"Will the Fuyang base fall soon?"

"100,000 survivors and 3,000 professionals all killed? President Fang, are you sure this is true? ”

"Oh my God!"

Whether it was Lu An, Wang Guan, or Xue Feifei, who happened to come in with a tea tray, they were all shocked to the point of a brief gaffe by the news that Fang Jin broke out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Especially Wei Gong, who had already had a similar experience, was particularly surprised.

He can still clearly remember the scene when Qianjin visited the Cuiling survivor camp in person a month or two and predicted to him that the camp was about to fall.

As a result, only a day later, the sudden spatial crack completely convinced him.

And just now, the "Apocalypse" that Fang Jin suddenly received came again!

The survivors of the Cuiling camp did not exceed 1,000 people. The scale of the Fuyang base is more than 100 times that of the Cuiling camp.

"How's that happening? Or is there a spatial crack that suddenly appears? ”

It took a little more than ten seconds to digest this shocking news, and Wei Gong hurriedly asked.

"I don't know." Fang Jin's expression was solemn, he shook his head and said, "The picture of the Apocalypse is very blurry, not at all as clear as the last Cuiling camp. Maybe there was something in the forest around the Fuyang base that caused the Warcraft to riot and spontaneously attack the Fuyang base. ”

More, he doesn't know.

But one thing Fang Jin was sure of was that the attack of the Demon Beast was only an external factor for the fall of the Fuyang base, not a decisive factor. Unless it was a Demon Tide bonus, he didn't believe that just a few Demon Beast attacks could easily capture the official survivor base of Fuyang's level.

"Didn't you mention it in the apocalypse?"

Hearing this, Wei Gong was somewhat disappointed, discussed a few words with Lu An and them, and said, "Then, what are you going to do, President?" ”

Without waiting for Fang Jin to speak, Xue Feifei next to him held a coffee cup with ice cubes, and calmly preemptively analyzed: "I don't know what the president will decide." Maybe it's the same as last time, telling the other party about the imminent fall of the base. But to be honest, I don't think it's going to work. In addition, it is not a good idea to mobilize the guild's people to go to the rescue. ”

"I think so too."

Wei Gong nodded in agreement.

Camp Cuiling is nothing more than a survivor base spontaneously formed by professionals. Even a few leaders don't have any intention of fighting for power and profit, they just want to live, and it is not difficult for Fang Jin to convince them. But the Fuyang base, which is a city-level survivor base organized by the military, is very large. Don't look at the fact that it has not been established for a long time, but there must have been factions and mountains inside, and the bureaucratic style before the end of the world has been somewhat continued!

If Fang Jin dared to openly declare that the base was going to fall, but he couldn't come up with real evidence, he could only rely on the flicker of "Apocalypse", and it would be light to be driven out in the end.

As for mobilizing forces to rescue, it is naturally even more unreliable.

Thousands of professionals in the official base, backed by 100,000 survivors, and using pre-apocalyptic construction machinery to build a wall with incredible defensive power. If such a base cannot be spared, with more than 100 professionals in Shu County, it is just a drop in the bucket, even if it is all over, how much can it play?

"Don't worry."

Fang Jin deliberately made a thoughtful look, and after pausing for a few seconds, he waved his hand and said, "This matter came too suddenly, and I can't say it for a while." But I will definitely not choose the two paths you mentioned. ”

In fact, before the arrival of the Silver Rank Great Era, it was not the time for the guild forces to show their heads openly.

Making a fortune with a muffled voice is the one who roars!

"So be it."

After everyone discussed for a moment without results, Fang Jin made a decision: "The information of the apocalypse is too vague, so I decided to go to Fuyang to see it myself." If you have the opportunity, try to raise a hand for the sake of your compatriots. If it is irreparable...... At least a group of professionals can be brought back. What do you guys think? ”

"Yes!"

Wei Gong was the first to express his position, and after thinking about it, Lu An and Wang Guan also agreed with Fang Jin's plan one after another.

So, there is only one question left: who else wants to go with them!

………

Early the next morning, Fang Jin took three companions and rushed to Fuyang in two cars.

It was probably under the influence of Cuiling's time that Wei Gong was very resolute to follow.

Considering that this trip may be relatively long, the Survivors' Guild must leave a reliable person who can preside over the overall situation. Since Wei Gong is going, the crown as the deputy leader of the bronze group can only be left.

Xue Feifei also wanted to take a look, but was also vetoed by Fang Jin.

The reason was beyond everyone's expectations - it turned out to be because she was so beautiful!

"Can I understand that this is complimenting me?"

Xue Feifei's face was slightly red, and she was smart, and she quickly understood what Fang Jin meant.

After all, it is the end of the world, and even if the Fuyang base is officially presiding, its order will never be comparable to that of a civilized society. As long as a beauty of Xue Feifei's level shows her face, she will definitely attract attention, even covet it.

Although Fang Jin's strength is not afraid of things, he can't do it knowing that there is trouble, and he has to forcibly come to pretend to step on people and slap them in the face.

In the end, in addition to Wei Gong, the other two people who went with them were Lu An and Huang Cheng.

It's very simple to choose Luan, there must always be a remote output. And Huang Cheng, a bronze-level thief, was almost incomprehensible in stealth before most of the anti-concealment skills of other professions came out, and he could do a lot of things.

Of course, if you change to another team, you will almost always have to bring a priest with you when you go on an adventure, just in case.

The existence of Fang Jin, a hidden advanced holy swordsman, partly worked part-time as a priest, and then saved a place.

There are four of them, just right.

To have combat effectiveness, a relatively comprehensive match, and an inconspicuous scale, it is very suitable for the purpose of Fang Jin's trip.

As for the news of the imminent fall of the Fuyang base itself, it was temporarily blocked by them after discussion, and only a few high-level officials could know about it. Most of the ordinary members only got the news vaguely, and soon the guild may accept a group of people again, and they need to prepare for resettlement in advance.

………

It is not an easy task to get from Shuxian to Fuyang. It needs to cross almost half of Anhui Province and cross the Huai River.

Even if the four of them drove lightly and simply, and they all had the strength of the bronze rank, they still encountered a lot of trouble. Just by detouring to Lu'an, it took half a day. After that, the first car was attacked by a burrowing fire scorpion ambushed underground, and the chassis was scrapped. The people were fine, but the car couldn't be driven.

Fortunately, they had considered the accident before they left and drove two cars.

The four of them then packed up and squeezed into a car to continue north.

Although the rest of the journey was smoother, it was only in the morning of the next day that the Huai River could be crossed. By the time we approached the outskirts of Trois-Rivières, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

This is a small town to the south of the Fuyang base, and when you get here, you are already very close to the base.

Roughly calculated, just the time spent on the road is about a day and a half.

This is also thanks to their strength being strong enough to suppress the vast majority of the demonic beasts encountered on the road, and there is no need to deliberately detour some relatively safe sections. Otherwise, it would be impossible to change to other convoys without going for two or three days.

"President, there's movement ahead!"

Turning the corner not far away, Lu An, who was driving, stared at him and greeted the three of them.

Two hundred meters away, near the entrance to the town, a small but fierce battle took place.