The bulletproof escort vehicle in front of the camp square had been scrapped, and Jiang Sen drove an armed heavy-duty truck from the garage and began to carry weapons with Mu Yan.

The process of carrying the weapons to the car lasted more than an hour.

Although Mu Yan cooperated with Jiang Sen to carry weapons, she was used to thinking according to the logical norms of the civilized world, and she knew very well what these things meant. She felt frightened and panicked again. But she didn't know what to do, she had been at a loss for the past few days, she just felt that the man around her always knew what she should do, which made her feel very secure, so she could only follow Jiang Sen's meaning, expressionless, numb back and forth between the carriage and the wooden box.

Sit in the cab, turn the key, and start the engine. Looking at the sunset gradually sinking in the distance, Jiang Sen turned around, squinted his eyes, and looked at Mu Yan who was sitting beside him.

"I'm not a bad person. I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do. Then, I need you to drive this car, and the weapons on this car are what we need to survive, you know? Jiang Sen said seriously staring at Wang Muyan's beautiful eyes.

Wang Muyan, who has been strengthened by the stones, has strengthened not only her body, but also her psychology, and after Jiang Sen finished speaking, she nodded seriously.

"Okay, there are a lot of military vehicles in the garage over there, now I'm going to drive an armed explosion-proof vehicle, I'll drive that armed explosion-proof vehicle in front of you to clear the way, you just have to follow me, understand?"

After Jiang Sen finished speaking, Wang Muyan nodded.

Jiang Sen got into an armed explosion-proof car, unscrewed the key, he slowly released the clutch, and stepped on the accelerator with his right foot. The air conditioner in the car kept blowing a clean cool breeze, and a Dongfeng truck full of weapons and equipment followed an armed explosion-proof vehicle, ran over the flesh and blood on the first floor of the camp square, and drove out of the camp.

"Buzz." The air conditioner in the conference room on the second floor blew a cold wind, making the summer evening in the apocalyptic disaster a little more comfortable.

Dinner on the conference table was sumptuous: braised pork, shredded potatoes, fried luncheon meat, dry vermicelli, and a seaweed egg soup.

Looking at the food on the table, Jiang Sen only felt a little stunned. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, making sure he wasn't dreaming.

He remembers stuffing his BMW with some rice, noodles, canned food, and so on. As for the fresh meat of vegetables that rotted easily, Jiang Sen was sure that he hadn't taken it. Obviously, this is Wang Muyan's masterpiece.

It's too extravagant———— in the future world, only the big guys are entitled to enjoy these delicacies. For ordinary people like themselves, the concept of food is just a necessity to sustain life.

In Jiang Sen's memory, "food" was not a broad word, but largely a reference to hard, black coarse barley bread, salty and unchewable cured meats, and a five-milligram standard pack of vitamin granules, and the backpack he reborn from had a certain amount of bacon and compressed hard bread.

Wang Muyan walked over with two bowls of rice. Induction cooker, wok and rice cooker. These things can be found in many supermarkets and electronics stores. The small solar generator on the roof of the building is not very powerful, but it is enough to maintain normal lighting and various living facilities.

Jiang Sen picked up the bowl and took a big gulp of rice. He eats quickly and carefully. Occasionally, when a grain of rice fell on the table, he would pick it up with his fingers and eat it.

"Cook more in the evening. We'll be busy tomorrow and probably won't have time to get food. ”

Wang Muyan nodded silently, of course she understood the meaning of Jiang Sen's words———— living is not just about having a full stomach. Clothing, bedding, medicines. If you want to stay in this small building, you need to collect more supplies from the city.

Looking at Jiang Sen, who was gobbling up, I don't know why, Wang Muyan suddenly lost his appetite. She put down the bowl, took her beloved iPhone from her jacket pocket, and tapped the touchscreen with her slender fingers, and the black screen immediately showed a variety of brightly colored icons. However, the small wavy triangle in the upper right corner of the screen, which represents the strength of the transmitted signal, is still missing. She wants to go home, and she hasn't been home for almost half a year after studying abroad.

Jiang Sen swallowed a large and delicious meal and took a sip of soup. He looked at Wang Muyan with pity, and he finally realized that this was a girl in front of him who needed protection: her eyes were full of hesitation and helplessness, not at all like the appearance of fighting out of the underground parking lot, fearless, fierce, ruthless, and desperate to escape. Perhaps, only now, her performance is truly in line with the age she should be.

Wang Muyan is not yet 20 years old. By the standards of the current era, she is still a student who has not graduated from college, and she is enjoying the romance and innocence of school. However, in a future world full of blood and death struggles, a woman of her age is basically a mother of three or four children, or even more. And now she wants to go back to her mother's arms.

Jiang Sen put down his chopsticks, stretched out his right hand, pointed to the mobile phone in the other party's hand very clearly, and said in an irresistible commanding tone: "Give it to me!" ”

Wang Muyan's reaction was obviously a little slow. After a moment's hesitation, she handed over her phone.

Jiang Sen took it, put it in front of him, flexibly turned the direction of a pistol on the table in the palm of his hand, held the body of the gun, pointed the handle of the gun at the girl, and stuffed it straight over.

"It's a brutal world you've never imagined and can't describe in any words. Don't ask me why it's the way it is out there? And don't ask me when the disasters and nightmares will end? ”

Jiang Sen said seriously: "I'm the same as you, I don't know the answer, and I can't find the answer." The only answer before us is that we have to live. ”

"Forget the most beautiful things, all those wonderful arts were created by human beings after their basic needs for food, clothing, shelter and transportation have been satisfied, and now the survival of mankind is under direct threat, and those beautiful things have become the most vulnerable things."

"Zombies and monsters have no aesthetic abilities. Black and white, in their eyes there is no difference. Beauty and old women seemed to those fellows to be flesh to eat. In the eyes of the hungry living, the antiques of hundreds of years ago are just bottles and cans that have no use, and hunger is always the most terrible. It's a damn, dirty, vile, dark time. We may never be able to change anything, only to adapt to worse and worse circumstances. Forget your phone! There will be no more government, no more army, so there will be no rescue. Instead of living in emptiness and fantasy, think about how you can empower yourself. Remember———— at all times, knives and guns are the best and most trustworthy companions, they can solve others together, and they can also ....."

Jiang Sen didn't say, "It can also be used to solve yourself", but handed the clean rice bowl to Wang Muyan, "Add me another bowl of rice!" ”