You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 285 Binding Jiang Qiu
Since entering the Northern Boundary, the refugees from Plateau City have begun to take root at the foot of the mountains in the Northern Boundary. They are unable to transmit information, nor can they find a way to leave the secret world, and establishing settlements has become their core mission - for survival.

Tens of thousands of refugees would be transported in every few days, with 200,000 or so of them. Then the settlements that everyone had built with great difficulty would fall into trouble due to food shortages. As a last resort, the men in the family would hunt rats and monsters for survival, while the women would collect any fruits they might encounter nearby.

The land at the bottom of Beijie Mountain is fertile. As long as the men and women in the family are willing to work, they will not starve to death.

But if there are no strong adults in the family, eighty days or so is enough to wear out a large number of people. Even if they receive friendly help from others, they will still freeze to death due to lack of warm clothes and houses.

What's more, these things are what everyone lacks.

A chaotic and huge settlement took shape in the northern part of Beijie Mountain. Because it just faced away from the many demon tribes in the south, it had never encountered any harassment from the demon tribes. However, occasionally there would be groups of unintelligent demon beasts wandering around.

The thousands of warriors who were teleported in with the team were unable to look after millions of people, and the students who had been exposed to martial arts actually acted as guards of civilization.

As a high school that once produced the province's top scholar Jiang Qiu, Outer City No. 8 Middle School occupies a stronghold left behind by the Beijie Mountain Monster Clan and dominates the order of the "outer city".

"Old Zhao, do you think we can still go out?"

Li Ang, dressed in casual clothes, strolled towards the wooden house on the mountainside. His face was gloomy, as if he was a civilized man who was suddenly thrown into primitive society, looking quite embarrassed.

Yes, everyone knew that if Gaoyuan City did not escape from such an attack, they would die.

But now they have escaped to a place where there is no information at all, and those surviving secret realm experts can't explain it. The top domestic officials have not yet opened up the secret realm and taken everyone away.

Millions of people have been separated into dozens of small settlements due to the pressure of management and survival. It is now quite difficult to connect them together, and there is not even a complete map!
"We should be able to get out. Didn't the 'Original Land' send a message a month ago that Gaoyuan City has been defended? Jiang Qiu has forced back the Demon King [Chen] and tens of thousands of great demons. We just need to wait for orders from above."

Zhao Gongzheng pushed up the frame of his glasses on his nose, and with his hands behind his back, he looked at the vast green forest in the distance and the shadows of the distant mountains.

This is a vast world, with a constant flow of spiritual energy flowing down from the top of the mountain. Everyone can still practice here, and the key is that no monsters have been encountered yet.

More importantly, the students found the meaning of practicing martial arts here. They relied on their own strength to hunt fat and juicy monsters, and used force to open up new places for themselves, and they enjoyed it.

The large number of wooden houses densely packed together in the stronghold today were built by the students after they cleared the threat of monsters and leveled the forest.

This stronghold, temporarily named "Outer City", accommodated more than 800,000 refugees. It had crisscrossing wooden houses and simply built markets, and the students contributed a lot.

They are growing.

"How can we receive orders from above? This secret world is different from the previous broken secret worlds. Experts say that there may be no secret fluctuations here that will exclude us."

Li Ang's tone was rough, and the scar on his face looked hideous.

He knew the current situation very well. Those who were first teleported in were all elite families in Gaoyuan City, or organizations headed by powerful people, such as Inner City High School. The best base had been occupied by the Inner City forces headed by Inner City No. 1 High School, named the Initial Area, which was the area where everyone was teleported in. It controlled the population lifeline and was rich in resources. There happened to be a relic-like base nearby with a variety of treasure resources.

The evacuation plan was set up like this, and there was no mistake: the most valuable people would escape first, and they often had close ties with the powerful and the city's top brass.

Now their original land has grown to the size of a small city. It is said that more than five million people have gathered there, looking forward to being teleported back to Xia Country one day.

The Eighth Middle School, which was the first to be transferred from Outer City High School, came in the second month. Due to the reputation of "Jiang Qiu", they were assigned to the current base by the temporary committee formed at the initial location - there are resources, but it is at least 100 kilometers away from the initial location!

Due to the lack of information, no one knows what the current situation is at the initial site. All the warriors in the Dharma Realm are stationed at the initial site, and the strongest warriors in other settlements are only at the Minghun Realm - most of them cannot fly.

"As long as we are alive, we will go back one day," Zhao Gongzheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a strong voice, "If we really can't go back, then we will continue here."

"You are alone, so it's easy for you to say that. My son Juefeng is still in the country!" Li Ang was indignant, his eyebrows frowned: "What continuation or not has nothing to do with me. Now the two people with the highest realm in the Outer City are not just you and me. The directors of other high schools have long wanted to occupy the position of leader of the Outer City. They are superficially friendly to us in the Eighth Middle School because of Jiang Qiu's great influence.

Several of my teachers have noticed that they are secretly trying to win people's hearts by talking about expanding territory, exploring secret worlds, teaching martial arts, and becoming self-reliant in this world.

If we still don’t take action under such circumstances, No. 8 Middle School will exist in name only.”

"So you mean that we should also expand our territory?" Zhao Gongzheng frowned and turned a meaningful look to his colleague who had worked with him for more than ten years: "I thought you wanted to discuss with me about going to the starting point to inquire about the situation."

"Ask about the situation? There's nothing to ask. Three months have passed, and they haven't made any movement." Li Ang narrowed his eyes and swept his right hand across the vast landscape that Zhao Gong had been looking at. "The strong men from the organizations in Gaoyuan City who escaped have gathered at the starting point. They have become the new order here. We can't compete with them. There is no military education department or military department to protect our interests.

But in the ‘outer city’, we must at least ensure the authority of No. 8 Middle School.

Old Zhao, don't forget that our school has produced figures like Jiang Qiu. Because of him, we became the only key high school in the outer city, and he still influences countless citizens from other cities.

You just mentioned that there was news from the original place that it was Jiang Qiu who defended Gaoyuan City. As his alma mater, our No. 8 Middle School deserves corresponding respect and status.

If others don't give us what we deserve, then we will take it ourselves, take the initiative to divide the management area of ​​​​No. 8 Middle School, teach martial arts to the younger generation who believe in Jiang Qiu, and send outstanding students to explore the secret world. "

despair.

Li Ang put his big hand on Zhao Gongzheng's shoulder: "Old Zhao, Gaoyuan City's system is gone, and the only one we can rely on is Jiang Qiu.

If we don’t bind ourselves to Jiang Qiu, where will we go?
If one day we really go back, will the country still let us set up a high school under the name of No. 8 Middle School? At that time, nothing can continue, and the youth you have dedicated to the cause of martial arts education will be in vain.

And I can no longer use my convenient rights to provide effective assistance to Juefeng's growth."

(End of this chapter)