The refugees were all stunned at first. Although it was not the first time they had seen something created out of thin air, they were still stunned.

Immediately, the crowd erupted in irrepressible ecstasy and excitement.

Because there are obviously more materials today than yesterday, which means there is plenty of work to do and there is no need to worry about not getting any points.

Leila's cold voice sounded, "Be quiet and listen to my instructions."

Everyone shut their mouths again, afraid of angering the immortal, and turned around to take their things away.

“Today’s task is to pack one hundred of these granules into each bottle, no more and no less.

“After packing, put it into the paper box without any extra wrinkles. Pay attention to hand cleanliness and don’t dirty the paper box.

"You can form a team of several people and divide the work. Don't let someone who can't even count a hundred take the first step. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Finally, Leila pointed at the big sack and smiled grimly:

"Don't play tricks on me. The number of bottles, cartons and the things in the bags is just right. If you can't make up the number... all of you will bear the responsibility together."

Everyone was startled and looked at the people around them seriously.

After Leila left, they worked hard, but their hearts were full of doubts.

This mysterious steel fortress has prepared so many identical things. What is its purpose?

If the goods were to be sold, why have we never seen any vehicles or caravans coming to take the goods away?

These things, which are smaller than rice grains, look like black sand when gathered together. Do immortals really know how many grains are in them?

Although I couldn't figure it out, fortunately, the reward was clear.

The more you work, the more you earn, and the work can be converted into copper coins based on the amount completed on the same day.

They can then buy food on the platform, or even anything else they need to help them resettle.

It is this idea that supports them to work hard.

In the crowd, a boy who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old was packing things quickly while looking at the appearance of the boxes and bottles thoughtfully.

He was the person who opened the shopping platform in front of Gu Xingyan yesterday.

After the immortal left, in addition to working, he has been studying the platform and believes that he is the one who knows the platform best among all the refugees.

A vague idea gradually became clear in his mind: these packages were printed with the patterns on the platform, which showed that they were goods for sale.

Since there is no vehicle to transport it out, it means that the immortals have other channels, such as... the sky?

So, the buyer in the sky is also a fairy who owns the crystal?

The boy's eyes flickered, and he quickly lowered his head and continued working.

A few days passed quickly.

Gu Xingyan walked out of the park again, and the scene at the temporary relief point surprised her a little.

The refugees who were originally gathered sparsely have now formed a simple settlement of some size on the outskirts of the park.

After this period of observation and limited contact, the refugees seem to have figured out some of the "tempers" of the park.

Although these mysterious "immortals" always have cold faces and each possesses strange "magic spells", they have no intention of driving away the refugees.

On the contrary, they also provided job opportunities, although not many, which were enough to exchange for basic survival supplies.

The instinct for survival eventually overwhelmed the fear of the unknown and the fatigue brought by the long-distance migration.

The refugees began to use local materials.

They used whatever they could find - tattered pieces of cloth, dry branches, and even some discarded packaging materials they collected while doing odd jobs.

Eventually, shacks were built.

Containers are good, but there are only five of them. Once some family units have the idea of ​​settling down, they don’t want to squeeze in with others.

Moreover, judging from the amount of temporary work and the number of containers, it can be seen that the park is not willing to keep supporting them forever.

After all, they have to be self-reliant.

These crooked and crude dwellings made of various materials have stubbornly taken root around the cold and huge logistics park.

The desolate land seemed to have a faint but persistent vitality.

Just as Gu Xingyan was looking at the new settlement, a figure moved quietly among the crowd.

It was the child who was thinking secretly in the crowd a few days ago. His name was Amu and he was an orphan.

His sharp eyes caught the appearance of Gu Xingyan.

He remembered this woman. When she stood next to the always cold red-haired fairy (Lila) a few days ago, the attitude of the people around her was obviously more respectful.

This person is probably a more important figure among the "immortals".

When he saw Gu Xingyan walking slowly towards Leila, as if asking something, he knew that his chance had come!

Amu took a deep breath, pushed through the crowd around him, and walked forward quickly.

He did not rush towards Gu Xingyan directly, but stopped in front of Leila, but made sure that his voice could be heard by Gu Xingyan next to him.

"Lord Lai!" Amu's voice was hoarse due to his voice change, and it sounded as unpleasant as sawing wood, so he didn't dare to speak too loudly.

This degree is too difficult to control.

Leila looked at the boy who suddenly appeared with a little surprise, "What's wrong?"

Amu bowed slightly and said sincerely: "Lady Leila, I...I want to take some people away from here."

Leila wanted to say that she had no problem with whether everyone stayed or left.

Amu then said, "I want to go around and see if there are other refugees like us.

“I can teach them to buy things using the platform!”

Leila was indeed surprised by this sudden proposal. She didn't expect that there would be such a sharp-minded child among the refugees.

She looked at Gu Xingyan.

Gu Xingyan showed obvious appreciation on her face, but did not respond to Leila immediately. Instead, she said gently, "What's your name?"

"Your Excellency, my name is Amu." The young man straightened his slightly hunched back, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Amu," Gu Xingyan nodded, "Your idea is very bold. How do you plan to find people? It's so big out there, and the refugees are scattered everywhere. It's dangerous to search aimlessly."

Amu seemed to be well prepared and answered immediately: "I know some places where refugees may gather, such as abandoned villages and near water sources.

"Besides, we can follow some old trade routes and leave marks."

"Most importantly," Amu added, "we can buy weapons to protect ourselves and food from the platform. As long as we keep our copper coins on the platform, we don't have to worry about being robbed."

Gu Xingyan asked again: "Then how do you protect the crystal?"

Amu said frankly: "I have weapons, and I can also use resources to exchange for more helpers. If this doesn't work, then I will bear the risks myself."

Gu Xingyan's admiration in his eyes became stronger, and he asked him, "What do you want?"

Amu knelt down suddenly and said, "I beg the immortal to take me in. I will serve you like a cow or a horse. I will do anything for you!"

However, before his knees touched the ground, they were stopped by an invisible force.

Gu Xingyan turned to Leila and said slowly, "Leila, provide Amu with some necessary support, and you will be responsible for following up on this matter."


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