In the end of the world, we will form a team with the country, and we will not be tired with the red

The loss of contact between Doyle and Kawakami Daisho caused panic among everyone on the ship.

The people who didn't believe in evil sent out another team of mercenaries, this time the number of people was twice as many as last time.

The cameras were on throughout the entire process, as they wanted to see what on earth could withstand such heavy firepower.

Just as they were concentrating on examining the bracelet, a layer of black worms was slowly covering the bottom of their boat.

The cargo ships surrounding the giant cruise ship bore the brunt of the attack and were quickly captured under the cover of night.

After the black worm sucked the opponent's blood, it lay dormant comfortably in the opponent's warm body.

Before dawn, they quickly return to the dark sea and fall asleep, but their bodies are slowly undergoing fission and reproduction.

When everyone on the main ship discovered the abnormality, they only saw swollen corpses emitting a foul odor.

Unknown dangers are the most frightening and devastating.

The mercenaries who landed did not dare to move forward halfway.

It's unusual because the surroundings are so quiet.

How is it possible that there is not even a trace of mutant animals?

But the employer, with red eyes, told them to keep going, saying they must get the fuel as soon as possible and leave this horrible place, otherwise no one could leave.

There are wolves in front and tigers behind them, and there is no turning back.

Seeing that the mercenary was still hesitating, he had no choice but to tell him what happened on the other ships.

"We have to find fuel, quickly! Otherwise, none of us can escape."

The helpless mercenaries could only grit their teeth and move forward quickly.

Since there are no mutant beasts, we should go and come back quickly, completely let go of our defenses and rush straight in.

But what they had to face from the beginning to the end was not mutant beasts, but even more terrifying contaminated alien plants.

It is conceivable that their endings are already predetermined.

Looking at the completely black screen, everyone on the ship fell into deep fear.

We must leave here, even drifting on the sea is better than this horrible place.

The giant ship finally left the terrifying black area before the last bit of reserve fuel ran out.

"They've retreated, Captain, they've retreated." The sailor looked at the black creatures peeling off the bottom of the ship with joy, dancing with joy.

This good news was undoubtedly a shot in the arm, causing everyone on the boat to dance with joy and cry together.

But for those who do many evil things, how can it be so easy to bear the karmic debt?

During the days floating on the sea, I felt decadent and hopeless, and numb every day like a walking corpse.

The wanton squandering of survival supplies made the conflicts on the ship even more extreme.

……

"Report, the target has deviated from the destination, requesting instructions." The soldier in charge of monitoring immediately reported the abnormal situation.

The person in charge stepped forward and looked coldly at the motionless target point.

As if he had expected such an outcome, he patted the monitoring guy's shoulder with a light expression on his face.

"Aim at a point, keep the target fixed, and one shot is enough."

The young man was so happy that he stood up, straightened his chest and shouted excitedly.

"Yes, I promise to complete the mission."

The missile reserved for them was still sent out.

Looking at the light spot disappearing on the monitoring screen, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

The air I breathe feels instantly fresher.

The mutant frogmen who successfully escaped from control thought in their simple minds that they had escaped danger.

But when they left the black sea, they found that they were feeling more and more suffocated.

The instinct of survival made them quickly jump back into the black sea.

If you can't land on land, then leave here and swim to the deep sea.

But a strange thing happened. Not long after crossing the dividing line, that familiar feeling of suffocation appeared again.

So a large number of mutant frogmen turned around and returned to their original positions.

Standing within the dividing line, looking at the clear blue sea, there was confusion and despair in his eyes, and finally numbness and silence.

Is the Black Sea, the only safe harbor for them to survive?

The answer is no, this is a farm for polluted alien plants and a food supply area.

Can't leave, can't live, the final outcome is deathly silence.

……

As the days go by, the harvest season for Ningke's territory arrives.

Early in the morning, Ning Ke's good friends arrived outside the territory to report in.

Ning Ke's authority has been opened, and everyone walked in, laughing and chatting with each other.

As he walked, he looked with envy at the lush mutant crops in the fields.

When they were ready to enter the rice harvesting area, they all stopped.

Someone raised their wristband and after Ning Ke's consent, they took a picture of the scene in front of them and uploaded it directly.

The tall, sturdy, golden rice seedlings had rice grains the size of an adult's fist, each one plump and heavy, hanging on the slightly bent rice stalks.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but shed tears. Grandpa Yuan's dream of "enjoying the coolness under the rice plants" came true.

Dream of enjoying the coolness under the wheat

Qian Anan was wearing light pink overalls, a white top, and a small light pink sun hat on her head. She happily ran from the edge of the field into the field and came into the camera of the photographer.

The little girl's clean and bright smile seems to be able to heal everything, and her laughter warms people's hearts.

"Mom and Dad, come quickly."

Qian Hao and Ding Yuxiu smiled at each other when they heard this, and then crossed the ditch and entered the camera: the strong and steady father, the beautiful and gentle mother, and the quirky little girl.

The expressions of the family of three were natural and warm, and the little girl's bell-like laughter echoed throughout the field.

Everyone just watched silently, no one said anything, and no one rushed to take pictures, just wanting to preserve the beauty of this moment intact.

It was not until the man put away the bracelet and stopped filming that everyone seemed to wake up from their dream.

"Come on, let's start dividing the work." Grandma Guan clapped her hands and drew everyone's attention.

The furry animals were tied up with bandages and were waiting obediently at the edge of the field to be transported to the drying yard for the grain.

The older aunts were spreading the clothes in the drying yard. Lanlan was strong, so Ning Ke left her there to help.

She herself is responsible for the most tiring work. After the rice grains are harvested, the rice stalks in the field need to be cut with a sickle and then tied into strong bundles.

While others used sickles, Ning Ke would just pull them out with his hands, uprooting them by the roots.

When the stronger ones saw her operation, they followed her example, put down their sickles, and started to move forward.

Ning Ke collected bundles of rice stalks into the space, and the fields were cleared at an extremely fast speed.

This made everyone feel particularly accomplished, and the speed was only getting faster and not slower.

"Brother Qian, you guys go ahead and do your thing. I'm going to kill the pig and cook."

Ning Ke stood up, wiped the sweat off his face, and said to Qian Hao beside him.

"Okay, let Yuxiu call two people to help you. We'll take care of this."

Ding Yuxiu, who was not far away, wiped the sweat off her forehead when she heard this, put down the backpack on her back, turned around and called a few aunts to follow Ning Ke and leave together.

The rest of the people took over their work and continued to work, chatting while doing it. Time passed quickly and it was not tiring.