April 11th of the second year of the wasteland calendar.

As the knockout rounds came to an end on the second day, the fate of more than hundreds of millions of survivors changed.

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are sad.

The survivors who successfully won three knockout rounds and advanced to the third day of qualifying were naturally happy. Most of them received the attention of their respective territories and began to break away from the ranks of ordinary people.

Players who lose the knockout round have no choice but to face the reality.

Either prepare to set off to seek opportunities deeper in the New World, or concentrate on continuing to work hard in the current territory.

Of course, there are exceptions.

Southern New World, Taihu Territory.

Next to a huge naturally formed freshwater lake, there are hundreds of simple wooden houses.

The wooden houses seem to be arranged in a scattered manner, but if you look down from the air, you can see them.

Different wooden houses are like horns to each other. When encountering enemies, they can naturally form a well-organized defensive posture.

At this time, in a slightly larger wooden house in the center.

As the undetectable spatial distortion erupted, Fan Fuzheng's illusory body gradually solidified, immediately attracting the attention of everyone around him.

"Lao Fan, the third round is over so soon?"

In the crowd, a strong man with a bold face stood up and spoke with a clear northern accent.

"Did I tell you that if your first two rounds were so difficult, the next round will definitely be easy."

"Easy?" Fan Fuzheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Old Zhan, I let you down, I lost this third round!"

"Lost?" Lao Zhan's eyes widened in disbelief.

As the lord of Taihu Territory, he knows best how powerful Fan Fuzheng is.

After all, when the average route level in the entire territory is only two and a half levels, he can push his route level to level ten by relying on hard work and talent.

This kind of strength is estimated to be at the forefront even in those very large territories.

Moreover, Fan Fuzheng's abilities are not just words on paper.

The Taihu territory planned and built by him relied on such complex and difficult architectural arrangements to dissuade groups of travelers who wanted to catch the autumn breeze.

Such a genius was gone on the second day of the knockout rounds and in the third round???

"I have no choice but to meet the chief architect of the Long Banner Territory, 'Qin Chuan'. He is much more powerful than Lermontov."

"And the test topic is to build security facilities, which I am not familiar with."

Fan Fuzheng was thinking about his own advantages, and what he relied on was actually nothing more than two things -

First, the route level is several levels higher than ordinary people.

Second, learn the rich architectural knowledge available on Earth.

However, it may be because reaching level ten will cause a qualitative change in the route.

Ordinary low-level survivors are randomly matched with each other, and it is easy to determine the winner in just one round due to the difference in strength.

However, the opponents he ranked in the three rounds of the knockout rounds were all at the same level, reaching level 10 or those with rare routes.

As the so-called strong dialogue has, the barrel effect is obvious.

When everyone has similar strengths, what they compete more with is actually their shortcomings.

The chief architects of these large territories have countless resource supplies and can know information that ordinary people cannot know at all.

In a duel, you have an inherent advantage.

If his luck hadn't really exploded today, Fan Fuzheng thought he wouldn't have been able to get through the first round.

However

fine!

fortunately!

Even though he was eliminated, even though he didn't get a chance to compete in the next ten thousand battles.

I still got the safest and most enviable guarantee!

"Oh my God, you are actually the chief of the Dragon Banner Territory. You are so lucky."

Lao Zhan sighed, knowing that the strength of the Taihu Territory was holding him back.

How can I compare my small territory of just over 3,000 people with someone else's territory of millions of people?

If Fan Fuzheng could have joined the human Su Shen's territory earlier, he would certainly not be at such a disadvantage today.

"Originally I wanted to keep you here, but now I really can't open my mouth anymore."

Fan Fuzheng told Lao Zhan the news about being contracted by Somo as early as after the first competition.

The latter was naturally extremely tangled at the beginning.

After all, Fan Fuzheng played an indispensable role in making the entire Taihu Territory what it is today.

Once he is gone, how to expand and build the territory will immediately become a problem.

But now, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he dare not mention the word 'stay'.

This is a heavy responsibility and a necessary responsibility for a lord.

Or to put it more bluntly.

If there was a chance to join Su Shen's territory now, even he would be extremely excited.

There is even the urge to abandon the entire territory!

"Old James, I am here" Fan Fuzheng was a little moved, and for a moment he was extremely reluctant to leave.

Compared with other families in the wasteland, the Fan family is considered the luckiest group of people.

From the beginning, the family of four was thrown together.

Later, I met an old comrade named Zhan Xiang and joined the gathering place he created.

It is precisely because of a group of comrades who dare to fight and fight together that we can persist all the way to where we are today.

However, the territory that was created now is finally on the right track, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

"It's okay. I still have this bit of self-awareness. What's more, since you went to Su Shen's territory, it's not like we won't be able to see each other for the rest of our lives."

"Perhaps it won't be long before you become famous, and you can help us find a way, and then the entire territory will benefit from you!"

After figuring it out, Lao Zhan became more open-minded.

He used to always think about how to capture these large territories, but now isn't this just an opportunity?

Moreover, it is also the territory of human Su Shen, which is simply a huge opportunity.

Just as he said, if Fan Fuzheng gets out of his position, the entire Taihu territory will benefit from it.

"I"

"Okay, okay, don't be so mother-in-law, go back and pack your things and get ready to leave."

Lao Zhan smiled and pretended to kick Fan Fuzheng, and the atmosphere of separation in the room immediately became lighter.

When the other comrades-in-arms saw this, they could only swallow the manuscripts they had prepared in their stomachs and say goodbye to each other.

They also knew it at this time.

The sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fish to leap.

No matter how much reluctance you have, it can only be turned into a blessing.

After a while of saying goodbye, Fan Fuzheng pushed the door open and went out under Lao Zhan's repeated urging.

It was almost dusk, and the warm sun shone on the house, casting long and slanting shadows on the ground.

Compared with the past few days, the cold winter air is still bit biting.

But for some reason, Fan Fuzheng only felt warm all over, as comfortable as if he had taken a hot bath.

"Honey, I'm back!"

Weaving through the streets, we came to an inconspicuous house.

Before entering the room, Fan Fuzheng couldn't wait to shout.

"So fast?"

Zheng Yali, who was sitting in the yard sifting seeds with her two children, raised her head.

Realizing that Fan Fuzheng, who usually had a straight face, actually smiled for the first time in a long time today, he couldn't help but stand up in surprise.

"Won all three rounds?"

Afraid of putting pressure on Fan Fuzheng.

The family had agreed yesterday that they would never open the game panel to check for news before he came back today.
To be continued...