"Hahaha, I want to eat roasted fat beef. Get me fatter. How can men not eat fat? Hahaha..."

In an abandoned camp, several large frozen trucks were parked on the edge of the camp, and more than a thousand people in this camp kept transporting various meats from the trucks, including pork, beef, mutton, as well as a large amount of seasonings and wine, as well as some bread, cheese, vegetables, and other side foods. Several large frozen trucks were filled with these foods, and after more than a thousand people took them, the food was consumed at a very fast speed.

In the middle of the crowd, a middle-aged uncle covered in bandages laughed loudly. He was covered in scars. The most terrifying thing was the burns on his body, his hair was burned, and there were burned blisters everywhere on his body. Even the bandages were blood seeping out. However, none of this affected the middle-aged uncle's interest. He held a large jar of wine in one hand and a roast chicken in the other hand, drinking wine and tearing the meat while laughing.

A small square has been cleared out of the entire abandoned camp. There are dozens of fires, and there are twenty or thirty people eating in each fire. Almost everyone is busy eating. Occasionally, they are coughing a few times when they are anxious. They either drink alcohol, drink water or cry from children. Although they are silent, when there are more people, they appear noisy and the entire abandoned camp looks messy.

Suddenly, the middle-aged uncle suddenly punched the ground with a loud bang, as if a thunder sound, but the ground did not cause any damage. However, everyone in the abandoned camp felt a trembling under his feet, as if it was an earthquake. Suddenly, everyone looked at the middle-aged uncle who punched the ground with a complicated and difficult-to-understand look, looking at him with a look of no idea whether it was worship, fear, or at a loss.

"There are many frozen ice warehouses in the city. Those ghosts seem to have electricity themselves. As long as they are exposed to them and even close things can be automatically charged. As I have seen with my own eyes, many equipment in the city are still operating automatically, including the frozen ice warehouses in supermarkets, including those large container warehouses, where there is a lot of food and a lot of meat!"

The middle-aged uncle pulled the cloak behind him and stood up. He looked at everyone around him and shouted: "Snatch women, children, sick, and elderly people, what the hell are you men!"

"Even if a man does evil, he plans to destroy the world. Don't worry about this little evil and small profit! What you should see is the food full of cities and warehouses, and what you should see is the era that can make you stand out in this chaotic world and let you dream freely!"

"Red! Use red tape to isolate the ghosts from contact with you and any harm! I have brought you enough red tape to allow all of you to enter the city safely and undamaged, so that you can choose whatever you want to take..."

The middle-aged uncle picked up his wine jar from the ground, raised his head and drank it in big mouthfuls, and almost poured the jar of wine into his stomach, then laughed and said, "It's there! That place where your former capital, called Washington, has frozen food, all medicine, stored gold, hidden guns, trapped women, all the things you dream about, go, all the people with dreams, go, everything is there, as long as you can bring it out, everything is yours, compared to these... what is your life worth!?"

"As a man... Isn't this the romance of being a man?!"

The entire camp was quiet, and even the sound of chewing food almost stopped. Most of the surviving people were strong adult men. Each of them looked at the middle-aged uncle with a complicated expression and the capital of Washington, which was mostly ruined in the distance. Then, when the first man stood up and walked towards the vehicle filled with red tape, the remaining men also began to act. Each man took a few rolls of tape, and each man's pace seemed to have power.

"ah!"

I don’t know who yelled this sound first. Then, most men in the camp yelled like this, and many people even cried while yelling, hissing, and roaring hard, as if they wanted to vent the grievances, depression, despair, and even the catharsis of their crimes over the past period. The entire camp could only hear this one sound...

In the early morning of that day, a few thousand meters away from the abandoned camp, the middle-aged uncle walked with six people around him. The six people were all covered in scars, but compared to the bandaged mummy appearance of the middle-aged uncle, the injuries of these people were much lighter.

"Gentle, lighter...it hurts!"

The middle-aged uncle showed a very depressed expression and shouted softly to a beautiful woman who was holding the bones in his hand, as if he could vaguely see the tears of his pain.

This beauty is nearly thirty years old, but she looks very beautiful. She said with a sarcastic expression: "Since you know the pain, don't show off so much! You have just fought with a fourth-level strongman. Your energy of the shock fruit has been used almost as much as you can heal your body. If this continues, you will really die. In the camp, you were so cool that you used the shock fruit to shake the ground, but the bones of your hands were misaligned. Do you really think you have a long life?!" As he spoke, the beauty twisted the middle-aged uncle's wrist and suddenly crackled. This time it really hurt the middle-aged uncle's tears, and he rolled in pain alone.

Three of the other five showed a defeated expression, while the remaining two were a little at a loss. One of the three was a teenager of fifteen or sixteen and said with a smile: "You are newcomers, so you are not familiar with our captain. After you get along with him for a long time in the future, you can know how troubles we are. How could he cause trouble on weekdays? Such a captain... I guess we are not dying in horror movies, nor at the hands of a reincarnation team, but at the hands of overwork."

The middle-aged uncle wiped his tears and stood up from the ground and roared in a low voice: "Don't say bad things about me! Also, fighting for my dreams is not a problem!"

The young man spread his hands and said helplessly: "Yes, yes, you are the captain, you have the final say, okay, God knows who was the last time when he heard that the Zhongzhou team that destroyed half of the continent like a demon, and immediately shouted to fight with him to the death. God knows that it is the Zhongzhou team. Regardless of good and evil, just standing strong and reaching the three reincarnation eras, this is already a big trouble..."

The middle-aged uncle scratched his head and said, "But he really wants to fight the strongest man. Last time he met the Demons, he lost, but he didn't lose much. I was just thinking about how strong the Zhongzhou team is. You know, people always have curiosity, and curiosity always produces dreams, so I..."

“Yes, yes, yes…”

This time, not only this young man, except for the two newcomers, the other four started to talk perfunctorily.

The middle-aged uncle was even more helpless. He shook his arm that had corrected his bones and was about to speak when footsteps suddenly appeared from the direction of the camp. Suddenly, the middle-aged uncle looked directly there, and saw an old man walking out with some women and children, who were holding a lot of food and drinking water in his hands.

The old man was the botanist who started cooking the pot of food. He walked silently to everyone, put down the package of food bound in his hand, and then said, "I know you will definitely leave. I think... you must be heroes who appeared in accordance with the will of God. This era needs your appearance. As you said, people should have dreams... Go and return their dreams to this world."

The middle-aged uncle was silent for a moment, suddenly laughed, picked up the package from the ground and said, "This is exactly what I plan to do..." After that, he turned around without looking back, and the remaining six people looked at each other and followed the middle-aged uncle.

The women and children next to the old man were also holding food, etc. Seeing this, they planned to catch up with six people and hand over the food in their hands. At this moment, the young man who had spoken before suddenly turned around and smiled and said, "No need, we can find food at any time. You need these things even more... Also, don't cry, don't worry, the ghost's catastrophe will always pass that day, so at this time..."

"Just smile."
Chapter completed!