Do the dead ask for a lot? Not much. They are just asked to contribute their own cemeteries and hand over their corpses. As long as they overcome the psychological difficulties, everything will be fine.

After some operations, the wasteland where Li Ziyu was located underwent a huge change... It became peaceful, and those who did not want peace went to see their ancestors.

What surprised Zhang Peng was that some small tribes had already begun to migrate. They arrived around the soul base station, settled in a safe area, and watched over the undead.

The first group of small tribes that migrated were all indigenous people who could not survive and wanted to seek shelter. In fact, they were no different from refugees.

Of course they are also afraid of the undead, but what does it matter? They can't survive whether the undead exist or not, so they might as well take a gamble, just in case they can live a better life.

Facts told them that they won the bet. It was safe around the soul base station, and they even borrowed the power of the undead to hunt.

The hunting method is very simple. Just lure the prey into the alert range of the undead. They will see large groups of undead rushing out, killing all the prey, taking away the bones, and leaving the flesh and blood.

They are responsible for luring the prey, and the undead are responsible for killing the prey. They take the flesh and blood, and the undead take the bones. The division of labor is clear and perfect.

With food, the living environment of the small tribe was immediately improved. They were very surprised, and their hearts settled down. They started a new life, a new life that was better than before.

With such a group of small tribes serving as role models, other small tribes can no longer sit still. They think, "Whatever you can do, I can do too. Why should you live a better life? Is it because you dare to move to the side of the undead? I can do it too!"

More and more small tribes moved towards the soul base station, forming gathering places composed of various tribes and races.

Zhang Peng and his team had an additional new task: they had to manage these tribes.

Many tribes have feuds with each other. They fight as soon as they meet. Fighting is inevitable, and the phenomenon of grabbing resources is also very serious. Zhang Peng and his team have to act as peacemakers and run around everywhere.

Not to mention, the indigenous people of the small tribe will actually listen to their words. After all, these people are messengers of the dead.

Among the many small tribes, the Minotaur Tribe, the Snake Tribe, and the Cat Tribe lived better. After all, they had people to take care of them and they were all from the same ethnic group. They became familiar with each other after a few visits and were called the Three Undead Tribes by the indigenous people of the new gathering place.

As more and more small tribes migrated, gathering places that were no weaker than medium-sized tribes were formed around each soul base station. They had already recognized the undead and were willing to obey their orders. Of course, now was the initial stage of conquest, and it was impossible to let them follow the undead to conquer the world.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

In the wasteland of death, amidst the storm and smoke, a huge black shadow appeared. The Undead Fortress rushed out of the deathland and returned to the wasteland.

During this month, Li Ziyu was very busy. He first deployed a lot of soul base stations in the wasteland. After they were barely enough, he led the Undead Fortress into the deadly wasteland, deployed more soul base stations there, and even went to the opposite border.

The distance from the wasteland where Li Ziyu is to the opposite border is not very close. Even if the Undead Fortress moves in a straight line at its highest speed, it will take a full three days.

Li Ziyu didn't dare to enter the wasteland opposite, which should be the central area. He was afraid that he would never come back, which would be very troublesome. He still had to prepare before going there.

However, this time he entered the Wasteland Death Land and set up a soul base station. It would be more difficult for He Ziping to fight back. He could completely use the information of the soul base station to start a war with He Ziping in the Wasteland Death Land. He could fight in any way he wanted, as long as he would not suffer any loss.

"I'm finally back!" Li Ziyu said with emotion as he looked at the familiar wasteland.

Wandering in the wasteland for nearly twenty days was very agonizing for him. Now that he had the mobile fortress, he didn't have to worry about getting hurt, but he was still mentally tortured.

It was truly desolate, almost like a desert. All I saw every day was endless yellow earth. Whenever the wind blew, a storm would form, and then the sky would be filled with dust. I couldn't see anything, and even the sun in the sky would be blocked.

No one can stand staying in such an environment for twenty days.

Although the wasteland is also desolate, it is much better than the dead land. At least there are vegetation, animals, insects and birds here.

There are also soul base stations near the border, but there are fewer tribes gathered here. The environment here is more severe and the resources are more scarce. Instead of surviving here, it is better to move to the center.

Li Ziyu passed by the soul base station and occasionally saw one or two tribes gathered around the base station. He didn't pay much attention to them and drove straight past.

The huge figure of the Undead Fortress made the tribesmen tremble with fear, but they relaxed when they found that the other party ignored them and drove straight past them.

The Undead Fortress moved forward all the way to the center of the wasteland. When Li Ziyu was in the dead land of the wasteland, he often communicated with Zhang Peng, and there was also a soul base station, which allowed him to grasp the movements of the tribes in the wasteland.

He knew that the area around a soul base station at the wasteland headquarters had developed very well and had gathered tens of thousands of indigenous people, including two medium-sized tribes and dozens of small tribes. Li Ziyu planned to go and take a look. He was very interested in this situation.

Li Ziyu knew in his heart that a short month was not enough to change the image of the dead in the minds of the indigenous people, so he notified Zhang Peng and others in advance and asked them to be prepared and not wait until he arrived to cause panic.

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