Chen Fan climbed onto the ruins of the City Wall and looked at everyone bustling around the Camp. Resting both hands on the battlements, he gazed calmly at the horizon without a word.
He named this relocation plan "Earth Dragon Migration."
He did not know why.
He liked giving names to the things he did. There was no deeper meaning to it; he simply wanted to remember them, so that if he faced death one day, he would at least not feel that he had accomplished nothing in his life.
Including him, the Camp had nine people.
Apart from him.
Everyone was busy.
Big Fish, formerly one of Wang Mazi's men, had not gone out with Zhou Mo to gather resources as he had yesterday. Instead, he joined the dissection crew, quickly digging Eerie Stones out of the Strange Entities' corpses.
Qi Chong and his pig-farming buddy A Le sorted through the intact resources in the Camp's Warehouse. They also dug up the Flesh Wraith Parent-Child Seeds in the Farmland that had survived last night's rampage, preparing to take them to the new base.
Crippled Monkey went into the ruins of the Wooden Hut inside the walls and stuffed pots, bowls, utensils, clothes, and other belongings into the Porcelain Crock.
The corpses produced by the Funeral Wraith's splitting contained no Eerie Stones.
But the corpses could still be used.
There were over a thousand Funeral Wraith corpses. They certainly could not take all of them along, only a portion to use as fertilizer for the Farmland. The rest would all be sacrificed.
"Phew..."
Chen Fan let out a soft breath. Without wasting any more time, he headed toward the Sacrificial Tower in the center of the Camp's ruins. The tower was still intact, and Wang Mazi and the others were