Fang Zhou, I'm just a farmer, not Shennong!

From day to night.

When the infected miners were so tired that they almost fell to the ground, as if their legs were not their own, Lu Yuan's voice rang out again.

"We've arrived."

Everyone looked around in confusion, but there was no trace of human habitation except for the endless snowfields and mountains.

Just when everyone was puzzled, they followed the main force to the foot of a hillside and suddenly discovered a camp built entirely of trees.

The location of this camp is extremely tricky, as it is located at the innermost part of the mountain. If we didn't know for sure that there was a camp here, it would be impossible to find it in this vast snowfield.

The bonfire in the center of the camp burned high.

Even from a distance, you can still see people chatting and playing around the campfire. They should be eating something, and you can hear the sound of happy laughter from afar.

"This is the camp of our integration movement."

Lu Yuan said.

The infected people looked at everything in front of them in disbelief. Although it was not luxurious, for them, as long as they had a place to survive, it was enough. What they didn't expect was that there was a "paradise" here.

Because the smiles on people's faces are not fake.

A smile that comes from the heart cannot be forced.

After they actually stepped into the integration movement camp, the rich warmth from the campfire dispelled the coldness in their bodies.

"Let's eat first."

As Lu Yuan spoke, he led the more than 500 people to sit down by the campfire. The compatriots who were responsible for cooking soup and serving rice enthusiastically served these more than 500 people a bowl of fragrant potato soup one after another.

This group of compatriots who were captured and taken to the mine saw such hot food for the first time in such a long time. They held the bowls and chopsticks and took a bite with trembling hands.

Suddenly, the hot soup flowed down the cold esophagus into the stomach, and for a moment, their whole bodies felt warm.

The warm reality dispelled their cold dreams.

Everyone picked up their big bowls and started to eat voraciously. If there was not enough, they could add more. After all, there were so many potatoes in the warehouse that it was totally dazzling.

Talulah did not disturb this group of newly arrived infected compatriots right away, but asked them to finish their potato soup first and digest it on their own and stay quiet for a while.

Lu Yuan, Tallulah, Patriot, Alina, and Frost Star sat around another campfire.

Lu Yuan brought the thick soup that Shuangxing had prepared for her and thanked her with a smile.

"Thank you~"

"You're welcome~ You and your father have been running around all day, thank you for your hard work~"

Frost Star gave Lu Yuan a faint smile.

"This time... what's left behind... is more... than before..."

The Patriot said slowly.

This was not the first time he had done such a thing. Many of his compatriots in the Reunion Movement were rescued by them from the mines. In the past, most infected miners would choose to leave, and only a very small number would choose to stay in the Reunion Movement.

But today, fully half of the infected people have chosen to join the integration movement. It goes without saying that this must have a lot to do with the fact that they distribute food to the infected people who leave.

Lu Yuan pinched his chin and smiled, "So...accumulating food is reasonable in itself. It's easier to convince people by recruiting more people while ensuring your own conditions."

"However, given our surprise attack this time, coupled with the recent loss of three regiments by the Third Army, I estimate that it won't be long before the Third Army launches a major attack."

"Even a cornered dog will leap over the wall, let alone these armies. In their eyes, the Reunion Movement is really no different from the ants on the ground. Now, not only have they lost their troops, but they have also lost their mines. Tsk tsk..."

Everyone nodded.

But it doesn't matter.

Since they have chosen this path, they will no longer be afraid of the Third Army.

Later, Talulah suggested to Lu Yuan that he should gather these infected people in the name of the Civilian Food Association. After all, Lu Yuan had been doing so in the name of the Integration Movement, and Talulah felt a little guilty about it.

However, Lu Yuan was not prepared to do so for the time being.

Because the Minliang Association is still weak now, and in the eyes of many people, the Minliang Association seems to be naturally branded with the mark of Longmen. The current situation is unclear. Entering the game too early in the name of the Minliang Association will not only expose it, but will also bring considerable trouble to Longmen.

Wait until the situation gradually becomes clear.

Minliang will become stronger under the development of Ansuo, and it will be the best choice to join the game at that time.

Lu Yuan and his five companions sat by the campfire and chatted. From time to time, they turned their heads to look at the newly arrived infected people not far away. Seeing them eating the hot potato soup, Lu Yuan felt particularly satisfied.

He felt the same way now as when he first arrived at the Longmen slums. The crops he cultivated could feed the hungry. Although the progress bar for the side quest hadn't risen at all, it was enough to make him happy.

As it was getting late, Lu Yuan returned to the off-road RV after a simple dinner. Compared with the wooden house, the off-road RV was more comfortable.

After Lu Yuan returned to the RV.

As the leader of the Integration Movement, Talulah was responsible for explaining in detail to the more than 500 newly infected compatriots the original intention of the Integration Movement, as well as what they needed to do to join the Integration Movement.

There are two categories in total.

The first is combatants, who join the infected team and undergo military training. Of course, the standards for combatants are relatively high, and not everyone can become one if they want to.

Either they have good physical fitness or they have good talent in Originium skills.

The second category is logistics personnel, which include all daily work such as transportation, handling, cleaning, planting, etc.

As for the Integration Movement, there is not much to offer.

In addition to ensuring everyone's safety, another point is to ensure that no one is hungry and can eat delicious potato soup for every meal, and occasionally there may be dried meat.

When these infected fellows heard the condition stated by Tallulah, their eyes widened.

For this group of infected people who can't remember the last time they had a full meal, the greatest luxury in the world is to have a full meal every day.

.........

Late at night, the Grand Duke of Baikal, who had just enjoyed a bathing service assisted by a sexy maid in his palace villa, had just changed into soft pajamas and was about to drink a glass of fine wine from Victoria 1012 to relieve his anxiety.

suddenly.

There was a knock at the living room door.

Grand Duke Baikal couldn't help but frown. What he hated most was someone disturbing him when he was about to rest.

But he still suppressed the anger in his heart that was about to curse.

Ever since three of his regiments were lost in the frozen soil more than a month ago, the Grand Duke of Baikal has hated the organization called the Integration Movement to the core.

Over the past month, he sent out the most professional reconnaissance team to try to find any trace of this group of infected people. However, the opponent's anti-reconnaissance capabilities were very strong, and they didn't find any trace at all.

and.

Since all the members of the three regiments were frozen to death on the permafrost, not a single bit of information reached the ears of the Grand Duke Baikal, so that his current understanding of this organization called the Integration Movement was close to zero.

"come in..."

Grand Duke Baikal said gloomily.

The door opened and a servant walked in cautiously, asking in a low voice.

"Your Excellency the Duke, General Eraken requests an audience."

"Let him in!"

Then the door opened, and a general with a big, hairy beard, a very burly figure, and wearing a unique Usa military uniform with a small golden flower engraved on his collar walked in.

"Chief!"

When General Eraken met Grand Duke Baikal's unhappy gaze, he immediately lowered his head.

"Are there any traces of that infected organization?"

Grand Duke Baikal asked sharply.

Upon hearing this, the general immediately broke out in a sweat.

"No... Commander, I have another matter to report to you..."

"What happened? I don't want to tell you that your troops were also lost at the hands of that infected organization..."

Grand Duke Baikal said casually.

Then, General Eraken fell silent.

Grand Duke Baikal frowned deeply.

Ah? ? ?

"Captain, this morning, the Minel Mine, located within my jurisdiction, was suddenly attacked by a group of troops!! According to the guards who escaped, they're calling themselves the Reunion Movement!"

The moment Grand Duke Baikal finished speaking, he felt that the temperature in the entire living room dropped a lot in an instant.

He didn't dare to look up at his boss, because even if he used his toes to guess, he could tell that his boss's face must be extremely bad.

“Okay, okay, okay, okay!!”

General Elaken listened to the Grand Duke Baikal's tone as if he was crazy and wanted to laugh. Just as he was about to raise his head, he heard a bang. It was the sound of the coffee table being smashed. At the same time, he heard the Grand Duke Baikal's loud laugh.

"What a Reunion! What an Infected!!"

"A group of infected people actually have the guts to challenge me!!!"

Then, Grand Duke Baikal suddenly stood up, his voice like a lion's roar, deafening.

"Investigate it! Investigate it thoroughly! Dispatch troops around the mines and add more guards to each mine! If these infected dared to come once, they will dare to come a second time!"

"Yes!! I will send someone to investigate right away!! We must find the whereabouts of these infected people!!!"

Done.

General Ellaken no longer dared to stay in the same room with Grand Duke Baikal. He was really afraid that the angry Grand Duke Baikal would use him as a punching bag, so it would be better for him to run away at this time.

After General Eraken left.

Grand Duke Baikal finally couldn't control his temper. He angrily threw the customized mobile phone in his hand to the ground and smashed it to pieces. He also pulled out a customized saber from the wall and slashed wildly in the living room.

The sharp saber left deep cuts on the wall, chopped open the curtains, broke the glass, tore off the carpet, and smashed the TV. All the servants huddled in the corner in fear, not daring to make the slightest sound.

"A bunch of useless things!! Useless things!!!"

The 'Great Rebellion' back then was the only chance for Grand Duke Baikal to seize the Castle of the Holy Steed. As an old noble, Grand Duke Baikal had enjoyed the golden age of Ursus. Therefore, even though he was now exiled to this remote area, his arrogance and pride remained in his heart.

His biggest dream is to capture the Holy Castle and let Ursus regain its glory under his leadership.

Ideals are full of hope, but reality is particularly hard.

Now even the infected organization can shit on his head, which makes the proud Grand Duke Baikal feel incomparable shame.

at last.

When the entire living room was completely messed up by Grand Duke Baikal, the anger in his heart finally dissipated a little. He sat on the sofa angrily, holding a saber. In his heart, he had already thought about what kind of torture and treatment he should use on the leader of the Integration Movement if he was caught.

At this moment, an extreme pressure came from behind the Grand Duke Baikal. He immediately stood up and turned his head suddenly like a cat with its fur standing on end.

The next second, he almost screamed as if he had seen a ghost.

Because behind him, there was a figure standing there at some point.

A 'person' wrapped in a pitch-black uniform, with a special black helmet tool on his head and a large number of tubes inserted into it, stood beside him like a ghost.

Even if it's just standing there.

An inexplicable feeling of oppression put the Grand Duke Baikal under great pressure, and the carpet where the inner guard was standing was turning into black mud at a speed visible to the naked eye. He seemed like the cruelest demon in the world. Just standing there, he aroused the deepest fear in the heart of the Grand Duke Baikal.

"Inner Guard!!!"

Grand Duke Baikal tried to calm himself down, and he spoke out the nightmare in the hearts of many officials and nobles in Ursus with force.

"I have been exiled here. What do the inner guards want from me..."

Grand Duke Baikal tried hard to ask.

The inner guard casually raised his head and placed it on the table next to him. The moment the table touched the inner guard's hand, it was immediately corroded by the dark substance and turned into mud in an instant, like a withered flower, rotting on the ground and turning into black mud.

Neiwei said in his hoarse voice.

"Don't be nervous, Duke Baikal. I'm not here to settle a score with you, but... I need your cooperation..."

Grand Duke Baikal asked immediately.

"Your Majesty's will?"

Neiwei didn't say anything, but his silence said everything.

"Ah...."