Yan Wushuang left the team. More than an hour later, Zhao Feng and Guan Wen had just led people to sharpen the temporary camp, and Yan Wushuang came back with the investigation results.
When Zhao Feng saw his sister's expression, the first thing he felt was that his heart skipped a beat.
"Girl, are you in trouble?"
"Brother, you guessed it right. This place has been occupied by the Yellow Turban Army. We are a step too late. The leader of the Yellow Turban Army here has already begun recruiting human survivors!"
When Yan Wushuang was describing the investigation situation, Guan Wen also happened to be back, and he saw a furious look on his face. Seeing Guan Wen's look, Zhao Feng secretly complained in his heart.
"What?" Guan Wen was stunned for a moment when he heard the second half of Yan Wushuang's words. The expression on his face became more urgent, and he quickly asked: "Girl, you said the Yellow Turban Army recruited us survivors?"
"Yes," Yan Wushuang's face turned pale and her hands twisted together uneasily: "This was originally a survivor camp. The first survivor who arrived here was a lucky person. He was the first survivor to possess the City Lord's Order.
The person, and the martial spirit he possessed was a monarch martial spirit. Unfortunately, he failed to meet the territory requirement in the first time and was killed by the monster."
"At that time, the city lord ordered to automatically construct functional buildings. The protection period of the new territory had just ended when the Yellow Turban Army captured it. Now it is less than twenty minutes before the Yellow Turban Army completely captures this place!"
The bad news brought back by Yan Wushuang made Zhao Feng, Guan Wen, Gan Xiaoxiao and others unable to react, but worse things were yet to come.
In the sky, there was lightning and thunder, howling wind, and heavy downpour, which caught the unprepared human survivors to the core.
Zhao Feng stood in the heavy rain, letting the wind and rain fall on him. The voice of the Nanhua Old Immortal came in his mind: "Zhao Feng, use your city master's order immediately to start a siege and delay the Yellow Turban Army's occupation!"
"Master, we don't have enough strength, my team is still in disarray!"
"Silly boy, once the Yellow Turbans occupy the territory of human survivors or expand to a certain extent, the Yellow Turbans' era of chaos will be forced to begin. At that time, a large number of Yellow Turbans will arrive on Earth!"
When Zhao Feng heard the news, he was so surprised that his heart felt as cold as falling into the abyss.
"Master, it's too late!"
Zhao Feng saw golden thunder and lightning shining in the sky. According to the knowledge brought to him by the Holy Martial Soul War Cloud, the appearance of this kind of thunder and lightning in the sky meant the end of an old era and the arrival of a new era.
Sure enough, just after golden thunder and lightning flashed in the night sky, a voice resounded across the earth:
"Human survivors, the survival crisis is forced to enter a new stage, the Three Kingdoms Era: The Yellow Turban Troubled Times begins!"
On the land of Kyushu, the era of the Yellow Turban Army began, and in the far west, as well as on the other side of the ocean, the Age of Witches, the Age of Myths, the Crusade Age, the Greek Age, the Mayan Empire, the Inca Empire, and the Aztec Empire emerged one after another.
In the ancient civilization, except for the land of Kyushu, all other civilizations were cut off. When these civilizations came to their respective regions, they triggered a survival crisis for the local survivors.
Zhao Feng, Gan Xiaoxiao, Yan Wushuang, Guan Wen and others stood quietly in the rainy night, no one spoke, until the sound in the sky completely disappeared.
"Master, what should I do? Do I really want to attack this territory?" Zhao Feng asked the old immortal Nanhua.
"Since the era of the Yellow Turban Army has begun, don't be anxious. Let's find out the situation here first."
"All right!"
Faced with the wind and rain that began to weaken, Zhao Feng woke up and summoned the monster tavern covering an area of 1,000 square meters - Red Moon Night.
Half of the survivors following Zhao Feng had been reduced. These survivors who had no shelter from the rain saw that the space near the oxcart was distorted. After a while, a large wooden house appeared.
These survivors all knew the origin of the big wooden house, and they rushed over quickly without Zhao Feng and others to greet them.
"Everyone, go in and take shelter from the rain!"
When Zhao Feng waited for everyone to enter the monster tavern, his heart sank, and he guessed the content of the news brought back by Guan Wen.
"Puppy, stay here. Without my order, whoever dares to approach will be killed without mercy!"
The violent dog king puppy nodded humanely. At this moment, this big beast king showed a very cute look. It would only look like this when facing Zhao Feng alone.
Zhao Feng lovingly stroked the bald head of the violent dog king puppy. In just over a day, the horns on the head of his war pet were already looking somewhat majestic.
"Go ahead and wait until daybreak. I'll treat you to something delicious!"
"Roar!" The puppy of the Tyrant Dog King seemed not interested in the food. It rubbed its big head against Zhao Feng's chest and pointed its big mouth at the Monster Tavern.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to like drinking!" Zhao Feng clapped his hands happily.
When the violent dog king puppy heard the word "wine", its big gleaming eyes suddenly narrowed with joy, and its big mouth chattered, causing Zhao Feng to get all over his face and body. Fortunately, it was raining, so Zhao Feng didn't feel uncomfortable.
"I'll go, buddy, your saliva can almost give me a bath!" Zhao Feng chuckled, took out a bottle of Maotai from the Tianwang Cave, opened the bottle cap and handed it to the Bull Dog King puppy.
As a result, the puppy kept shaking its head. Zhao Feng thought about it and immediately understood the reason.
"This place is called the Monster Tavern. Is the good wine in it meant for you to drink?" Zhao Feng asked. The puppy stared at the Monster Tavern with its big eyes and nodded happily.
"Damn, that's it. No wonder those guys are drunk and want me to detoxify. It turns out that the wine here is not for humans to drink!"
Just as Zhao Feng's soliloquy came out, a voice came from beside him: "The purpose of the Monster Tavern is to attract monster pets. The good wine brewed automatically in it will be like drinking poison if people who are not strong enough drink it."
As soon as Zhao Feng heard the voice, he knew that it was the traveling merchant Fogg who had appeared. He was about to talk to him, but he didn't expect that the violent dog king puppy let out a series of low roars, which clearly indicated that the puppy was about to attack.
"Puppy, he is a friend, don't use force!"
The puppy obediently stopped its attacking posture, and Traveling Merchant Fogg broke out in a cold sweat. With her strength, she could easily defeat Zhao Feng with a sneak attack, but facing the violent dog king, ten of her would only be enough for the puppy.
Serve as an appetizer.
"Fergie, don't worry, we are in an unsafe situation, so I'm on alert here!"
After listening to Zhao Feng's explanation, Fogg nodded: "That's right. As a survivor, you have too much warmth and less coldness and ruthlessness, but this is the appearance of doing great things!"
The words of the traveling merchant Fogg exposed Zhao Feng's true face. In these troubled times, Zhao Feng did not want to be a saint. In order to achieve hegemony, his ruthless side has not yet been revealed.
"Zhao Feng, as long as you upgrade this place, you can produce wine suitable for you humans to drink!"
Traveling Merchant Fogg said, opening her clasped hands, and a transparent umbrella covered her and Zhao Feng.