Every once in a while, settlements on the Ursus Icefield disappear, merge with other settlements, merge into similar towns, or break up into two settlements.

Commonplace.

But if everyone in the settlement was killed, that's another matter.

Zhou Jinru listened to the two Victorians' introduction to Londinium in a serious manner. According to his understanding, they were basically the same, and the differences could be classified as changes that had occurred in the past ten years.

These are all true.

"You two, do you plan to go back to the nearby city directly, or continue the adventure on the ice field? Anyway, I am planning to go back."

Zhou Jinru was laughing, looking completely unguarded.

"My companions and I are not willing to be defeated by the wilderness and will continue our journey after finding new supplies."

The truth.

Looks like he's looking for something.

This place is desolate for dozens of kilometers back, and the only settlement has become a dead place. Normal adventurers would go crazy and go into the snow-covered mountains.

Peter stood up with difficulty and lit a cigarette for himself: "We can reach the next settlement if we walk for another day. As far as I know, there are quite a few people there, enough to go to an ordinary small town, and we can exchange for a lot of good things. I hope

There is the ice crystal fruit I want."

Ice crystal fruit is a berry of a plant that grows in the tundra. It tastes astringent at first and then sweet. It is often used as an additive in wine making to give it different flavors. Many Ursans people like it very much.

This sentence sounds okay, but in Zhou Jinru's ears, the ice crystal fruit represents Peter's intention to give up this business trip and plan to return to the nearby mobile city as soon as he reaches the next settlement.

Strictly speaking, settlements cannot be counted as villages or towns. There is a large flow of people and they may disappear at any time. There are no Usas officials stationed there, so they cannot become administrative jurisdiction areas.

It is precisely because of this that many desperate people choose to live in settlements. Zhou Jinru knows that in a few years, communities of infected people will gradually replace this model.

…

Seeing that the sun was about to set below the horizon, the caravan chose to camp on the spot. The people sitting by the campfire had different thoughts in their hearts.

Peter's addiction to smoking became even greater. The pack of cigarettes in his hand was shriveled, with only two or three left.

"Cough cough cough, huh."

He coughed several times, spit into the fire, looked at the unlit cigarette between his fingers, sighed silently, and stuffed it back into his pocket.

The middle-aged man looked up at the homeless doctor who was concentrating on drinking water, and said softly: "Get some rest early, we have to go on the road tomorrow."

No one responded.

It wasn't until Peter stood up and walked away that Zhou Jinru slowly opened his eyes and stared at the slightly fat back.

"I'm going to make it easier."

He said casually, and then walked towards the small woods on the roadside. The two Victorians sat aside and just glanced at them.

Zhou Jinru, who had his back turned to everyone, reached out and pressed his cotton hat, hiding his face in the dark. At the same time, his emotional perception quickly unfolded and spread deep into the woods.

"One, two... it's a bit much, I just knew..."

The two Victorians said they were lost. This was true, but it did not tell the whole story. They were not the only ones who were lost. There were more people following the caravan. The caravan’s clerks and guards were just a few people.

Ordinary people with experience are nothing compared to rigorously trained combatants, and almost no one notices that there is a team behind them.

After Zhou Jinru was finished, he naturally went back to rest, thinking that those people hiding in the woods would probably not let go of the next settlement, and would most likely kill the caravan as well, in order to hide their presence from others.

What are these victorious victorians in Ursus looking for?

Suddenly, Zhou Jinru's expression froze, and he thought of a possibility...

Could it be that their purpose is the same as mine...

No way……

During the Great Fire of Londinium in 1098, Zhou Jinru once saw a file in the regent's laboratory and sent a team of agents to the Ursus Icefield to find and kill the white deer Alina in the redemption plan, but

In the end, it failed, all the agents were killed, and Alina disappeared...

Could it be that this is the group of people you are talking about?!

What a coincidence, they collided together?!

Thinking of this, Zhou Jinru no longer felt sleepy and hurriedly went to find Peter.

The latter was hiding in the tent and preparing to sleep. When he saw the wandering doctor coming, he quickly asked: "What happened?"

"Mr. Peter, is tomorrow's settlement the base camp of a large armed organization?!"

Zhou Jinru's words made Peter alert, and he whispered: "Why do you ask this?"

"Is it an integrated sport?"

"……yes."

now it's right.

Even if they are not the headquarters of the integration movement, this group of Victorians intends to kill everyone who knows about it. Their actions are inherently highly dangerous, and Ursus officials will intervene at any time. After all, no sovereign country can allow personnel from other countries to enter their own country.

Indiscriminate killing.

Therefore, their actions have always been kept secret, so secretive that even the guide was killed, and even got lost in the mountain woods.

Since we didn't know where the headquarters of the integration movement was, we could only search within a vague range. Naturally, no one was spared, and all settlements were killed regardless of whether they were targets or not.

Zhou Jinru looked serious: "When can we arrive tomorrow?"

"It will be noon tomorrow, or soon morning, depending on the weather conditions and whether there will be any accidents."

Peter was startled and asked quickly: "What's going on? There's something wrong with those two people?"

"Yes, and the problem is big. I just went to the woods for convenience, and I accidentally discovered a lot of people hiding inside. They must be a group. Mr. Peter, I hope I can delay my arrival until tomorrow afternoon. I can delay it for one more minute.

You are in less danger."

Peter's face was slapped hard. He had many ways to delay his trip. His life was at stake and he couldn't afford to be careless.

"Will there be an accident?"

"Yes, I can't guarantee that everyone in the caravan will survive tomorrow."

It has been almost a month since we separated from the Integration Movement. I believe that Tallulah, Patriot and others have returned to the base camp to recuperate, and the supplies they brought back can make the old, weak, women and children live more comfortably.

Why choose to arrive in the evening?

The days in the Ursus Icefield are very short. It is very likely that Tallulah and others went out to work very early, came back before dark, and dealt with it outside at noon. In other words, in the evening, it was the rush hour for work, and all the cadres gathered.

Preparing to rest in the camp means that the strength is relatively concentrated.

As for whether cadres will take people out again, Zhou Jinru thinks it is unlikely, because Long Nu has just made a lot of money. Although there was a setback in the process, overall it is good. She is also a noble and not so diligent.
Chapter completed!