In the early morning, the winter sun always comes later, so when the day is bright, it is almost past seven o'clock, and with the sunshine, the inside and outside of Wanda Plaza begin to be lively.

People come in and out, wash and dress, or boil water to cook, and so on, busyness and vitality are manifested in most people.

Being able to survive is already a luxury for most people, but for the survivors of Wanda's new base, this luxury is already a reality, and in their hearts, they already want to live better and live better in the future Wanda base, such a fulfilling idea.

That's right, no one, after seeing the strength of that man, will still suspect that they can't live safely under the stronghold established by the man, they just want to finish the work in hand quickly, and then be able to live a good life.

This is what most people think, but not all, there are some survivors who do not advocate power, they just want to live safely like before the end of the world, eat and sleep well, find some way to survive, be safe and stable, and then it is best that the end of the world can end.

In fact, this kind of contradictory and longing thinking can be said to have been experienced by many people, but the last days are not so simple.

In addition to them, the other part of the survivors want to take the initiative to grasp the right to live, that is, to gain power, the strength of the alienated is in everyone's eyes, and the survivors who have not become alienated are also in their eyes for the weapons and equipment and firearms at the trading point, these are all ways to gain power, and they all want to live better and stronger.

Who doesn't want to be like the gang of people in the stronghold and trading points, eating and drinking well, having what they want, using invincible power like the third brother, and the right to kill and kill.

It's all power, the premise of all that.

After the orderly but slightly chaotic preparation in the early morning, the survivors of the various teams began to work, doing the tasks that had been arranged long ago.

Most of them are cleaning up zombie corpses, as well as cleaning out Wanda's remaining underground garages and safe passages in various corners, as well as the staircase shops, there are not many zombies.

After the airport stronghold was raided by anthropomorphic beasts, most of the small teams in the already chaotic airport stronghold were scattered, and many teams of less than ten people like cats and dogs no longer existed.

There are only a few teams left, as well as some of the remaining members of the broken teams, the alliance that has been temporarily organized, they all want to join the trading point, but they are all helpless, everyone is waiting, they all know a little bit, the establishment of Wanda's stronghold, if the third brother wants to develop this stronghold well, he must need manpower, and after the stronghold is cleared, this will be an opportunity.

This is also the speculation of most of the survivors, who have the sight and brains, which also leads to Pan Datou and the militia group, as well as many remaining small groups, trying to absorb the remaining survivors, but cannot easily succeed.

It's nice to be part of a team, but having seen the strength of Trading Point, no one can't help but want to enter this magical and safe place.

When people pass by Wanda's North Gate, they look up at the now-less obtrusive building above the Shipu Hotel, where they need to look up to the trading point, where the heart of Wanda's stronghold is located.

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On the second floor of the trading point, Ning Jiang and other Jiang Shan's subordinates lived on the floor where Zhan Li and others lived.

The spacious dining room, with the sun shining through the windows, makes everything look very beautiful, except for the fact that one can't help but think of the last days in which one finds himself now.

In the restaurant, Ning Jiang and Bao Hui were sitting, eating porridge on some of the dishes left over from yesterday on this table.

It's not the end of the world, in the previous society, many leftover meals from the night would be processed in the morning and eaten as breakfast, not to mention that it was the last days when there was a shortage of material food.

Of course, although the people at the trading point who survive under Jiang Mountain will not lack food and materials, they will not deliberately waste it.

Ning Jiang was pulling the porridge, and Bao Hui on the side was the same, eating porridge, just this dish, looking out the window from time to time, they were all very busy and had work to do.

In the kitchen next to it, there was the sound of the clashing of pots and stoves from time to time, and the crisp sound of frying was sounded, and after a while, Zhang Qingyang walked out holding a plate full of poached eggs.

"Poached eggs, all right! Try! ”

As soon as Zhang Qingyang's words fell, Ning Jiang and Bao Hui had already picked up a poached egg, put it in their mouths, and chewed it heavily.

Zhang Qingyang also picked up the milk on the table, and ate and drank the toast that poked out of the bread machine.

On the second floor, although he has Zhang Ling, the sister of the third brother's woman, who is covered by the position he is in, he is still the weakest one, the power of the last days, because he has never had it.

He has seen life and death, and he is also very excited, knowing that his sister is relying on the third brother, so he also needs to be close to his brother-in-law, although he has no strength in the last days, but he still has to work.

Therefore, the task of cooking on the second floor was mastered by his self-recommendation, after all, he admired several people in Ningjiang very much, as the youngest brother, he was very eye-catching.

"Qingyang, tell your Brother Quan and Brother Long to get up, it's dawn! Don't get up yet, there are still a lot of things that the third brother ordered! ”

Ning Jiang swallowed the poached egg, pulled the porridge, and spoke.

Zhang Qingyang took a sip of milk, stood up, and was about to call someone, but as soon as he looked up, Long Chen was already dressed and fully equipped.

Chen Long, who was dressed in combat clothes, with a holster tied to his leg, a pistol in the holster, and a saber in his right hand, slowly walked into the restaurant.

Unlike Ningjiang Bao Hui and Zhang Qingyang, who dressed casually, he was fully armed and seemed to be about to set off.

"The fat man has gotten up, the matter of the third brother, he is still concerned, yesterday this guy had a supper later, and drank a little more wine, some of them!"

Chen Long said in his mouth, asked Qing Yang to sit down, then grabbed a piece of toast on the table, bit it in his mouth, turned around and left.

"Eat some breakfast and then go!"

Bao Hui opened his mouth and said, although the aliens have inhuman strength, but they also have a certain amount of food and physical strength, they are still human beings, and they cannot get rid of the shackles of food.

Chen Long turned around and smiled, took a bite of toast, and explained: "Pan Datou has already contacted me, and the person he arranged for me is already waiting for me downstairs, I haven't gotten up earlier than them, it's a little unreasonable, I'll leave first, you eat slowly!" ”

Ning Jiang and the others looked at Chen Long's back, watched him pass by the living room and walk down the stairs, knowing that he was going to Zhonggong Temple to complete the task of the third brother, so they didn't say much.

Sure enough, after a while, the bald head came out shirtless and wearing a pair of boxer panties.

"Starving! Qingyang, what's delicious in the morning! ”

Before anyone arrived, the shouts were heard.