Seven Hundred and Five Isolated Islands

Within a few days, in the scenic area with only more than 6,000 people, Fatty's experts came up with countless plans. Some people want to build the scenic area into an extremely large base, focusing on the development of military forces. <щww.suimeng.lā

There are also people who want to build the scenic spot into a forest kingdom, and set up various institutions in the forest. Some people propose to take a short rest here, and then go north to occupy other people's cities.

The fat man has a lot of capable people in his hands. Those old people who look at their seventies and eighties all have to rely on others to run forward when they are fleeing. Now if they are pulled out randomly, they are so-and-so experts, and they are not The kind that catches the name, but the one that really has two brushes.

In the end, all the plans were rejected, because no matter what kind of plan, it is very unrealistic for the survivors who are only 6000+. Their current reality is like an isolated island in the ocean of mutant animals. There is also a powerful Golden Gate base watching, waiting to free up their hands, and slap them out.

Only one plan was finally passed. The experts planned to build a classroom to teach children to read and write. Almost everyone nodded their heads on this point. Seeing the fighters and knowledge at the Golden Gate base, it is the only way to become powerful.

Wood-type supernatural beings also began to plan fertile land, and planted all the botanical gardens that used to grow flowers with food, rice and vegetables, so that the stomachs of 6,000+ people were fully protected.

Gradually, everyone has surplus food that is wasted. In addition to making wine for Wu Simiao, it is also used to make noodles, pizza, and cakes... The food is getting more and more abundant, and everyone has gradually grown some meat. Compared with the other survivors, these people in the scenic area are extra fleshy.

Of course, the attraction to mutated animals and zombies must be greater.

The news about the Jinmen base in the north has not stopped yet.

In the beginning, because of the migration of 6,000+ people, the messengers at the Kinmen base were in vain several times, coupled with the sudden change of the topography, the place that should have been a city turned into a mountain forest, which scared the people at the Kinmen base to watch. It's been a long time.

Later, the Golden Gate Base dispatched a fighter plane to search for survivors, and finally found the footprints of human survivors in that S-shaped scenic spot.

The fighter planes were buzzing in the sky, and the fighters on the ground, holding a binoculars, sat at the door of their own room, looking up at the sky, with a piece of dogtail grass in their mouths.

The doll was lying on the floor made of wooden boards, holding a crayon in her hand, and was scribbling a blueprint.

An Ran came out of the stone house with a plate of watermelon, Zhan Lian put down the binoculars in his hand, pointed at the fighter plane in the sky, and said bitterly:

"I really hate this mosquito. Sooner or later, I will shoot it down."

"Dad~~~"

On the side, the doll quickly dropped the crayon, crawled over and snatched the telescope from Zhan Lian's hand, hugged it in her arms and studied it, her little finger was picking at the lens, with an expression of seriousness.

An Ran heard Zhan Lian swearing in her ears, and watched the doll in harm's way, ignored the two people, and just put the watermelon in her hand on the stone table beside her, with infinite peace in her heart, chatting with Zhan Lian,

"You are not busy these days. Help me loosen the soil in front of me. I want to find more varieties and grow more flowers."