"Our base, originally there weren't just three superpowers. There was also a Boss Yuan before, who was also a power type, very crazy and arrogant, and offended many people. As a result, I went out hunting a week ago, and I didn't know who shot me black, so I hung up on the spot......"

"......" Wang Zheng was a little speechless.

The awakened at this stage, no matter how much they can fight, after all, they are only flesh and blood.

Not to mention the awakened ones who purely rely on natural evolution, even those awakened people who have cultivated the exercises in the Jade Dragon Mountain base are still very afraid of firearms at this stage.

Not only firearms, but also ordinary cold weapons can kill them - even if the so-called "steel and iron bones", who once used his arm to block three knives in a row, and blocked the blades, and he only suffered flesh wounds, if he was really stabbed a few times in the eye sockets, throat, soft ribs and other vital points, there is a high probability that he will be killed on the spot.

Even Wang Zheng is just not afraid of ordinary rifle bullets. If he had been hit by an armor-piercing bullet, he would have been injured as well.

So, it sounds a bit ridiculous for an Awakened to be shot with a black gun, but it's actually very normal.

However, even with the addition of the "Boss Yuan" who was shot black, there were only four awakened people in this base, which was still a little less.

Just as he was about to ask again, he suddenly heard Ah Qing whispering beside him: "There are so few four awakened people!" In the past, there were only a few hundred people in total, and there were three awakened people: Fei Fei, Shu Yao, and Guoguo. ”

Hearing Ah Qing's words, Wang Zheng first nodded approvingly, and then was slightly stunned, and his heart suddenly brightened: The probability of natural awakening does seem to be about one in a thousand. But it does not mean that for every thousand people, there must be one awakened person.

Since there will be several awakened people among the hundreds, it is reasonable that there will only be four awakened among the 20,000 people—maybe somewhere else, among the hundreds, or even dozens of people, there will be one or two awakened people?

After figuring it out, Wang Zheng was no longer entangled, laughed, took out two packs of cigarettes, threw a pack to one of the two gatekeepers, and then took Ah Qing across the gate and into the base in the midst of the two people's repeated thanks.

Compared with the well-planned and orderly Yulongshan base, this southern suburb base, which was formed by the spontaneous gathering of survivors, is like a refugee camp and slum in a war-torn area.

On both sides of the road, there are unplanned, chaotic tents and shacks. The ground is filthy, garbage is everywhere, sewage is flowing sideways, and the smell is overwhelming. Everywhere you can see men and women in shabby clothes, with yellow faces and thin muscles, and numb expressions.

The order in the base is not very good.

Not long after Wang Zheng and Ah Qing came in, they saw two fights. The brawlers are extremely ruthless, and they are completely like they are beating their opponents inside. And the cause of the brawl, which is poignant, is just for a bite to eat.

Wang Zheng and the others didn't dare to provoke. His violent outfit made every survivor who saw him involuntarily look in awe. Wherever the two passed, the survivors on the road all avoided both sides.

After walking forward for a while, Wang Zheng saw some scantily clad women again.

They stood by the roadside, and whenever they saw a survivor who was cleanly dressed, had a full and ruddy face, and had a better nutritional status, they would rush to sell themselves, shouting that the prices were extremely low, and a full meal and a pack of instant noodles were often the prices they offered.

Of course, when Wang Zheng passed by, no woman dared to come up and promote herself.

One is that his equipment is too deterrent, and the other is that Ah Qing, who is clean, white-skinned and beautiful, and has an innocent temperament, makes those women whose nutrition and hygiene are quite bad, and whose faces and skin are dull, are really ashamed of themselves.

There are also many people setting up stalls on the street.

The stalls were filled with a dazzling array of luxury goods - brand-name watches, gold and silver jewelry, antique jade, precious woodware...... Before the disaster, any plaything on a roadside stall might be worth tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, or hundreds of thousands.

But nowadays, passers-by don't care about those luxuries. Even if a watch worth hundreds of thousands of dollars before the disaster is only priced at a piece of bread, no one cares.

This situation is not surprising.

In the last days, food is the most precious material, directly linked to life, and can buy almost everything.

As for luxuries, hunger and thirst for food, thirst for food, cold and clothing, in the last days, almost worthless—even if someone is really interested, don't they know to "pick up" themselves?

Nowadays, all kinds of luxury goods, not to mention everywhere, but as long as you want it, you can definitely get it.

is like Wang Zheng, he is wearing a watch with a price tag of hundreds of thousands on his wrist, but he didn't spend a penny, and he "picked it up" directly from the counter?

Therefore, those who set up stalls to sell luxury goods may not be as good as those women who sell meat.

At least after Wang Zheng and A Qing entered the base, they walked slowly all the way, and when they observed the situation, they saw the conclusion of two skin and meat deals. And in front of those luxury stalls, there are no people who even stop to take a look.

Well, Wang Zheng is the only exception.

But he was only interested in gold, which was of great practical value.

"I've got all the gold on the stall, let's make a price."

Wang Zheng stopped in front of a stall and said to the stall owner whose cheeks were sunken and he knew at a glance that he was in a state of hunger.

The stall owner glanced at Wang Zheng in awe, and said with sincere fear: "The gold utensils on my stall are all thousands of pure gold, all of which have certificates, and the total net weight is more than 400 grams...... Boss, if you want, give it to me, give it to me......"

He gritted his teeth and came to a "lion's big mouth": "A box of instant noodles!" As long as there is a box of instant noodles, the gold ware on my stall will all belong to you, the boss! ”

"A box of instant noodles?" Wang Zheng smiled: "Other people's watches of hundreds of thousands of dollars are only priced at a piece of bread." Even if you really have more than 400 grams of gold, can it be more valuable than a watch? Watches can also be used to see the time and distinguish directions, but what can gold do? ”

In Wang Zheng's space backpack, there is food. But he didn't want to disrupt the market, let alone be the wronged boss - others set up stalls, and a small golden Buddha the size of a fist was only priced at a pack of instant noodles. With just more than 400 grams of gold, how dare you ask for a box of instant noodles?

Besides, his supplies are all packed in the space backpack, and he doesn't have so much on hand.

Although Ah Qing was carrying a travel backpack, the travel backpack couldn't hold a whole box of instant noodles at first glance. Wang Zheng didn't want to conjure up a box of instant noodles in the air in full view of everyone.

The most important thing is that the order here is too poor. Who knows how many people are around, staring at the food in other people's hands? If Wang Zheng gave the stall owner a box of instant noodles, he would probably kill him.

"Gold in troubled times, antique ...... in prosperous times"

The stall owner muttered unwillingly, but Wang Zheng just said lightly: "Now is not a troubled time. It is the end of the world, when humanity is on the verge of extinction and there is no end in sight to the catastrophe. Gold? I guess I'm the only one who is slightly interested. Stop talking nonsense and make an honest price. ”

"That'...... Ten packs? The stall owner cautiously offered the price again, and seeing that Wang Zheng's face was expressionless, he quickly changed his words: "Eight packs!" Only eight packs...... Six packs! Six packs of instant noodles, no less! ”

Wang Zheng didn't bargain anymore and beckoned to Ah Qing.

Ah Qing handed the travel backpack to Wang Zheng, Wang Zheng unzipped the backpack, put his hand into the backpack, pretended to touch it for a while, and under the cover of the travel backpack, took out six packs of instant noodles from the space backpack and threw them in front of the stall owner.

The stall owner took all six packets of instant noodles into his arms, opened one pack, and didn't even bother to spill the seasoning, so he chewed it. With that gobbling appearance, Ah Qing couldn't help but wonder if he was eating instant noodles, or something disguised as super delicious instant noodles.

As the stall owner munched on the instant noodles, a loud sound of swallowing saliva sounded around him.

The vendors and passers-by on both sides of the flank, swallowing their saliva while staring longingly at the instant noodles in the stall owner's arms. The eyes of a few people became very wrong, and there was a hint of tigerishness. It's just that he was afraid of Wang Zheng, who was heavily armed, so he didn't rush up to rob him.

Wang Zheng slowly and methodically put all the gold utensils on the stall into his bag, and waited until the stall owner finished eating the package of instant noodles and even ate all the seasonings, and then he said lightly: "If I were you, I would quickly close the stall and leave." Otherwise, you won't have a chance to eat the few packets of noodles you have left. ”

The stall owner looked left and right, and the "hungry and thirsty" eyes of the survivors around him who were almost glowing green, suddenly couldn't help but shiver, said "thank you" to Wang Zheng, and didn't even bother to clean up the rest of the stall, only took the remaining bags of noodles, picked up a wooden stick, and left in a hurry.

Wang Zheng noticed that when the stall owner left, several people secretly followed.

In this regard, Wang Zheng has no intention of caring about it - the general environment in this base is like this, and he can't manage it if he wants to.

There is only one way to solve the problem here, and that is to feed everyone. The so-called food and clothing are enough to know honor and disgrace, and only after people are full of food and clothing, will they take into account shame and morality.

However, even Wang Zheng could not get enough food for 20,000 people for a long time for a while.

"Although this base is not far from the city and is convenient for collecting supplies, the population is too large to satisfy the appetite of 20,000 people even if it loots large shopping malls and supermarkets. Besides, it seems that the base is not well armed, and there are too few awakened people who can fight, and they may not have the ability to take down a large number of supermarkets and shopping malls where living corpses are entrenched.

"And around the base, there are no fields suitable for farming, and there is no way to save yourself if you want to produce...... Well, even if there is a field, it is not urgent to save oneself in production, there is not enough food, there is no enough food, and there is no strength to do physical work......

"With a population of nearly 20,000, it is a pure burden on this base. It would be a good thing if part of it could be relocated to the Yulong Mountain base. It can not only reduce the pressure on this base, but also enhance the strength of my Yulongshan base.

"But it's too far away. With the personnel condition of this base, it is difficult to walk to the Yulongshan base...... I wish the magic spaceship could be built soon! If you have a magic spaceship, many problems can be solved! ”

After pondering for a while, Wang Zheng came to another stall again, and in the expectant eyes of the stall owner, he picked up the gold utensils on the stall.

When he was sweeping the gold from one stall to another, a deep voice suddenly sounded behind him: "This brother, is you interested in gold?" ”

Wang Zheng looked back and saw that the person who spoke was a man of medium stature, muscular, with thick eyebrows and a square face.

This man is in his early forties, wearing a security uniform, with a resolute face, but his eyes are bloodshot, and his eyes are full of deep worry.

He was surrounded by several people, some in security uniforms, some in overalls, and even one in a real SWAT uniform and carrying a well-maintained submachine gun.

Wang Zheng groaned for a moment and said with a smile: "Captain Zhou?" ”

"Zhou Guofeng." The middle-aged man stepped forward and stretched out his right hand with rough skin, thick knuckles, and a very powerful look to Wang Zheng: "What do you call a brother?" ”

Wang Zheng raised his hand and held Zhou Guofeng's palm: "Wang Zheng." The winner is the king of kings, and the iron bones are strong. ”

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