Marshal Wang's "free play" did not last long.

The atmosphere on the table became dull again.

In an instant, he suddenly realized the stimulation his words and deeds had brought to other people.

Just like people living in a peaceful country, they can never imagine how miserable the lives of refugees who have been tortured by war are.

Compared with this peaceful scene in the depression, the tragic situation in the Origin Territory is obviously far beyond what everyone knows.

Of course, Marshal Wang did not finish everything he said.

He really wanted to say that the real situation is far worse than it is now, and there are more Shura scenes that you can't imagine happening constantly.

Compared with this, it is hell, the grave of mankind.

But in the end, thinking of Sumo's previous performance, he still held back.

Like a wild beast licking its own wounds, Marshal Wang lowered his head and began to concentrate on the soup and rice in front of him.

On the other side, seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Lu Kuan stood up and cleared his throat to interrupt everyone's contemplation:

"Don't be stunned. It's time to eat, and it's time to work. If you don't have this mental preparation, what qualifications do you have to survive in this apocalypse?"

"I'm telling you, it's pretty good right now, but the scenes I've seen before are much worse than this."

"It is commonplace for wives and children to be separated and families to be destroyed. Camps with tens of thousands of people were invaded and destroyed overnight, and hundreds of acres of fertile land were burned at any time. It is still commonplace."

"Think about the high temperature of 80 degrees, the low temperature of minus 100 degrees, the world-destroying winds of magnitude 14, the devastating earthquakes of magnitude 10, volcanic eruptions, widespread epidemics, and even meteor impacts."

"Compared to this kind of despair, what we have now is just a ball!"

As if he was afraid that everyone would not believe him, after Lu Kuan finished speaking, he didn't stop talking and directly started to speak out.

"Do you know how scary it was when the temperature was 80 degrees?"

"The temperature does not rise as soon as it rises. It starts from 20 degrees and slowly rises by five degrees every hour. It keeps rising for 12 hours. It tortures you and makes your heart collapse."

"You have to watch with your own eyes the water sources around you evaporate, the land you finally cultivated completely cracks, and even the territory turns into a terrifying desert with no grass growing overnight!"

"Of course, what I'm talking about can only be enjoyed by people who are hiding underground and have heat insulation measures."

"Most people, as early as the onset of high temperatures, will slowly feel their bodies becoming dehydrated, becoming more and more thirsty, and finally slowly losing consciousness and turning into a mummy!"

The current situation of mankind described by Marshal Wang is very miserable, but compared with what Lu Kuan said, it is instantly worth mentioning.

When I think of the horrific scene where the whole person is evaporated into a mummy under the high temperature.

Everyone swallowed at the same time, not knowing whether to laugh or cry for a moment.

"Anyway, you have to understand this truth. The days seem very long now, but life is short."

"Although we are living comfortably now, as long as a devastating disaster befalls us, we will not be much better than these people."

"Especially when you are like you now, when you hear such nonsense, you all become so sad. Then next time, I am afraid that others will feel sorry for us instead of us here feeling sorry for others!"

After saying this this time, regardless of other people's reactions, Lu Kuan directly lowered his head and started drinking porridge, looking like an eccentric old man named Frankenstein.

Sitting next to him, Sumo knew what Lu Kuan meant and took over the conversation very well:

"Lu Kuan is right. When the nest is overturned, the eggs will not be intact. We are all ordinary people under natural disasters, and we all have to prepare for survival."

"However, there are different ways to live. Some people are so frustrated all their lives that they will regret it for the rest of their lives when they grow old. Some people can live happily for a while."

"Don't worry about the origin territory. I already have an idea. We have too few people now. We can't let such a high-quality population go!"

Having developed to its current scale, Sumo's former immaturity can no longer be seen in his words and deeds.

In fact, today he could have made the decision right away to send troops to the origin territory in the winter and plunder the population on a large scale.

But in that case, it would appear that he was too authoritarian, and would further undermine the sense of autonomy of everyone present, turning them into soulless marionettes.

Leading a team is easy, but cultivating a team is difficult.

But fortunately, after putting in a lot of hard work and seeing everyone's eagerness to try, Sumo nodded with satisfaction.

After a while, the twists and turns of breakfast ended, and it was time to work on the depression.

Without disturbing the work schedule set by all the management yesterday, I waved these people away and went back to work.

Taking only Marshal Wang with them, the two began to disperse around the depression.

By nearly eight o'clock, the sun had completely risen from the horizon, bursting out its own rays of light and shining downwards.

Without modern industrial pollution, every breath of heated winter air is extremely fresh and refreshing!

Look around.

The white snow in the distance is dazzling and bright under the sunlight, and there is a crystal clear texture mixed in it.

Some fresh grass nearby, moistened by the drifting snow, looked astonishingly green as if it had been bathed in!

It's only four or five days.

With the addition of the territorial attribute of Little Blessed Land, the environment of the depression undergoes imperceptible but actual changes every day.

"Marshal Wang, how is my territory?"

Walking through the snow all the way to the top of Tieshi Mountain, which was already 20 meters high, Somo sat down cross-legged, his temperament floating away.

"It's very strong, it's my ideal territory!"

"Oh? Where is the strength?"

Turning his head and motioning for Marshal Wang to sit next to him, Somo's eyes flashed.

If Chen Shen and other people who were familiar with him had come over and saw his appearance, they would have known that Sumo was already interested.

But for Marshal Wang, he was a bachelor and sat down directly.

"Choose this location, surrounded by many powerful alien races. In the early stage, you don't have to worry about the intrusion of small tribes of alien races that have no eyesight."

"On the way here, I calculated the depth of the territory in my mind. It's at least a hundred kilometers along the border to the village. It's very good and can reduce a lot of unnecessary troubles."

"The environment in the territory is excellent and the land is very fertile. Planting will definitely produce a good harvest."

"The management of the territory are good people, and they still have good intentions in their hearts. They are managed by these people."

"Although there are not many people in the territory, everyone has faith and strength."

Once again coming into close contact with the famous Su Shen among humans, Marshal Wang would misunderstand his meaning, and would just spout empty words and clichés as if he was talking eloquently.

Sumo smiled at his performance, but did not directly interrupt him.

Instead, he waited until he had poured out all the "ink" in his stomach, and then slowly asked:

"How does it compare to your territory?"

Wow!

Like a bolt from the blue, Marshal Wang was still thinking about how to blow the rainbow fart next.

But as this gentle question fell, his mind instantly turned to mush.

Subconsciously, he blurted out: "Better than mine."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped talking with his eyes widened, and then looked over with an incredible look.

"Tell me about it, I haven't seen many lords in this new continent, and you are the only human lord. To be honest, I'm really curious!"

He pointed in the direction of Liberty City, then pointed in the direction of the tree people.

Sumo withdrew his gaze and looked over.

"Director Su Su, how did you know?"

"Ha, you don't really think I'm stupid, do you?"

Seeing Marshal Wang stuttering and at a loss, Sumo immediately covered his face with a sad look on his face.

Wow, the acting is so realistic, Marshal Wang really thinks he is a fool!

"First of all, if you were an ordinary person, how could you know about the Demon Soul Clan and find them just in time?"

"Secondly, I don't believe that ordinary people with your physical and psychological conditions can still think about living even if they are kidnapped by a foreign race and brought to the city."

"Third, you know too much about the origin territory. You are not like a passerby who only stayed in the territory for five days in the confession."

"Fourth, you still have compassion for ordinary people. This kind of mentality should not be for a person living on the line of life and death. If you are really an ordinary wandering refugee, you should have more empathy."

"Fifth, to put it nicely, you speak clearly and clearly, and you can understand the importance of things. To put it lightly, you talk to people and tell ghosts. This ability cannot be developed overnight."

"Sixth, you said that your wife and children were kidnapped. But in such an environment, how can it be possible for ordinary people to take their wives and children to crawl around in the New World?"

"seventh,"

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Back and forth, Sumo thought and talked, and came up with a total of sixteen doubts.

During the first two sentences, Marshal Wang had cold sweat on his forehead, his heart was pounding, and he quickly wanted to explain.

But after reaching the sixth item, the words stuck in his throat were gone.

One or two doubts can be explained.
To be continued...