Upon learning that Li Ziyu was coming, Zhang Peng and his team rushed there and notified the indigenous people around the Soul Base Station.
When the huge figure of the Undead Fortress appeared, Li Ziyu saw dense crowds of people standing on the top of the main building.
"Welcome the Lord of the Dead!"
"Welcome back!"
A uniform voice rang out, deafening and reaching the sky. It was the sound coming from the mouths of tens of thousands of indigenous people.
Tsk, I'm still a little excited. What should I say at this time? Stand up?
Forget it, they can't hear me talking from here.
This program was probably arranged by Zhang Peng. No wonder everyone likes to be the emperor. It feels really good.
Li Ziyu smiled and shook his head, signaling the Undead Fortress to move closer to the Soul Base Station. Because they had been notified in advance, space had already been cleared for the Undead Fortress to pass through.
The fortress's forward speed slowed down, and it moved forward slowly and steadily and stopped next to the soul base station. Liu Xingxing's treasure-hunting cat fortress and Zhang Peng's moleman fortress were dispatched and linked to the undead fortress.
The crowd slowly dispersed and returned to their tribes. The welcoming ceremony was over, and they still had to continue looking for resources to survive.
Li Ziyu stood on the top of the main building and looked at the crowd below. He had an indescribable wonderful feeling in his heart. Rights, is this the right? These indigenous people have become my people?
"Boss!"
Just as he was sighing with emotion, he heard excited shouts from behind him. It was Liu Xingxing coming over. Li Ziyu turned around and saw that Liu Xingxing, Zhang Peng, Tastuling, Mou Mou and Zhaliki were all there.
Li Ziyu looked at everyone with a smile, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Thank you for your hard work during the time I was in the Wasteland. You did a great job!"
After receiving Li Ziyu's affirmation, everyone smiled.
"Boss, what should we do next?" Zhang Peng asked.
"Go on, we need to clean up this wasteland first. If we want to go to the central area, it must be stable here. We have to leave a way out for ourselves." Li Ziyu said seriously.
"I understand." Zhang Peng nodded in understanding.
We are finally going to expand our territory. I wonder what business opportunities there are in the central area. I feel a little excited just thinking about it.
Zhang Peng and Liu Xingxing both showed excitement on their faces. They were not easy to deal with. They had been living in this wasteland since coming to the other world and had long wanted to leave to see the outside world.
Li Ziyu turned his head and looked at the busy tribesmen below. He suddenly said, "There are so many people gathered here. Are we just going to let them gather like this?"
His words startled everyone. A light flashed in Zhang Peng's eyes, and he quickly asked, "Boss, what do you think?"
Li Ziyu chuckled and said, "I plan to build a city with the Soul Base Station as the center. There are tens of thousands of people here. If I leave it like this, it doesn't feel good. Something will happen."
Things will indeed happen.
With so many indigenous people from different tribes gathered together, everyone had different life philosophies, behaviors, and even customs and social habits, which caused a lot of trouble. Zhang Peng and his people had been acting as peacemakers, which prevented them from erupting into bigger conflicts.
But this is only temporary. Zhang Peng and the others can't stay here forever. What if they leave?
We can't just say that once they leave, the gathering place will be disbanded. Wouldn't that be a waste of effort?
Building a city, building a city managed by the undead to liberate them, this is a good idea.
(End of this chapter)
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