The next morning, the group continued on the road.

Along the way, Yuan Qingzhou saw the traces left by various artillery fires, and also saw the Wei River, which was even more terrifying than Wei Feng.

It is clearly a clean and clear river, but after being drunk, it will turn into a strong acid-like corrosive substance, causing people to die in great pain, and finally fall into the river and become part of the strange river.

The survivors she brought were also reduced by two more times because of this strange river.

Such existence makes many people dare not approach any river in the wild, and dare not fetch water in the wild at will.

When the convoy passed through the ruins of Dingbao City, it was strangely followed by several obviously scrapped vehicles. There were no drivers on the vehicle, but they were following them all the time. They accelerated, and the vehicles also accelerated. They stopped, and the cars also stopped.

Finally, Yuan Qingzhou released the evil food and swallowed all the cars, and then it became purified.

There was no danger along the way. Under the protection of Yuan Qingzhou, the big guy, the group finally drove into Xishan at 3 pm.

This place is mostly a mountain plateau covered with loess, with a barren area and few mutant plants. Zhao Zhen guided the way and led everyone to drive southwest for an hour.

Two mountains were sandwiched together, and a clearly cleared main road went deep into the valley ahead. The convoy stopped on the side of the road and did not continue to move forward.

"This is the largest survivor camp closest to Diwu City. It turned out to be a prison. After the first disaster, a group of unforgivable people gathered. Later, the unfamous Major General Yuan, who was not famous at the time, rushed in and cleared the prison and liberated the trapped survivors."

"Major General Yuan?" Yuan Qingzhou asked curiously.

Along the way, Yuan Qingzhou never told Zhao Zhen her name, and Ma Lu only called her Xiaozhou. Zhao Zhen always thought that Yuan Qingzhou's surname was Zhou.

Zhao Zhen looked at Yuan Qingzhou in confusion, "It's Major General Yuan Qingzhou, don't you even know her?"

Yuan Qingzhou touched his nose, "I know a little, continue talking."

"Anyway, this is a place suitable for refuge. It has changed hands several times in the end of the world but has not reached a scale. Now the one who manages this place is the Jindao Zhou family, a family force in Xishan. I didn't know much about it before. I only heard that before the disaster, the Jindao Zhou family was a very famous family in Xishan, but..."

Zhao Zhen glanced at Yuan Qingzhou, and Yuan Qingzhou tilted his head in confusion.

Zhao Zhen felt that Yuan Qingzhou should not be a member of the Zhou family. He took a breath and continued: "The management of the Zhou family is very chaotic now. Because of the scarcity of survival resources, this camp is like a feudal slave society. The people of the Zhou family are the local emperors. I only stayed for one day at that time and felt very uncomfortable, so I walked with a few people."

Yuan Qingzhou nodded, "Thank you, if you don't want to go to this camp, you can drive away this car with your reward."

In any case, Yuan Qingzhou had to go in and take a look. Perhaps he could collect more information about the official Cangwu Federation here.

As long as you can figure out the situation of another Chu Lingnan, the main world's counterattack on the mirror world can accelerate a lot. She believes that as long as the master can come, he will be able to quickly form an army and recover lost territory.

After getting off the bus, Ma Lu helped Yuan Qingzhou convey Yuan Qingzhou's meaning to the survivors, and distributed three days of water and food to everyone, as well as a material remuneration promised before.

Those people already knew Yuan Qingzhou's attitude, and they obediently received their rewards and left with great gratitude.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and it would get dark before seven o'clock. The fields were deserted, and most people had no other choice but to go to the valley camp first.

However, Yuan Qingzhou found that there were still a few people who were unwilling to go to the valley camp, so he chose to go with Zhao Zhen, and they were all women.

Zhao Zhen did not refuse, and the six people crowded in a car and rushed in the opposite direction.

Yuan Qingzhou did not rush into the valley, but asked his tail to drive the two trucks away from the main road, found a relatively hidden place, and let Shi Xie dig a big hole on the ground, burying all the things in the truck.

Only a backpack of water and food and a few valuable pieces of materials were left, as well as three millstone-sized carapace fragments tied with straw ropes and placed aside.

After filling the soil, just as Yuan Qingzhou was thinking about how to make the renovated soil here look like before, the pink kettle she slung across her body shook.

Only then did Yuan Qingzhou remember that he had collected a pool of mud. She opened the lid of the kettle and released the mud. The mud seemed to understand what she wanted to do, and it poured onto the refurbished soil and slowly sank.

After a moment, the water of the refurbished soil was sucked dry and became hard, and cracks appeared, exactly the same as the surrounding land.

The mud surged out of the cracked crack and turned into a small clay man standing there with his head tilted. Although he had no facial features, Yuan Qingzhou felt like he was being watched.

"Looking at your softness, I will call you Xiaoruan from now on, come back."

After giving the mud a hasty name, Yuan Qingzhou used a kettle to refurbish the soft soft fur.

Finally, let the Shixie pick up the truck and hide it in a deep ditch. These things are her startup capital in the mirror world. After she figures out the transaction methods, prices and specialties here, she will use a safe way to replace these things with available resources.

Yuan Qingzhou also changed his outfit, leaving only a demon knife, a revolver, sleeve arrow and arm shield on his body, and all the others were put into Xuanwu Book with his waist bag for easy access.

She was covered with a black facial scarf, wearing a pair of windproof glasses, and the hat of the black windproof suit was pulled up. The wind scattered all over yellow sand. She carried the bag and carried the three pieces of carapace, and walked towards the valley in the afterglow of dusk.

Yuan Qingzhou, who was black from head to toe, was only the kettle cross-body around her waist, and it made her look a little more cute.

...

A small country in Eastern Europe, deep in the military base.

Qingluan stood in front of the thick alloy gate wearing a camouflage combat uniform that was the same as the local army, surrounded by guards who were quietly knocked down by her.

Behind the door is the wormhole leading to the mirror world. Qingluan takes the instrument in the exit pocket and connects the lock on the door. Strange words flash out of the instrument immediately and begins to crack the door lock and the protective spell on the door.

At this time, Qingluan's communication device sounded. She glanced out of the door and took out the communication device to open it. It was Chen Xiang who sent her a piece of information.

[gregory Gregory, male, was brought back to Devaloca at the age of seven, and became the disciple of the former pope at the age of thirteen...]

Qingluan carefully read every word on the information and remembered it carefully. According to this information, the former Pope's disciple had died. Like the former Pope, they all died of accidents, and the time of death was shortly after her teacher had just ascended the throne.

But at the end of the information, Chen Xiang said that she suspected that Gregory was not dead. She checked the death record and cremation record. Although everything was perfect and had no loopholes, she always felt that it was too perfect.

Qingluan turned back to the first page and looked at the photo of Gregory when he was eighteen years old. He had orange curly hair, wheat skin color, freckles on his face, and a pair of blue eyes that looked like crystals.

If she hadn't seen the gender column that said the man was written, she wouldn't be able to see his gender, and she always felt like a boy and a girl.

After so many years, if he was still alive, he was over thirty years old, and there were many ways to change his appearance, Qingluan didn't know how to find this person.

Didi!

laugh---

A large amount of air was discharged, and the thick alloy door slowly opened.

Qingluan quickly replied to Chen Xiang. After thinking about it, she sent a message to Jun Moxi stating that she was going to the mirror world. Then she put away the communicator and walked into the door that had not been completely opened without hesitation.
Chapter completed!