Under the stalemate, Xiaobai, who had not eaten enough, was defeated, took the flatbread handed over by Zhou Yang, and then ate it silently.

Zhou Yang also drank the thick soup that was getting cooler, looking at the moon that was already hanging high in the sky. Time flies, and it's really fast.

Early morning.

Zhou Yang, who got up early in the morning, stretched his waist and sat in the back row under the urging of lightning, and the convoy continued to move towards the east.

"It's almost time to get to Yangcheng, hold on."

Lightning, who had been paying attention to the terrain, reminded that looking at the three people who were sleepy in the car, he couldn't do anything.

"Is this Yangcheng?"

The convoy passed through a canyon, and Zhou Yang saw a magnificent and huge city wall, which was extremely high and located on the plain in the distance.

"Well, that's Yangcheng."

Xiaobai was drowsy, but after seeing the city in the distance, he also nodded heavily. It's been two months since she came out this time, and she's finally going back.

"Yangcheng Base City, let's come back, ahahahaha."

Lightning opened the window and yelled, and the car finally came to a flat and spacious road, heading towards the gate of Yangcheng.

Zhou Yang kept looking at the city wall, and when he got closer, he estimated that the city wall must be about fifty meters high, and he didn't know how thick it was, but there must be no problem with the people standing on it.

Because......

In his field of vision alone, above the walls of Yang City, there were rows of cannon barrels, as well as towers and sentinels, all the time on guard.

The closer he got to Yangcheng, the more vehicles and pedestrians Zhou Yang could see. Some guys were driving a pickup truck with the corpse of a mutant in the back compartment.

Their outfits are also wild.

"This is the people of the hunting regiment."

Xiaobai also saw these pickups and saw those strong men who were almost only wearing vests, but she was clear about the identity of the other party.

"Hunting Corps?"

Zhou Yang nodded, he could see an eagle symbol on both Xiaobai and Lightning, but from the body of the hunting corps, he couldn't see more.

Only the pickup truck, one after another, had a hideous wolf head on it, showing how it was different from the others.

If the Scout Corps is responsible for investigating the surrounding epidemics, then the Hunting Corps should be the main force to clear these destabilizing factors.

There should be a corps, Zhou Yang looked up at the city wall, those people were dressed differently from Xiaobai and the people from the hunting corps.

"Release."

Following the cart of the hunting regiment, when the guards of the city gate saw that the vehicle had the eagle logo, they saluted and began to let them go.

"It's a big city."

Finally entered Yangcheng, Zhou Yang looked at the house in front of him where simple and modern coexisted, and looked at the old people who were selling things around him, and finally found a trace of familiar warmth.

When you come here, you can be regarded as entering the human society.

"The wall."

Entering the city, Zhou Yang found that there was a city wall inside the city, which was slightly lower in height than the one behind him, but it also looked like it was about forty meters.

"That's the inner wall."

Back in Yangcheng, Zhang Ya seemed to be relieved, and also began to introduce some things about Yangcheng to Zhou Yang, "The inner city is the last line of defense in Yangcheng, and if you want to enter the inner city, you must either contribute a certain number of items, or become a member of the three major corps.

The inner city is the safest and most prosperous place, and it is the area where the lord is located, and countless people flock to it and want to move into it.

You are a capable person, and it is very easy for you to enter the inner city, I don't know if you are ready for the future. ”

Zhou Yang nodded, indicating understanding. He hadn't made a decision yet, but the Scout Corps, while important, didn't fit his philosophy or ideas.

The Scout Corps only needs to reconnoiter the situation of the epidemic variants around Yangcheng, and will not take the initiative to fight under normal circumstances. And he needs a large number of plague variants or the corpses of mutated creatures, which is also doomed to prevent him from joining the Scout Corps.

"I haven't thought about it yet, but I can't say if I might join the hunting corps." After thinking about it, Zhou Yang replied.

"Well, you get off here first." Zhang Ya waved her hand, lightning stopped the car, and after learning that Zhou Yang would not join the scout corps, Zhang Ya's attitude seemed to be a lot colder.

"Goodbye."

Although he was driven out of the car, Zhou Yang was not annoyed, it was already a great help for him to be able to sit all the way to Yangcheng, and his little temper at this time was not worth caring about.

"I'm at number one hundred and eighty-three in the sixth district, and my big brother is free to come and play with me." Xiaobai opened the window and shouted to Zhou Yang, and then the convoy went farther and farther.

After getting out of the car, Zhou Yang began to think about what he should do now. There is no doubt that he needs to understand the world and its history first.

He wanted to understand what was going on in this place.

And the best way -

Library.

After walking around the interior of the 18th district for a long time, Zhou Yang did not find a decent library, or that there was no library at all, only scattered books sold by some vendors.

But those books cost money......

After taking a few steps back, Zhou Yang saw a person walking into a shop with a sack on his back, and a huge collection was written on the door of the shop.

"The color of this horn is good, it can be made into decorations, a thousand, whether it is sold or not."

As soon as he got close to the store, Zhou Yang heard the voice of the shopkeeper. The two people inside seem to be trading, and this seems to be the place to collect things.

"One thousand two."

The man with the sack on his back was silent for a while, and then spoke slowly.

"One thousand one."

"One thousand two."

The shopkeeper wanted to bargain, but the man was holding the horns, and it seemed that the price was low and he would never sell it.

"Okay, okay, one thousand two is one thousand two, what else."

After a stalemate, the shopkeeper chose to give up and bought the man's horns for one thousand two, but the shopkeeper still coveted the items in the man's sack.

"It's beef, about fifty pounds."

This time, the man directly lifted the sack to the counter and let the shopkeeper inspect it.

"It turned out to be a meat ......"

A hint of disappointment flashed in the owner's eyes, but he still seriously checked the quality of the beef and took a device to test it.

"The quality is good, these are eight hundred."

"Okay."

The man nodded, and then the shopkeeper handed the two thousand yuan to the man, and the items were carried to the back by his staff.

The man left.

The shopkeeper was settling accounts, calculating the profit and loss of this transaction, but found that there was a dark shadow in front of him, and when he raised his head, he saw a person.

"What's the matter with you?"

The shopkeeper looked at Zhou Yang with an enthusiastic face, and there was no discrimination at all because of Zhou Yang's tattered clothes, and even Zhou Yang saw happiness in it.