After Han Dong entered the Zhoushan Secret Realm, he had been carefully exploring the world rules here. Just like the world behind the Nightmare Gate, Zhoushan Secret Realm said to be a secret realm, but in fact it is a brand new world.

If you are not familiar with the rules of the world, you can easily make some low-level mistakes and cause yourself to die. Although you are in the secret realm of Zhoushan and have the existence of a bone token, you can leave here at any time, not as strict as the world behind the Nightmare Gate, but this time Han Dong finally entered here, so he naturally didn't want to leave just like this.

The two sat on the bank of the river and waited patiently. After contacting for so long, Centaurs Madruson did not realize that Han Dong was not from this world. He was still excitedly explaining the situation of the survivor camp to Han Dong, hoping that Han Dong could stay.

Although Han Dong's strength was not seen with his own eyes, Han Dong's strength was no doubt that Han Dong's strength was lacking in powerful people like Han Dong.

"Brother Han, if you want to survive in this area, fighting alone is not possible. Only when we unite can we resist the invasion of the undead..." Centaurus Madruson swallowed a mouthful of dried meat and said, "I have seen many relatives and friends with my own eyes, who were arrested by the undead, and eventually fell into undead creatures. Today, the undead centaur who chased me may still know him when he was alive. Such tragedies happen every day, so we survivors should unite and fight them together..."

Han Dong tried to bite the jerky handed over by Drewson. The jerky was very tough and should not be an ordinary beast. Moreover, after being specially smoked and roasted, it was eaten in his mouth. Although it was a bit difficult to swallow, the taste was unexpectedly good.

"I am just a traveler, looking for the legendary Temple of Qiming. It is impossible to stay in one place for too long..." Han Dong shook his head and rejected Drewson's kindness.

Drewson shrugged his shoulders and stopped persuading Han Dong. He didn't care about Han Dong's refusal to stay. He turned the subject and began to complain that there were too many undead creatures in this area and that they were gradually compressing their living space.

Han Dong's mind flashed, and he suddenly felt that the reason why the survivor camp on the other side of the river existed was not because they were so powerful, but because the undead creatures in this area did not want to rush to destroy them.

After all, undead creatures cannot appear out of thin air. Before they are transformed into undead, they are all living creatures. Perhaps in the eyes of undead creatures, the camp in front of them is the cradle that nurtures their companions.

"Are there many camps like yours in this area?" Han Dong asked casually.

"It's okay, there are more than a dozen gathering places around, but our survivor camp is the most powerful of all gathering places!" Centaurs Madruson said with some smugness.

Han Dong nodded, and became more and more certain in his heart. A gathering place like the survivor camp in front of him was very likely to be a breeding farm specially raised by the undead, providing new companions for the undead. Perhaps one day, the centaurs Madruson next to him would be captured by the undead and become a boned centaurs similar to the previous one.

The two waited on the river bank for more than an hour, and it was finally dawning and a dilapidated wooden boat rowed over from the other side.

The boater was a goblin. Judging from the wrinkles on his face, the goblin was already very old. Seeing the centaurus Madruson, the goblin cracked his mouth and laughed.

"Hahaha, Drewson, my child, I didn't expect you to come back alive. Duke bet last night that you must have been captured by the undead. If I had known, I should have gambled with him."

After saying that, the goblin looked at Han Dong, unlike the first time he met a centaur, the elderly goblin in front of him looked at Han Dong with a look of vigilance, looking up and down like a knife.

"It seems that Drewson, you have made new friends outside, and you are also a human friend!" The goblin showed a bright smile on his face, but the vigilance in his eyes never disappeared.

"Haha, old Hilton, this is my human friend Han Dong. Tell you that he is a powerful spiritual master. He hunted a terrifying undead creature alone, and saved my life. Otherwise, that disgusting werewolf might make a lot of money this time!" Centauri Madruson laughed.

The werewolf he mentioned was Duke in the mouth of the goblin Hilton, and was the bartender at the only bar in the Survivor Camp. His relationship with Centauri Madruson was not very good.

"This is really good news. No new people have joined in our camp for a long time." Goblin Hilton's eyes lit up, and his face was filled with a smile. "This time I cross the river, I won't accept your money as a gift to welcome the new people."

Han Dong and the centaur jumped onto the wooden boat. The goblin Hilton supported the bamboo pole that was at least five times taller than him and pushed it hard. The wooden boat immediately left the river bank and swam towards the other side. This trip seemed to be specially brought to pick them up.

"As long as it is the first time a newcomer comes to the survivor camp, he will not charge money even if he crosses the river." Drewson whispered in Han Dong's ear: "Don't be fooled by old Hilton. All goblins will regard money as more important than life. I even suspect that the sound of their blood flowing is the sound of gold coins hitting."

Han Dong smiled slightly and didn't say anything. He realized that the elderly goblin in front of him was actually a high-level Wei Guang Realm powerhouse. Although he looked like he was about to enter the coffin, if he really wanted to fight, the three Drewsen tied together, he would probably not be his opponent.

The two quickly crossed the river. After Drewson said goodbye to the goblins, he took Han Dong toward the survivor camp.

Looking at the backs of the two, the old goblin Hilton took out an old communicator from the locker on the deck, opened it and whispered a few words, reporting the news that Drewson brought a newcomer back.

Under the leadership of Drewson, Han Dong soon came to the vicinity of the Survivor Camp and said it was a camp, but in fact it had been built into a small city.

Han Dong squinted his eyes and looked at the city carefully. From the outside, the city's defense work was done very well. The tall walls looked very thick. The entrance and exit were not the city gates, but a hexagonal bastion. From the dense shooting ports on the surface of the bastion, it can be seen that it is much more difficult to break through the bastion than to break through the city wall. Once a war broke out, the area in front of the bastion was the most serious casualties and the area that was most difficult to break through.

In addition to the earth cannons discovered by Han Dong before, there are many powerful mechanisms like rockfall traps on the city walls. Han Dong even saw a heavy machine gun on each side of the castle. Relying on the defense of the castle, once these two heavy machine guns are activated, the metal storm caused can definitely shoot and kill a lot of enemies.

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Chapter completed!