"Twelve boxes!"

Hearing Lin Feng say this number, the middle-aged man on the other side of the coffee table looked shocked.

I thought it would be good for the young man in front of him to have three or two boxes of canned food, but I didn't expect the number to be so large.

Canned food is extremely precious in the last days, and twelve boxes are taken out and sold at once, and a fool can see that Lin Feng is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Dare to ask Childe where this can comes from......"

The middle-aged man's title to Lin Feng changed from the earliest little brother to Mr., and now after hearing the number of canned food, he changed it to Gongzi, which can imagine the influence of canned food. At a small juncture, it can change people's identities, which shows how scarce materials are in the last days.

The middle-aged man squinted at Lin Feng, drew circles on the coffee table with his index finger, and asked cautiously.

Those who can have so many cans will obviously not be ordinary people. Three years have passed since the end of the world, and all the shopping malls and supermarkets near the base have been almost exhausted. It's almost impossible to dig for new food sources unless you're far away from the base to find them.

But the farther away from the base, the more dangerous it becomes, there are a large number of zombies outside the base, and no one will know what high-level mutant zombies appear. Not to mention ordinary people, even those cultivators in the base did not dare to venture too far away from the base to search, the more unknown the place, the more dangerous it was.

In today's scarcity of materials, being able to take out canned food and sell it will definitely not be an ordinary person, and besides, it is still a cultivator who takes it out.

Lin Fengxian didn't speak, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and the aroma of tobacco immediately wafted out.

The cigarette came over with Lin Feng and was kept in Lin Feng's jacket pocket, and Lin Feng did not take it from the supermarket.

Smelling the smell of tobacco, the middle-aged man on the opposite side of the coffee table stopped drinking tea, and his rosacea twitched a few times, and then affirmed the idea just now.

Cigarettes are a luxury in the last days, and only those bigwigs in the center of the base can afford to smoke them. The middle-aged man remembered that it had been an unknown amount of time since he had last smoked.

Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged man, Lin Feng simply took out a cigarette from the cigarette case again and handed it to the middle-aged man.

Afraid that the cigarette would fall on the coffee table, the middle-aged man hurriedly caught it, and the hand that took the cigarette was still a little trembling. After igniting it, he inhales sharply, then closes his eyes with a look of great enjoyment.

"Don't tell the boss that I'm not from this base." Handing Dong Wu a cigarette, Dong Wu shook his head, saying that he would not smoke, Lin Feng spoke again.

"In a large-scale hunt for zombies, my family and I were separated, and now they are rushing here, in a hurry, they didn't bring much white crystal, and they still have to live here, you know."

Spit out a puff of smoke rings, Lin Feng leaned lazily on the chair and said to the middle-aged man with squinted eyes.

The smoke spreads through the air and then fades away.

Sure enough, after listening to Lin Feng's words, the middle-aged man said secretly.

Such a quantity of canned food will definitely not be in the hands of ordinary people, Lin Feng's simple words not only concealed the origin of the canned food, but also warned the middle-aged man that Lin Feng had a family.

The Apocalyptic Table can be connected to the Internet, and there is also a map function. Even if you get lost, you can find it by contacting you. Lin Feng's words were warning the middle-aged man not to use his brains, Lin Feng was powerful on his side.

When he walked out of the store, there were 360 white crystals lying in the storage space of Lin Feng's doomsday watch. Looking at these white crystals, Lin Feng smiled.

12 boxes of canned food, sold for 30 white crystals each. Despite the high price, the middle-aged man still sent Lin Feng and the others to the door of the store with a smile on his face.

promised that the middle-aged man would definitely come here if he wanted to sell canned food, but Lin Feng felt that the possibility was not very great.

gave Dong Wu 5 white crystals, which was five times as much as he had promised before. Dong Wu was quite realistic, he refused to accept it at first, and the two of them shirked it for a long time before accepting it.

"Brother Feng, I'll mess with you in the future!"

Walking on the road, Dong Wu suddenly said with a sincere attitude.

It's only been a little more than a day since he met Lin Feng, but Dong Wu saw that Lin Feng was righteous, and as soon as they met, he could give him canned food worth 30 white crystals, 30 white crystals, which was enough for an ordinary person to live without food and clothing for three months. And in Lin Feng's place, he just gave it to someone like Dong Wu who he didn't know.

originally promised to give Dong Wu a reward of Bai Jing, but then gave so much more, and the price was just that Dong Wu led the way for him, such a thing anyone can do.

In the last days, although human life is not valuable, the most important thing is trust and righteousness. Without these two things, it would be difficult to survive in the mode.

No matter how strong a person is, no one can say what dangers there are in this mode, and if there are friends who can be trusted, the benefits are self-evident.

Dong Wu didn't consider the question of whether Lin Feng was from any family, but simply saw that Lin Feng was so good to him, so he said sincerely.

"Go back and clean up and find a place to live."

Lin Feng glanced at Dong Wu and did not answer directly.

The problem of housing is a big problem at the moment, the environment in the slums is so poor that every few days people with weak constitution starve to death or die of disease. Lin Feng didn't want to die at the hands of zombies, but instead get infected or get sick and die.

On the way, Lin Feng asked Dong Wu and learned that there were some people in the base who had careers, such as doctors who treated people. Every month, the base will send troops and cultivators out to search for supplies, and sometimes they will search for some medicines and medical equipment left over from before the end of the world.

After these things were brought back, a small hospital was established in the base, and the hospital was controlled by the base leadership, and ordinary people had to pay a certain amount of money to see a doctor. The medical supplies are all risky out and searched by the base, and the charges are understandable. But there is no way for those who do not have money, the base is not a philanthropist, it is impossible to provide free medical care.

And if there is a hospital, there is a need for doctors, and those who were doctors before the end of the world were recruited to the hospital and were able to receive a monthly salary.

Not only the hospital, but also some other public facilities in the base, which require professional talents, so there are many people similar to "white-collar workers" in the base, who receive salaries and serve the base.

As a result, there is a gap between the rich and the poor. People with occupations and capable people naturally live a higher life, and those cultivators, needless to say, live at the top of the base pyramid. And those who have no combat effectiveness and no technical ability have become the lowest level of society and can only live in slums.

Saying that, the two came to the periphery of the slums, and since they were going to live in the living area, they naturally had to pack up their things, even if Dong Wu didn't have anything worth cleaning up.

Lin Feng needed a helper now, he knew that he had just entered the end of the world, and he still didn't know much about this world. Dong Wu looked a little more realistic, at least since he had just sold canned food and got the money, Lin Feng didn't see greed in his eyes. Even if Lin Feng gave him Bai Jing more than he promised before, Dong Wu tried his best to shirk it, and Lin Feng could see that it was not pretending.

"Please, let my baby go."

Just as Lin Feng and the others walked to the slum, there was a cry for help in their ears.

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