"What a nice view..."

Fu Xiyao was also deeply shocked by the dreamlike scene before her.

Her eyes sparkled with surprise and delight.

"Could this thing scare away strange beasts?"

Li Yu looked up at the sky with a face full of curiosity, her heart filled with doubt.

He really didn't understand what practical purpose there was in launching these colorful things into the sky.

Filled with excitement, everyone rushed towards the direction where the fireworks exploded.

The surrounding buildings appeared and disappeared in the dazzling light of the fireworks.

"What is that? It's taller than the walls of the shelter!"

"It's a building! I've seen it in books."

Even the Wang family members from the safe zone were acting like country bumpkins, excitedly pointing ahead and shouting.

Wang Qinshui looked up and realized that what had been shining was just a signal light on the roof of the tallest building.

He was filled with emotion, never expecting that one day they would be able to see the scenes described in the book with their own eyes.

The fireworks illuminated the buildings below, and Li Yu finally saw the outlines of the tall buildings in the distance.

Looking at the building, which was even taller than the shelter walls, Li Yu felt a sense of unreality.

How could such a tall building have been constructed? This was beyond his imagination.

As the group quickened their pace, the distance to the building continued to shrink until a sturdy gate suddenly blocked their path.

The soldiers at the gate seemed to have spotted the migrating group long ago, and they were not surprised by the approach of the crowd.

Only after the crowd had completely stopped at the gate did the foreman in charge of the gate slowly walk over.

He glanced at the crowd with disdain, adopting a condescending attitude, and shouted loudly at them:

"Who are these people? Where did they come from?"

Wang Lijian hurriedly stepped forward and repeated his previous statement: "We came from the Wangjiaqiu security zone in Xirong Mountain."

After taking notes, the group leader went around to the back of the safe zone and walked towards the refugees.

He could tell that although the crowd had come together, it was clearly two completely different groups.

"And you? Where are you from?"

The team leader looked at the group of ragged, miserable refugees with a hint of disgust.

"We are refugees..."

The refugee in front was about to speak when he suddenly seemed to remember something important, immediately shut his mouth, and turned to look at Ma Yuanbai.

The other refugees around also looked at Ma Yuanbai.

After all, they had already joined Ma Yuanbai's team, so Ma Yuanbai was naturally their leader.

When questioned, they certainly wouldn't have a chance to speak.

Moreover, Ma Yuanbai had clearly told them beforehand that they should no longer refer to themselves as refugees or displaced persons.

Under the unanimous gaze of the refugees, Ma Yuanbai calmly walked out of the line.

As Ma Yuanbai approached the team leader, he was about to speak when he caught a glimpse of Li Yu standing beside the group.

A sudden inspiration struck him, and he instantly changed his words before they could be uttered:

“We are the Wanderers’ Alliance from Xirong Mountain, and I am the vice leader, Ma Yuanbai.”

Ma Yuanbai's voice was calm, but a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

“That’s our leader, Li Yu.” Ma Yuanbai said, pointing to Li Yu riding a horse not far away.

The team leader raised an eyebrow slightly. These people were probably starving to death, yet they still dared to call themselves an alliance.

After quickly finishing his notes, he turned to look in the direction Ma Yuanbai was pointing, seemingly searching for the leader of the alliance.

Li Yu was riding his horse, so his figure was naturally much taller than the refugees around him.

He was wearing a raincoat, holding a bow and arrow, and had Fu Xiyao in his arms.

Coupled with the unique energy and aura of an Awakened One, Li Yu stood out among the refugees, and the team leader spotted him immediately.

Looking at Li Yu, who was clearly much stronger than the refugees, the team leader nodded silently, thinking to himself:

'As expected of the alliance leader, riding a horse while holding a woman, completely disregarding the lives of his men.'

'He's a ruthless character.'

Thinking of this, the team leader lowered his head and added a few more strokes to the record of Alliance Leader Li Yu.

"Registration is complete. You can wait here for now." With that, the team leader turned and left.

Hearing Ma Yuanbai say that Li Yu was the leader of the alliance.

The surrounding refugees all stared wide-eyed, their mouths slightly agape, their faces filled with astonishment.

Despite the shock, no one dared to speak.

Li Yu was also stunned after hearing this. How did he suddenly become the leader of the alliance? Did Ma Yuanbai want to use him?

He didn't even know the name of the alliance that Ma Yuanbai had established.

Li Yu turned to look at Ma Yuanbai, a hint of doubt in her eyes, as if she wanted Ma Yuanbai to give her a reasonable explanation.

Ma Yuanbai also noticed Li Yu's questioning gaze. He did not respond, but instead smiled and bowed slightly to Li Yu, his attitude extremely humble.

He looked as if he had been wholeheartedly helping Li Yu with her work.

The refugees witnessed Ma Yuanbai bowing.

All the refugees suppressed their inner excitement.

The powerful alliance leader Li Yu, and the vice alliance leader Ma Yuanbai in charge of logistics.

The new alliance they joined had both strength and resources.

The refugees seemed to see hope for the future, and this was the first time they had truly internalized the term "Wanderers' Alliance."

Once the group leader returned to the gate, the refugees immediately began to whisper among themselves.

No one would have imagined that the real leader of their new team, which they joined, would be Li Yu.

All the refugees were kept in the dark.

"Li Yu is the true leader of the alliance!"

"That's true strategic planning."

"We didn't notice it for so long."

"Truly worthy of being the leader of the alliance."

The refugees' eyes lingered between Li Yu and Ma Yuanbai, and their hushed discussions gradually turned into open admiration.

The team leader returned to the gate and reported the situation to those inside via communication equipment.

Inside the high-rise buildings of Qingcheng.

The communications soldier looked hurried and gently knocked on the office door.

"Enter."

A middle-aged man spoke in a calm tone.

He stood upright by the window, dressed in a long blue robe, gazing intently at the dazzling fireworks outside.

"Lord, the power is about to be completely cut off; it won't last more than a few days."

As soon as he entered, the communications soldier began to report anxiously.

"knew."

The city lord simply responded calmly, his face showing no emotion whatsoever.

The communications soldier continued to report: "Several thousand people claiming to be from Xirong Mountain have just arrived outside the city. Based on preliminary speculation, they may be refugees."

"Good thing they came; so many people have arrived at this crucial moment."

The Lord of Qingcheng suddenly burst into laughter, and his laughter seemed to contain some unknown profound meaning.

"This is truly a stroke of luck!"