Qinghe Group is located in the heart of the Central Plains, but unlike other consortiums that often control several or even dozens of barriers, Qinghe Group always has only one area to control. According to the number of the barrier alliance, it should be barrier No. 66.

But over the years, Qinghe Group's own people have not called it Barrier No. 66, but Luocheng.

Over time, others began to call the barrier Luocheng.

As special as the 178 Fortress.

When the Barrier Alliance was first established, Qinghe Group showed a strong side. They had a fixed organization, a solid organizational structure, and many technologies that had been preserved before the catastrophe. Of course, they did not retain everything.

At the beginning, other consortiums were alert to Qinghe Group, but over time, everyone found that Qinghe Group seemed not very interested in expanding its territory.

Moreover, the Qinghe Group was not visible in the past resource competitions in the Central Plains. They were just stubbornly looking for something.

But what is even more strange is that the person in charge of Qinghe Group is surnamed Xu, and the old Xu family has a single lineage. It is said that his ancestors sold sanitary napkins. Later, a technical genius called Xu Nuo was born, and he became famous with the boss Qinghe.

However, the boss of Qinghe seemed to have no descendants, so the Xu family took charge of Qinghe Group. However, they always insisted that they were just small shareholders. When the heirs of the major shareholder were found, they abdicated and gave way to the wise.

This incident was once a joke. In this wasteland world, who would abdicate and give way to the wise?

To this day, Qinghe Group has become a very special existence in the Central Plains. It is located between the Wang family, Chen family and Kong family. The Wang family occupies the northwest position of the Central Plains and connects with the northwest; the Kong family is located in the northeast, connecting the sea and Kanto; the Zhou family is located above the intersection of the Sanjiang River and radiates to the south.

There are more than ten remaining consortiums, but these three are indeed the strongest.

However, the special nature of Qinghe Group is not because of its special geographical location, but because of its way of dealing with people. Luocheng has the largest higher education institution in the entire barrier alliance, and it is the teaching model closest to the pre-catastrophe.

From the date of establishment of the university, other consortiums serve their own technology and have a very utilitarian main focus. All research in all disciplines is to improve the strength of the consortium one day. The children of other consortiums cannot enter their university to study.

The difference between Qinghe University is that anyone can take the exam and teach a variety of things. Even an art category is opened on this wasteland.

When opening this course, many consortiums were joking about how there is no soil for artistic survival now?

Moreover, when other consortiums acquired the civilized heritage before the catastrophe, they focused on laboratory data and some scientific and technological achievements, while Qinghe Group collected everything and even sent people to find it themselves. They seemed to be particularly interested in calligraphy, paintings and antiques, saying that they were treasures of mankind.

Such a consortium is like an alien on the wasteland, and there is no second consortium in the world like them.

At this time, Qinghe University had just finished class. On the green campus, students were happily walking out of the classroom with their backpacks. Some people rushed to the teaching building that they were going to next class, and some people had no classes anymore, so they simply went to participate in club activities.

A girl with a baseball cap walked out of the school with her schoolbag on her back, alone, with a tall figure.

At this moment, someone behind her called her: "Yang Xiaojin!"

Yang Xiaojin looked back calmly: "Is there anything wrong?"

There were many people on the other side, and the person who spoke was a tall college student wearing a white shirt and smiling very sunny. He smiled at Yang Xiaojin and said, "We have a friendship tonight. I invite you to join us. You have been alone during the start of school. Are you not very adapting to the pace of life in Luocheng?"

Yang Xiaojin shook her head: "I'm just here to learn knowledge and I'm not interested in friendship."

Some people behind the boy were whispering, and some seemed to be whispering to cheer the boy up: "Don't be pretentious, just say it right away."

The boy seemed to hesitate for a long time and suddenly said, "Yang Xiaojin, I like you, can I give me a chance? I can..."

However, this was interrupted by Yang Xiaojin: "I have someone I like."

The boy froze suddenly, not knowing what to say, and he wanted to withdraw.

Yang Xiaojin shook his head and said, "Look, your feelings are not very profound. Today I reject you, and tomorrow you will fall in love with others again. What you call liking is just a speculative temptation. Once you are blocked, you will retreat immediately."

Suddenly someone next to him whispered: "This is a bit too much."

The boy struggled and said, "Who do you like, the president of the student union? Or..."

Yang Xiaojin shook his head again: "He is not in Luocheng. Do you think that student union president is excellent because you haven't had the chance to see the outside world yet, and the person I like has never been a flower in a greenhouse."

However, Yang Xiaojin was not sure whether he was still alive now. The red javelin penetrated the other party's body in front of her. The thug organization agreed to avenge her, but the condition was that she had to do ten things for the thug.

For the past two months, she kept asking her aunt if there was any news about the other party, but she received negative answers.

The aunt arranged her to continue her studies at Qinghe University and learned about the details of Qinghe Group. However, Yang Xiaojin has never been an ordinary student. She has killed anyone, and she has accompanied someone to build a hope in the wilderness until that hope is shattered.

But it doesn't matter. She believes that the other party will survive, and she will find the other party sooner or later.

Yang Xiaojin turned around and left. She walked along Kaiyuan Avenue back to her nest in Luocheng, and then kept dismantling her sniper rifle and wiping her at home.

After repeated several times, I personally pressed gunpowder on various bullets. If the students in the school saw this scene, they would probably be shocked. This is not a toy that a little girl should have.

It was not until this time that Yang Xiaojin's mood slowly calmed down. In fact, under the calm appearance, there was a passionate heart.

She went to the kitchen to cook a meal for herself, then crushed the remaining chopped green onions and squeezed out the juice.

Yang Xiaojin took a thin brush, then took out a thousand paper crane from his pocket and took it apart, dipped it in the brush with green onion juice and wrote a few lines of small words on the white paper, and then folded the thousand paper cranes again.

I saw the thousand paper crane spread its wings, as if it was suddenly coming alive, flying towards the west.
Chapter completed!