Don't Starve, my pickaxe can be upgraded

Chapter 98 Sense of Belonging

"Strange words..."

Chen Ye thought for a moment and said, "If there's anything strange, it's probably that sentence. The person who was trading with us said, 'The Prophet is sincere,' and 'Mind your own business.' I didn't understand those two sentences at the time."

She was confused before, but now she finally understood what that person meant. It must be that the senior leaders of Hongluo Camp discovered the appearance of Lord Liu Hen and were frightened.

This made her even more awed by Liu Hen.

Because she already knew that there were monsters behind the Hongluo Camp, just like behind the Tonglong Camp.

However, the monsters in Hongluo Camp were so afraid of Lord Liu Hen that they were frightened and compromised as soon as they sensed Lord Liu Hen approaching.

"prophet?"

This name made Liu Hen think deeply. He suspected that the ability of the demon behind the Hongluo Camp might be inclined towards predictive ability.

Coming back to his senses, he looked at the three spider cars.

This type of spider car is not automatic, but requires human driving. The three modified humans manipulate the joysticks quite skillfully, allowing the three spider cars to move forward steadily in the mountains.

"Have you ever driven a car like this before?" he asked the latest modified person to drive.

"Yes, my lord."

The cyborg replied respectfully, "In the past, Green Cloud City was repeatedly invaded by demons, and wars were frequent. Fortifications had to be built every few months, and many people drove this type of car."

Perhaps it is because in their opinion, the operation of this type of car does not require much technical skills.

However, after careful observation, Liu Hen found that the operation of this spider car was much more complicated than that of an excavator. There were eight joysticks alone, in addition to several buttons.

Come to think of it, each of the eight mechanical legs has three joints, and there is also a cargo box. If you want it to move smoothly in the mountains, it must be very flexible.

"Were there many cars like this in Green Xia City in the past?"

Liu Hen suddenly thought of something: "Can anyone among you build this kind of car?"

The cyborg said awkwardly, "Your Excellency thinks too highly of us. War slaves are merely consumables. They have no chance of learning how to build spider cars. The price of secretly learning is high, and anyone who violates the rules will be executed."

That's really a pity.

Hong Ming's methods were so violent that he was no different from a tyrant.

No wonder Green Cloud City was destroyed. Even if there were many war slaves, there probably wouldn't be many who were willing to fight to the death.

"By the way, do you know how many people there are in Green Cloud City?" he asked the cyborg in front of him again.

"population……"

The cyborg before him thought for a moment, "I've never done a thorough calculation. Back then, I was trying to memorize the rules for survival. But I did hear someone say, '30,000 war slaves, to feed 700 sarcomas.' Perhaps that person was referring to the population of Green Cloud City."

Thirty thousand war slaves, to support seven hundred sarcomas?
Liu Hen glanced sideways, but Green Xia City was already a thing of the past, so he naturally would not bother himself to find out who said this. He was more concerned about the former population of Green Xia City.

"Does this mean that besides the war slaves, there are 700 people living off the land?"

It is definitely impossible that all of those 700 people are high-level officials. There must be servants who are played with by the high-level officials, such as Zhang Mianmian and other Yinghua.

Even if we estimate it at the maximum number... Green Cloud City's population at its peak was probably only around 50,000.

"It's not that many. Hongming has been developing for forty years, and the population is only this small?"

Is it because the system is inadequate, or are there too many dangers on the surface and too much consumption?
"What does Luxia City usually fight against? Demons?" he asked again.

"Most of the time I'm fighting demons."

The cyborg in front of him replied respectfully, "Besides demons, we occasionally encounter demonic waves and fight them. Demonic waves are extremely terrifying to other wastelanders, but they are actually much easier to fight than demons. Those monsters have no reason and only rush forward recklessly. A round of bombardment with hot weapons will leave not much left. Even powerful demons will be dealt with by the masters above."

Liu Hen agreed with this point very much. He also believed that the demon tide was not as terrifying as the monsters.

Of course, it depends on the situation.

"By the way, we also fight other small forces every few years."

The cyborg spoke again, "Occasionally, some people will refuse to obey the rule of Green Cloud City and form their own factions, hoping to become independent. These small factions are also on the list of those to be attacked."

"Is the purpose to break up those small forces or to destroy them?" Liu Hen asked.

"Neither. Once they are defeated, they will be captured and used as war slaves or sent to the camps of Yinghua and others." The cyborg replied.

His tone was quite natural.

However, Liu Hen could imagine that under such a rule, there would probably be many people who hated Hong Ming?
That guy, calling him a tyrant is a bit of an exaggeration.

but--

If you think about it carefully, it is very likely that Hong Ming also came from the wilderness. He was just lucky enough to awaken his special powers and had never learned any governance methods.

Under normal circumstances, if an ordinary barbarian suddenly gained the power to control the fate of others, he would probably do something similar to Hong Ming, enjoying himself first.

Next, Liu Hen asked some details, such as whether there was a school in Lvxia City, whether these modified humans could read, etc.

The cyborg before him was completely bewildered, not even knowing what a school was. As for learning to read, it was simply unbelievable.

"Almost all war slaves are illiterate, but except for the war slaves, everyone else seems to know some words." The modified man finally gave this answer.

Except for the war slaves, everyone else knows a few words, right?

Does it include Yinghua?

"Perhaps I should ask Zhang Mianmian about the contents of the note first, so as not to be fooled."

In addition, there is Tong Kun from the Bronze Dragon Camp. That guy should also be able to read.

Seeing that he could not get any more useful information, Liu Hen jumped onto the spider cart, took out the pickaxe and collected the flint on it.

It is safer to collect this precious material into a space backpack.

"Sir..." The cyborg operating the spider car subconsciously slowed down.

"Go on and leave me alone."

Liu Hen kept waving the pickaxe, collecting pieces of flint, leaving behind piles of slag.

However, these flints are very fine and there are few large pieces, so he can only collect them in small pieces.

Even if only small pieces can be collected, the speed is very fast. The spider car's load is reduced rapidly, and the speed of travel is significantly increased.

During the trip, they came across an open-pit iron ore mine and Liu Hen got off the car to collect some large pieces of iron ore.

He didn't collect too much, just enough to fill ten space grids, a total of two thousand large pieces of iron ore.

However, this behavior left Chen Ye and the other modified humans stunned.

Because the open-pit mine quickly turned into a huge pit right before their eyes, it felt like Lord Liu Hen was like a gluttonous beast, gnawing at the ground wherever he passed.

After all, two thousand pieces of iron ore are two thousand cubic meters. If they are laid flat together, they can flatten a large area, and if they are piled together, they can form a small hill.

This little episode gave this group of people a deeper understanding of the abilities of their Lord Liu Hen.

"There shouldn't be any shortage of iron ore in the short term."

Liu Hen was satisfied. If the capacity of his space backpack was not limited, he would have wanted to collect more.

Because this area is full of iron ore veins with huge reserves.

Back on the spider cart, the team continued on their journey and he continued to collect flint.

However, because the space backpack contained too many other things and the small pieces of materials took up too much space, it didn't take long for the space backpack to be full.

"One hundred grids still doesn't seem to be enough."

This thought flashed through his mind.

The team continued to move forward. Occasionally they encountered some monsters, but he didn't need to take action. Those transformed humans easily wiped them out.

He would only take action if he encountered a six-armed monster that even Chen Ye could not deal with.

Finally, after seven or eight hours, it was already late at night when the team approached the campfire camp and could see the fire from afar.

"Coming!"

"Great, everyone, speed up! We'll be able to enjoy hot food again soon!"

Everyone showed visibly happy expressions, including Chen Ye.

Although they have not been members of this emerging force for long, they have already developed a sense of belonging here.

Not only because you can eat your fill in this place, but also because the environment here is very comfortable.

And the most important thing is that here, all of them have channels for advancement and opportunities to gain greater strength and higher status.

Seeing the changes in these people's expressions, Liu Hen smiled. It seemed that what he did was still meaningful.

Finally, the team returned to the campfire camp.

Chang Xin personally brought people out to greet them, and when she saw Liu Hen was also in the team, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can you read?" Liu Hen's first sentence after seeing her made her stunned.

"I've never learned it." Chang Xin shook her head.

The main reason is that they don’t have the opportunity to learn to read and write, and the people in the wilderness simply don’t have that channel.

"Then I'll go find Hong Ming and Zhang Mianmian and ask them to dump all the flint at the city gate. I'll come collect it later."

Liu Hen left a few words and quickly left.

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