The rain at the end of summer was soft and slightly cold, beating on the branches and leaves. The rain sometimes fell in a straight line, sometimes drifted with the wind, leaving behind shadows like smoke, fog, yarn, and silk, and the splashing rain flakes seemed to be beating notes on the piano, playing a beautiful melody.

The air in the countryside is much cleaner than in the city, without a trace of impurities, as if it has been washed with clean water. The leaves in the forest are dancing with the soft evening breeze, adding a little more unique flavor of summer.

Ji Longcheng stood in the drizzle, looking up at the tall city, his eyes were full of disbelief, he thought that he had been in a coma in the Shenwei space for seven days, and he would see the devastation, he was afraid, it would be something or someone who came out, but the survivors really gave him a surprise.

This city is majestic and square, it is like a galloping and leaping, vigorous dragon lying in the Qinglong Valley. The city wall is ten meters high, it is not smooth, the red bricks that are exposed are faintly visible, and the top of the city wall is paved with square bricks, which is very smooth, like a very wide road, and three or five horses can go in parallel.

The city walls were built with beacon towers and lookouts, and the blockhouses stood at the top of the walls, somewhat blurred in the drizzle.

The city gate is 50 meters long from east to west, 30 meters wide from north to south, is rammed by cement masonry, the appearance is covered with steel, and the momentum is magnificent.

"Qinglong gathering place, has it been built?"

Ji Longcheng stood in front of the city gate, did not alarm anyone, dodged, and jumped into the city wall.

Compared with the majestic city walls, the city is very simple, except for a few low buildings, there are only a few sparse dwellings, the city is full of dust, and the tents are adjacent to each other in the open space, like small dark green mushrooms.

There was a vast open space within the walls, and the survivors shouted and noisily walked through the roar of trucks, disgraced, and in surprisingly good spirits.

In contrast to the construction of the city, a majestic building has been built in the center of the city, and its cleanliness contrasts sharply with the dirt and mess of the periphery.

This is an antique hall, the length and width of the thousand meters, the height of about more than ten meters, the square shape, the inside and outside of the hall are decorated with thousands of golden dragon patterns, the ridge corner is set up with ten ridge beasts, the eaves are the traditional ancient green tiles, the eaves are applied under the dense dougong, the indoor and outdoor beams are decorated with and the seal color painting. The upper part of the door and window is inlaid with a rhombic pattern, the lower part is embossed with a cloud dragon pattern, and the joints are equipped with gilded copper leaves engraved with dragon patterns.

This hall is not only wide, but also very gorgeous, it can really be said to be carved beams and painted buildings, resplendent with gold, just like the imperial palace.

"The Imperial Palace?" Ji Longcheng muttered. How familiar he is with this hall, if he looks at it carefully, isn't it the shape of the Taihe Hall of the Forbidden City in his previous life, no wonder it is familiar.

"What is this?"

Ji Longcheng could only smile helplessly, although this hall has modern machinery to assist in construction, but it is by no means easy, especially the various cloud patterns and reliefs on the main hall, and I don't know how much effort it has taken to be skilled craftsmen.

Ji Longcheng walked into the main hall, and the eyes were sixteen hall pillars of two people hugging each other, the hall pillars were golden, and each hall pillar was coiled with a lifelike golden dragon, magnificent atmosphere.

The ground is paved with golden high-grade floor tiles, crystal clear, like a mirror, and the shadow of Ji Longcheng is clearly visible when he walks on it.

What surprised Ji Longcheng the most was that there was a dragon chair in the center of this hall.

Seeing this, Ji Longcheng was a little displeased, he didn't know what had happened in the past few days when he was away, but in this last days, human civilization is in danger of overturning at any time, and he began to covet privileges before he was stable, what is the difference between King Li Chuang, who was driven out of Bauhinia City after entering Beijing for thirty days.

Zombies and other monsters are not the Qing army that entered the customs, they will not tell you any morality, let alone retain the population, this is a naked genocidal war.

Ji Longcheng stood in the hall, a little silent, but also a little heartbroken, compared to this hall, Ji Longcheng would rather see a simple brick house that could be inhabited by the survivors.

At the same time as Ji Longcheng visited Qinglong Town, Ji Dashan and the others had become a mess of porridge, and the disappearance of Ji Longcheng was a thunderbolt on a sunny day for the gathering place of Qinglong Town, representing the lack of top combat power, and also representing the isolation from the information of Fengtian City.

"Hasn't the leader been found yet?" Qi Tongwei rubbed his eyebrows, his face sad.

He hadn't closed his eyes in days, his beard was unkempt and his eyes were bloodshot, and he sat in his office with an overcoat draped on, his desk full of papers.

The construction of Qinglong Town is not a simple matter, the materials are replenished, and there are no zombie attacks on the periphery for the time being, but the myriad miscellaneous things are not something that ordinary people can control.

In the gathering place, there are not many people who have command talent and can serve the public, Wei Zhuang has the ability and skill, but after the disappearance of Ji Long City, he no longer cares about the construction of the gathering place, and only cares about the training of quicksand.

Uncle Nine and they don't need to mention more, their combat power is okay, but they don't know anything about construction, and Qi Tongwei's pressure can be imagined.

"Haven't found it yet, the leader won't be ......," one of the Awakened reminded in a low voice, but he didn't continue.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! The senior is so strong, no monster can kill him! ”

Wang Shou slapped the table excitedly, the table was suddenly torn apart, he gasped, a black and red eye was beating violently, and his mood was a little unstable.

He witnessed the rise of Ji Longcheng with his own eyes, from the hanging and beating of the Blood Ancestor on the campus, and then to the end of the Blood Ancestor, what Ji Longcheng showed was already the ultimate of the awakened, and he and Ji Longcheng climbed out of the zombie pile in Fengtian City, step by step, his worship and trust in Ji Longcheng was incomprehensible to others.

"There is hope in life!" Wang Shou clearly remembered this word of encouragement, he remembered Ji Longcheng's bright golden pupils, he also remembered his ruthlessness in killing all directions, and even remembered Ji Longcheng's muzzle that pointed at him and finally put it down.

"Why, do any of you want to be a leader?" Wang Shou swept the awakened people in the house with his eyes, and his eyes gradually became dangerous.

These awakened people are not the most powerful in the gathering place, but they are the best at performing in the gathering place, and Wang Shou always feels that their gathering has an unspoken meaning.

At least he didn't see Ji Longcheng's right-hand man Wei Zhuang, nor did he see Ji Longcheng's father and brothers, let alone the silver wolf Zhao Cheng and the ghost Sheng Liu Yu who were loyal to Ji Longcheng.

"No, no, no, we don't mean that!" The corner of Hua Hongye's eyes jumped, and the goatee trembled three times.

Hua Hongye is self-aware, he is just a half-hung warlock, how can he bear such a big hat, once this hat is confirmed, they will be finished, the awakened people in this house have certain management skills, but the combat power is really not on the table, not to mention the ninth uncle Weizhuang, Wang Shou can easily clean them up.

"Brother... What do you mean by this, we are just discussing the future construction of the gathering place, why are you so excited? Qi Tongwei, who was sitting in the first place, spoke.

Wang Shou really misunderstood him this time, although Qi Tongwei covets power, but the current Qinglong Town, by no means he can play, Wei Zhuang and his quicksand are the well-deserved elite of Qinglong Town, the most important thing is that Wei Zhuang is loyal to Ji Longcheng, Qi Tongwei is still very afraid of Wei Zhuang, that is a very terrible person, excellent swordsmanship, thinking and sensitivity, far beyond ordinary people, Qi Tongwei's means in front of Wei Zhuang, and a child is almost the same.

"Wait......" Qi Tongwei waved his hand to stop Wang Shou's words.

"Chief... It's back. Qi Tongwei said in surprise, his expression did not seem to be fake.

Qi Tongwei saw Ji Longcheng with his hands on his back in the main hall, the dark windbreaker in the golden hall, like a drop of ink dripping into the basin, the contrast is strong, Ji Longcheng is facing the dragon chair, like a sculpture, just a glance, Qi Tongwei's heart is shrouded in a heavy haze.

When Ji Long City disappeared, there were also people in the gathering place who were interested in activism, exercising privileges, coercing women, and greedy for ink materials, all of which happened from time to time, but because they couldn't determine the life and death of Ji Long City, these people didn't dare to do it too blatantly.

As for whether Qi Tongwei is careful or not, it is unknown to outsiders.

"Why?"

Ji Longcheng turned around, and the golden eyes looked at Qi Tongwei coldly.

"This is what everyone meant, in order to thank you for your care, you specially built this hall, a little heart."

Qi Tongwei was in a cold sweat, and under the strong pressure, his eyes turned into slightly dim golden pupils, and he knew that Ji Longcheng was angry.

"Huh." Ji Longcheng sneered, and there was an unknown meaning in his tone.

It's good for ordinary people to be alive, how can they have other messy thoughts, and they are grateful to Ji Longcheng for believing it, but in this way to win the favor of Ji Longcheng, only the original ruler can think of it.

Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin's yellow robe was facilitated by a bunch of generals with vested interests under him, and ordinary soldiers did not have much feeling that Zhao Kuangyin was an emperor or a general.

"The main hall is retained, and the dragon chair is replaced with an ordinary seat." After a long silence, Ji Longcheng spoke, this hall is not easy to build, it can be used as a place for ordinary discussions, and it would be a pity to demolish it.

Hearing this, the stone in Qi Tongwei's heart fell to the ground, and he hurriedly nodded yes.

"In addition, build a large hall as a meritorious pavilion." Ji Longcheng made requirements for the construction of the Meritorious Pavilion, this building is not required to be exquisite, but it must be large. Ji Longcheng explained the contribution point exchange system, the merit point exchange system and Qi Tongwei.

Qi Tongwei was also shocked by Ji Longcheng's idea, if these two systems were successfully realized in the Qinglong Town gathering place, then the combat effectiveness and enthusiasm of the survivors would be raised to a higher level.

Just looking at the contribution and military exploits, it is carefully planned by Ji Longcheng according to the military duke system of the Qin Dynasty in the previous life, the setting of major games and online novels, and the gathering place of Qinglong Town will completely abandon the constraints such as relationships and connections, capital years, etc., and only look at the merits, everyone has the opportunity to become a master.

Qi Tongwei cautiously took over many martial arts cheats, including the "Xiantian Gong" [B-level], "Golden Goose Gong" [C-level], "Tiangang Beidou Array" [C-level], "Quanzhen Kuaiquan" [C-level] exchanged for merit points, and the Taizu Changquan [D-level], the basic internal strength heart method [D-level], the basic body method [D-level], and the free Wumen Broken Tiger Sword [D-level].

Qi Tongwei's heart is excited, is his martial arts strong? Of course it's strong! Looking at how fierce Master Xiaomeng and Wei Zhuang are, the strength of their martial arts can be seen. Although Qi Tongwei is a half-breed of the dragon clan and has a spirit and sickle, he is far from Wei Zhuang's opponent.

The most important thing is that Qi Tongwei has never practiced martial arts, and he cultivates martial arts as a dragon half-blood, Qi Tongwei believes that sooner or later he will surpass or even crush Wei Zhuang.

If Ji Longcheng guessed Qi Tongwei's thoughts, he would definitely die of laughter, is the second uncle an ordinary person? The leader of the Zongheng family, Qi Tongwei will not be Wei Zhuang's opponent if he cultivates for another ten years.

Today's Qinglong Town gathering place can be said to be thriving, the city has been established, the survivors have a safe shelter, and the addition of the exercises has also made their future full of potential, and the threat of zombies is no longer the sword of Damocles hanging above their heads.