The students thought that by killing the enemy and defending the country in Zhaohui City, they had demonstrated the indomitable character and will of the Yunmeng people, and had accomplished everything that young people in the new era should do.
But compared with Lin Beichen, he is still far behind.
Even Wang Xinyu, the most famous person, fell into deep thinking and silence on the way back.
After entering the city, everyone parted and said goodbye.
"Everyone..."
Mi Ruyan, who had always been quiet, suddenly spoke loudly behind everyone.
The students turned around in surprise and looked at the young man with long, light yellow hair.
Mi Ruyan waved her pink and delicate fist and said, "We have to work hard too."
The boys and girls all came back and folded their palms together.
"effort."
The crisp shouts, under the last ray of sunset on the horizon, echoed under the city gate like pearls colliding.
…
…
That night was gloomy and gloomy.
Yunmeng Camp felt the war atmosphere of Zhaohui City for the first time.
The Sea Tribe launched a total of four attacks during the night.
The war drums and shouts of death on the first city wall also continued four times.
Lin Beichen, who was awakened from his sweet dream, was so angry that he almost spread his wings and flew to the top of the city, took out the Type 69 rocket launcher, and fired a fucking shot.
early morning.
Three poles in the sun.
Lin Beichen yawned and walked out of the luxurious tent.
Plop, plop!
Five or six young men in tattered clothes were thrown in front of Lin Beichen by Gong Gong and others.
"Master, these guys broke into the camp last night and stole things, and were caught by the patrolling brothers."
Gong Gongdao.
"Spare my life..."
"My lord, please spare my life, we are just very hungry..."
"The villain has an 18-year-old mother on top and an 80-year-old child on the bottom..."
Several young people, with strange accents, looking sallow, thin, and malnourished, knelt in front of Lin Beichen, kowtowed, and trembled with fear.
At first glance, there are refugees all around.
Lin Beichen touched his chin.
"Each person gives them a [Beichen Pill], takes them and takes them to work. If they behave well, they will be released in the evening."
Lin Beichen said.
"No, spare my life."
"Your Excellency, she is an eighty-year-old mother and an eight-year-old child. I made a mistake..."
"No, I don't take poison!"
Several young people were panicked and didn't know what the legendary [Beichen Pill] was, but when they heard the name, it looked very scary, and the civilians struggled and wailed.
But how to defeat the robot Gong Gong?
On the spot, people from the urban management team dragged him down like a hawk catching a chicken.
The sound of long and frightened wails spread far away from the camp.
This made some of the refugees hiding far outside the Yunmeng camp suddenly change their expressions and become frightened.
…
Outside the camp.
"Brother Shan, what's going on? Ergouzi and the others are probably in trouble."
"Yes, let's rush in and save people."
"Charge? Charge with your head? There are real martial arts masters in Yunmeng camp. We people, tied together, are not enough to fill the gap between people's teeth."
"I'm so angry. These Yunmeng people are neatly dressed and all of them are big fat sheep. It's a pity that we can only watch and not eat. It's really annoying."
"Why don't we wait a few more days until all the warriors in the camp have left for the third city, and then we take action?"
"That's right, martial arts masters can't stay in this barren Second City forever and wait for the recruiters to come. Hehe, sooner or later they will be recruited by those rich and powerful people."
A group of refugees in ragged clothes but fierce expressions were hiding behind a mound outside the camp, discussing with gnashed teeth.
There are many refugee groups like this.
…
At noon, things suddenly became lively outside Yunmeng Camp.
Lin Beichen was writing and drawing in his tent, conceiving construction drawings for the future construction of the Third Junior College, when he was attracted by the noise outside.
"Who's making the noise outside?"
he asked with an unhappy expression.
The quarrel has made my thoughts confused. I have forgotten how to act cool. If this continues, I will be scolded again, right?
"Master, people from the Third City District are here to recruit workers."
Qianqian went out to watch for a while, then came in to report.
"Recruiting?"
Lin Beichen's eyes lit up: "Let's go out and take a look."
When he came to the gate of the camp, he saw a small gathering that had already taken shape. Hundreds of recruitment teams from the third city area were busy setting up stalls to recruit people.
"The lightning transport team is recruiting twenty workers. They are required to be young and strong, and those who have cultivated Xuan Qi are the best. The job content is to transport wartime supplies. One silver coin, three steamed buns per day, and the daily income..."
"The Flying Bull Shield Team is recruiting fifty employees. It requires samurai-level warrior-level masters. One gold coin per month, food and accommodation, and three days of vacation per month. The job content is to provide security for the nobles in the third and fourth cities.
Service, low risk..."
"Firefly Death Squadron, there is no limit to the number of workers you can recruit, and there are no requirements. The work content is extremely dangerous. If you sign up, you can get a gold coin and ten pounds of rice. If you don't have any skills and want to support your family, don't miss it..."
"Feng's Garment Factory is recruiting thirty female workers. They are required to be outstanding female workers, aged fourteen to forty, receive ten gold coins per month, be responsible for food and housing, and have three days off per month..."
"Zuihualou, we are purchasing ten young girls. They are required to have a well-proportioned figure, fair skin, and exquisite facial features. The price is negotiable. Those with junior college study experience will be given priority..."
"Grandpa Lu's house has four maids..."
"Xuanwen Association is recruiting ten cleaners..."
"The Errand Runners Association is recruiting twenty errand runners with strong arms and legs. Priority will be given to those who practice wind mysterious energy..."
"The senior Xuanwen master recruits an apprentice..."
There are various booths with clearly written recruitment requirements, and there are also loud guys shouting at the top of their lungs to attract people to sign up.
Lin Beichen stood in front of the stall of 'Zuihualou' and narrowed his eyes.
"Hey, this young man, are you here to sell someone?"
A middle-aged man with a goatee fell on the beautiful maid Qianqian next to Lin Beichen. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but secretly admire her, she is so beautiful.
She has fair skin, big breasts, long waist and long legs, and a pure and delicate face.
Such a girl can compete for the top spot in the four major Ming Pavilions in the third city, not to mention Zuichun Tower.
He subconsciously regarded Lin Beichen as a down-and-out young man who came to sell his maid.
He has seen many such people.
In the past, he might have been considered the number one person in the local area, but after experiencing the torment of the war, he traveled a long distance to the big city of Zhaohui. All the money in his hands was spent, and he had no ability to make money.
All the valuable things and the maids and servants who served him were sold out, and he had to starve to death in the end.
Of course, Goatee's gaze returned to Lin Beichen, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became.
Don't say it.
This pretty boy is surprisingly handsome.
Not only is he handsome, but his temperament is also excellent.
There are not many such rare handsome men even in the great city of Zhaohui.
If you buy him, train him a little, and give him to those rich people with special habits... Tsk, tsk, tsk, you'll make a lot of money.
As soon as he thought of this, the smile on Goatee's face became even brighter.
"Young Master, there is no need to be embarrassed. The world is difficult, and everyone has to face difficulties in life. As long as you can be ruthless and cut off a strong man's wrist, you will have the time to make a comeback. No matter how precious other things are, hehe..."
Having said this, Goatee glanced at Qianqian again, and said with a smile: "Compared to living, what does it mean?"
Lin Beichen glanced at the sign on the stall, and his expression became increasingly ugly.
Goatee thought that the noble young man was embarrassed, so he smiled and said: "Young man, you don't have to be so embarrassed. Women, that's the case. Haha, if you sell her to us, it's actually the same as selling her to us.
I saved her. After all, she can be fed and clothed in Zuihua Tower. If she stays with you..."
Snapped!
The slap was loud.
Qianqian finally couldn't help it, raised her hand and slapped the goatee.
It's really irritating.
How dare you say such words in front of the young master?
How dare you instigate the young master to sell yourself?
Is it tolerable or not?
Even though Qianqian had a good temper, she still couldn't hold it back.
And Goatee, who received a slap, was stunned for a moment.
How...how dare you hit me?
This little bitch.
A look of anger immediately burst out from his eyes.
At the back of the stall, a big man in fine clothes was lying on a recliner and taking a nap. At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of violence appeared on his face.
"Come here, arrest this little bitch."
Goatee couldn't stand it anymore.
How dare a damn refugee maid hit herself?
Very good, I received this slap, and I don’t need to pay for my body.
Little bitch, turn back and do it slowly.
"And this pretty boy, let me catch him too."
Goatee said viciously.
The muscular man on the recliner slowly stood up. He was wearing a sweatshirt in the middle of winter and was holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand. He kept fanning as if he was too hot.
His gaze was like that of a wolf that chooses people. It focused heavily on Lin Beichen and Qianqian, especially when it fell on Qianqian, it flashed with unabashed cruelty and obscenity.
"The newly arrived refugees really don't understand the situation..."
The strong man waved his hand and said: "Listen to Shopkeeper Hu, arrest them all."
Four other warriors in black costumes rushed over.
The people in the nearby stalls couldn't help but look gloating at the misfortune.
Zui Chunlou's power in the Third City is not small. He has the support of a noble person and acts in a rough and direct manner. Not to mention these refugees, even many forces in the Third City dare not speak out.
If this pretty boy offends Zui Chunlou, he will really be in trouble for eight lifetimes.
But the next moment——
Bang bang bang bang!
Four loud slaps.
The four warriors who rushed over were all slapped back by Qianqian.
"Huh?"
A trace of joy flashed in the eyes of the strong man: "The cultivation level is not weak, haha, very good. The price of such a female slave is higher, haha. I didn't expect that I was so lucky today that I met such a stunning beauty, haha!"