Led by several survivors, everyone still came to what they called "home". This is the worst level 1 gathering place on the border. In fact, there are many such gathering places in the "border" area. Most of them are places where humans gathered in panic to avoid disasters at the beginning of the catastrophe. However, when the catastrophe passed and the world gradually recovered and stabilized, these people found that they were almost as if they were trapped in this narrow area, just like they were fleeing to an isolated island in the sea to avoid storms.

Generally, most of these gathering places have insufficient transportation, and are rarely popular, and are not very suitable for planting crops and raising livestock. After the initial disaster, people either choose to venture to other gathering places to look for opportunities, or they can only stay here helplessly and desperately, waiting for the last person to die, or be destroyed by bandits, mutants and various wasteland monsters, and finally turn into a pile of wasteland.

In Feiren's view, the gathering place in front of him was like a dying old man, with only a few breaths left. The entire gathering place was built with a sharp wooden stick, and the entire gathering place looked similar to the open-air camp of the Boy Scouts. Apart from the wooden houses in the middle, he was even poor enough to barely build a few houses with the worn-out canvas.

And what role can such a house play on the earth where there is no sun for twenty-four hours a day? Naturally, we can't tell what kind of role it can be done on the earth, which is "dark and sunless" for twenty-four hours a day.

It is conceivable what kind of sensation it will cause when Faren and others come to this gathering place.

"This is………"

Looking at the simple buildings ahead, which were just like the primitive society, the elf girl was completely stunned. Although she already knew that most of the gathering places looked no different from slums, she could not even reach the level of slums. Only in one sentence can we describe how desolate this place is - is this where people live?!

"Who!"

At this moment, with a loud shout, everyone saw a man wearing linoleum poking his head out from the post behind the wall. He held a machine gun that seemed to be a little old and looked at Faren and others vigilantly. After seeing the man, a few survivors shouted at him happily. Seeing the survivors, the man couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled excitedly and joyfully. Then he reached out and patted the button beside him. Soon, the heavy door panel originally used as a gate fell down like this, opening the path to the gathering place.

The elf girl watched the wasteland residents rush into the gathering place happily, hugged the people who walked out of the room with a few people who heard the sound, and both sides said something. The eyes of those people looking at Feilun, the elf girl and others relaxed a little. Soon, a man who looked like the leader walked up to them. He first glanced at the girls standing not far away, then looked at Feilun and lowered his gun.

"I have heard from my people about the specific situation. Outsiders, thank you very much for helping you in times of danger. I didn't expect that they were attacked by mutant monsters... Thank God, my wife and children are safe..."

"No need to thank me. This is what I should do. I serve the people and do good deeds without leaving a name. If you have to know my name, then I will tell you that my name is Lei Feng."

"Hello...Mr. Lei Feng."

Hearing Feilun's answer, the man was obviously a little stunned. He frowned slightly, and then took a few steps back vigilantly. Not to mention anything else, as the ruler of a gathering place, he was not as good as Feilun. With the clean and tidy windbreaker, the overall momentum he showed made him unable to resist.

"May I ask... are you travel merchants?"

The man gritted his teeth, then looked away from Feren's face that was enough to curse all men, and turned his eyes to the Harmony behind him. When Feren shrugged when he heard the man's inquiry.

"Absolutely, what's the matter?"

"So, do you have any food to exchange?"

Hearing Feiron's answer, the man's eyes suddenly became brighter. He widened his eyes and looked at Feiron in front of him with rapid breathing. Feiron's mouth slightly raised, and a smile of unknown significance appeared, and then he answered slowly.

"If there are enough and equally valuable items, we will certainly trade. But... I think you are also very clear that food is always the most expensive item in this land. And here... I'm sorry, I don't think you have enough items to exchange for."

"I can exchange them!"

While speaking, the man excitedly reached out and pointed to the woman who had finally returned to the gathering place not far away, as well as her two children.

"Mr. Lei Feng! I'm willing to exchange them for food!"

"Are you crazy?"

Looking at the scene in front of her, the elf girl had completely entered a stunned mode. She had never expected that the man who had just reunited with her wife and children would change hands and sell them again? What rhythm is this? What is the development? Why did things become like this?

"How can you do this?"

"I can only do this, Miss."

Hearing the elf girl's questioning, the man sighed deeply.

"I think you can see that this is just a first-level gathering place. There are only less than twenty people left here, including me. We have nowhere to go and we cannot go to other places. The weather has been getting colder and colder recently, and almost all the crops we used to grow have been completely harvested. It can be said that for us, there is no enough food to meet our needs now... Therefore............."

Speaking of this, the man seemed to have made up some determination and raised his head and stared at Feiren.

"I hope to use them as bargaining chips for trading in exchange for some food. This is our last solution. Whether you want them to be slaves or something else, there is no problem. They are all obedient, well-behaved and docile. As long as you train them, you will definitely become a good slave. Please! Mr. Lei Feng!"

"this……………"

Hearing this, the elf girl had no idea what to say. She stared blankly at the gathering place not far away and was excited about being able to come back alive, and then looked at the man in front of her. She had a long mouth, but couldn't say a word.

On the contrary, Feilun seemed quite leisurely and calm. Facing the scene in front of him, he first reached out and took out a cigarette from his arms and put it in his mouth, then lit it, took a light, and then answered.

"Sorry, we don't do slave trading business because it's too troublesome and there are many things."

"How could it be..."

Hearing Feiren's answer, the man showed a desperate expression. He gritted his teeth and hesitated for a moment before suddenly raising his head again.

"Then, then, at least, please take those two children away, even if you throw them to another gathering place..."

"Wait, isn't that your child?"

At this time, the elf girl finally couldn't help but interrupt the man's request.

"Why do you want to give your children to others?"

Hearing this, the man smiled bitterly and looked at the elf girl beside him.

"It's very simple. This lady... is about to destroy our gathering place."
Chapter completed!