Meng Yang cautiously followed the back of the player team, looking at the majestic and cheerful players in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"It's really a sand sculpture...... But it's worthy of being my summon. ”

Listening to the familiar singing voices of the players one after another, Meng Yang was amused in his heart, but it was more of a sense of intimacy, he believed that if he was a player, he would definitely have the same virtue as these people.

It's a pity that his current role is not a player, and he can't maintain such a pleasant mood during the team's march.

Along the way, Meng Yang was looking at the surrounding environment from time to time, this was the first time Meng Yang left the camp after entering the City of Despair, and when he entered the City of Despair before, he had been watching all the way, and many places had not been carefully observed, but this time with the route of the players, he found a lot of available places.

Although the City of Despair has been ravaged by countless monsters, the damage to each city district is still severe, compared to the intact architecture of the eighth district, it seems that the ninth district where the camp is located is better preserved, but some large buildings are still well preserved, and some important locations, such as the warehouse with magic crystals hidden in the eighth district, can be used again if repaired.

"Your Excellency Meng Yang, what are these people from the other world singing? Although I didn't understand it, I had a feeling of blood boiling from their singing and shouting. ”

Just as Meng Yang was constantly looking around all the way in order to better establish the future development and planning, the voice of Ms. Sheila, the only female healer and alchemist in the whole camp, sounded in his ears.

"Oh, some of their native tunes, used to boost morale before the battle."

Meng Yang replied casually, the strange behavior of the sand sculpture players before and after several battles had already made many people in the survivor camp feel curious.

"Is it a war song?" Sheila had a curious look on her face, "I once heard from an exile that there are tribes in the Western Continent that have a special ability to improve their combat effectiveness by chanting war songs. ”

"Uh...... That's fine. Meng Yang was a little speechless, and always felt that this routine was like a novel he had read a few years ago, and the protagonist's situation in it was somewhat similar to him, but people were stunned to rely on general special forces skills and singing to make his sister an idol.

In comparison, waste materials like him can only summon netizens and players from the original world to ask for help, which can be regarded as a shame for a traverser.

"The Otherworldly people are noisy, but their ranks are in good order."

After hearing Meng Yang and Sheila's words, Phoenix, who had a cold look on the side, looked over the group of players in front of her, and suddenly said lightly.

"Yes, I thought the Otherworlders would always be that messy look, but they walked in a queue, which made me think they weren't what I thought they were, and they could be very disciplined."

Gu Sa, who looked solemn, bowed his head slightly, he saw several performances of the people from the other world, and at first thought that these people from the other world did not have any organizational discipline, but the march of these hundreds of people, although they still made a noisy sound from time to time, disturbing the monsters of all sizes around them, but the neat team and high morale still refreshed their cognition a little.

And the creativity of the otherworldly people is obviously also very strong, the old man who left his hand in the camp can make a powerful bow and crossbow with simple tools, which is already a miracle in Gusa's opinion, in the former city of despair, the craftsmen and craftsmen exiled here, although they can also make some tools, but most of them still use the weapons left by their ancestors for defense.

"This kind of thing is running in line, starting from kindergarten and elementary school, and there are a few more who can't."

Meng Yang was guilty in his heart, but he didn't care too much about the surprise of a few people, after all, there is an extraordinary system in this world to some extent, and the strength of individuals is relatively prominent, even if there is an army that forms a defense, I am afraid that it is not like the players who have undergone discipline training from childhood to adulthood.

In fact, it was not only the rescue march this time, but also the division of labor and assistance when expanding the camp and transporting the magic crystals before, all of which made the survivors of Desperate City see a lot of differences.

Each of them has a distinct personality, but they are extremely good at cooperating with each other, being able to work together in any team, doing things efficiently, and moving quickly, which has shocked many survivors and began to unconsciously learn from them.

In fact, Meng Yang could more or less feel during this period of time that the City of Despair should have been a place full of strict hierarchies in the past, and he had little management over the survivors, but many people were very obedient.

It's just that the fall of the City of Despair has most likely destroyed the original social system, so he is just a leopard in the tube now.

The mighty team walked all the way, and when they passed through an intersection, suddenly Zhuang Dafa, Li Yuncheng, Yu Tu and Qingjiaoyu jumped out of the team and quickly ran to a building next to the street.

Just when everyone was a little confused, the four of them ran back with their weapons and equipment.

"Clever enough!"

Looking at the movements of several people, Meng Yang knew that the previous few people must have taken off their equipment before they went when they were exploring.

At the same time, the noisy team of players also quieted down slightly, and a faint roar and hiss of beasts seemed faintly heard in the distance.

"Your Excellency, you're almost at my camp ahead!"

Gu Sa looked at the black smoke wafting from the block in the distance, walked to Meng Yang's side, and said with a solemn expression.

"Is it coming?"

Meng Yang looked at the black smoke drifting in front of him and the beast roar that he faintly heard, and his expression gradually became cautious.

"Yes, it's not far away. Your Excellency, let me lead the way. Gusa bowed slightly, his expression seemed to become a little anxious as he got closer.

"Nope." Meng Yang shook his head and pointed at the players in front of him, "Let them go first, we have more important things to do." ”

According to the general plot, the "NPCs" in his leader and survivors should lead the way, but Meng Yang didn't have the idea of showing himself as a leader, even if he had advanced to the extraordinary level now, he still stayed behind.

Now is not the time to be in the limelight, safety first, the positioning of the survivors Meng Yang is arranged according to the logistics brigade, as little as possible to reduce the fighting, but can help do some tedious work of transportation.

At the same time, the players in front of them also knew that they were almost at the destination they were going to rescue, and they were gearing up and becoming more and more excited.

Xu Zhe stood at the front of the players, and Liu Chuanfeng and several players who had awakened the Transcendent Seed kept shouting loudly, keeping in formation, paying attention to weapons and equipment, and the battle that was waiting for him was no longer a brute crocodile dragon, but a large group of monsters.

After the players began to advance, Meng Yang followed the survivors and a few players who didn't want to participate in the battle for a while, and the roars and cries of the monsters in his ears became clearer and clearer, and then Meng Yang asked everyone to stop and no longer follow the players to continue walking.

He began to search left and right through the ruined streets of the neighborhood, eventually finding a relatively decent area behind a dilapidated building. Probably because there were monsters attacking the camp, there were no wandering monsters.

"Let's get started! We need to set up a circle here. Meng Yang said to the people who had carried a lot of materials and magic crystals.

As the words fell, the many survivors who were logistical support quickly moved, and began to build a summoning circle in the open area in the middle according to Meng Yang's command.

"Fortunately, when I passed by the storage of magic crystals just now, I asked everyone to carry some magic crystals for me, otherwise things would really not be easy to handle."

Meng Yang watched as many magic crystals began to be unloaded from the carts and carts, stacked together, and now he had a personal understanding of the saying that fighting a war is a resource.

"However, with this summoning circle, my base is almost starting to be built."

The seventh city is already enough distance from the ninth city district, and it is definitely not easy to compete with many monsters with the current number and strength of the players.

If he wanted to carry out the zombie running tactic, Meng Yang had to set up a temporary summoning circle here for the resurrection of the players.

When Meng Yang was in the rear, he was building a summoning array, and the movements of more than two hundred players in front had already attracted the attention of the monsters besieging the city.