Then Wang Feng shook his head and no longer thought about these questions, at present, there are two hundred and sixty-three soldiers in the Guard Army, and this battle has lost more than forty Guard soldiers, consumed 200,000 rounds of ammunition, lost more than 13 wooden thorn traps, two survivors were injured, and no one died, Wang Feng currently has 210 million points.

Overall, this battle ended in a complete victory, but the points did gradually thin, and without a source of points, even Wang Feng couldn't support it for long, after all, every battle is to lose millions of points, and now the zombies don't produce spirit crystals, it can be said that every time Wang Feng is spending no income at all, and he will definitely not be able to support it.

But at present, Wang Feng can't leave, even if the Mu family and the Ye family still exist, they can't give Wang Feng any help, they can only let Wang Feng find a way to solve the problem of points by himself, thinking of this, Wang Feng sighed and lay on the sofa.

It was getting late, and the survivors rushed back, and the drizzle washed over the entire Xuantian.

At this moment, the survivors are hiding at the gate of the inner city, because there are no houses yet, so the survivors have no way to shelter from the rain, so they can only hide at the entrance of the hall.

Seeing this, Wang Feng found a large tent from the system mall, exchanged it for a one, and distributed it to them, and after the guards soldiers built it for them, the survivors left here.

It's not that Wang Feng is willing to do this, now that it's raining suddenly and they don't have a house, it is impossible to spend all night here, there must be a place to live, and the Xuantian upgrade must wait until two days later, so Wang Feng can only exchange a few large tents for them to live in.

Then Wang Feng came to the room alone after distributing food to them, looking at the drizzle outside and sighing, he originally thought that it should be easy to create a force, after all, he had so many subordinates, didn't he have to worry about many things? But this is not the case, many things can only be done by Wang Feng himself.

Early morning.

Wang Feng got up and had breakfast, and returned to the city lord's hall after looking around Xuantian.

The outer defenses had been securely arranged, and the damaged ones had been replenished, and the corpses inside the moat had been fished out, but the moat was still dark green with a serious rancid smell.

There are too many zombies and there is no way to clean them up for a while, and the zombie blood already has a rancid smell, and the smell is even stronger when it is soaked in the river overnight, but the current moat is of great use to Xuantian, and the outside form is not clear, so Wang Feng did not replace the river water of the moat.

At this moment, Xuantian is in order, the survivors led by Wu Gang and Qi Tian are busy with the affairs of Xuantian, Mu Yuqing and Bibi Dong lead Qi Xue She is busy making the order and laws in Xuantian, and the most leisurely is Tang San's funeral.

Tang Sanbury is now the commander of the Xuantian Guard Army, responsible for leading all the guards, but there is no war now, and the patrols are all in charge of No. 1 They are responsible, so Tang Sanbury is now very limited.

And Wang Feng is constantly improving some things that the arsenal has already built on the city wall, although Wang Feng has been ready to build a house, but the current system is still a little more than a day away from upgrading, and this plan can only be delayed.

Wang Feng checked that after Xuantian was promoted to the second level, the arsenal would also be upgraded by one level, and the second level could make some ordinary items, and this item did not require a weapon to take time to make, which was equivalent to a direct exchange, and some nails for building a house could be built by the second-level arsenal.

As long as the level of Xuantian continues to increase, the higher the things made in the arsenal, as for what can be made Wang Feng is not clear at present, now Wang Feng can only see the second-level production of the arsenal, and only after the second level of the arsenal can he see what the third-level can make.

Of course, these are all secondary, the main thing is that the second-level arsenal can make miniature **, as long as it is gently buried in the ground, it will detonate once the pressure reaches a certain level, but the range is not very large and the lethality is not very high, but it is enough for now.

After all, Wang Feng Wang Feng in addition to the ** that he exchanged, there are no other range of weapons to kill, if there is this to join, then the protection of Xuantian is undoubtedly a higher level, except for the city gate does not put miniature **, all the others are buried to the ground, so that the security is much less, unless it is attacked from the air, otherwise it will inevitably detonate**.

"Amitabha!"

Wang Feng was thinking quietly, but was interrupted by a voice, Wang Feng looked up, at this moment, Tang Sanfu was already sitting not far from Wang Feng, looking at Wang Feng quietly.

"When did you come?" Wang Feng asked.

"I've been here for a while, and seeing that the donor is like this, I didn't bother the donor." Tang Sanfu folded his hands together, looking like a high-ranking monk.

Wang Feng pursed his lips, Tang San's burial is very clear What virtue is the people here, but Tang San's burial came to find him, then something must have happened, if it weren't for the survivors outside, there were many women, if they didn't come to find them, there was obviously a situation.

"Did something happen?"

"It's a little bit!"

Tang Sanfu nodded happily.

"Since the rainy season comes, the ground is damp, although there are tents to solve the situation of not being wet, but there are still many things that have not been solved, sleeping on the ground is easy to make people sick, three people got up early today, two of them have a fever, and the other person has red spots all over his body, after inspection, there is no major problem, but also pay attention to defense, I don't know if there is a solution?" ””

Wang Feng frowned slightly.

"This is indeed a problem, but the construction of the house will start two days later, and I will distribute them a bed of bedding and let them spread it on the ground, so that it must be much more comfortable, shouldn't Wu Gang and Qi Tian be responsible for this problem? Why are you asking? ”

The next moment, Wang Feng suddenly realized something, and hurriedly spoke.

Tang Sanburi's character is naturally impossible to manage Xuantian, let alone ask about Xuantian's affairs, if it weren't for the fact that Xuantian's position as commander is idle, and other things other than fighting should not be managed, Tang Sanburi wouldn't want to take over, if it weren't for Wang Feng's good words, Tang Sanbury would reluctantly agree, but now he suddenly came to tell Wang Feng about this, there must be many plans for a reason.

Wang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Tang Sanbury, wanting to find any flaws in Tang Sanburi's face, and then Wang Feng gave up, wanting to find flaws in the hands of old fritters like Tang Sanburi, which was tantamount to picking a bone in an egg.

I saw that Tang San's face did not change, and he was sitting there with a righteous face, if he didn't know him, he would have already sacrificed himself for others, but what kind of person Wang Feng was, he naturally knew at a glance that Tang San's funeral must be uneasy.