"Boss, do you think Lin Yue is being unnecessarily worried?"
On the city wall, You Siyuan, holding an MP5 Submachine Gun, looked into the distance through the telescope.
Although he wanted to see further and clearer, the eight-ter-high city wall provided enough advantage, but no matter how he looked, the surroundings were almost all covered with blood-red wild grass.
The wild grass swayed gently with the wind, their bases already incredibly dry, making one feel like the slightest spark could turn this whole grassland into a sea of fire.
He put down the telescope, still muttering to himself.
Originally, the weather was quite cold.
He tightened the cotton coat he was wearing and couldn’t help but exhale a puff of white breath.
This cotton coat was the bottom-line goods they stumbled upon in a cotton clothing factory in the Secret Realm, and later, after bringing them back to the Otherworld, several elder sisters in the Refugee Village used fabric and cotton to redesign the cotton clothes, allowing them to wear such outfits.
Compared to the other Survivors in the Refugee Village, You Siyuan felt they were living a godly life, arguably the best group outside Lin Yue’s Shelter.
In this impending quadruple disaster, the so-called "oxidation" kept lowering the temperature of this Otherworld, while the subsequent "drought" made these once crazily growing wild grasses gradually wither.
As for the "insect plague," You Siyuan felt that although there were quite a few insects recently, they had not reached the level of a "flood."
Maybe it’s not ti yet?
As for the sandstorm...
"Pfft, pfft!" Zheng Jingzhi yawned beside him, and a gust of wind blew a cloud of sand into his mouth. Old Zheng spat twice to get the sand out.
"Leader, I think we should put aside Lily Kalahao for now and get everyone a mask and goggles to wear. This sand is too annoying." Cheng Jianfei said, patting the sand off his head, nearly driven crazy by the occasional sandstorm of unknown origin.
Fei Yue didn’t speak.
He occasionally picked up the telescope, looking into the distance.
This desert wasn’t like this before, but after this disaster, it beca covered with strange wild grass that could grow four to five ters tall almost everywhere.
Lin Yue had said that hiding a large army here would be incredibly easy.
Whether it be Lizardn, beggars, those Survivors, or Lily Kalahao’s troops, even Secret Realm Beasts could burst from these grasses to threaten this Refugee Village.
Therefore, he stationed a hundred troops on each wall, with thirty of them holding MP5 Submachine Guns or G3 Assault Rifles, and the remaining seventy wielding modified Alloy Repeating Crossbows.
Of course, to prevent surprise attacks, a 1.5-ter-high single wall with shooting holes was set in front of the city wall. They even equipped everyone with Celestial Dragon Armor and Celestial Dragon Battle Helts, holding giant Thick Alloy Shields to prevent Lizardn’s explosive attacks.
Furthermore, fearing a shortage of bullets, Fei Yue issued each person an M19 Pistol as a backup.
As for new mbers, he wasn’t generous enough to arm them as thoroughly. Fei Yue knew it was nearly impossible for them to earn his trust or for him to earn theirs within a few days.
So, Fei Yue recalled everyone from outside, fortifying the defenses both inside and out.
Lily Kalahao’s subordinates had infiltrated them, and he couldn’t identify them at the mont, so Fei Yue prepared the most comprehensive defense possible.
Currently, nearly a hundred ters outside the outer wall had been cleared of grass and covered with stones, ensuring the Refugee Village wouldn’t be affected even if a fire broke out on the grassland.
You could say, Fei Yue had pushed his capabilities to the limit.
And all this was taught directly by Lin Yue or derived from observing Lin Yue and analyzing so successful cases from the world channel.
"Lin Yue isn’t being unnecessarily worried." Fei Yue finally spoke, and the few people around looked at him.
"When Lin Yue first ntioned it, I thought the sa as you, but now I really believe if I were Lily Kalahao, I would also choose to strike at this ti." Fei Yue said, patting You Siyuan on the shoulder.
"Seriously, Boss, are you kidding?" You Siyuan didn’t quite understand and looked back at the others, who were either in contemplation or as bewildered as him.
"What’s kidding? Aren’t you guys all legends in shooting? How co you’re no match for in brains?" Fei Yue chuckled, "Think about it. It’s about 40 hours until the disaster starts, so what are the typical Refugee Villages doing?"
"Leader, usually those like us who’ve prepared, they’re likely desperately finding ways to withstand the disaster, having all Survivors frantically search for resources in the Secret Realm, or working hard to repair the Shelter. They hardly have the leisure to care about potential threats from other Refugee Villages... Is this what you an?" Zheng Jingzhi suddenly understood sothing and asked.
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