Frostleaf City.

It's been half a month since the blood cloud entrenched in the southern sky has faded.

At this time, Frost Leaf City is particularly lively.

Frostleaf City has already "fattened" a circle, and simple tents and wooden houses have surrounded Frostleaf City.

This is a temporary gathering place for the survivors of the [Vault Project], and ten of the fifteen shelters have been preserved intact, and nearly 10 million ordinary people have survived the horrific necromantic disaster.

However, they were not able to enter Frostleaf City at this time, and suddenly there were so many more people, and Frostleaf City would be extremely chaotic in a short period of time, so the Governor's Mansion ordered the establishment of a shelter outside Frostleaf City to live for the refugees.

Moreover, these refugees come from the terrifying [Necromantic Land], and they will more or less carry some necromantic aura on their bodies, and if they are not handled properly, disasters such as plagues and corpse mutinies can occur at any time.

Therefore, every day, a large number of priests enter the outer "new city" to cleanse the refugees of the necromantic aura with sacred white magic.

The disaster relief operation was in full swing, and many mercenaries accepted the commission from the Governor's Palace, and drilled into the [Necromantic Land] outside Frostleaf City in pairs, their main purpose was to search the ruins of various cities to find those who survived this terrible undead disaster.

Although there are very few survivors in the city without shelters, and even if they do, the people who have been struggling to survive the desperate disaster for so long are like the walking dead.

The tide of the undead has faded, but starting from the Fallen Leaf Plain, the undead who are not dense but the total number is still terrifying are still roaming the blood-stained land, for the sake of the safety of Frostleaf City, the Imperial Army has begun to clear the undead within a hundred miles of Frostleaf City - these lonely undead who have not formed a sea of undead are really scattered, and the Imperial Army is almost carrying out the cleaning activities at a devastating speed, but the terrifying number of wandering undead makes the cleaning operation seem to be extremely slow.

Frost Leaf City, a street corner in Beicheng District.

The old woman with a haggard face stood quietly by the statue at the corner of the street, her gaze quickly swept over the people passing by, and every time she saw a young man in military uniform, she would be happy for a moment, and when she saw the man's face clearly, her eyes blinked and became extremely dim.

Repeating the disappointment, but always looking forward to the next second, her child will appear in front of her.

Everyone on the street was in a hurry, and no one cared what the old mother was waiting for.

Finally, a middle-aged man in a military uniform walked up to her side and stopped, his face indescribably solemn.

"Are you Chen Tianyu's mother?"

"You...... "The old woman looked at the visitor with a little surprise, and the moment she heard her son's name, she understood the purpose of this person's coming, her face was mixed with anticipation and worry, and her expression was indescribably strange.

"I am the captain of the 15th Brigade of the Southern Army...... "The middle-aged man's gaze was slightly evasive...... "Chen Tianyu, a member of the Volunteer Army, died heroically in the battle a month ago...... On behalf of the military department, I would like to express my condolences, this is a pension ......," the middle-aged man took out a bag of gold coins from the portable space device he carried with him and handed it to the old woman.

The old woman was sluggish for a long time.

“...... No, it's not like that, you're looking for the wrong person, my son is certainly not dead......" The old woman muttered to herself, and staggered into the distance.

The middle-aged officer watched in silence as the old woman walked farther and farther away, but she couldn't say a word to stop her.

Later, every day, people could see this old woman standing quietly at the statue at the corner of the street, keeping her eyes on the people passing by. She was expecting every moment and disappointed every moment.

Just as she had waited for her husband when she was young.

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In the tavern opposite the statue at the corner of the street, Chu Qiu's eyes looked at the old woman through the window facing the street.

"Ah Yue, you did a very good job this time!" Chu Mo, who was sitting opposite, was full of red light, and seemed to be very happy.

In this city that has just experienced the war, sadness is the main theme, and it is rare to see someone he is so happy about.

But his joy is understandable...... This [Shelter Plan], which saved tens of millions of people, was proposed by his grandson Chu Qiu! What a great feat! The entire Chu family might be able to use this to gain a certain status in Frost Leaf City!

You must know that although the Chu family was very famous in Hanzhu City in the past, its influence was only limited to Hanzhu City, and the big family in that remote place may not even be able to compare to a small family in Frost Leaf City.

Originally, the destruction of Hanzhu City would greatly affect the power of the Chu family, without the main commercial resources, more than half of the contacts accumulated over the generations were gone, and most of the clansmen were killed or injured, which could even be regarded as a big crisis.

But just because of Chu Qiu's exploits, their Chu family will make a steady profit this time, even if they take this opportunity to become a big force in Frost Leaf City, it is not impossible!

So how could Chu Mo not be happy?

However, he seemed to have completely forgotten now how he punished and scolded Chu Qiu after learning that he had proposed the refuge plan at the war meeting when he was in Fallen Leaf City.

Because no one believed that the Imperial Army could destroy the Undead Tide in just ten days, and quickly organize a rescue to rescue the refugees, almost no one thought that the Vault Project was a success.

And once the shelter plan fails, Chu Qiu will be the [sinner] who indirectly caused the death of millions of people who could have been transferred.

At that time, Chu Mo was even thinking about how to kick Chu Qiu out of the family!

Glancing at the grandfather's face full of excitement, a sense of disgust spread uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart.

But Chu Qiu hid his emotions in a timely manner and said politely and gently. "Grandpa, the King of the Southern Realm summoned me half a month ago, and he said that he could take me to the imperial capital to accept His Majesty's canonization. ”

Chu Mo was stunned for a moment, and then his ecstatic expression gradually bloomed on his face.

"Hahaha, it is worthy of being a good man of my Chu family! Your Majesty will reward ......" Chu Mo's words suddenly paused, and he suddenly thought that if Chu Qiu followed him to the imperial capital to receive the reward...... So why are you still sitting in front of yourself now?

"I refused. Chu Qiu said lightly. "I also begged the King of the South to tell him not to tell me about the [Vault Project] that I proposed."

"You ......!" anger and incredulity continued to intersect on Chu Mo's wrinkled old face.

Chu Qiu stood up violently, his eyes staring at Chu Mo tightly.

"Grandpa, this fame is not something our current Chu family can afford. ”

Immediately after that, no matter what the old man's expression was, he left the tavern directly.

His figure made his way through the crowd to the old woman beside the statue.

"Mother-in-law, what are you waiting for?"

“...... Me, I'm waiting for my kids to come back......"