Camps with tens of thousands of people were invaded and destroyed overnight, and hundreds of acres of fertile land were burned at any time. It is still commonplace."

"Think about the high temperature of 80 degrees, the low temperature of minus 100 degrees, the world-destroying winds of magnitude 14, the devastating earthquakes of magnitude 10, volcanic eruptions, widespread epidemics, and even meteor impacts."

"Compared to this kind of despair, what we have now is just a ball!"

As if he was afraid that everyone would not believe him, after Lu Kuan finished speaking, he didn't stop talking and directly started to speak out.

"Do you know how scary it was when the temperature was 80 degrees?"

"The temperature does not rise as soon as it rises. It starts from 20 degrees and slowly rises by five degrees every hour. It keeps rising for 12 hours. It tortures you and makes your heart collapse."

"You have to watch with your own eyes the water sources around you evaporate, the land you finally cultivated completely cracks, and even the territory turns into a terrifying desert with no grass growing overnight!"

"Of course, what I'm talking about can only be enjoyed by people who are hiding underground and have heat insulation measures."

"Most people, as early as the onset of high temperatures, will slowly feel their bodies becoming dehydrated, becoming more and more thirsty, and finally slowly losing consciousness and turning into a mummy!"

The current situation of mankind described by Marshal Wang is very miserable, but compared with what Lu Kuan said, it is instantly worth mentioning.

When I think of the horrific scene where the whole person is evaporated into a mummy under the high temperature.

Everyone swallowed at the same time, not knowing whether to laugh or cry for a moment.

"Anyway, you have to understand this truth. The days seem very long now, but life is short."

"Although we are living comfortably now, as long as a devastating disaster befalls us, we will not be much better than these people."

"Especially when you are like you now, when you hear such nonsense, you all become so sad. Then next time, I am afraid that others will feel sorry for us instead of us here feeling sorry for others!"

After saying this this time, regardless of other people's reactions, Lu Kuan directly lowered his head and started drinking porridge, looking like an eccentric old man named Frankenstein.

Sitting next to him, Sumo knew what Lu Kuan meant and took over the conversation very well:

"Lu Kuan is right. When the nest is overturned, the eggs will not be intact. We are all ordinary people under natural disasters, and we all have to prepare for survival."

"However, there are different ways to live. Some people are so frustrated all their lives that they will regret it for the rest of their lives when they grow old. Some people can live happily for a while."

"Don't worry about the origin territory. I already have an idea. We have too few people now. We can't let such a high-quality population go!"

Having developed to its current scale, Sumo's former immaturity can no longer be seen in his words and deeds.

In fact, today he could have made the decision right away to send troops to the origin territory in the winter and plunder the population on a large scale.

But in that case, it would appear that he was too authoritarian, and would further undermine the sense of autonomy of everyone present, turning them into soulless marionettes.

Leading a team is easy, but cultivating a team is difficult.

But fortunately, after putting in a lot of hard work and seeing everyone's eagerness to try, Sumo nodded with satisfaction.

After a while, the twists and turns of breakfast ended, and it was time to work on the depression.

Without disturbing the work schedule set by all the management yesterday, I waved these people away and went back to work.

Taking only Marshal Wang with them, the two began to disperse around the depression.

By nearly eight o'clock, the sun had completely risen from the horizon, bursting out its own rays of light and shining downwards.

Without modern industrial pollution, every breath of heated winter air is extremely fresh and refreshing!

Look around.

The white snow in the distance is dazzling and bright under the sunlight, and there is a crystal clear texture mixed in it.

Some fresh grass nearby, moistened by the drifting snow, looked astonishingly green as if it had been bathed in!

It's only four or five days.

With the addition of the territorial attribute of Little Blessed Land, the environment of the depression undergoes imperceptible but actual changes every day.

"Marshal Wang, how is my territory?"

Walking through the snow all the way to the top of Tieshi Mountain, which was already 20 meters high, Somo sat down cross-legged, his temperament floating away.

"It's very strong, it's my ideal territory!"

"Oh? Where is the strength?"

Turning his head and motioning for Marshal Wang to sit next to him, Somo's eyes flashed.

If Chen Shen and other people who were familiar with him had come over and saw his appearance, they would have known that Sumo was already interested.

But for Marshal Wang, he was a bachelor and sat down directly.

"Choose this location, surrounded by many powerful alien races. In the early stage, you don't have to worry about the intrusion of small tribes of alien races that have no eyesight."

"On the way here, I calculated the depth of the territory in my mind. It's at least a hundred kilometers along the border to the village. It's very good and can reduce a lot of unnecessary troubles."

"The environment in the territory is excellent and the land is very fertile. Planting will definitely produce a good harvest."

"The management of the territory are good people, and they still have good intentions in their hearts. They are managed by these people."

"Although there are not many people in the territory, everyone has faith and strength."

Once again coming into close contact with the famous Su Shen among humans, Marshal Wang would misunderstand his meaning, and would just spout empty words and clichés as if he was talking eloquently.

Sumo smiled at his performance, but did not directly interrupt him.

Instead, he waited until he had poured out all the "ink" in his stomach, and then slowly asked:

"How does it compare to your territory?"

Wow!

Like a bolt from the blue, Marshal Wang was still thinking about how to blow the rainbow fart next.

But as this gentle question fell, his mind instantly turned to mush.

Subconsciously, he blurted out: "Better than mine."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped talking with his eyes widened, and then looked over with an incredible look.

"Tell me about it, I haven't seen many lords in this new continent, and you are the only human lord. To be honest, I'm really curious!"

He pointed in the direction of Liberty City, then pointed in the direction of the tree people.

Sumo withdrew his gaze and looked over.

"Director Su Su, how did you know?"

"Ha, you don't really think I'm stupid, do you?"

Seeing Marshal Wang stuttering and at a loss, Sumo immediately covered his face with a sad look on his face.

Wow, the acting is so realistic, Marshal Wang really thinks he is a fool!

"First of all, if you were an ordinary person, how could you know about the Demon Soul Clan and find them just in time?"

"Secondly, I don't believe that ordinary people with your physical and psychological conditions can still think about living even if they are kidnapped by a foreign race and brought to the city."

"Third, you know too much about the origin territory. You are not like a passerby who only stayed in the territory for five days in the confession."

"Fourth, you still have compassion for ordinary people. This kind of mentality should not be for a person living on the line of life and death. If you are really an ordinary wandering refugee, you should have more empathy."

"Fifth, to put it nicely, you speak clearly and clearly, and you can understand the importance of things. To put it lightly, you talk to people and tell ghosts. This ability cannot be developed overnight."

"Sixth, you said that your wife and children were kidnapped. But in such an environment, how can it be possible for ordinary people to take their wives and children to crawl around in the New World?"

"seventh,"

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Back and forth, Sumo thought and talked, and came up with a total of sixteen doubts.

During the first two sentences, Marshal Wang had cold sweat on his forehead, his heart was pounding, and he quickly wanted to explain.

But after reaching the sixth item, the words stuck in his throat were gone.

One or two doubts can be explained.

Five, six, that is no longer a doubt, but evidence!

As if he didn't expect that he would be exposed in so many places, he began to prick up his ears, listen carefully and think about the problems Somo gave.

Until the last one, it ends with Somo's voice.

He didn't struggle or explain anymore, but as if he recognized it, he said bachelorly:

"There is no point in hiding it. Pretending to continue is just a waste of our time."

"As expected of God Su, you are right, I am indeed no ordinary person, I am the lord of the Origin Territory!"

Looking into the void, Marshal Wang opened his storage space and took out the evidence representing the identity of the lord.

The core that ordinary people have not placed is a tortoise shell with a simple shape but no characteristics.

If the core is used but damaged, the tortoise shell will have cracks and lines.

After becoming a lord, the tortoise shell will gradually be given life and begin to extend into other parts.

Although Marshal Wang's tortoise shell now has cracks, it means that his territory has been destroyed or occupied.

But the difference is that there is some flesh and blood sprouting from behind his tortoise shell, not much, which is enough to prove his identity.

"There are sixteen lords in the Origin Territory. I was once ranked fifth. The mountain I occupied was Jiuqu Peak. I reigned for a total of fifty-one days!"

"The territory has a total population of 4,600 people, of which 1,450 are good at fighting, and the rest are ordinary producers."

"At its peak, there were a total of 140 ordinary wooden houses and more than 400 ordinary caves in the territory. The stored food could feed everyone for thirty-two days, and the stored weapons and armor could equip 6,000 people."

Even though we have prepared supplies in other people's territory, the population is larger than in the depression.

But when he heard the data from Marshal Wang, Sumo couldn't help but click his tongue: "There are so many?"

Marshal Wang nodded: "Just a lot more!"

"The reason why we came to the New World is not because we people are brave, but because there are indeed many opportunities in the early stage."

"I only had 600 people at the time, and we didn't have anywhere to go with these people, so we just wandered around and dug in when we encountered exposed ruins. When we encountered small alien camps, we tried to find ways to attack them. The development speed was very fast.

quick"

"In just a few days, our team has grown to about 2,000 people. Some aliens with hundreds of people had to flee when they saw us."

Thinking about the majestic days in the past, and then thinking about the current downturn, Marshal Wang smiled bitterly: "But later, alas, when more and more powerful alien races landed, the good days passed."

"We marched and fought all the way. In the first few times, when there were no large casualties, the people's hearts were still stable. But in the latter time, after one-fifth of the people were killed or injured at one time, half of them immediately chose to quit and go to other places.

As for the people who stayed behind, they no longer have any intention of fighting, they just want to find a place to develop well."

"Being coerced by these people, I had no choice but to walk all the way and ask around. Finally, I met several groups of people who had similar thoughts to us, and we went to the mountains together!"

"During the process of going there, we took advantage of the large number of people to sneak attack on several alien races and grabbed a lot of good things and supplies. Because we supervised each other, everyone could distribute them according to their military merits, but it was precisely because of this that we risked

The trust that came out caused disaster in the future!"

After speaking, Marshal Wang looked into the void and took out a rolled up paper from the storage space.

He swept away the small stones on the snow with his hands and spread it out, and a decent map appeared in front of Somo's eyes.

"Is this the vast mountain you have explored?"

"Yes, this is the general terrain of the Wanli Mountains. The places marked on it are all the places we have explored!"

Just look at the map and think of the fleeting glance when transferring territory before.

Sumo instantly confirmed the authenticity of the map.

it is true!

And it’s more detailed than expected!

"These little red dots are the locations of the ruins you found?"

Marshal Wang hummed: "According to the value and type of relics, we divide them into three types. The red circles represent ordinary relics. There are basically no high-value things. Most of them are the legacies left by those who failed to survive in the past."

"The red triangle represents a medium-sized ruin. There are a lot of good things inside. If you are lucky, you can even find strategic materials such as guns."

"The red cross represents a dangerous ruin. Although there are many things, anyone who wants to enter will die!"

Pointing to a red exclamation mark, Somo asked: "What about this place?"

"This place is the origin of the disaster!"

Successful people will brag about their courage to take a chance for opportunities when they were poor.

People who encounter disasters will never tell others about their miserable past.

But don't know why.

Facing Somo's question, Marshal Wang asked himself that he no longer had any psychological defense.

"Let me guess, the origin of the disaster is related to the "Yan Kingdom"?"

"What are you doing? Forget it. It's related to Yan Guo!"

It's like playing chess and having others guess what your next move will be at every move.

Hearing that yet another secret was revealed by Sumo, Marshal Wang, who felt that the color of his underwear might be seen through, looked bitter and said with relief:

"This is the first dangerous ruins we jointly developed, but I don't know what happened. Before I came out of the ruins, chaos broke out outside. By the time I came out, my hilltop had already become a battlefield."

"Someone wanted to take my wife and children as hostages and let me come out and capture them without help, but I am not a fool. I must know that once I go back, they will not survive, so they can only take advantage of the chaos to escape and wander around looking for help.

"

"Not long after that, I found the Demon Soul Clan and wanted to use their help to go back and save people, but the result..."

When he mentioned the word "result", Marshal Wang showed a hint of loneliness at first.

Then, after seeing Sumo's face, his loneliness quickly changed magically and turned into an indescribable emotion.

Unintentionally, he did not find help from the powerful Demon Soul Clan among the foreign races, but instead found the territory of Soma, the strongest human being in his own family.

How can such an opportunity be described with the word "good luck"!

"So now you don't know what happened in the Origin Territory?"

"Yeah, I don't know!"

Marshal Wang shook his head honestly, his eyes were extremely sincere.

But looking at his unpretentious appearance, Sumo's right eyelid twitched involuntarily.

Before that, the Origin Territory was still an almost undefended population replenishment pool in Somo's mind.

But now.

Thinking of Lu Kuan and others who are still alive in the brain box, and then thinking of Ma Fei's description of these people from the Yan Kingdom.

"What if I ask you to take a team of people back to see the situation tomorrow? Do you dare to go?"

"Dare! Don't say tomorrow, just leave now!"


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