At around 10 o'clock in the morning, Hu Biao and his friends finally planned to return with two large boats full of harvest.
What, there are still many things in the Zhongzhou tribe's lair, waiting for them to take the lead, but they cannot continue to be inked.
Of course, such a camp in the security area would be of great use to them in the future, so not everyone returned to the Zhongzhou tribe together.
The Zhongzhou team still has a small number of people, who were retained by Hu Biao.
Before leaving, Hu Biao explained in detail to Fat Zhi and Qingshan who were left behind:
"You stay here with 10 members of the escort team first, and I will send 50 people over later. Although the manpower is a little less, we can't relax at all in the work.
The top priority is to burn those infected.
Even the burned ashes have to be dug into a big pit and buried deep; who knows whether these things will be contagious, so it's best to be careful.
After all this work, it was time to slowly clean up and clean such a security area.
After a while, I will try my best to send some more manpower and transport some construction materials to you to build some lookout towers and machine gun bunkers.
In short, the base of this security area is very important, and we must control it in our own hands."
After hearing this, Fat Zhi and Qingshan, who knew the priorities of the matter, nodded one after another, indicating that they understood...
In this way, Hu Biao, who had been out for more than a day, set off with his large army and returned to the camp of the Zhongzhou tribe.
Although the two warships had limited carrying capacity, the amount of loot they brought back this time was not too large.
But when they thought of the huge amount of loot piled up in the security area, everyone in the team was filled with joy.
There was no trace of fatigue at all from a night of hard work.
Then, Hu Biao stood on the bow of the boat and put his hands behind his back. Under the light smell of the sea and the sea breeze, Hu Biao looked very high-spirited.
Suddenly, I realized what it means to provide help in times of need is difficult, but to add the icing on the cake is very easy.
Just when Hu Biao was thinking beautifully about using this harvest to speed up the development of the tribe.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps behind him, and the strong fragrance of Liushen toilet water poured into his nostrils.
Good guy! This toilet water was sprayed a little too much, so much so that it made him smell bad and hit his head.
So after smelling such a fragrance, Hu Biao knew without looking back that this was the second leader of the Morning Glory Organization, Ms. Yan Qiao.
The reason is very simple. In this apocalyptic world, no one sprays toilet water on their body except women.
In this operation, only a few women participated. Among them, Bai Xiang, a tough woman, definitely did not have such a habit.
Then among the remaining women, the only one who is qualified to come to him is Yan Qiao.
When Hu Biao turned around with a smile on his face, he had no time to chat with the beautiful second leader about the good weather today and some kind words.
What Yan Qiao said immediately made Hu Biao fall into ecstasy:
"Chief Hu, I have thought about it seriously, and now as the plenipotentiary representative of our "Morning Glory", I would like to make a request to you that all of our organization join the Zhongzhou tribe.
But before we officially join, I need you to agree to some conditions."
Perhaps such a surprise came too unexpectedly.
In addition, the size of the "Hengshan" was too small, and the words in Yan Qiao's mouth were heard by many members of the Zhongzhou team.
So in an instant, many of the great men of the Zhongzhou team said something almost at the same time:
"It's okay, Ms. Yan Qiao has any conditions, but it doesn't matter~"
Indeed! This is the truest thought of everyone in the Zhongzhou team. They are not afraid of women like Yan Qiao making demands, but they are afraid that they will not ask for anything.
So what! Only when they have made requirements, even demanding ones, can they show that they sincerely want to join.
Besides, from the perspective of the natives of the apocalyptic world, even if they put forward some so-called harsh requirements, it is probably just that.
Encouraged by Hu Biao and others, Yan Qiao took a deep breath and said what she had been thinking about all night.
In fact, after seeing the powerful fighting power of the Zhongzhou tribe during the day yesterday, Yan Qiao made up her mind:
Rather than being forcibly annexed by the powerful Zhongzhou tribe, it is better to join conditionally and strive for some good conditions for yourself and the Morning Glory organization.
It took such a woman a lot of thought to put forward some conditions that would not make them lose money or anger such people.
Finally, after gathering up the courage, she stated her conditions one by one:
"First, after we join, all female members cannot be forcibly assigned as spouses to the men of the Zhongzhou tribe; they can have their own ideas, but whether they can marry depends on their own ability?"
"Okay." Hu Biao agreed easily.
For the Zhongzhou Team and others who came from the modern dimension, this way of pursuing women without violating their will is completely in line with their understanding of the relationship between the sexes and is not a thing at all.
Seeing that Hu Biao agreed to the first condition so simply, Yan Qiao became a little excited.
Immediately afterwards, he continued: "After joining, ordinary members of the Morning Glory organization must obtain at least the bronze level as their status.
Ordinary leaders hope to obtain silver-level status, while the big leader and I must obtain gold-level status."
"No problem! You can be given the corresponding status level and enjoy the corresponding treatment."
After hearing this, Hu Biao agreed very easily to this point.
Although in previous discussions within the Zhongzhou team, it was originally agreed that ordinary members who newly joined the tribe could only obtain the lowest status level of pig iron.
Only special talents will be given status above bronze.
Why would such a special talent need an education level of about the third grade of elementary school?
It can be regarded as the first group of people to join the Zhongzhou tribe, and they have a greater sense of belonging; making such a hierarchical system appear more precious and serious.
The problem is that the Morning Glory Organization has more than 300 female comrades, so it is a completely different concept.
After Hu Biao agreed to two consecutive requests, Yan Qiao became even more happy, but she thought of the third and final condition.
I don't know why, but this girl actually started to feel a little shy.
After a long pause, he said weakly:
"Chief Hu, in fact, after you agree to the above two conditions, our Morning Glory organization can now join you as a whole.
This last point can only be regarded as my personal request. Whether I agree or not, it will not affect the matter of joining."
Faced with such a statement, Hu Biao naturally answered cheerfully.
"It's okay, just tell me! From now on, we will all be a group. As long as your request is not too difficult, I will try my best to satisfy you."
Encouraged by Hu Biao, Yan Qiao said:
"My grandfather used to be a PLA pilot. He passed on some theoretical knowledge of flying to my father, who in turn passed it on to me.
It's just that, including my father, I have never really flown.
Therefore, I hope that if possible, Mad Dog Master can teach me how to fly a parachute in the future, and give me the opportunity to use a parachute."
After hearing such a request, Hu Biao noticed that there was another possibility.
He quickly asked: "Do you know how to read? How many do you know?"
"Of course, it's not just me who can read. Our Morning Glory organization knows more than 50 people who can read more than 300 words." Yan Qiao returned proudly.
Suddenly a huge surprise came to Hu Biao's heart. It was as if he got what he needed.
As for things like learning to fly and paramotoring, they are not even a thing.
"In ten days, that parachute will belong to you." Hu Biao patted his chest and promised with great certainty...