After the guardians of the Dawning Camp took over, they began a complete rationing system, and everyone had to participate in the planned action, although this made many people complain, but at this time, without the exploitation of the various leaders of the Zhou family, everyone could probably eat enough, and the basic life could be satisfied without any chaos. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, there are still some zombie hunters who can't be idle, and in the free time, they go out tirelessly to collect supplies, and Dawn is not opposed to this behavior, but can distribute some weapons, as long as these people want to return to the camp in the end, before entering the camp, they have to take out half of what they get as the cost of weapons.

Correspondingly, some of the sundries needed by the base, and the bits and pieces of needs will also be released to the hunters as a mission by the camp, as long as they complete the task, they will be rewarded with some scarce materials, such as weapons and ammunition, and even some military radios and the like, in short, most of these things can only be taken out by the state machine, or in this apocalypse, only the guardians can use troops to collect some special items.

The new system has been very vigorous, and many of the minor difficulties in the camps have been solved in just a few days of implementation. It was another sunny day, and the navy blue sky was so clear.

Several men were on horseback, and a dilapidated car broke down in the grassland in front of them, and a zombie was only half-cut under the front wheel of the car. Their small group is not yet capable of accepting the tasks of the camp, and they are relatively blind in their actions.

"Damn, the cost of renting a horse for the Guardian is getting higher and higher, and if it goes on like this, let's not think of acting in the future." A man with a stubble on his face in the team said with some irritability because he had not gained anything for several hours.

Now there are a lot of livestock in the camp, because gasoline is really scarce, and it is impossible for civilians to use, so even some of the daily actions of the guardians are carried out on horseback.

"Boss, we're rich, look at what's in this zombie backpack." One of the people in the lead had come to the off-road vehicle, and cut off the zombie's head with a few clean sapper shovels, and he found that the zombie was also carrying a shoulder bag, and when he opened it, he saw that it was full of gold bars, and this backpack was about thirty kilograms, which was millions before the catastrophe.

He took a look at the leader of a small team, but the leader scolded: "You fool, this thing can't be eaten or used, and the things that can be exchanged for each kilogram of this thing in the camp are only three or five catties of non-staple food, and what kind of wealth is only enough for our weapons and horse rental money this time." ”

At the beginning of the apocalypse, there were still people who cared about gold, but after two months, everyone woke up to the fact that this is not as good as broken copper and iron, and this metal has no practical value at this time when it is necessary to rebuild civilization, and if it is not for some people who still have a little expectation for the future, it is simply rubbish.

"Junko will go and see what else is in the car, no one should have touched this car, maybe I can get some gas." The leader thought for a moment and then said. Sure enough, there was still gasoline in the car.

"The boss has really made money now, and there should be half a tank of oil." The pioneer of the youth road.

"No with straws." The leader was indeed rejoicing.

"Bring it, how can you not bring this thing, now 5 liters of oil can be exchanged for two full magazines engraved bullets." The person next to him smiled and took out the siphon and oil drum, twisted the oil drain screw, and the smell of gasoline filled the side of the car.

"I didn't come out in vain today."

As a few people were talking and laughing, the earth somehow began to shake slightly, as if there was a giant beast running on this field, and the vibration became more and more obvious from far and near.

"Junko, go and see, what's going on." The leader felt that something was wrong.

The obedient young man immediately went to a higher slope and looked west, a dark cloud with flying sand pressed down on the grassland, and several kilometers away, he did not have a telescope, and he could not see what it was. But his face is still pale, and thirty-six strategies for strange things since the catastrophe are the best strategies.

The dark cloud was so fast that it had barely taken a few breaths of his gaze and had crossed the shadow of a long cloud in the sky.

"Boss, go quickly, go back to camp, go back to camp, ・・・・・・." He didn't even think of dismounting, but as soon as he pulled the reins of the horse and came to his companion, he made a panicked announcement, and struck the horse's belly with his heel desperately, and the horse was startled and then flew away on all fours, and galloped wildly.

The others were also quite sophisticated, and when they saw this, they immediately stopped the precious gasoline and let it flow to the ground. They all flew on the horse, and they were only new to riding, and they were not happy to urge the horse.

Only a minute after getting on the horse, the "dark clouds" behind had already chased after them.

The place where this small team searched was the west of the camp, where hundreds of kilometers out were grasslands, sparsely populated, and the supplies themselves were poor, that is, they had limited ability to think of walking 50 kilometers to try their luck, and the teams with capable guys would generally go south and directly infiltrate some small villages or cities.

The leader looked back, and he saw the appearance of those creatures clearly, how could such a big horse be? Before he could think of anything more, the dark clouds had already engulfed everyone in the squad, and thousands of bucket-thick horses' hooves trampled over, leaving nothing left.

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Wang Sitong has made up his mind to accept the conditions of the streamer, he wants to know everything after the other side, he also lost his parents in this catastrophe, he wants to know what kind of test this kind of fate is.

"The controllable implantation of X cells is a very dangerous process, and although we have obtained an unprecedented abundance of materials because of this catastrophe, the probability of success is only 40%."

"I've learned that, it's okay, just come on." Wang Sitong's last words were uttered at the moment before he became conscious. I'm afraid that there are few people in the world who know that the ability can also be achieved through technical means, he is already considered a lucky person, no matter what kind of price is behind this luck, he once envied Ye Quan, a year ago everyone was a colleague, and now because he is an ability, he has become an extremely important person, so that he can be free by virtue of his strength.

He also has parents and people who care, as long as he becomes a stranger, maybe he can get out of here with his strength and do something he wants to do in this turbulence.

The transplantation of X cells is not a simple matter, from ordinary people to zombies itself is a process of automatic implantation and proliferation and differentiation of X cells, if you just inject ordinary X cells, there will only be two things, one is to become a zombie, and the other is nothing to change.

Therefore, the implanted X cells must be specially processed to change the genetic arrangement in them and be implanted from the human brain, and if the modified X cells do not become active in the recipient's brain function and then change from head to toe, the brain will rot, that is, the person will die.