Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Just this one method can destroy most of his abilities.

So now, no matter how strong Zhang Yi is, he still habitually takes every step carefully and does things cautiously.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Yi tried every possible way to prepare for the clash with the Master of Burial.

For this reason, he doesn't mind working with the rebels.

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Deep in the Kunlun Mountains.

The vast mountains stretch endlessly for thousands of miles, extending from the westernmost side of the snowy plateau to the eastern side, almost spanning the entire southwest region.

On top of the vast snow-capped mountains, a golden eagle squatted quietly on the peak, scanning the surroundings with its sharp eyes.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, it can see the movements of every blade of grass and every tree.

And in a valley not far away is the rebel camp.

Snowy plateau, rebel camp.

It does take great courage to resist power, and one must also face an extremely difficult living environment.

The rebel camp feels even worse than a refugee camp in peacetime.

The light in the underground cave is dim, and the scarcity of energy forces them to carry out their main activities during the day. At night, no lights are turned on except in the area where the cadres work.

The weapons are basically outdated and worn-out firearms. Occasionally there are advanced equipment snatched from the chieftains' private soldiers, but the quantity is small and can only be provided to foreigners for use.

Most people living here wear dirty and torn cotton-padded jackets and down jackets, and spend their days wrapped in coats and sleeping bags.

But even so, no one showed any complaining attitude.

The reason is simple.

Those who were able to come here and participate in the rebellion against the chieftain's rule were people who could not survive.

Zhuoma rode a tall wolf back to the camp. As she walked along the way, her movements were seen by the golden eagles lurking in the mountains.

At the entrance of the camp, Zhuoma turned over and got off the wolf. With just a look, the tamed beast obediently ran to the side and burrowed into the snow to keep warm.

Zhuoma arrived at the camp and everyone greeted her warmly when they saw her along the way.

Zhuoma responded one by one, but walked inside very quickly.

"Where is the Buddha?"

On the way, she stopped a female soldier and asked.

Among the rebels, the leader Snow Mountain Eagle is called the Son of Buddha.

After all, in the Tantric sect, if you want to mobilize the people to resist the chieftains, you need to use the name of religion.

Buddha's son is a title corresponding to the Lord of the Cemetery.

The female soldier laughed and said, "Sister Zhuoma, the Buddhist is in there treating frostbite for everyone!"

Zhuoma nodded and realized that they were the serfs who had just been rescued a few days ago, as well as several trapped women.

She walked briskly to where people lived.

There are simple tents everywhere in the cave, and the temperature in the underground cave is much warmer than the outside world.

People wrapped themselves in blankets and coats and were reluctant to move around for fear of wasting excess energy.

A tall man in a black robe was walking among the crowd, applying medicine to those who had frostbite.

Zhuoma walked not far from him, but did not disturb him. She just watched him apply medicine on the hands of a teenage girl.

His movements were gentle, as if he was taking care of his own daughter. He applied the cream and spoke comforting words at the same time.

This little girl, who was in a serf camp not long ago and didn't know when she would die, had been looking at him with admiration.

After a while, the Snow Mountain Eagle finally finished its work.

He turned around and looked at Zhuoma, smiling and said, "Zhuoma, you're back? Come on, let's talk over there."

His voice was low and a little tired.

But what concerned people the most was the black mask made of unknown material on his face, which covered his entire face.

Zhuoma accompanied him to the side, and the two of them found a pile of miscellaneous items and sat on it.