Chapter 128 Above the Wasteland, Under Hell (Second Update)
For the first time, I looked at the entire Saltpeter Camp from the rear angle.
Suma once again felt the power of nature.
There is such a saltpeter mine. If the energy is continuously mined 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 residual 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 melt slowly 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 spontaneously cleared out a circle covering an area of about four to five hundred square meters.
At the same time, the ground was piled with a small amount of supplies.
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 five hundred 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 in 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.
Due to the dense camp layout, within a short while, violent 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, Sumo also needs to carry out the appraisal of these characters at the same time.
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 field, eyes dazzling as they looked at the "large amount" of supplies placed on the ground.
I haven’t had a full meal for many days, and I was chased by lion men to flee in the past two days. I finally returned to the camp, and was arrested 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 are extremely tempting. Although they know that these supplies belong to the mysterious "Subu", it does 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 of us humans."
"Yes, let's divide these luggages. Anyway, In this world, you can’t live for more than a few days, so why do you have to suffer and be hungry?”
The first person took the lead in speaking, and the rest followed suit. got up.
However.
Everyone talks about being more vicious than the other, but when it comes to touching these materials, no one dares 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 concepts of the civilized era and don’t take them.
But if you take something, where can you 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?
The snowstorm is coming soon, and a new round of disaster is about to strike. There is no follow-up place to hide from the disaster. Taking things is equivalent to a dead end.
"Shenwa, do you think Master Subu will let us join his refuge?" A middle-aged man pressed Chen Shen's shoulder, with anxiety on his face.
These words not only asked his thoughts, but also asked the thoughts of all Chinese people present.
If a foreigner came today, then they would naturally not have such a strong desire to join the other party's refuge.
You can hear the name Subu. Now that he is also a Chinese, the sense of teamwork rooted deep in the hearts of the Chinese people can't help but make them feel a sense of intimacy towards this fierce and ferocious man who has barely said a few words and is incomprehensible to foreigners!
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?"< br>
As soon as these words came out, everyone was speechless.
Yes, with this kind of world and this kind of disaster, how much worse can it be, no matter how bad it is?
If it were an ordinary year, people like them could barely survive by working hard and farming if they had a lot of strength.
But periodically there will be one-time disasters.
Housing them requires 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 on the ground quietly, not knowing what they were thinking.
Until Soma stepped out of the shadows.
At this time, the refugees who were still sitting in a daze in the center also noticed Somo. They were all stunned and 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 look 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 With a look of surprise on his face, he quickly stood up and walked over:
"Sir, may I have any orders?"
"Call me Brother Su, don't do this. Come on!" greeted Chen Shen, and the two walked all the way to the high ground, looking at the sea of fire below.
After a while, Sumo spoke again:
"Where do you live?"
The burning rooms were either occupied by Takeru Maeda or the dog-headed people, 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 Su, come with me!"
On the hillsides of different heights, there were people everywhere. Exposed saltpeter mines.
Following Chen Shen all the way until 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 could not 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?"
Opening the first one, Sumo tried to step in and look around, while looking behind him Chen Shen asked.
"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, and they are all from my Chen family. ."
When Chen Shen said this, he was very relaxed, as if a chicken had died, and it did not make him have any emotional ups and downs.
Sumo was a little silent. He knew that this was numbness.
As you live for a long time, you will naturally take a dim view of 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.
But after entering this time, Sumo's face darkened.
The aura and movements of 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 an infant baby. She looked at Somo who walked in and shrank inside.
Seemingly afraid that Sumo would snatch his child away, when she saw Sumo's aura erupting, she turned the child at an angle, exposing her back to Sumo, and turned her head at the same time. He showed a begging look.
“Why?”
"Why are there babies?"
(End of Chapter)