Zhuifeng and others went west and soon walked to the colony they saw in Gaoling.

This is a village and town. As the fish belly rises in the sky, people gradually walk out of the room and courtyard made of rammed earth and wood to start working in the morning.

Zhuifeng and others were buried in the farmland. The fields were full of crops more than one meter high. The drooling purple fruits were hung on the thick rhizomes, which looked a bit similar to sweet potatoes. Several people had tasted them while squatting. The taste was sweet and sour, which made salivation and quenched thirst. The key was that there was some strange energy inside, and after eating, there would be a state of slowly recovering energy.

Several players were stunned.

You should know that even on Waste Saturn, only the food of Xiangzhu Banquet, a subsidiary of the Lin Consortium, has the effect of slowly restoring health points. On Sleving Star, the purple potatoes in ordinary farmlands can actually recover their energy, which is really surprising.

However, everyone came for big goals, so they just tried it briefly and did not fill up a bag.

After all, in the words of Zhuifeng, we are organized and disciplined!

After the coldest moment before dawn, the eyebrows of several people had already formed a faint layer of white frost, looking like a wasteland hunter.

"Zhaofeng, what should I do now? Everyone in the village is starting to wake up. How can we come forward better?" asked the bombarded chicken.

Zhuifeng looked down at their clothes, then at the people who came out to work with hoes. The contrast was too obvious, too unlike locals.

"The first step in mobilizing the masses is to enter the masses first. We wear so well, and others think that we are either rich or noble at first sight, and they will definitely feel resentful and have no way to integrate with the masses. So we must first make a few local clothes, and then lie that we escaped from the persecution of the capital, so that they can know the fact that the tyrant is cruel and unkind."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and then rustling sounds made in the farmland, which blended with the sound of the fine breeze blowing the crops in the early morning. What surprised the players was that these ordinary people had levels of more than ten, and some young and middle-aged people even had levels of more than twenty, which was completely different from the ordinary NPCs of Waste Saturn.

Zhuifeng’s guess is that the physical fitness of these people’s long-term consumption of purple potatoes has been enhanced, so the level is relatively high.

However, this kind of amazement was only a moment. After all, even if it is over 20 levels, it is just an ordinary NPC. There is no elite template, so it is not a fear.

Zhuifeng led everyone to steal the clothes easily. In order to create a scene of trouble, he deliberately dirtyed and made them old, and opened a lot of holes, and then hid all their weapons and equipment in an abandoned cave outside the village.

After making all preparations, Zhuifeng looked at everyone.

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

The Miracle Guild and the bombing chicken band members nodded together. Although I don’t know what to face next, this will be their first step.

"By the way, the footprints and traces we have all the way over are covered up, right?" Zhuifeng suddenly remembered and asked.

The bomber made an OK gesture: "Don't worry, the psychedelic vines have been cleaned along the way. Even if the tyrant's lackey discovered the landing scene, he would definitely not be able to catch up with us."

Zhuifeng 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 be successful and gain more experience and rewards for us!"

After Zhuifeng said that, he waved his hand and walked towards the village with everyone.

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

But Zhuifeng and others staggered and panted towards the entrance of the village. The villagers working in the farmland saw a group of panicked outsiders, all poking their heads out of the farmland. Before the old man who had just rolled up tobacco leaves at the entrance of the village could suck them a few times, he quickly got up and reached out to stop the few people.

"Where are you from? What's the matter with us in our village?" The old man's eyes were full of vigilance, and he kept looking at the few people.

The clothes should be from a certain villager, but they are ragged and seem to be traveling a long distance, and they are covered in dust and look embarrassed.

Players have discussed it before, and they are afraid of inconsistent words and deeds, so they all come to Zhuifeng.

"Old man, we escaped from the coast."

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

Everyone even felt that several bad eyes fell on their bodies.

"What did you do when you escaped from the coast?" The old man looked fierce, and his eyes looked at the few people with great dissatisfaction.

Zhuifeng answered: "Oh, old man, don't mention it. The east is very chaotic now. Your Majesty believed in the lies of eternal life in the God Church and began to arrest people from all over the country for live sacrifices. The whole village on our side has been arrested. Fortunately, we went out of the village to work a few days ago, so we survived, so we ran all the way to the west."

The old man shook his hands, his eyes as big as a copper bell, and he looked in disbelief.

Zhuifeng looked at the expressions of these villagers, and obviously he had never heard of these things and had already made plans in his heart.

Zhuifeng looked back "subconsciously", his eyes full of anxiety.

"Old man, we brothers have some strength. We are not going to live here forever, we just want to sell some strength to change our food. When we are full and have saved enough food for the road, we will leave immediately. Do you think it's okay?" Zhuifeng said almost begging.

This pitiful image and the devil behind him, which seemed to be a devil, were evasive and had attracted the attention of the villagers in the fields. Now these villagers are both afraid of the pursuit of people from all over the world for live sacrifices.

If these people reached out to beg for food or money, the old man thought they might be liars. But these people only said that they had to work hard to exchange for some food, and they left after saving enough food. In addition, they were embarrassed, so it was hard to believe that this was a scam.

The old man looked back and saw that at this time, many young and strong men had already walked out of the field and simply asked, "What do you think?"

"You have the final say in the village chief's affairs, you decide!"

It was Zhuifeng's turn to be surprised. Unexpectedly, the unkempt old man in front of him turned out to be the village chief.

"You are actually the village chief, so you are indifferent. I think it's time for the busy farming season, so we can do some coolies and eat a few bites. You don't need to worry about the place where you live. We can just find a shaded place under a tree to sleep. If the village chief feels it is inconvenient, I hope you can point you another way to a nearby village and we will go over and ask." Zhuifeng said appropriately, and it sounds like the village on the east coast, and its level is much better than that of the plateau and mountains.

The old village chief muttered in a low voice: "The speech is very literary, and it really makes me think of people from the east..."

"Okay, since you have said that, then you can settle down first. It just so happens that there are a little labor in the village recently, so you can help. I said that the food is calculated based on your workload. When it comes to labor, you will definitely not let you sleep under the tree, so I will arrange an free yard."

The players' eyes lit up and felt that things were going too smoothly. They were indeed the first players to follow Link.

The gentleness of chasing the wind, yyds!

"Okay, I'll take you to the yard now. You can rest and wash up and help later."

Zhuifeng's excitement was beyond words, and he hurriedly said, "No need, we can work now!"

However, the old man insisted on asking several strong men to arrange for a few people to rest in the yard. This enthusiasm actually made Zhuifeng and others feel embarrassed.

Everyone came to the yard, and under the arrangement of Zhuifeng, several people began to clean the dilapidated yard.

But just as the cleaning was taking place, a crow hovered over the head of the bombing chicken on the side, then flew away. The bombing chicken hurriedly pulled Zhuifeng and said, "No, the people in the village are discussing our affairs..."
Chapter completed!