Chapter 69: Quiet Days
Things worked out perfectly.
Under the admiring gaze of the mighty people, the bow angel turned into a green streamer and withdrew from the battlefield.
Before leaving, she turned her gaze to Zhou Yang, the guy standing behind the crowd.
"Whew."
Seeing that the bow angel didn't say anything, Zhou Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
The woman's big eyes, which seemed to be able to speak, had only one meaning when she looked at him.
That's where I found you!
After being rescued, the people who didn't have time to greet each other hurriedly evacuated the area.
And the people of the seventh team also returned to the area where the vehicles were parked smoothly, and the group got into the car, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's good to be alive."
Li Xiang sat in the driver's seat, opened the sunroof, and suddenly smiled.
"Hmm."
The people who survived the catastrophe agreed.
The battle didn't last long, but it took more energy than any previous battle.
The hill-like brood stood there, and the pressure was endless.
A brood capable of producing plague variants.
A steady stream of troops can erupt at any time, although Li Xiang and the others did not see the number of epidemic variants increase, but the previous ones were enough to bring them into the abyss.
"Let's go back."
Li Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, and did not plan to rest, so he drove the pickup truck directly and drove straight towards Yangcheng.
……
After that, it was two days of calm.
The hunting team that solved the threat of the brood was all commended.
Zhang Ya of the reconnaissance team seems to have been promoted because of her outstanding ability.
Li Xiang was also praised and completed the passing task for the first time. On the merit list, the seventh squad is finally no longer the tail of the crane.
Su Tong was busy resting and playing.
On days when she is not shopping, this little girl is the otaku girl Zhou Yang saw in her previous life.
Xu Yufeng ran between parties one by one every day, but Zhou Yang had never seen which woman this guy brought back.
Xu Yutang and the tiger didn't have any situation.
One is busy reading, the other is busy exercising.
Li Xiang.
There has been no trace of them for the past two days, and it is said that several other members of the seventh team encountered accidents during the mission.
He's busy dealing with the aftermath.
Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang walked on the streets of District 3 at this time, looking at the house numbers one after another, and finally found his goal.
Looking at the house in front of him, Zhou Yang scratched his head: "Is this here?" ”
In front of him, there was a small second floor, but the location was quite good, but Zhou Yang turned around here twice, and he still didn't dare to be sure that this room was.
"Little brother, are you looking for someone?"
The middle-aged brother who sold pork in the shop next to him looked at Zhou Yang wandering around here and asked kindly.
"Don't look for someone, may I ask, is this 381?"
Hearing the eldest brother next to him take the initiative to ask, Zhou Yang pointed to the small second floor in front of him with the door closed, and asked him.
"Yes, this is 381. Before, it was selling rice, but then the business was not as good as the one on the street, and then it stopped. ”
The middle-aged eldest brother cut off a piece of pork with a knife, and then raised his head with a smile and replied to Zhou Yang.
After getting the confirmation, Zhou Yang touched the real estate certificate in his arms, and then slowly thanked the middle-aged eldest brother: "Thank you, we will be neighbors in the future, if there is anything to help each other." ”
"Okay."
The middle-aged eldest brother nodded and watched Zhou Yang walk into the small second floor next to him.
Zhou Yang opened the door and walked into the house.
The room was empty at this time, except for a few benches, not even a table. On the ground, there was still some spilled grain, and the doors and windows were closed.
Zhou Yang first opened the surrounding windows, then patted the dust on the bench, and then sat there directly.
Looking at this not small house, Zhou Yang began to think about what such a house should do.
When he became a family, he lived alone, which was too empty.
What's more, this is a commercial street, and there are people coming and going early in the morning, so for rest, it is far less quiet than some remote places.
Selling rice?
This thought flashed through Zhou Yang's mind, but he gave up in a blink of an eye.
Although rice, flour, grain and oil are essential items for every household, he has no purchase channels and no stable source of customers, so he will not be much better than the previous store if he opens a store rashly.
"It's a nuisance."
Thinking of Zhou Yang, who had a sore brain, suddenly the easiest thing at the moment should be to sell weapons.
The world is full of plague variants and mutants, and in addition to food, weapons are also a very consumable item.
What's more, Zhou Yang has other ideas.
As soon as he thought of it, Zhou Yang first bought cleaning tools and cleaned the inside and outside of the store.
Then he bought three more counters and commissioned the master of the blacksmith to build several weapon racks that could be hung on the wall.
In the end, Zhou Yang went to the plaque shop and created a plaque.
The name is a little rustic, but Zhou Yang is quite satisfied - "Divine Soldier Pavilion".
Almost in the afternoon, the owner of the blacksmith shop sent someone to deliver the things to Zhou Yang's shop, and the counters had been placed and the plaques had been hung on them.
"So, let's get started!"
Zhou Yang, who had harvested countless blood-colored crystals in this war, was no longer so distressed about making weapons.
What's more, these weapons made of Soul Eater Wood will spontaneously absorb the flesh and blood of plague variants and mutants.
As long as these people walk into the coverage area of the Soul Eater Ancient Tree one day, the blood and qi stored in the weapon will most likely converge into the Soul Eater Ancient Tree.
For a whole day, Zhou Yang didn't go out.
He built countless swords, guns, swords, and halberds in the room, and placed them in the weapon rack one by one according to the plan.
At this point, his "Divine Weapon Pavilion" is completed.
It's just that unlike normal people's understanding, his divine weapons are all made of wood. And the weight is very heavy, which is not something that ordinary people can use.
"What is the little brother going to do?"
By the time Zhou Yang was done, it was already dark, and the eldest brother who was selling pork next to him hadn't gotten off work yet, so he asked when he saw him come out.
There is also a red cloth hanging on the plaque of Zhou Yang's shop, and others are unclear about what exactly is written on the plaque.
However, in just one day, the vendors on the street knew that shop 381 had been taken over by a rather young-looking person.
"You can't talk about buying and selling, you can sell some weapons."
Seeing that the eldest brother next to him hadn't left yet, Zhou Yang didn't rush to leave.
It's still lively at night, and there are many people who come and go to pick up and shop, and there are even people of the right age who walk side by side.
The middle-aged eldest brother was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhou Yang, and asked with some uncertainty: "Weapons?" ”
"Hmm."
Zhou Yang nodded.