Ling Lan could barely believe her ears.

"Have you developed an antidote?" She asked.

"Nope."

"No?! Isn't it a mess to do this in Xijing? This is a virus in disguise! ”

"Where there is demand, there is a market. Xijing does not have a unified organization to protect it, but has various alliances, large and small. Each alliance cooperates, restricts, and confronts each other, and those here must win over the zombies and others if they want to survive. Yan Huang said leisurely.

The situation in Xijing is complicated, and it is not something that outsiders can imagine. Each alliance represents a different organization of interests, which is constantly in conflict and sometimes cooperative.

Putting aside the problems between people, when it comes to dealing with zombies: if ordinary people can overcome their fears, killing a single zombie is not a problem. But in places with a dense concentration of zombies, just relying on the body of ordinary people is a little unbearable.

The virus in the black rain is a double-edged sword, it can kill people, and it can also give people a certain chance to gain power that is not their own.

Of course, a lot of this depends on luck.

"After repeated clinical trials, the side effects of the booster now circulating on the market are already minimal. Of course, everything is risky, and everyone's physique is different, and according to tracking statistics, the rate of rejection and failure is still as high as 60%. ”

"If you succeed, you'll be able to surpass the average person, and if you're lucky, you might even have abilities. But if it fails...... I'm sorry, but I'm just waiting to be shot in the head. It's a gamble, and everyone is fighting for their lives. ”

"Ridiculous!" Ling Lan shouted a loud reprimand. Human life is at stake, how can you be so hasty?

This Yan Huang is also a doctor, and she doesn't have the slightest awareness of saving lives and helping the wounded, but she is still describing these things with a high-minded tone that has nothing to do with herself, how can she not be angry?

"What's so absurd? At least in Xijing, whoever has the ability is alive, who has the ability and who has the materials, and everyone plays an important role in the alliances to which they belong. This point is much stronger than Nanchuan. ”

"Nanchuan's Future Group, in order to protect the interests of a small number of people, sacrificed the vast majority of people to work for them, and was abandoned in the end...... Do you think that's right? Those poor people, did they ever have the right to choose? Yan Huang snorted coldly.

Ling Lan was speechless.

Nanchuan's affairs, she and Yi Chen have both experienced it firsthand.

The Future Group uses the survivors on the periphery to toil and collect supplies, while providing them with extremely small remuneration to make ends meet. After the zombies attacked, they retreated to the inner city, leaving the periphery to fend for themselves.

Now, under the influence of the second black rain, the zombies have broken through the fortifications and completely smashed the "Neverland" of the inner city. And the Future Group just struggled a little and retreated, hiding in Xijing, not caring about the lives of the people at all.

Although this is the outbreak of the corpse tide in the whole city, and the situation cannot be controlled, but the matter is man-made, there is nothing that cannot be done, only what you want or don't want. From this analysis, it is indeed the critical time of the future group that is not strong enough.

However, in Xijing, the situation of openly processing and selling the virus was really unacceptable to Ling Lan. Even Ouyang Hong, who was paranoid before, had never done this!

"Are there a lot of infected people in Xijing?" Ling Zhe had been listening carefully to their conversation just now before he asked.

"It's a lot, maybe more than you think." Yan Huang replied.

The sister and brother looked at each other, not knowing what kind of situation their group would be like when they arrived in Xijing.

With the addition of Yi Chen and Liang Bing, the infected people in the entire city of Nanchuan can be counted on two hands, and this is still top-secret information, and ordinary people don't know about it at all.

Western Kyoto is openly selling so-called "health boosters", is it possible that infected people are all over the streets?

"That's not going to happen." Boosters are expensive and not affordable for ordinary people. And there are a lot of people who have concerns, so I didn't buy it. Fang Xuan listened to their lively chat, and couldn't help but interject again.

"It's a shame that you're still studying zombies and writing about post-apocalyptic survival." Hearing him talk about this, Yan Huang was a little disdainful.

"Survival of the fittest, natural selection, the weak die out, the strong stay, only by constantly improving physical fitness and ability, can we compete with zombies and other stronger people. If you don't hurry up and improve yourself, you won't know how to die when the time comes. ”

"Hey, I'll just write one, and the pen is my gun. I use my book to save sentient beings, at least there are no side effects, to be honest, I have a lot more conscience than you sell potions......" Fang Xuan disagreed.

"Heh, don't let me see you kneel and beg me to give you medicine one day." Yan Huang's eyes were so cold that he could kill.

"Ouch, our son is awkward again. Anyway, I won't be like you, try the medicine myself, and willingly become like this. Fang Yu stuck out his tongue.

Yan Huang was too lazy to take care of Fang Xuan. That guy knows that he has too much detail, and he will shake out a few burdens if he is cold. He didn't feel comfortable chatting with the idiots from Nanchuan in the back row.

Yi Chen was like a wooden man who could leave it alone, and the expressions of the two sisters and brothers changed back and forth, sometimes surprised, sometimes indignant, which made him find it quite interesting.

“…… The situation in Xijing is so complicated, so how do the various alliances and non-governmental organizations communicate with each other? I mean, is there any currency in circulation in Xijing right now? Ling Zhe asked.

In Nanchuan, the Future Group issued future coupons to replace the previous cash and use them in the inner city. What about Xijing?

"Xijing does not have a unified currency. Each district and the township below have special appraisal offices, where items can be valued and exchanged for what you want. By the way, zombies can also be bought and sold. ”

"What?!" The siblings were stunned again.

"Zombie eyeballs, teeth, bones, brain tissue, etc., are all valuable."

“…… What are these for? ”

"Trade Secrets." Yan Huang's slender index finger gestured to his mouth and made a silent motion.

"Of course, there are a very small number of people who will also collect whole corpses and living corpses, so the valuation will be relatively flexible."

"Awesome!" Ling Zhe was impressed.

From this, it sounds like the Xijing people have gradually reversed their mentality in the last days. They are not blindly afraid and evasive, but gradually grasp the initiative. Hunting zombies can also buy and exchange items, which is definitely a good incentive mechanism!

If the people of Nanchuan are hiding in the walls and artificial vaults to escape reality after the end of the world comes, then Xijing's side is simply quickly adapting to the end times, far beyond their imagination.

Several people asked and answered this question, and the time passed quickly, and soon they arrived near the cave tunnel where they set off.

Ling Lan asked Fang Yu to wait not far away, and she, Yi Chen, and Ling Zhe walked back on foot first.