Under the leadership of Xia Zhiban and Huan Haisha, Dugu Fu and his party successfully met the manager of the Guardian Alliance Base.

This is also a girl, with a simple name called Xiaolu. She wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, a well-fitted shirt, jacket, skirt, and full of O-dress and temperament.

However, through this outfit, Dugu Fu could see at a glance that the mature, capable and generous manners are real, but eight points are pretending...

Confident and appropriate responses cannot conceal the panic deep in her heart.

According to Xia Zhiban and Huan Haisha, Xiaolu is the only second-level evolver in the base.

The second-level evolver in the Resident Evil world is equivalent to the master of the Republic of China, which means she has two opportunities to evolve.

The first time she strengthened her basic physique, she chose speed like Xia Zhiban and Huan Haisha; the second time she strengthened her ability, she chose... healing ability. It should have been the top combat power in this plane, but she became a healer.

Of course, the following are not introduced by Xia Zhiban and Huan Haisha, but Dugu Fu saw through his awakening eyes.

But...not only this deer is like this, but most of the celestial girls in the entire base are like this.

He is good at treating and rescue, and lacks melee or long-range skills with the ability to attack. I am afraid that this professional combination will be unreasonable, which is also one of the reasons why their base is currently in a difficult situation.

In theory, healing mm is definitely very popular in the game, but if someone deliberately makes things difficult for them, there is really no good way to treat without combat effectiveness.

The two sides sat down and exchanged greetings for a while. They were all polite and polite, and if there was no practical meaning, a few people successfully got the remaining supplies on the three people who were hung back, and even the vacancies were filled.

According to everyone's agreement, Dugu Fu said tactfully that it was an accident halfway and it had something to do with them. Since most of the most valuable compressed viruses have been recovered, they don't have to pay for other losses.

But Xiaolu firmly disagrees and says that business belongs to business and friendship belongs to friendship. Just by exposing the losses in this way, it will affect their credibility in this industry...

In the end, I still compensated. I compensated all those who can. I owe it to those who have no goods for the time being. Wait for the future.

Just like that, Dugu Fu and others took the goods and said goodbye helplessly.

It was getting late at this time, so Xiaolu asked someone to arrange a room for dinner and rest.

Seeing the four people's backs coming out of the room, Xia Zhi couldn't help but ask: "Sister Lu, everyone said they didn't want it anymore. Why do we insist on paying? The funds have not been able to turn over recently. If the situation does not improve, we may... we can't hold on."

"Yes, sister." Huan Haisha also spoke next to her, worried, "I think they are sincere. Just think we made up for the vacancies as we counted. Then they donated a batch of supplies to us? It's not that they haven't seen them before."

Xiaolu shook her head cautiously: "You know that people eat short mouths and people's hands are short? What you see on the surface is not necessarily true. Recently, many people have made up their minds... want to drive us away and occupy this place. The more you are at this time, the more you should be careful. It is better to live a little more difficult than let the enemy grasp the flaws."

"Tonight, arrange them in an old place. Make sure that at least two groups of people are staring at them at any time to prevent them from making small moves. In addition, let the night patrol team cheer up and pay attention to where they live."

"Well..." Thinking about it carefully, Xiaolu was right, Xia Zhiban and Huan Haisha nodded and went down. After a few steps, they suddenly turned around: "Sister Lu, everything has not been smooth in the past few days... How many days can our inventory last?"

Xiaolu waved her hand with a smile: "Don't worry. We have a compressed food factory here and a purified water source. At most, everyone eats less and drinks less, and there will be no trouble."

"Oh." Xia Zhiban and Huan Haisha nodded, and left with peace of mind.

Looking at the backs of the two, Xiaolu's smile turned into a bitter smile: "There are indeed food factories and water purification sources, but making food requires raw materials, and purifying water sources requires electricity... Now raw materials are becoming increasingly difficult to obtain, and the power share of the power grid has been deliberately diluted, and the power supply at the base has been unstable..."

He looked up at the sky and was confused: "Sister, where are you? Why did there suddenly no news... I haven't contacted us for so long? Are you... No matter where you are, bless our base and my plan can go smoothly."

So that's it. Dugu Fu understood after cutting off the connection between the microphone and the mobile phone secretly stuck in the room.

Thinking of the last sorrowful sigh of Xiaolu, Dugu Fu felt heavy in his heart: the current dilemma would fall into it, and it seemed that there was an inescapable connection with his own capture of Qingyun Biyue.

I have to... do something for the people of the Guardian League, and for the npcs they protect.

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"I really didn't expect that there were such people in the heavenly beings..." Guo Xingxing sighed quietly in Dugu Fu's arms.

Their arranged residence is right next to the residential building. Along the way, they are filled with pictures of heaven and man living in harmony with NPC. NPC's gratitude to heaven and man mm comes from the heart, and Heaven and man mm is also humble and hardworking towards NPC.

Such a scene has never been seen by Guo Xingxing, a master of the Republic of China, and he can't even imagine it.

The original deep hatred for the gods disappeared without realizing it, and thousands of words turned into one sentence: "It seems that no matter who you are, there are always good and bad ones."

Dugu Fu was silent. That's because these people are from the Guardian Alliance. Compared with the huge number of players, they are a minority after all.

If you want to help them, where should you start?

Funds? I have money now. I earn a huge amount of money after selling the Royal Salute. But... I can't stand the spending of so many people even if I have money.

He observed carefully and found that the base was not big, and even the NPCs in heaven and man had at least tens of thousands of people. Even if it was the most basic consumption, people ate and chewed by horses, it would not take long to see that they had millions of people.

The key is that buying food requires transportation. The refresh of food materials in the Resident Evil World is basically fixed. The purchase volume is large, and it is easy to say that those with a distance are close. The price is not just about things, and the freight rate may account for a larger proportion.

It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish? They may not be able to catch them by using the personnel, strength and points of the Guardian Alliance base, which teaches them how to fish and hunt?

The key is, it shouldn't be like this? This is unscientific.

The rest of the base are all the elderly, young, sick and disabled... Since the elderly, young and disabled are here, those young and strong NPCs with combatants are more capable of running here? Where have they been?

To maintain the operation of the base, the key is to have someone to use. Otherwise, just pointing at the heavenly beings and people to do their best is neither a perfect match nor a long-term solution.

Slowly rubbing his jaws and pondered, Dugu Fu stood up and walked to the window...

The doomsday virus and the power of traditional Chinese medicine in the body are fighting, constantly strengthening his body.

Someone was following outside the window and found that he came to the window. In an instant, several eyes turned around.

Dugu Fu was not surprised and waved to the opposite side through the window: "Old man, old man, please ask you something." The person who was greeted was a weak old man in his fifties and sixties. At the moment of awakening, Dugu Fu could see clearly that this person was internal injuries caused by damage to the internal organs of his body.

"What's the matter?" The old man came over and took the cigarette handed over by Dugu Fu. His smile became even stronger. "You young man, you are very polite. Just ask if you have any questions."

Dugu Fu pondered for a moment and spoke: "Uncle, I want to ask, why can't I see young people at this base?"

The old man's expression suddenly dimmed, he lit the cigarette silently, took several sips, and said in embarrassment: "This matter is really hard to say." He looked at Dugu Fu, "Young Master, do you want to stay here?"

Dugu Fu shook his head: "I am passing by and I'm a little curious, so I ask."
Chapter completed!