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In the secluded town, dilapidated, with ruins and broken walls, corpses and broken flesh everywhere, everyone first searched all the houses to find a lot of useful supplies, and finally set up camp near a dozen haystacks outside the town, lit a dozen or so bonfires, and prepared to set off again after the night.

The bloody atmosphere in the town was too strong, and the corpses were horrible to see, and the townspeople could not spend the night in peace.

There was also a suggestion that the remaining corpses should be disposed of and the dead townspeople should be laid to rest, but Rodin and the others rejected their idea, and they planned to burn the town to the ground tomorrow morning, so as not to accumulate too many corpses, a plague, or give birth to monsters such as ghouls. Cremation is also an acceptable way for the townspeople.

After working for most of the day, night fell, and everyone sat in a circle around their own campfires, and iron pots were set up on the fire, and the fragrant food was being cooked, which made people can't help but taste the tongue after a hard day's work.

Everything was running smoothly and the situation didn't seem to be as bad as it could have been. After a round trip with a few young males, Fletcher and a few young men brought back a dozen docile cattle from Elm Street, which had survived the onslaught of ghouls and had not gone far, and there were a few precious horses in the town, but they had run away without a trace.

"Good fellow, a dozen or so cows can carry a lot of supplies for us, so that tomorrow there will be no need for the old people to help. “

"This is also a great blessing in the midst of misfortune. “

But the crowd was not happy in any way. Thousands of families have been slaughtered by murderous hordes of ghouls, and the survivors are suffering the loss of their loved ones and friends, and tomorrow they will have to leave their homes.

Fletcher, a hot-blooded teenager who has always had no heart and lungs, has also become silent.

"Don't be too sad, the relatives in heaven have been watching you, and they will also hope that you will be happy. ”

"Look at the sky, maybe it's them. “

"Really? Rodin. “

The people of the other world are still simple, and these pediatric methods on the earth have attracted their attention.

Rodin poured a meal of chicken soup for the soul on them, and the team members' expressions suddenly improved a lot, and they let go of the heavy burden in their hearts a little.

"Oh, by the way, we found these in the house, and that's a good thing. After speaking, the two team members dragged a gold-edged nanmu box more than half a person high from the side and walked over, Rodin took it and turned it upside down, it was quite heavy, and there was a faint sound of metal colliding.

"Guess what?"

Could it be -- Rodin already had the answer in his heart.

A group of people curiously leaned up and slowly lifted the lid of the box, and under the bright firelight, a pile of silver coins instantly blinded everyone's eyes.

"It's all Marelli. “

Fletcher asked dumbfounded.

One person continued: "No, there are still a lot of Kunen in it, and there must be about 100,000 Marelli. “

Rodin suddenly asked, "Did you find it from the mayor's house?"

"Yes, although the townspeople can be regarded as having no worries about food and clothing, they do not have much money saved, except for a few big families in the town. I didn't expect Mayor Gray to save so much money over the years, but unfortunately he didn't have the blessing to enjoy it.

"But most of it should be saved as an emergency fund for the town. “

"Now, we're rich. One of the team members couldn't help but reach out and pick up a pile of coins, and his face bloomed with joy, as if the tragedy of the recent past had been completely forgotten.

Rodin, with a solemn face, corrected with righteous words: "What do you say, this money does not only belong to us, look at those old people, women, children, without the support of men, they will have to rely on this money to start a new life in the future." “

"Yes, Rodin said it well, we can't be corrupt with a clear conscience. “

Fletcher immediately chimed in, and most of the team acquiesced.

Now Rodin was undoubtedly the most powerful one in the crowd, and even if someone was greedy, he would be convinced.

In the following time, the team members chattered about the past, and told many happy stories that happened in the hidden town. Time passed quietly, the night was dark, and the intermittent cries of the old and weak women and children in the camp also subdued, probably tired of crying.

Eight men, two came to keep vigil, Rodin wanted to volunteer, but was stopped by everyone and told him to rest and recuperate.

Finally, Fletcher and another member of the team held a vigil.

Rodin had experienced several fierce battles during the day, his physical strength was enormous, and his spirit was always in a state of high tension, and once he relaxed, he soon fell into a dark and sweet dream.

Gradually, the camp became quiet, with the sound of dry wood burning in the campfire, and the snoring of one after another. Before you know it, the night passed peacefully.

Rodin opened his eyes, feeling refreshed, and emerged from the tent, stretching comfortably. The morning light was faint, and there was a moist mist all around, and it was a beautiful morning, but unfortunately there was no familiar rooster crow.

There are already a lot of busy figures preparing breakfast and packing things. Dragging an arm wrapped in a snow-white bandage, Rodin walked over and joined the others in a brief drink of porridge and a few slices of bread.

After breakfast, everyone gathered together and began to discuss the next trip.

Rodin first counted one hundred and eight men in the procession, twenty-five old men, thirty women, forty-five children, and eight of them young and middle-aged men.

"Does anyone know how far away our nearest town is?"

An old man with gray hair in the crowd replied, "The nearest is in Elden to the east of us, about 300 miles away, and the last time I went there was more than ten years ago to visit an old friend. “

300 kilometers, even if there are big scalpers to help transport supplies, but considering the footsteps of more than 20 elderly people in the team, it is estimated that they can walk 40 kilometers at most in a day. In this way, if there are no emergencies during the journey, it will take six days to reach Elden City.

According to a rough estimate, everyone found that the food and drinking water prepared were very sufficient, after all, the food reserves of hundreds of households in a small town were now only distributed to about 100 people. And other daily necessities, boilers, quilts, tents, tableware, etc. are also available, and everyone has a set. Rodin and his party also distributed short, sharp daggers and knives from the blacksmith's shop to each of the dozen or so sturdy women in the procession. If they encounter difficulties that none of the eight team members can handle, they also have to do their part.

Most of the daily necessities are carried by the ploughing oxen, and dozens of pockets of all sizes are hung on the backs of the oxen. The rest was distributed to dozens of young and strong people in the team to carry, and although Rodin was injured, he also carried more than fifty pounds.

However, there is also bad news, the old man in the team is old, and his memory is blurry and he is not quite sure about the specific path.

Rodin and the others reluctantly inquired in the crowd, and finally found a well-dressed and charming businessman's wife Zora. She had traveled back and forth with her husband's caravans many times between towns and was very familiar with the routes. According to her, Elden City is much more prosperous than a remote place like Yinyi Town, with a population of tens of thousands, complete living facilities, and regular guards. The biggest difference between them is that the former is not located in the Three Regards Territory like Hidden Town, it belongs to a small city-state in the fiefdom of the Grand Duke of Capone. In layman's terms, Yinyi Town is equivalent to a rural village, while Elden City is equivalent to a bustling city.

The person who led the way was found, and everyone made up their minds, and checked it again, confirming that it was ready and everything was ready, so eight young men half took the lead, half of the palace was behind, leading a group of old and weak women and children to embark on the mighty road of relocation, no one knew what was waiting for them in front of them, was it a smooth journey, or encountered difficulties and obstacles again?

Rodin was apprehensive, he rarely experienced such long journeys, and at the same time he had a certain admiration for the townspeople, the ghoul rebellion had deprived them of the mainstay of their family, but it did not completely defeat them, their eyes were still full of anticipation for the road ahead, a new life.