Unlike 9527's euphoria, Nameless is very skeptical: "It's so nice, but I don't think there is such a good place in the last days. ''

"Yes, nameless, you also saw the drop box, and I saw the plane with my own eyes, everyone is a clone, at most they kill for money, and if they die, they will come back to life, who will go to such great lengths to guide us. ''

Nameless thought for a while and acquiesced, maybe he had experienced too much cruelty, and he put suspicion of everything in the world first, but 9527 had been looking forward to finding traces of civilized society.

We're not far away, just a little bit back, you see, back to the highway from here, and then a hundred or so kilometers south. 9527 pointed to the map, planning the route with great interest, but Nameless was still wary of it, but it was not a way not to go, and it said that there was information about the past life, which was of little use to him, but it had a fatal attraction to 9527, so send the Buddha to the west and see it.

For two days in a row, there was no gain, endless roads, endless wilderness, deserted towns, after all, it didn't take a few days to return the same way, and it was really not interesting along the way. ''Look, there's a word on that wooden sign!'' 9527 said, pointing to a small wooden board on the side of the road. Walk in and see that it reads crookedly in paint - Survivor Shop.

"Maybe it was established at the beginning of the virus outbreak, and it was already robbed. Nameless shook his head, not intending to pay attention.

''Go check it out, it's okay anyway, maybe you can pick something up.'' ''

''Alas, just go, it's expired anyway.'' ''

According to the instructions of the wooden sign, the two turned into a small road on the side of the road, and there was another indication sign one or two hundred meters along the way, and after a while, a cube hut like a toll booth appeared in the field of vision. Strangely, this cottage has no traces of age, but looks like a newly built, and it is not a pile of wood, it is a real reinforced concrete building.

With a tight grip and doubts, the two quietly approached the hut, and when the vision extended inward, both of them couldn't help but be shocked, one stumbled and almost didn't stand still, because there was actually a person standing inside, a clone like them!?

''Hello two survivors''

Through the glass, the man began to speak, and despite the surprised gazes of the two, the man continued his work: "This shop provides services to all clones, and all transactions are based on bullets, and the conversion method is given in the table below.

This? This man is sick, right!? Open a shop in the wilderness and pay off the bullets? The two of them immediately reacted, either it was a trap or an ambush, needless to say, 9527 pulled out his pistol against the window pane, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the clerk inside, and Nameless tightened his surroundings, and the corner of his eyes swept over any possible ambush location.

''Say, what's the purpose, or I'm going to shoot.'' 9527 glared at the clerk inside, but was ready to dodge for an enemy attack that could come at any moment.

"You are too worried about the customer, there is no one nearby, our store is only a small business, normal business. ''

This kind of nonsense is believed by fools, 9527 continued to stare at him, and Nameless went to look around, and after a few minutes, Nameless came back to say that everything was fine, and he even climbed up a small mound nearby, and there really wasn't any ambush.

Is it really just selling things? The two of them couldn't think of any adjectives other than neuropathy.