Ark: I adopted Seria at the beginning

At night, Tallulah drove two trucks back to the camp loaded with loot.

Everyone cheered the leader's return.

At the same time, the entire camp felt like celebrating the New Year. The bonfire party started, and various delicacies appeared in Huang Cheng as if they were free of charge.

There were even a few more wild beasts in the camp.

They all grew so fat and strong that they could feed the entire camp for two weeks.

As for these beasts that are as fat as pigs, naturally they cannot be captured by the hunters in the camp.

And it's also a matter of probability.

Where can I find prey in the ice and snow now? Every time I go out there is a mess.

So only a certain Scorpion can do it himself.

The bioradar that belongs to his own ability cannot escape his eyes even within a radius of dozens of miles. He senses him through the vibrations on the ground and locates the direction of a den of wild boars.

They were then quickly captured in as little as an hour.

Your job, your job.

Huang Cheng comforted himself in his heart. Now he began to look forward to whether Tallulah could bring him something meaningful, such as a map?

If there is a specific map, then it can follow the direction to find the mobile city.

My map was drawn a few years ago. The location of the mobile city may have changed in the past few years, but you will always need to sell the ore extracted from the mines.

There must be a relatively new map, otherwise how would the mine get supplies? How to transport the ore?

After getting the map, Huang Cheng can go on his way. As long as he has the specific location, it is not difficult to find a new city with his own physical fitness.

But obviously you can't expect anything from this dragon.

Even if I had given instructions in advance...

why? because.......

"Tallulah, you did drive the car back, but what I want to say is, did you bring back some of the car's energy?"

Huang Cheng climbed into two trucks and carefully moved all the supplies down, but found that there was not even a barrel of vehicle energy that could be used.

After the mailbox was driven back to the camp, it was almost bottomed out.

In other words, there are two more useless big iron vehicles in their camp...

It's not useless.

The renovation also allows newly arrived members to stay for a few days.

But this does not prevent Huang Cheng from deciding to punish a certain dragon.

"Teacher, I forgot..." Tallulah patted her head heavily, her eyes showing fear of the little figure in front of her.

At the same time, there seemed to be a trace of expectation.

She doesn't want serious punishment, she wants informal punishment.

Preferably the kind that can kill people.

Anyway, this is a wild place, and the law can't control it.

I am a gangster and I am proud!

But it was obvious that the little teacher would not get what she wanted.

"There happens to be paper and pen on it. This is indeed hopeless and worthy of encouragement. But your future homework will be settled. Are you happy or surprised?"

I really like what an Arknights player said:

what?

Huang Cheng stood on the car and held Talulah's two dragon horns with both hands, then shook him hard a few times and patted his head.

"The dragon horn feels good to the touch. If you don't listen to me again, then I will cut off some of your dragon horn and make tea for me!"

Of course, a kind little scorpion would not do such a thing.

This is just to remind a certain dragon not to be stupid next time.

"You didn't bring my map either~"

"There was originally a map..."

"I guess it must have been accidentally burned by you, right?"

"The little teacher is really clever!"

Tallulah looked at her little scorpion with admiring eyes.

"Obviously you are too stupid..."

Huang Cheng finally jumped out of the car helplessly, and then waved his hand to arrange everyone step by step according to the process.

Under his management, the camp has a very complete process for new members to join.

Including but not limited to a body search and a verbal description of what kind of life and position it is like.

Of course, this is not to prevent people with ulterior motives from joining this organization.

Because people with ulterior motives join this organization, they can't tell them apart based on their ability, they can only regulate them.

Besides, who would have any other thoughts about such a small resistance organization of infected people.

It may be possible in the future when it develops and attracts official attention, but now I still think too much.

Some of the people brought back by Tallulah saw a child pointing at the leader of the entire camp, and they all started talking for a while.

"Who is this kid? Could he be someone who ran away from some noble family?"

"Who is the leader of this camp? I heard others say that it seems to be the Vaifan woman (most ordinary people don't know what kind of race Draco is, and have never even heard of it), But why would he listen to a child?"

"Could they be scammers? Are they from other mines..."

Everyone was incredibly shocked by the scene in front of them.

Why is Tallulah so submissive? They even had the horns on their heads touched.

On the land of Terra, two horns often represent a person's dignity.

For the horned race, having the horns touched on the head is actually a sign of intimacy and submission.

If someone you don't know at all touches the horns on the head, you will probably be beaten up by the person involved.

It would not be too much to lose your life if you meet some big brothers.

This group of newly rescued workers had just experienced a cleaning scene that was like a demon descending from the earth. Their dignity and hearts had already been shocked by Tallulah's power.

They have never seen a human being with such powerful Origin Stone skills. With a swing of their sword, it was like a natural disaster raging.

And now the man they thought was the most powerful had succumbed at the hands of a child.

Could it be that the child in front of him was more powerful than the leader of Tallulah?

"Don't think too much. Everyone in our camp listens to the teacher. Although his management methods are a bit too ruthless, he is really called a teacher by us from the bottom of our hearts. You can also call him that in the future. Him, and don’t resist, otherwise you will end up badly.”

An elder from a nearby camp patted an absentee on the shoulder and told him not to think too much.

"There are civil servants and military officers in our camp. Of course, our leader has the greatest military value. As for the deeds of managing the camp, it is our temporary leader, but I will tell you secretly."

As the saying goes, if you have gossip, you must share it. It is obvious that this guard also knows many of the joys of life.

I saw him secretly leaning into the miner's ear and whispering.

"Actually, our Tallulah leader likes temporary leaders. Everyone in our camp knows this..."

Good guy, I just call it good guy!

The miner was deeply shocked again.