Chapter 350 Zhang Weitian was rejected repeatedly
The majority of players accepted what the three of them said. Zhang Weitian was a little helpless as his second and third uncles always made decisions for him.
But the three of them worked together, and Zhang Weitian alone couldn't defeat them, and he had to do what he wanted because they were his elders.
"Alas..." Zhang Weitian sighed.
He knew what Cui Yuyuan wanted to say, but in his heart he believed that his second uncle and third uncle were not that kind of people.
Zhang Weitian's father is the oldest of three brothers. His parents are already over 50 years old, his second uncle is only two months away from being 50, and his third uncle is a little younger, only 46 this year.
His eldest cousin Zhang Xinlong is seven years older than him. Zhang Weitian also has a biological brother, Zhang Weihao, but he has never met him.
"Xiaotian, don't be misled by that Yuyuan. We are a family. No matter what, my father and Third Uncle will not harm you."
Zhang Xinlong could see the hint of suspicion and dissatisfaction on Zhang Weitian's face.
They immediately came over to comfort the boy. After all, the lord's order was still in Zhang Weitian's hands, and they had to rely on Zhang Weitian to maintain their current power.
Before entering the game, they were all a group of ordinary people, and they still had to see their superiors and bosses for work and other aspects.
But now in this game, after reuniting with Zhang Weitian, because of Zhang Weitian's status as a lord, they can make others beg them to do things.
The feeling of being complimented and praised made these three people extremely indulged, and even addicted to this feeling.
"Yes, yes, I understand." Zhang Weitian didn't know how to respond when he met Zhang Xinlong's eyes.
I couldn't help but blurt out: "If only my brother could come..."
"Yeah, if Wei Hao were here, our chances of survival would be much greater! Haha."
Zhang Xinlong patted Zhang Weitian on the shoulder and his square face broke into a broad smile.
Although he seemed to be smiling brightly, there was a hint of resentment in his eyes.
Zhang Weihao is only two months younger than Zhang Xinlong, but Zhang Weihao is more promising and capable than him.
If that kid were here, he, his father and his third uncle would not be able to control Zhang Weitian!
"It's just that I haven't seen him for such a long time. I hope nothing happens to him."
Zhang Weitian's second uncle and third uncle also came over and surrounded Zhang Weitian, talking to him one after another.
But in reality... deep down, the three of them didn't hope that their nephew/cousin would survive.
"I believe in my brother's ability. I'm sure he can live well in another district."
"Uncle, who are we going to recruit next? The standards don't need to be too high. The main thing is to be hardworking and diligent..."
Zhang Weitian said, and Zhang Xinlong immediately followed up: "You haven't been out in society yet, so it's not easy to tell whether you are a good person or not."
"But Uncle San said that we should sign a one-week labor contract first. If it doesn't work out, we can also reasonably kick him out."
"That's right, Xinlong is right. If you work hard, we can exempt you from some of the gold coins. We won't let you work in vain!"
"Okay, okay, I see there are a lot of talented people in that area, I'll go recruit some of them."
Zhang Weitian did not miss the various novel and practical props in the trading center, even clothes and shoes.
When the two districts were merged, the survival rate of their district was only 39%, which means that the survival rate of the other district was as high as 61%.
This is a very high number, and without the protection of territory, basically all players have brick houses.
Each person has a basement, and at the same time, the drugs in this area circulate very quickly due to the appearance of urticaria.
Zhang Weitian did not forget that the reason why people died in their area was because there were not enough parachutes, and if they were blown up and fell to the ground, they would die.
Secondly, there are no brick houses, and the stone houses cannot cope with the situation at all.
Later, urticaria came suddenly, and not enough calamine spray was produced in time, resulting in large numbers of players dying again.
This kind of thing happens almost every solar term. Zhang Weitian feels that he has done well enough, but there is no way to do better.
However, seeing the lifestyles, levels, and even abilities of the players in this zone told him that his idea of "good enough" was simply conceited.
Zhang Weitian also tried to contact many players, but many of them rejected him.
Of course, the main reason is that those high-quality players he has his eyes on have already been reserved by Shu Lingyi and the others.
Compared to this newly-acquainted lord, other players prefer Shulingyi, a territory "without a lord".
You can even continue to live alone after you have the ability.
That's really cool, isn't it?!
[Brother Tian who loves to eat stir-fried duck]: "Dean, do you want to come to my territory?"
This time, Zhang Weitian set his sights on Dean Zhu. Even though he had been rejected ten times in a row before, he still tirelessly looked for the next candidate.
Although Dean Zhu is quite old, he has a lot of homemade daily necessities (soap, toothpaste, paper towels) to sell.
He could plant some more land and use the unused workbench to help people process some things, so at least it would be no problem for him to meet his life needs.
With the food sold by Shu Lingyi to nourish his body, he felt no different from when he was thirty, now in his forties.
[President Zhu who loves to eat soy milk fish]: "No, no, I have my own place to go."
[Tian Ge who loves to eat stir-fried duck]: "Are there other territories?"
[Dean Zhu who loves to eat soy milk fish]: "Of course! And I know everyone there, so it's more suitable for me to go there."
This reason was quite normal. Zhang Weitian did not think there was anything wrong with it. He was just a little curious: "Who is the lord of that territory?"
[Dean Zhu who loves to eat soy milk fish]: "Territory 001 has no lord. It seems that it was arranged directly by the system. It all depends on the players' self-consciousness."
Zhang Weitian: “???”
The young man looked confused, although he had seen many territories, but a territory without a lord?
He has never heard of it!
Zhang Weitian frowned, not quite believing this: "Are you saying the territory is called 001?"
Dean Zhu also chatted with him very patiently: "Yes, in that, the players themselves surrender or pay gold coins, and if they need anything, they can go to the system store to trade."
[Dean Zhu who loves to eat soy milk fish]: "It feels like there is no lord, and everyone lives a good life."
Zhang Weitian himself did not quite believe the fact that this territory had no lord.
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