The news of the imminent opening of the hope mall spread, and even the 21st Division sent people to investigate many times.

Regarding the matter of the gathering place of hope, Zheng Yifan did not reveal half a point, with Li Ning's strong strength, ordinary people have to weigh their own weight even if they want to fight the autumn breeze here.

Four hundred and seventy-two workers were all in place, and each of them had only a small area of work, and outside the gathering place, tricycles were constantly loading and unloading decoration materials, all of which were in a dozen containers that suddenly appeared not far from the gathering place. It was full of materials, and a dozen warriors guarded it, and the simple defensive formation made many people want to go up and take advantage, but they quickly gave up.

The crossbow arrows in each warrior's hand are all fired in bursts, and there is a self-loading magazine next to it, and the crossbow arrows shoot out not much different from a submachine gun.

There are even two fighters with two flamethrower towers arranged on the container, and the powerful combat power is terrifying.

In fact, these things have begun to appear gradually on the Tianruiguan city wall, and many important weapons of mass destruction are arranged inside the newly built city wall.

A large number of flamethrower towers can turn the city walls into a sea of fire in an instant. The oil depot was surrounded by oil depots deep into the agglomeration, which were made up of five-meter-thick wall bricks to create a solid oil depot that stored a large amount of fuel in the agglomeration, and the walls were covered with spouts and even blood spouts.

Here, it is the meat grinder of the battlefield, which can devour the lives of zombies infinitely. It is also a death zone for zombies.

Now!

In the gathering place of Hansui City, the most discussed is the hope mall, the shopping mall created by the caravan that was so bold that the sky, in three days, the first floor was renovated, the magnificent decoration and the huge counter, full of apocalyptic style.

Heavy and sturdy. In the hall on the first floor, the middle of the room is completely vacant, two bed crossbow stands at the main entrance, ready to design, hundreds of repeater crossbows are set up on four walls, as long as the switch is pressed in an instant, 50 crossbow arrows in the arrow box will be quickly fired.

Powerful lethality intimidates everyone. Each counter is like a bank window, except for a concave delivery opening underneath.

The glass is bulletproof glass that Zheng Yifan bought in the real world, and the doors outside are all new-style security doors.

Zheng Yifan consulted with the internationally renowned security group for the entire structure, and purchased a set of design plans and ordered most of the building materials.

Of course, many places are not perfect, after all, in the last days, there are superpowers, and the direction of the wall is only reinforced with 5 cm thick steel plates, and those powerful superpowers are also likely to break through. After all, there are many strange superpowers, and no one knows what superpowers they will have, so they can only do their best to obey the destiny of heaven.

With such a strong protective ability, it can only be said that it is not a gentleman but not a villain, at least it can make those ordinary people sigh with admiration.

The expansion of the underground warehouse has also begun, and the original underground warehouse is too small, only a few hundred square meters, and now it needs to be expanded.

One qiē and one qiē are gradually on the right track.

Three days later, in the morning, the morning light threw the sky, the crowd began to appear gradually, board trucks were active on the road, nearly 100 soldiers of the 21st Division patrolled on Caishen Street, and the street without a name next to it was also named Hope Avenue. The road surface was smoothed by Zheng Yifan's hired people, and it was more neat and beautiful.

Nowadays, there are hundreds of pallet trucks on the road, slowly piling up Hope Avenue, and on Caishen Street, there are poor people in those slums, and people from every household come out to wait to buy.

Today is the first day of the opening of Hope Mall, and it is said that there will be special gifts, a super tempting and tempting lucky draw, a 24-hour promotion of 20% off the entire site, and promotions for other floors to be opened.

All drive the poor people in the gathering place crazy.

The lottery was mysterious, no one knew what the prizes were, but far away they could see the plastic plate behind the crossbow that was flush with the roof, and there were ten kinds of rewards on the plastic plate, which were silk-screened with scratched silver ink.

There is only one first place, two second places, and four third places. The number increases sequentially. There are a total of 10 prizes.

Not everyone has a prize, but Zheng Yifan believes that as long as one person wins the lottery, the shopping boom will follow.

"Hey! Can you read what is written on the sign in front of you? I have myopia and can't see clearly at all. Did their boss repent? Don't buy the Lost Crystals and those garbage evolution fruits? In the middle of the slum line, a faltering middle-aged uncle dragged his slightly lame leg and looked nervously at the person in front of him.

It was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with a baby-faced, deep-sunken face. There's even the slightest fold.

The loose skin seemed to show how fat he once was. Of course, the end of the world is more effective than any weight loss products, most people are malnourished, it is good to survive, if you want to maintain the figure of a little fat man, you really need to be wealthy.

"Uncle, it's all painted on it, next to it is written 1st prize, 2nd prize, followed by numbers like 1, 2, 4, 16, and below is written a lottery gift, and every product worth 1 yuan consumed (bought or sold) will get a lottery ticket. Only the winner of the lottery can scratch off the coating. The boy's eyes widened with excitement.

"Uncle, they still buy the mourning crystals and those garbage evolution fruits, and they can finally rest assured, my dad hid these things under the box like treasures, but others died outside, and today I can finally replace them with some food." The boy finally showed a happy smile, a smile that hadn't been shown in the last month.

My father's team was surrounded by zombies on the grassland, and the whole army was wiped out, and only the mercenary group from afar brought back the message of death.

Since then, he and his sister have been helpless, relying on the supplies he has obtained from scavenging on the grasslands to make ends meet, and to feed a sister who is three years younger than him.

He was in charge of scavenging, and his sister cleaned and maintained the materials he picked up to make them shiny, and then sold them on the street.

A lot of the time it's clothes and shoes, which are worn by zombies, and the mercenary groups need decorations on their bodies, not clothes and shoes.

In the gathering place, this garbage is cheap to die for.

He just barely survived on other people's unwanted garbage.

Today may be the day of his biggest harvest this month, because he is likely to sell all the garbage of his father's mercenary group.

That was when his father was in the mercenary group, and he gave it to his father alone after the collective harvest.

It is a collective subsidy for two children.

Today, the two siblings are likely to have a full meal, and they will not be robbed halfway, because more and more soldiers have appeared on Fortuna Street.

Usually fighting the autumn wind and avoiding the soldiers to rob the weak will not be held accountable, but if you violate the rules set by the 21st Division in person, you will definitely not show mercy to your subordinates if you kill them on the spot.

"Thank you! Thankfully, we survivors were finally given a chance to survive. Gradually, tears even appeared on the faces of the middle-aged man.

The young man looked at the old man in front of him carefully, and suddenly said in surprise: "Old man, aren't you our Hansui Baji Boxing master Master Wu?" Before the end of the world, my dad still wants to send you to the martial arts gym you opened to lose weight! ”

The boy's cry attracted the attention of the people around him, and they realized that the middle-aged man who lived with him in the slum and was scavenging outside the gathering place was actually a master of Bajiquan before the end of the world. He is a frequent guest of local television stations and a permanent director of the National Martial Arts Association.

But then, they suddenly realized that even if they were Bajiquan masters, in the last days, hand-to-hand combat with zombies was purely to find their own guilt, and after practicing Bajiquan all their lives, it became useless in the era of the supremacy of force in the last days.

If he had been willing to rob the scavengers who had come in and out of the settlement, life might have been better.

But as a pure martial artist, he can't do it, he really can't do it, the cultivation and dignity of a martial artist make him unable to do these things, punishing evil and promoting good is what they should do, but ...... When the end of the world just came, he was chased to the sky with no way, no door to the ground, jumped down from the fourth floor, and was also very lucky to break a leg.

"Kid, I'm Wu Yingzhou, I'm not a master, I just know how to play two punches." Wu Yingzhou touched the young man's head: "It's a pity, if it was before the end of the world, I would have taught you boxing, and now ...... Teaching you boxing is harming you. ”

Wu Yingzhou kept shaking his head. He also has a baby grandson to take care of, but he saved it after he fought hard to save his leg, because saving his grandson, he delayed the best time to treat his leg.

In the last days, the old man resolutely survived in order to take care of his grandson, and endured everything, for fear that something would happen to him and his ten-year-old grandson would starve to death without anyone to take care of him.

"Master, I just worship you as a teacher, you teach me boxing, teach me to strengthen my body, so that I can also go outside the gathering place to fight zombies in the future and avenge my father." The young man gritted his teeth and said resolutely.

"It's useless, I only know boxing, weapons have never been practiced, before the end of the world, I always feel that a mastery is stronger than those who practice everything, nothing can be done, who knows that in the environment of the end of the world, boxing has no effect at all, you use your fists to fight zombies, as long as you scratch a little skin and put your life on the line, you can't rub it at close range, what kind of boxing do you practice." Wu Yingzhou shook his head: "The last days are the era of group cooperation, the era of luck first, and the age of long weapons, hand-to-hand combat has long been completely useless, if it weren't for the fact that there is still a grandson to raise, I really want to eat this terrible fruit." ”

Wu Yingzhou looked at the two schoolbags he was carrying in his hand full of fruits, and his teeth rattled.

"Yes, I'm afraid that only those superpowers have a way out. If I hadn't had a sister, I would have eaten it a long time ago. The boy patted the backpack on his chest as well.

On his body, there were seven large travel bags, and the dirty travel bags were full of garbage evolution fruits and a small number of lost crystals.

"Alas, fate! It's a trick, if only I could win the prize on the brand in front of me, look at their generosity, there must be something good. Wu Yingzhou sighed.

"Yes, if there is really a little bit of luck, I will catch it even if I am desperate!" The boy sighed.

The survivors who are still alive in the last days are not the rats who are hiding in Tibet, as long as they are given hope and the possibility of fighting, they will be freed up. Because they have more important things to guard.