"This, this, and this, I want it."

With the money, Zhou Yang didn't go to buy a set of clothes first, but went back to the street and bought a few books that didn't look too good.

These books are like they were picked up in the garbage, but the advantage is that they are cheaper, and some of the new prints are more expensive because they have a gorgeous appearance.

But Zhou Yang's selection of books does not look at appearances, as long as it is information about the world, he pursues one principle: buy, buy, buy.

The money in the card gave Zhou Yang enough confidence, and Zhou Yang didn't care about the selling price, and the eyes of the vendors on the whole street looking at Zhou Yang became hot.

But Zhou Yang turned a blind eye to them, and only chose some places where there were books on the stalls, and if he was treated as Kai Zizai, Zhou Yang would also turn around and leave.

Choosing a box of books, Zhou Yang bought a second-hand suitcase by the way, and after thinking about it, he walked into a store that sold clothes.

"That's it."

After picking out a simple and clean outfit, Zhou Yang walked into a hotel on the opposite street, which was very complete from a single bed for ten yuan a night to a suite for hundreds of yuan a night.

Choosing a high-standard room and paying for five days in advance, Zhou Yang pulled his suitcase and walked into the house under the guidance of the waiter.

"That's a lot...... Where to start? ”

Looking at a suitcase of books, Zhou Yang felt a little big. Although reading books is the fastest way to absorb knowledge and obtain information, this box of books makes him feel as heavy as a mountain.

"History of the Alliance (newly revised), let's start with this one, I hope these books are not bought in vain."

Turning on the light on the table, Zhou Yang put the book away, then opened the home page and began to read from the preface:

In the year 737 of the Union calendar, a meteorite fell into this planet that had been quiet for a long time.

As a human being with indelible memories, I should tell this story of my own.

That's a disaster.

Later, I learned that the so-called 'meteorite' did not exist at all, and what fell to the ground was only a tumor composed of flesh and blood, but we could not get specific information.

This is a crisis capable of destroying humanity, and on the orders of the Alliance, the local lords urgently activated the 'Shelter' project.

But it was still too late......

Countless monsters suddenly appeared, frantically attacking all living creatures in front of them, except for their own kind, not even livestock.

Refuge is the last guarantee of humanity. With incomparably hard walls and enough food reserves, we have finally survived in this cruel world.

……

The flesh tumor does not stop at changing the world, and although the territory of the Vault is protected from the attacks of those monsters, diseases follow.

High fever, unconsciousness, even the medical staff fell down one by one, and just when everyone felt that the catastrophe was coming, these fallen people slowly stood up.

Those who are capable are born from this.

The deeper and more severe the disease becomes, the easier it is to become capable after resisting the past, who have a hard will and can use strange abilities.

Humanity can finally be freed from being confined to a small shelter.

But for some reason, as the strength grows, the more indifferent and dangerous these abilities feel, and I also feel a hint of silver from them. ”

Seeing this, Zhou Yang stopped reading.

The abilities of this world should have long known about their own situation, and as their strength increases, their lifespans will become shorter and shorter.

There is even a high possibility that it will become a monster that poses a great threat to humans.

Under such circumstances, they feel the cruelty and injustice of the world, and naturally they will not have kindness towards the ordinary people who know nothing.

"It's really ......"

Zhou Yang didn't know what to say, he was not a capable person, and all his empathy was nonsense, but he understood that in such a peaceful environment now, hidden dangers had already slowly grown.

"That lion freak ......"

Zhou Yang thought of the lion monster he had met before, according to Zhang Ya, it was originally a human being, but in the end, he made a living by killing humans.

"This place is really unrelenting."

Closing the book, Zhou Yang rubbed his eyebrows, he had been disillusioned that he wanted this place to be peaceful, and he had to rely on himself in the end if he wanted to deal with unexpected situations that might arise at any time.

You can't be lazy if you want to.

Since you can't survive in this world as a salted fish, you can only be a warrior and hunt around to get blood crystals.

This is the same as Zhou Yang's thoughts before entering Yangcheng.

"What to do?"

Zhou Yang began to flip through the book again, ready to learn more about the situation here, there was no mercenary alliance here as he imagined, only a corps guarding the city.

The hunting corps, on the other hand, is very similar to the loose mercenary alliance in his eyes.

The most important thing is that the hunting corps is the main combat corps, which is responsible for clearing the dangerous elements around Yangcheng, and the materials obtained in the process are handled by the team that clears the threat.

On the other hand, the hunting regiment has no salary, and how much it can get depends entirely on personal ability and how many tasks it does.

"Alas, sure enough, ......"

Zhou Yang flipped through the book and found that the road of scattered people opposite to the hunting regiment was not easy to follow, on the one hand, it was difficult to support alone, and it was impossible to form a relatively fixed team, and on the other hand, there was a lack of intelligence sources.

The scattered people can generally only choose some weaker mutants and epidemic variants, which is a small thing that the hunting regiment is unwilling to deal with.

Naturally, the harvest is not high.

Generally, only some people who cannot join the hunting corps, or are ostracized by the hunting corps, will become unsecured savages.

Zhou Yang is not worried about joining the hunting group, he has no black history, his identity is innocent, and he is a capable person in the eyes of others.

Joining a hunting regiment is a breeze.

Jingle Bell –

Zhou Yang's door was slammed.

He closed the book, walked to the door, and pulled it open.

"Hello, this is your dinner."

The waiter looked at Zhou Yang with a respectful face, and then brought the dishes ordered by Zhou Yang to the table one after another, and then silently withdrew.

In Yangcheng, the money you can get from doing ordinary work is only enough to make ends meet.

And those who can afford to live in suites like Zhou Yang are generally some strong people, at least for incapable waiters, these are considered strong.

"It tastes pretty good."

Zhou Yang tasted the dishes and showed a hint of a smile.

When he is willing to pay for the dishes, the store seems to have used his own skills to make the food quite delicious.