"Unexpectedly, I actually raised a real dragon!"

Recalling the dreams of these days, Wang Zheng was dizzy in his heart: "When my little dragon girl grows up, my eldest Wang Zheng will be able to fly the dragon and be a real dragon knight!" ”

As soon as he thought of riding the jade dragon for nine days, surrounded by wind and rain, thunder and drums, and lightning opening the way, like a majestic scene of gods, Wang Zheng was so excited that he couldn't even sleep.

He gently removed Ah Qing's hands and feet on his body, put on his clothes, and wanted to go out to enjoy the moonlight to adjust his mood. However, it wasn't until he came out of the tent that he reacted - the sky was full of fog, where could he see the moon?

I want to practice the fist and foot kung fu I learned from Chunli and vent my excitement, but I am afraid of waking up Ah Qing. Helpless, he could only sit down cross-legged outside the tent and practice the "Star Casting Meditation Method" that had been supplemented by the plug-in.

Wang Zheng didn't have a talent for spiritual power, and the efficiency of cultivating the Star Casting Meditation Method was super slow. And this exercise cannot be assisted by spirit stones—at least the current three spirit stones of wind, water, and electricity cannot assist in the cultivation of the star-casting meditation method.

Therefore, for Wang Zheng, this star-casting meditation method can only be used as a method to regulate emotions and restore energy. If you want to rely on the Star Casting Meditation Method to strengthen your attributes, or even practice the Hall of Fame, it is basically not used as any hope.

After practicing for an hour, Wang Zheng's mood calmed down, but his energy became full again, and he didn't feel sleepy.

Looking at his watch, the time was only two o'clock in the morning, Wang Zheng couldn't help sighing, and said in his heart what should he do to pass the long night?

Just when he was bored, the voice of Si Si Suo sounded behind him. When I looked back, I saw that the curtain of the tent door was half opened, and Ah Qing peeked out from inside, still with hazy and sleepy beautiful eyes, and looked at him a little confused: "Wang Zheng, why are you up?" ”

"I had a very interesting dream, and when I woke up, I couldn't sleep."

Wang Zheng smiled and asked her, "What about you?" Did I wake you up? ”

"Nope." Ah Qing raised his wrist, covered his mouth with the back of his hand, and yawned a little: "Fall asleep, I feel like you're not around, I'll wake up!" ”

As she spoke, she also got out of the tent, wearing only a coat of Wang Zheng, and presented her infinitely beautiful delicate body in Wang Zheng's eyes without twisting.

"What are you doing out there?" Wang Zheng said with some distress: "You tossed with me for so long before, and now you have only slept for less than two hours." ”

"I've slept enough!" Ah Qing smiled, "My body is not weak!" ”

"Really?" Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Before that, who cried and begged for mercy and said: My body is about to fall apart, my bones are about to melt, Brother Wang Zheng let me go?" ”

"Hmph, then, that's because it's just my first time!"

A Qingqiao's face was slightly red, but her mouth was not to be outdone: "If it's the first time, I will definitely not be able to fight you as an experienced old driver!" But the first time is not an opponent, the second time is not necessarily! ”

"I don't believe it." Wang Zheng shook his head with a smile.

"Then let's try it now!" Ah Qing raised his chin defiantly, and his beautiful eyes were full of eagerness.

"Isn't that okay? You've only had two hours off......"

"I said that my body is not weak! Two hours is enough time for me to get back to my best! ”

"That's what you said."

Wang Zheng laughed, stood up, and reached in with both hands from Ah Qing's open placket, hugging her smooth and flexible waist, "The second round, let's start!" ”

After that, he leaned over and kissed Ah Qing's sweet cherry lips.

As it turns out, even with the experience of the first round, Ah Qing is still no match for Wang Zheng.

In terms of swordsmanship, she is a natural sword god, even if she does not cultivate internal skills, she can also practice invisible sword qi, and in the world of aura recovery, she can naturally promote the invisible sword qi into a tangible sword gang.

Compared with swordsmanship, Wang Zheng will only be beaten by her.

But in that kind of thing, Ah Qing is just a soft girl who is completely powerless to parry Wang Zheng's onslaught, and is as weak as water.

So the second leg is no different from the first round.

Ah Qing was still defeated, crying and begging for mercy, and then after Wang Zheng let her go, she curled up in Wang Zheng's arms like a kitten and fell into a deep sleep.

And after this struggle, Wang Zheng also felt sleepy again, hugged Ah Qing, and fell asleep comfortably.

Five o'clock in the morning.

Wang Zheng, who was accustomed to getting up at this point in time, was woken up on time by the biological clock.

Ah Qing also got up, and his state was not affected by the two battles last night, and he was also full of energy and physical strength.

The two of them washed up in the mist that had not yet dissipated, and on the roof of the small building, they began their daily cultivation.

As if to avenge the defeat of the two battles last night, when Ah Qing instructed Wang Zheng's swordsmanship today, he worked extra hard and beat Wang Zheng extremely miserably. Although he didn't really hurt him with sword qi and sword gang, he also used a bamboo pole to almost knock his bones all over his body, allowing Wang Zheng to experience the taste of "bones are about to fall apart".

After practicing swordsmanship for two hours, the sky was bright and the fog had already cleared.

The two washed off their sweat, had a full meal, and patrolled around the factory to make sure that no undead had "crossed" again.

After the two of them inspected the noodle factory inside and out, Zhou Guofeng also appeared outside the noodle factory with the first batch of relocated base personnel.

After the first batch of relocated personnel arrived, the first thing they did was to shout to Wang Zheng, who was standing on the roof of the small building in full armor and looking down on them condescendingly, under the leadership of Zhou Guofeng: "Good Commander!" ”

After a night of propaganda and mobilization, the survivors of the southern suburbs base already knew that the "big guy" who killed the military brother yesterday had laid down a "haunted" noodle factory and harvested more than 2,000 tons of grain stockpiles.

For the survivors, as long as they can be fed and kept safe, it doesn't matter who is the boss.

Even if Wang Zheng is just a newcomer, since he has the ability to kill Geng Jun, one of the three bosses, and defeat the noodle factory that ordered Captain Zhou and Boss Wen to lose his troops and return home, then in terms of strength, he is already a well-deserved boss.

If Wang Zheng can really let the survivors eat with an open belly every day as Captain Zhou advertised, then everyone will definitely support him unconditionally.

Don't say call him the commander of the army, it doesn't matter if you call him "Dad" - you can call Ma someone's father in peacetime, in this last days, can't you call a strong guy who can make everyone eat a full meal Dad?

Modern city dwellers are far less tolerant of hunger than ancient peasants.

Under the torture of hunger, the speed of the collapse of modern citizens' temperament is definitely more than ten times faster than that of ancient peasants who have been in a state of semi-starvation all year round.

Therefore, when the southern suburbs base has not completely run out of food, and each person still has two meals of gruel to drink every day, there are already many women who have begun to exchange their bodies for a full meal. There are already many men, whose humanity has collapsed, killing people and stealing food, so that the patrol team in the base will carry out more than a dozen corpses every day, but they can't even find who the murderer is......

When there is barely food, it has collapsed to this extent, if the food is completely cut off, then in the history books, the tragedy of "feeding on people" will definitely be staged in reality.

Eating enough is always the first need for human survival.

Wang Zheng coerced the prestige of killing Geng Jun and his subordinates in public, backed by more than 2,000 tons of grain that was enough for everyone to eat with an open belly, and with the support of Zhou Guofeng and his brothers, it was really natural for him to become the boss of the southern suburbs base.

The first batch of survivors arrived, shouted good to the commander of the legion, and after acknowledging Wang Zheng's status, they immediately went to various parts of the base under the arrangement of Zhou Guofeng to clean up the monster corpses and debris in various parts of the base.

There were also hundreds of women, led by a few capable women, who built stoves and pots, lit fires and boiled water, and prepared to cook noodles.

When the water boiled, the white noodles were put down in barrels into the large iron pot dedicated to the canteen, and the fragrance of the noodles began to gradually spread, the second group of migrants also came to the noodle factory, and under the leadership of Zhou Guofeng, who was guarding the door of the noodle factory, he walked under the small office building and shouted to Wang Zhengshan on the roof, "Hello Commander!" ”

In this way, the survivors came in an endless stream, in batches. Each batch is around 1,000 people.

As soon as they arrived at the noodle factory, they first shouted to Wang Zheng, firstly, to recognize his status through this ceremony, and secondly, to let all the survivors see Wang Zheng with their own eyes and recognize the appearance of their new leader.

After the ceremony, groups of survivors entered the noodle factory, and under the leadership of Zhou Guofeng and Wen Xueyi's team, they went to various parts of the noodle factory, cleaned up the site, set up pots to boil water, and cooked noodles for dinner.

On this day, the survivors of the southern suburbs base finally had their first full meal in several days.

Although the food was only noodles, there were no side dishes, no oil and water, and the only condiment in the noodle soup was salt, but the survivors who had eaten enough still experienced a feeling of happiness from the bottom of their hearts.

On this day, I don't know how many people had tears in the noodle soup in their bowls......

In the next two days, Zhou Guofeng did not immediately train the survivors.

The reason is very simple: the vast majority of the 20,000 survivors in the southern suburbs are weak and malnourished, and they simply cannot afford high-intensity training. Even the work can only be done lightly.

So in the past two days, Zhou Guofeng only led his brothers to organize the 20,000 survivors with the cooperation of Wen Xueyi to prepare for the subsequent training. As for the survivors, all they have to do is eat and sleep well, recover their physical fitness, and remember who they are in the same group.

Wang Zheng did not interfere with Zhou Guofeng's arrangement - Lao Zhou is a professional soldier, and in terms of training, it is right to listen to him.

So in the past two days, all Wang Zheng has done is to keep patrolling around, brushing his presence in front of the survivors, so that everyone can firmly remember his appearance. Occasionally, a show of strength — like inadvertently jumping off the roof of a building, stepping on a hole a few feet deep in the ground, or something, to deter some of the most ambitious.

Just as Wang Zheng was preparing to move the 20,000 survivors to the base of Yulong Mountain, a strange portal quietly unfolded in the center of Tiancheng City......

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