Everyone knows that during the Kuroshio Age, never go out, and after the first painful lesson, the survivors have found a unique way to survive to deal with those unknown and terrifying things.

Carl was no exception, and he wasn't so stupid as to think that he was a child of destiny, a man with an aura of immortality, and went out to hang out. On the contrary, he was very quiet, except for doing push-ups in the stronghold, and the rest of the time was spent thinking about the truth behind the matter.

However, as always, he had a splitting headache, and it took him a long time to recover every time, which also made him realize that his thinking direction was indeed moving towards the truth.

With nothing to do, Carl walked to the window again and looked out into the street, his brow furrowing again.

"It's gotten a little bit worse......" he sighed.

The streets had long been obscured by the black fog, and there were basically no shops in sight now, and even the black fog was still spewing out of the canal covers, and there was no sign of stopping, from the first street to the second and third floors, and continued to rise at a slow pace.

Now it's certain that the people on the street have taken refuge in some high-rise building, or in a sealed room like Carl and the others.

According to the big man Constance, the black fog rose to about 160 meters, and it will automatically stop after reaching this height, which means that this layer of stronghold where Carl is located will be flooded by the black fog today, no wonder Constance has been emphasizing not to make any sound that can be heard outside the house, it turns out that the black fog is outside the house.

"Boy, don't look at it, there's nothing to see, it's just a bunch of cannibalistic ghosts." Constantin came to Karl at some point and said, "I was as nervous as you when I first saw these strange things, but then I found out that these black fogs are not scary at all, as long as you find a place to hide, they can't hurt you." ”

"Is that so?" Carl muttered, "What will happen to the bugs when the Kuroshio is over?" ”

Hearing this, Constance also pondered for a while and said: "They will return to the sewers, but no one knows where they will end up returning, after all, no one has gone down to see it, and no one will be so unworthy of their lives." ”

"Why don't you just plug the drain cover with cement or something? Isn't that the end of the trouble? Carl asked curiously.

"How is that possible?" Constance covered his stomach and laughed for a while, "Even if all those drains are blocked, you must know that there is more than one place that connects to the sewers, there are many places in the whole city that can be directly connected to the sewers, even if we block one, there will be others." ”

"It's a waste of time, not to mention, it's life-threatening, and no one has the energy to gather all the survivors, so let's wait until there is one person to unite all the survivors, but it's delusional to think about it." He shook his head.

"Doesn't the survivors have a tight organization now?" Karl sighed.

"It's not without ......"

"That's it?"

"But it's an exchange of interests." Constance replied.

"What does that mean?"

"It's literal, although this organization doesn't talk about personal feelings, but it can be exchanged for almost everything you need, including flashbangs that can restrain most ghosts, medicines to treat wounds, and even better bases, in short, as long as you have something of equal value, then where can you exchange it for the items you want." Constan's eyes lit up, but then faded.

"However, the hot-selling items there are too pitiful!" He covered his forehead and couldn't recognize it.

"What's not pitted?" Carl asked.

"A piece of bread can only be exchanged for five 12.7mm flash grenades, do you say it's a pit? However, only that organization had the technicians to make that special bullet, and the other small groups had to be forced to accept it. Constance complained.

"So I took seven pieces of bread on the rooftop that day?" Karl was stunned.

"Yes, but it's a matter of life, and I don't feel sorry, if I can exchange seven pieces of bread for my own life, I believe there is no one who is not happy." Constance grinned.

"Where's that organization?" Hearing that this organization is so powerful, Carl wants to go and see it in the future.

"Actually, its location is obvious, and it can be easily seen in our place." Constance walked to the window and pointed out, "There it is, the tallest building." ”

Carl looked at it, also a little surprised, his face full of surprise: "The Capitol building in Heaton City? ”

The organization that can occupy that building must have many experts in dealing with the supernatural! He sighed.

According to the law that the taller the building, the more ghosts there are, and the Capitol must be the tallest building in the entire city.

At 963 meters tall, the largest building in the country and the world, the National Assembly building took five and a half years to build for the National Assembly and other government agencies. In the past, it attracted many people because of its name as the world's tallest building.

It's just that after the disaster, most of the people who worked there have disappeared. All that remains is a cold steel building.

"After the Kuroshio is over this time, I still have to go there to exchange some supplies and come back, the bullets to restrain the ghosts are running out, and I need to replenish them." Konstein said, rubbing his temples.

Considering that he would also have to go out to collect supplies in the future, Carl decided to say a few questions in his heart.

"I have a question." Carl said.

"Say, I can answer it within my ability." Constance replied.

"Is there still more supplies in the city now? I see that you come back late every time you collect supplies, so I'll ask first. Carl said.

Hearing this, Konstan scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "It's not too much to say, and it's not too much to say less." ”

This sentence made Carl really confused, this ambiguous statement was many faceted, but Carl chose to continue listening.

"More than 30 days have passed, and the food in the shops on both sides of the street has long since rotted, but the main area where the food is stored is in the freezer, and I tell you that the freezer is usually in some remote place. It's not easy to find a road here, and if you don't do it, you'll get sick. ”

"Therefore, most people will look for some canned food, preferably the one that can be eaten immediately, because it is a tight sale, so after several rounds of looting, the stock is not much. Coupled with security and other issues, we spent almost a whole day observing and searching. Constance said.