Sun Xiang and Ji Yuanxuan returned to the boat together, and as soon as they sat down and drank a glass of water, the people sent by Uncle Wen came to the door.

The person who came to send Sun Xiang's number plate, which is a metal nameplate, on which I don't know how to engrave three numbers 227. The fleeing fleet was in a hurry and could not be carefully managed. Uncle Wen numbered the cultivators, allocated rooms with better conditions, and a fixed supply of food and fresh water.

As for the common people, they had neither numbers nor separate rooms, and they were all crammed into the large cabins of the Wangxiang passenger ship. The food distribution is similar to the soup porridge, where a large pot is boiled in a mess, and then everyone lines up with a bowl to receive it.

There is no objection to this. In this troubled world, it is good to be able to enjoy food. Not to mention this fleet, other cities where humans gather are all in this pattern. In short, the supply of practitioners is guaranteed first, and then ordinary people are reincarnated. After all, cultivators are the main force in fighting demons, and cultivators use spiritual power to consume a lot of food. They can't protect ordinary people when they're hungry.

With this number, Sun Xiang can receive a room of his own and enjoy the food supply. Sun Xiang didn't need food, but he nodded his head in thanks, it was good to have a separate room, he liked to be quiet.

Then Uncle Wen had another arrangement, and this arrangement was a follow-up to the result of the duel just now.

Ji Yuan unexpectedly chopped Zeng Rui just now, and according to the principle of respecting strength, he naturally proved his innocence, and Uncle Wen did not make trouble because of this. But Zeng Rui is not only powerful, but also serves as the logistics officer of the fleet. Now that he is dead, the position is vacant.

What Uncle Wen means is that since Ji Yuanyuan chopped off the logistics officer, he should simply be the logistics officer himself. Anyway, she is now a high-ranking master of the Jindan period, and she can also control the field.

The people sent by Uncle Wen boasted wildly, boasting that there was no one in heaven on earth, but a cultivation genius who was unique in a hundred million. Ji Yuanyu was blown to the heart, so he should have this errand.

Anyway, it is said that it is good to be an official, so since it is sent to the door, take it. Ji Yuanyuan was hungry and scared a few days ago, and he thought that he would take over the position of logistics officer, and he didn't want to eat as much as he wanted.

During the whole process, Sun Xiang kept laughing and not saying a word, until the person left, and Ji Yuanyuan asked suspiciously: "Brother Sun, what are you laughing at?" ”

"I'm laughing, such a troublesome thing, you agreed to it, and didn't mention any conditions. Uncle Wen was afraid that his mouth was crooked. ”

"Ah, there's something bad about being an official. ”

It's a big deal. Think about it, this eastward return fleet actually took a huge risk to hunt seals on the shore. One can imagine the extent to which food supplies have been scarce. Then as a logistics officer, the pressure must be great. Not only did they have to ensure the supply of more than 200 cultivators, but they also had to find ways to fill the bottomless pit of nearly 3,000 ordinary people.

Even in peacetime, logistics officers will be threatened by various forces, let alone in such troubled times. Uncle Wen is at least right about one thing, this position, without some strength, is really uncontrollable.

Listening to Sun Xiang's analysis, Ji Yuanxuan was dumbfounded. Although she is the head of the family, the affairs of the sect have always been handled by Brother Kun, the left protector. Anyway, there are three people in total, and there's a fart business.

Sun Xiang drank water with a smile and didn't speak, he knew that Ji Yuanyuan would definitely beg him. Of course, Sun Xiang agreed, because there seemed to be something of concern on this ship, and it needed to be investigated.

Ji curled her eyes, and Uncle Wen tricked her, but she didn't expect it to open her up.

"Brother Sun, I'll discuss something with you. Ji Yuan posted it with a hippie smile, "As the head of the house, I will make you the great elder of the Bell Tower Sect." ”

"Excuse me!" Sun Xiang arched his hand angrily, "There is a sect below, the kindness of the head of Xie Ji!"

Ji Yuan's careful thinking was seen through by the head of Sun Da at a glance. Uncle Wen used an official hat to trick Ji Xiang into contributing, and Ji Yuanyuan also planned to use an official hat to deceive Sun Xiang to contribute. As soon as the identity of this great elder is confirmed, the head of Ji will definitely throw the trouble to him.

"There is a sect...... Ji Yuan was lost for a while, and then his big eyes rolled again, "If you are not named an honorary elder, just like an honorary professor, there will be no conflict!"

Sun Xiang didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Ji Yuan covered his small chest pitifully, and took a step back: "Brother Sun, are you coveting my head throne?"

Sun Xiang: "I...... I stepped on ...... horse."

The fists clenched and clucked.

finally resisted the urge to slap her twice, and Sun Da felt that a cultivator should have concentration, and it was really a loss of identity to be angry with a confused little girl.

Honorary elders are honorary elders, anyway, there are many debts that don't weigh you down. Sun Xiang took over the burden of Master Sun Qianxu, he wanted to save mankind, he wanted to repel the first impact of the ancestral witch, and he wanted to rebuild the heaven and earth cultivation system. The amount of work required for each of these is comparable to that of human colonization of Mars.

That's it, what if one more Ji Yuan drags his feet.

Sun Xiang promised to help, and then took his number plate and found his cabin. The sailor's cabin on the warship was rather cramped, with only a hammock and a set of welded tables and chairs. But in this crowded fleet, it is already rare.

Sun Xiang lay down in the hammock with self-abandonment, staring at the dirty ceiling in a daze, completely clueless about his mission. He knew that he should seize the time to cultivate and improve his strength, but at this time, there was an inexplicable panic spreading in the bottom of his heart.

If he could, he would be eager to fly to the Marina immediately. But those powerful beings who had always been like nothing made him know that he would never be able to afford to do so. Even if he stayed in this boat, he felt a terrifying divine thought hidden not far away, slowly rowing across the vast sea. The owner of Shennian was still asleep, too lazy to pay attention to this group of small fish and shrimp. But if Sun Xiang doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, it will be a living provocation.

After thinking for a long time, Sun Xiang realized that Uncle Wen's northern route was probably really the only route to return to China safely.

Sun Xiang was worried about whether his three disciples were okay, and he was worried about whether his friends would survive. He was most worried about Yu Xiaoyue, and he promised her to go back soon, but he didn't expect it to be five years.

In five years, the aura was revived, and the world was in chaos. Are you okay without my protection?

At this time, tens of thousands of miles away in the city of Binhai. Because of the time difference, the sun is already setting.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the entire coastal area is illuminated with a strange red. The huge walls that surround the entire city cast a pitch-black shadow in the city.

Yu Xiaoyue was dressed in a white uniform and slowly climbed the city wall. With a height of more than 50 meters, the wall is a completely reinforced concrete self-sinking structure. Even if such a structure is hit by a nuclear bomb, it will only blow up a gap in the area, and it will not collapse in its entirety.

Above and below the city walls, there are killing machines everywhere, and a large number of automatic firepower stars are scattered, among which there are all kinds of experimental weapons that cannot be understood. In addition to this, the city walls were guarded by a large number of cultivators. Demons are constantly changing, and many times human weapons cannot be effective, and this is the time when the cultivators are on top.

Luhe Wall is the name of this giant wall. The Luhe Group under the leadership of Yu Xiaoyue almost did its best to build the most extreme defensive Great Wall in human history. In the east, where the demon power is the most powerful, the land wall is like a giant dam in a flood, supporting a soil for human beings to survive.

Seeing the iconic white robe appear, the soldiers in charge of guarding the city wall avoided it one after another. They knelt on one knee on either side of the passageway, their reverence coming from the heart.

"Valkyrie-sama!"

"Valkyrie-sama!"

Yu Xiaoyue's face was grim and nodded, and her footsteps did not stop. It was only when she passed by a reshaped electromagnetic cannon that was being installed that she saw Professor Xu Yongzhi busy in the crowd.

Professor Xu held the drawings in his hand, and his eyes were dark. Yu Xiaoyue stopped, and her tone at this time was slightly warm.

"Professor Xu, you need to rest. ”

Xu Yongzhi raised his head impatiently from the drawings and saw that it was Yu Xiaoyue, so he cleaned up a little bit of his anxiety:

"The scale of this demon tide is too large, and according to Lao Lu, there are at least ten demon generals to lead it. In any case, I must succeed this time!"

Yu Xiaoyue nodded and turned to leave. Everyone in this city is desperately trying to survive, and she has no right to stop Xu Yongzhi's persistence.

At the top of the city wall, it is unusually wide and can even accommodate eight cars passing side by side. Yu Xiaoyue held the battlement of the city wall and looked down, the entire eastern plain could be seen at a glance, and even the sea could be seen in the distance.