Chapter 129 Zhao Si's Fear
"In short, we must fight for the human race!"
Although Su Xia was a little speechless about these guys, he still tirelessly instilled his ideas into them for more than ten minutes.
Over in Coral City, more and more players are joining the Four Seasons Rice team.
Su Xia didn't have too many expectations for the players in the Oasis Camp. She just hoped that they would not point their knives and guns at the many members of the resistance organization in the camp in the future.
"The North Wind Organization does need to recruit new members, but we won't recruit too many at once. The current number is tentatively set at 100."
Su Xia said what these players wanted most.
He went on to say, "These 100 people will not become official members of the Beifeng Organization directly. They will need to undergo a period of assessment... Of course, even if they are just temporary members, they can come to me to learn a skill."
Someone among the players asked loudly: "Commander, was that the 'normal punch' just now?"
"right."
"I want to sign up!" the player shouted immediately.
"Get out of the way, I was here first!" another player next to him shouted as well, squeezing forward anxiously.
Even without the "Normal Punch" skill, many players are willing to try their best to join the North Wind Organization.
Now that there are skill rewards, these guys are even crazier, squeezed together like sardines.
Guo Gang and others are the most anxious.
They were indeed the first to arrive, but they were afraid that Su Xia would not want them.
Someone behind him shouted, "Commander, I can guard the organization 24 hours a day!"
Su Xia shook her head and said, "It's not necessary. If there are no major events, try to go to bed early at night. Staying up late is not good for your health."
"Commander, I'm not staying up late, I'm working all night!"
“…”
Su Xia was speechless, and directly used the skill "Jumping Slash", jumped up, and directly left the central area surrounded by many players.
After landing, he walked towards the Beifeng Organization's base and said calmly, "Don't worry, if you are interested, you can sign up first and register. I will notify you when the results are out."
With the messy situation just now, it is naturally impossible to recruit new members.
Su Xia returned to the Beifeng organization’s base, called Cheng Pingan out, and asked him to preside over the registration.
"Ping An, do you still remember those undead who fought off the Zerg at our position when the Zerg attacked?"
"Remember some."
"Okay then, we'll give priority to those people during registration later."
"yes!"
Cheng Ping'an is very reliable in doing things.
He moved a long table, placed it at the entrance of the base, sat behind the table, and began to register every player who came to sign up.
The players formed a long queue at the back, not even fighting the monsters, as if they were here for an interview.
Everyone talks about their strengths and specialties when registering.
When it was Guo Gang's turn, he swallowed and sat in front of Cheng Ping'an nervously.
Cheng Pingan turned the pen in his hand, his expression cold: "I remember you, you are Lin Shan's friend, and you used to work with Zhang Fang."
Guo Gang suddenly shuddered and said, "I..."
"But now Zhang Fang is following the commander." Cheng Ping'an suddenly smiled, "You performed very well on the night of the insect tide. I will remember you, and the people behind you."
"real?"
Guo Gang was delighted and turned to look at the group of teammates behind him.
The teammates were also overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief, gaining more confidence in joining the North Wind organization.
Cheng Pingan wrote down Guo Gang's name and said, "Let's go. Go back and wait for notification. Don't block the people behind you."
“Yes, yes.”
Guo Gang walked aside with joy and waited for the rest of the team members to register.
But Su Xia didn't care about what happened here.
He returned to the warehouse, closed the door, and handed his body over to the bracelet.
Go offline and have lunch!
The food in the school cafeteria is just so-so. It’s filling, but the taste is hard to describe.
In the past two years since Su Xia started school, she has found cockroaches, caterpillars, steel wires, iron sheets, and even curved hairs from unknown parts of the body in the food she eats in the cafeteria.
After dinner, he packed five portions as usual.
Like an old father, he brought food back to his roommate.
As soon as she returned to the dormitory, Su Xia received good news.
Li Defu said happily: "Brother Su, our Bikini Bottom team has more than 150 members!"
"Oh? How's the quality?"
"They are all above level 12, and their average combat power is second to none in the entire Coral City!"
“That’s amazing.”
Su Xia handed them the lunch boxes and continued to listen to their stories.
There is no large-scale mission like "Zerg Crisis" in Coral City, so the first-tier players are generally around level 12.
Since leveling in this game is so difficult, most players don’t even reach level 10.
"When our team exceeds 10,000, we will conquer another city!" Li Defu was full of confidence. "At that time, we will be the city lords ourselves, collect taxes from the entire city, and then convert them into real-world money. We will give some to the team members and keep some for ourselves. Just thinking about that will make life wonderful..."
"This is a good idea, but don't be too greedy at that time . Pay attention to people's livelihood." Su Xia climbed onto the bed and said with a smile.
"Don't worry, we are not the guy with cerebellar atrophy like Qi Lang!"
Another roommate, Li Sihua, gave a thumbs up and boasted about himself.
"We are all teaching students!"
“…”
These guys play games every day and never attend classes.
When Su Xia thought about what it would be like for them to be city lords, he felt a headache.
After a few more brief conversations, he closed the bed curtains, opened the video app, and watched two episodes of SpongeBob SquarePants to relax.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Su Xia got out of bed, took her textbook and went to the classroom to attend class.
…
At six o'clock in the evening, after school, I returned to the dormitory.
Su Xia activated the bracelet, returned to the game, walked out of the warehouse and took a look.
In the Beifeng organization’s headquarters, Cheng Pingan and Lin Shan were discussing the specific candidates.
Lin Shan knew that Cheng Ping'an couldn't see the player levels, so he took the initiative to help and eliminated those players whose levels were too low.
Seeing this, Su Xia did not disturb them.
He returned to the warehouse, closed the door, and took out all the intermediate psychic potions.
"Including the reward from the last mission, there are a total of 12 potions. I wonder how much it can improve."
Su Xia was still half lying on the sofa. She picked up a medicine, injected it into her body, and then closed her eyes.
The hallucination came again.
But this time, there was no drowsy feeling.
“Hoo…Hoo…”
The gentle evening breeze brushed across Su Xia's face.
He opened his eyes and slowly stood up, surrounded by endless swaying weeds.
At his feet, there was a very crude painting.
Su Xia bent down, picked up the painting and looked at it carefully.
“Draw a hat?”
"No, it's not a hat."
A childish voice suddenly appeared.
Su Xia looked up and saw a little boy.
Next to the little boy was a fox with red fur.
Although she knew it was an illusion, Su Xia still smiled, held up the painting, and asked the little boy: "Isn't there a hat in this painting?"
"It's a python," the little boy replied with a wink. "It's digesting an elephant."
"Oh, I see..."
Su Xia looked at the painting in her hand again, thoughtfully.
The little boy asked him, "Can you draw a sheep for me?"
"No, I can't draw."
Su Xia smiled and handed the painting in her hand to the little boy.
Afterwards, he sat in the weeds and, taking advantage of this rare moment of clarity, chatted a lot with the little boy.
The little boy said he came from an asteroid called B612. The asteroid was very small and there was a rose on it that he liked.
Su Xia listened to the little boy's words and looked up at the sky comfortably.
The sky is full of stars, like a freezing rain.
After a long time, the illusion world began to blur.
The little boy asked him, "Are you leaving?"
"Um."
"I'm giving you a star."
"Thanks……"
As soon as he said these two words, Su Xia came to his senses.
The warehouse was still dark.
He sat up from the sofa and rubbed his brows. At his feet were a lot of used psychic potions.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening. He had spent nearly four hours in the illusion world, and his psychic power level had risen to 4.2.
Su Xia left the sofa, walked to the door and opened the door of the warehouse.
Looking up, the stars tonight are exceptionally bright.
Xiong Wei was directing the moving work. When he saw Su Xia, he immediately walked towards him.
Su Xia asked, "Mr. Xiong, what was the result of the meeting?"
"Alas, not ideal."
It’s not easy to talk, Xiong Wei sighed.
He whispered, "Commander, there are two resistance groups in our camp who want to follow Shi Sishi and his men to the headquarters of the United Organization."
"Which two organizations?"
"The deer are chasing, and there are candlelights."
"Oh... If we can't persuade these two organizations to come back, just let them go!"
Su Xia felt a little relieved.
Both organizations are very small, with only about a hundred combat personnel plus logistical support.
Su Xia was relieved that big organizations such as Blue Light, Blue Bird and White Horse did not leave and were willing to follow the Oasis Camp to another base.
Su Xia asked again: "What about the three undeads? Is there any result?"
"No."
Xiong Wei shook his head, worried: "Commander, if those three are really undead, will something happen to the joint camp?"
“It’s hard to say, but be prepared for everything!”
There's no point worrying any more right now.
There is only one way for Su Xia - to become stronger!
"Mr. Bear, can we start evacuating tomorrow?"
"No problem." Xiong Wei estimated the progress and said, "We can make all the preparations tonight. The specific evacuation time should be around noon tomorrow."
"Well, I'll go back and prepare as well. Some things should have results!"
Su Xia said goodbye to Xiong Wei and turned back to her warehouse.
He closed the door, handed the body over to the bracelet for safekeeping, and then returned to the Coral City clone.
The pharmacy is also closing.
Dad has been on the second floor all day today and only comes downstairs to eat.
During this day, the news that the "Masked Man" was still alive had spread throughout Coral City, and the rescue incident in the manor was also reported through various channels, shocking many people.
Mr. Zhao, the owner of the restaurant across the street, lamented the entire day, saying that he could no longer do business and he didn't know how long the entire city would have to remain on alert.
The rich people in the city were worried.
Some wealthy people even started to do charity openly, personally leading people to move boxes of various supplies to the refugee camps.
The refugees in the camp cheered in unison.
Some refugees even began to erect plaques with the image of the "Masked Man".
The two brothers Hong Bafu were overjoyed when they heard the news, and they were very motivated when refining the medicine.
“Tsk, those rich people in the city wanted to drag it out until the refugees completely gave up the idea of rebuilding their homes, and then annex large tracts of ruined land at a low price, but now they are afraid…”
Hong Bafu was in a good mood the whole day and hummed a little tune from time to time.
After the war, there were large amounts of wasteland all over the world.
For a period of time after that, wealthy people began to frantically buy up land around the city at extremely low prices, and large areas of building ruins in the city were also targeted by them.
Therefore, the refugees' efforts to rebuild their own homes will be stopped.
Moreover, many people will not actually become refugees because they also have land outside the city.
But after the war, Coral City refused to recognize that the land belonged to the residents and did not allow them to build their own houses, citing a lack of information about the residents.
After that, the refugee problem became increasingly serious and evolved into what it is today.
Time soon came to 10:30 pm, and the old man upstairs said, "Okay, close the door and continue training tomorrow!"
"Okay!"
Hong Bafu responded and threw the half-refined potion in his hand into the trash can.
The precious material in the potion bottle was wasted, and smoke billowed out of the trash can.
Su Xia, who was in charge of collecting the garbage, was speechless.
The three of them each performed their duties and quickly tidied up the first floor, then went upstairs to wash up.
After eleven o'clock in the evening, snoring sounds could be heard from both sides of Su Xia's room.
After making sure the two brothers were asleep, Su Xia quietly left the pharmacy.
…
Outside the city, suburbs.
Underground of a deserted town.
This is an old underground warehouse that stores many rusty food cans and some mechanical tools covered with cobwebs.
The entire warehouse was covered in dust and had been abandoned since the war.
But today, a special sound was heard in the warehouse every once in a while.
“Hmm…Hmm…”
The person who made the sound was naturally Zhao Si.
He was tied to an iron chair in the middle of the warehouse, his mouth was sewn shut with bloody steel wire, his hands were still broken, and he spent the entire day in extreme pain and suffering.
In the early morning, he was covered in wounds and had lost too much blood, and was almost unconscious.
But Su Xia forced him to drink a healing potion, which made him sober again.
After that, Su Xia left.
Zhao Si was left here.
There was only a dim old chandelier in the warehouse, and the dim light allowed him to barely see everything around him.
But there isn't even a clock here.
He had no idea how much time had passed. Every second was so torturous that he felt worse than death, as if this kind of pain would last until the end of the world.
During this period, Zhao Si collapsed in despair many times.
He fell asleep again and again in collapse and exhaustion, and woke up again in pain, only to see the dark warehouse again.
“Crack…”
Finally, the door of the underground warehouse opened again.
Zhao Si heard footsteps, which were the expected soft leather heels.
Then he saw the nightmarish masked man.
“Mmm…Mmm…”
He endured the pain, struggled a bit, and moved his mouth to express his willingness to negotiate.
The masked man did not kill him and imprisoned him for so long, he must have some ulterior motive.
Su Xia walked up to Zhao Si and waved his hand.
“Crack—Crack—”
The steel threads sewing Zhao Si's mouth together broke.
“Ah——”
Zhao Si screamed, his mouth full of blood, and his voice was extremely shrill, as if he was shouting out all the pain he had suffered throughout the whole day.
It hurts. It hurts so much.
Su Xia just stood aside and let him shout.
After a while, Zhao Si finally stopped, raised his head with difficulty, and asked with his mouth numb from pain: "You... who are you..."
"You still don't know who I am?"
Su Xia was too lazy to stand, so she picked up a stool from the side and sat in front of Zhao Si.
Hearing Su Xia's words, Zhao Si endured the pain and searched his mind carefully.
But he seemed to have too many enemies, and for a moment he couldn't be sure who the face behind the mask was.
"We should... we should have no grudges or hatred, and just serve our respective masters..."
He said this with a glimmer of hope.
But Su Xia shook her head and said, "Think about it again."
Hearing this, Zhao Si's heart trembled, knowing that his hope of escaping was slim.
He said tremblingly: "You are a killer, you will do things for money, I...I am willing to pay for my life."
"Well, money is a good thing." Su Xia did not deny it, "but there are some things that cannot be measured by money."
Hearing this, Zhao Si felt completely disappointed.
The shadow of death gradually enveloped his entire body, even temporarily suppressing his physical pain, causing his brain to start working frantically, trying to find a way to survive.
Why didn't the other party kill him all day? Was it just to let him feel despair and pain before he died?
Is it really just because of the north wind?
"Although Bei Feng saved you before, but... but it's not worth it for you to go against the mechanical race. You know the consequences..."
"Oh? You actually believed it."
"What?"
Zhao Si's face changed. What did this mean?
This masked man has never been saved by Beifeng?
