Chapter 3: The Townspeople
It took him more than half a day to see the outline of the town in the distance.
The outside of the town is surrounded by wooden walls with brightly colored flags.
Getting closer, he saw a group of shirtless men on the wall, smiling and talking.
One of them seemed to have spotted Zhou Yang emerging from the desert, their expressions froze, and one of them picked up the binoculars and glanced at Zhou Yang.
"It's human."
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it is located on the edge of the desert, there are still many epidemic variants roaming around, otherwise the town would not have to arrange a large group of people to patrol the walls.
Zhou Yang walked over unhurriedly, but his eyes kept observing the surrounding situation.
He didn't know if he was going in the right direction, but he knew exactly what the people on the wall were shooting at.
Under the wall is the gate of the town, and Zhou Yang also saw that many cars and people were queuing up to be inspected by the other party.
Although there were a lot of people, the speed of the inspection was not slow, and it was soon Zhou Yang's turn.
"Do you have identification?"
A cold-faced woman asked impatiently. She didn't seem to be impatient, just the boredom of checking the item made her feel a little bored.
"Nope."
Zhou Yang shook his head. Hearing this, the woman raised her head and glanced at Zhou Yang, and the guard at the door also lifted the electric baton in her hand, and the atmosphere was suddenly solemn.
"Grab it."
A young man walked behind Zhou Yang at some point, and suddenly hugged Zhou Yang, and the guard next to him also pounced on Zhou Yang at the same time.
The moment he was hugged, Zhou Yang's fist clenched, but quickly let go. Although the men tried to capture him, they didn't use their guns, as if they were just trying to control him.
"There's nothing on this guy, it shouldn't be him."
The young man rummaged through Zhou Yang's pockets, but he didn't get anything.
He didn't see the food and water that he was supposed to carry in this world.
"I'm sorry, I misunderstood."
Realizing that he had caught the wrong person, the young man apologized to Zhou Yang very sincerely. While apologizing, he still scratched his head, looking very embarrassed.
"How do I get my identification?"
There was nothing to lose, so Zhou Yang didn't care. On the contrary, he is more curious about the identity certificate of this world, and he doesn't know if it is the same as the ID card.
"Come with me."
Hearing Zhou Yang's question, the young man pondered for a while, and finally decided to take Zhou Yang to get an identity certificate.
The identification process is not cumbersome.
This kind of thing is highly similar to the concept of ID card, Zhou Yang just takes a photo and ends it with a fingerprint.
The most satisfying thing for Zhou Yang is that all of this is free.
When it was done, the lad left.
Zhou Yang looked at the watch-like device on his wrist and felt that his judgment of the world's technology had a certain deviation.
The tech tree of this world doesn't seem to be low.
The town is not big and there are not many people. Zhou Yang walked on the street and noticed that the pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, but he didn't have many smiles.
What seems to be going on here?
"What to buy?"
Seeing Zhou Yang stop at the door of his house, the old man in the store asked lazily, as if he was not in high spirits.
"How do you sell your stuff here?"
Hearing the old man's question, Zhou Yang looked at the cold weapons hanging on the walls on both sides of the store, and suddenly thought that he didn't seem to have a penny.
"The big one is fifty dollars, and the small one is twenty-five, and I like to take it myself."
The old man looked at Zhou Yang, and felt that Zhou Yang's clothes were quite clean, and he should not be a poor person, so he replied.
"Fifty?"
Zhou Yang lowered his head and pondered, although according to his understanding, fifty yuan should not be much, but this is not a world after all, and he still doesn't know what the situation of the currency here is.
"Fifty yuan is too expensive, so I'll give it to you for nothing."
Seeing Zhou Yang's hesitant appearance, the old man seemed to be angry, jumped up directly from the recliner, and said in pieces: "If it weren't for those damn epidemic variants coming, whoever would sell a knife for fifty yuan, and if they couldn't keep the town, they would all have to die." ”
"The plague variant is coming?"
Hearing the epidemic variant, Zhou Yang's eyes suddenly brightened. He hadn't seen a single plague variant along the way, and thought it was hard to come across.
But now, he seems to have heard good news.
"Thank you, uncle."
Zhou Yang thanked the old man, and then left the shop. Only the old man with a confused face looked at his back, sighed and shook his head.
I'm not afraid this is a fool......
Knowing the news that the epidemic variant was about to attack, Zhou Yang looked at these pedestrians on the street again, and he no longer felt so strange.
Some of these people got into the car with their luggage and prepared to flee, while others had lifeless faces as if they were going to be buried for the town.
"What to do?"
This is a small town, directly transfer the Soul Eater Ancient Tree here, I'm afraid that the epidemic variant hasn't come yet, so he will fight with this group of people in the town first.
After thinking about it, Zhou Yang felt that this idea would not work. He can only participate in the battle in his current situation, and his main body, now needs a weapon.
No money......
Although the old man has cold weapons for sale, guns and other things don't seem to be easy to get. Zhou Yang thought about it for a while, and finally decided to make a weapon by himself.
After spending half a flesh essence, Zhou Yang obtained a weapon made from the Soul Eater Ancient Tree. The main body of the weapon is Soul Eater, and the grip is made of the bones of the Plague variant.
It was a long and wide broadsword, and it was extremely heavy, making Zhou Yang, a person who had digested half of the flesh and blood essence, feel a little difficult to wield.
Walking out of the gloomy alley, Zhou Yang gained a lot of attention this time. After all, a large knife made of wood always looks a bit playful.
"Ringing ringing!"
The town's alarm bells rang loudly, and the cacophony reached all corners of the town. Some of the people who hadn't had time to leave the town turned earthy in an instant, and some of them had a hint of determination in their eyes.
"Dad, are we going to die?"
On the way to the gate of the town, Zhou Yang heard the voice of a little boy. The sound is very simple and soft.
"No, Dad will definitely protect you."
A man's voice followed.
"Uh-huh."
The little boy was quick to respond.
This is not a peaceful world. Under the threat of epidemic variants, countless human beings are dying out every moment, but at such a moment, Zhou Yang can observe more.
In the eyes of the people around him, he could see fear, worry, trepidation, and insecurity, and in one person, there was joy in his eyes.