Chapter 45： Blame them ... (1/2)

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun fell and gradually disappeared on the other side of the mountain.

At this time is the end time of the daily survivor's work. At night, the danger will rise sharply. Tang Yu is not the kind of ruthless person and has not completely squeezed every value of the survivors.

要 If these people die, it is actually himself who loses.

I had a boring survivor at night who asked to continue working, which made Tang Yu cry and laugh. Of course, this request was rejected.

The survivors who completed the work gathered in small squares in twos and threes, bragging and farting while waiting to receive food.

Suddenly someone shouted, ”The patrol is back.”

The puppet patrol went out for the first time and is known to every survivor in the shelter. This patrol is not like some local patrols, fish survivors. Without Ding Qiang, the overall atmosphere of the shelter was good, and most of the survivors also sincerely expected the patrol to return safely.

”I'm coming!”

Zhao Xingping stood in the crowd and looked at the survivors who had been able to chat. Several of the patrols were familiar to him. When he saw the patrols approaching, his heart was tense—many shelters would send out teams. Searching out, but often when the team returned, the team was incomplete. Zhao Xingping was afraid that the patrol would be the same.

”One, two, three ... all return!”

The team approached. Some people looked for the members of the patrol team and found that there were only a few. The atmosphere at the scene was a lot of joy all at once.

兴 Zhao Xingping also found that although the members of the patrol team looked a little embarrassed, they were not very injured. The most serious one was that their arms were slightly injured, and the awakening's constitution recovered in less than two days. He even felt that the people on the patrol were different after coming back this time. He didn't say much. It seemed to be ... more confident!

Although the survivors watched, they also knew that members of the patrol team should not be disturbed at this time, so they separated a road for the patrol people to pass, and continued to chat, waiting for the review work and the distribution of food.

”Oh, it seems like someone is back.”

Zhao Xingping heard this from a person around him and looked away, and saw several figures supporting each other and walking towards the shelter. This situation did not look good.

”Isn't it the awakenings, how did it happen?”

兴 Zhao Xingping wondered, although these people are not in danger of life, they seem to be more miserable than the members of the patrol team. What is going on here? Could it be that these awakeners have taken on dangerous tasks?

For a while, Zhao Xingping felt that these awakeners were also worthy of admiration. Although they did not join the patrol, they also contributed to the asylum. He still made some mistakes for them ...

I watched these people walk into the city wall.

However, Zhao Xingping didn't know that these awakening people were scolding their mothers inside, obviously they were just garnished far away, obviously they were all walking by the patrol team, but why did they still provoke the demonized beasts, and were stunned Then, I almost couldn't come back.

A few people are in a dark mood, but they just feel that the world is very unfriendly ...

Uh ...

Lu Xiaopeng is very excited. Today his record is three demonized beasts. Unfortunately, he is almost worse than the fat man named Peng next to him ... a few heads behind, but he is so confident that he will refine his soul tonight, next time When going out, be sure to surpass that foodie.

Of course, before that, he decided to eat a full meal, take a bath, and better go to bed again. He was so tired that he didn't want to move his toes.

Suddenly, the team in front stopped, and Lu Xiaopeng didn't notice it, but ran into the fat man in front of him. Peng fat man ignored him this time. He looked up and found that everyone was standing in a building with a large area. Before the building.

”Isn't this wasteland here? Is it the wrong way?”

Xiaopeng Kushiro thought hard. It seems that he did not go the wrong way. It also seems that it was really a wasteland before, but now it has changed a lot. Then there is only one truth. It is Tang's handwriting.