Volume 1 Section 155 Life

For many people, the changes in this world are not a bad thing. Although the virus has destroyed the social order and various rules of the civilized era, it has also brought a new way of life. Take the new Chengdu base city as an example, where anyone can realize their dreams with their own hands. As long as you dare to fight, have enough courage, and are not afraid of life and death, you can get great wealth from the monster's body.

The mutated blood corpses and humanoids are only terrifying in appearance, and have some weird and special biological skills. Their overall strength is slightly stronger than that of the average adult, with a floating index of about 5 to 30 percent, and perhaps even weaker.

The fear caused by the virus storm is fading, and people who have seen too much of the mountains of corpses and blood have a completely different understanding of the meaning of the word "death". More and more hunters have appeared in the base city, and the number of mercenary groups and hunter squads registered with the military is as high as thousands. Among them, a considerable number of them are naturally evolved fortified people. Although the quality of weapons and equipment is poor, and the number of guns is not large, hundreds of mutant corpses are transported into the city from outside the city every day, and dozens of spars and hundreds of milligrams of silver bones can be received every day in the exchange points and shops opened by the military and the foundation.

People no longer save their money as they did in peacetime. At a very cheap price, you can buy weapons and ammunition at military exchange points. 56 mm assault rifles are no longer in the military's arsenal, and the exchange price open to civilians in the base city is only fifty milligrams of silver bone. This price is not too high, nor too low, as long as anyone who pays attention to the exchange ratio every day knows that the numbers on the electronic display screen of the exchange point are changing at any time.

Last week, the price was still sixty-five milligrams of silver bone for an assault rifle.

Today, it has dropped to forty-eight milligrams.

Of course, the bullet is calculated separately.

Not everyone is born brave, and some people feel that a life of adventure and fighting is not for them, and they would rather stay in the city and make a living in other ways.

In order to prevent the city from being attacked by mutated creatures on a large scale, minefields were set up around the perimeter of the city walls that were hundreds of meters wide. Many civilians who could not enter the city dug near the minefields and planted seeds for crops such as corn, wheat, potatoes and sweet potatoes. The planting area is not large, and the area of a single plot is about one to two acres. People build houses near fields or use existing buildings to make their homes safer by reinforcing doors and windows. They guarded their last possessions, and watched with fierce and vigilant eyes on everyone who walked by the fields. Even when I was sleeping, I had weapons such as pistols, kitchen knives, and hammers stuffed under my pillow.

The military has always been selecting suitable fighters among civilians.

Near each gate, there is a spacious open space. Most of the foreign civilians will come here to try their luck, hoping to be favored by those officers who have a rigid face and have no feelings to talk about, and become a member of the supplementary training camp.

This kind of thing has become the supreme luck that is envied by everyone. That means that from now on you will be able to get a warm room, a clean bedding, hot water, food, weapons, ......

Unfortunately, the number of people selected is very small, about 2 percent, or even less.

In addition to the army, the Hao consortium is also picking people.

Their selection criteria are about the same as those of the military. In addition to the soldiers, the major consortia also need some other extremely important people. They advertised in large numbers in civilian camps outside the city, recruiting all kinds of experienced skilled workers, engineers, agricultural and animal husbandry experts and skilled workers, retired military and police personnel, and coolies who were willing to endure hardships and stand hard work.

Base City is different from other abandoned cities. This is a military jurisdiction, and the wealthy consortium cannot wantonly plunder the population here.

There were many people who were unhappy with this, and thousands of people gathered in front of the city gates every day to ask for help from the military and the government.

Some people took out a gilded award certificate and tried to flaunt that they once had an incomparably glorious past.

Someone showed his old-style ID card and roared that he was a certain official in such and such a district in such and such a city. Among them, there are many big names such as bureau chiefs, mayors, department heads, and even vice governors.

There are also people who take out gold, diamond rings, jade jewelry, and try to bribe soldiers and officers, claiming that they know such and such a person, and their father's surname is Li's mother's surname, and Grandpa's surname is Wang, so for their sake, you must let me in, otherwise Uncle Ben will let you go around without eating, and then find hundreds of brothers and several truckloads of people to cut your whole family together.

There has never been a shortage of fools in this world, and there are many people who think they are shrewd. They look at other people with a stupid mind, understanding and eyes, and think that everyone else is stupider than themselves. But as everyone knows, in the eyes of others, in addition to the shiny and beautiful skin, the fools are actually a piece of dirty and stinky shit.

On both sides of the road outside the base city, hundreds of tall wooden poles are erected.

There was a corpse hanging on it.

Some are fresh.

Some have rotted.

Others are only a few stinking bones. Underneath the pole, you can find other skeletons belonging to the body.

The soldiers were no longer afraid of any rich boy or local magistrate. The military headquarters has long had a strict orderβ€”β€”β€”β€” anyone who dares to storm the military control zone will be shot on the spot.

The soldiers are not merciful, they don't recognize their identities, they only look at the number of silver bones and hedrons you hand over.

More and more madmen began to wander outside the city walls. There are men, and there are women. What started out as a few has grown to several hundred. They were scurrying around the city walls, and some people were desperately banging their heads against the walls, thinking that this was the most fun game in the world; Someone gnawed at the wall with their teeth, thinking it was something like a cream cake; There were also people who looked up at the sky and pondered for a long time, and then suddenly burst out, shouting nonsense that no one could understand, and ran wildly in the mine-covered area, and then they were blown up to the point that there was no scum left.

The soldiers defending the city complained almost every day: they had to replenish mines again.

The camps outside the city are getting bigger and bigger, and people who are unable to enter the city have to build new settlements outside the base city. They built their houses out of every material they could find: a few pieces of wood, plus a plastic sheet, were shelters from the wind and rain. By tying corrugated tiles and felt with wire, you can create a hut that is large enough to sleep. Although it is very narrow, it looks like it can live in people.

There are no defenses set up outside Base City. However, the human psyche is so strange β€”β€”β€”β€” they always think that the closer they are to the walls, the safer they are. The soldiers stationed in the city would never watch themselves being eaten alive by mutated creatures. They will definitely draw their guns and shoot at critical times.

Although more than a year has passed since the outbreak of the virus, many people still have a glimmer of luck in their minds.

A large new civilian area has formed outside the base city. Roughly calculated, the population is about 300,000. Minefields and power grids separated the walls from the new district, as if they were a moat that could never be crossed.

Concerns were constantly expressed at meetings of the military department that the large number of civilians would pose a threat to the base city. After deliberations, a series of emergency orders were issued. These include the establishment of exchange points outside the city, but the types of weapons exchanged can only be ordinary firearms, and heavy weapons are strictly prohibited from entering the civilian population.

The order outside the city is more chaotic than inside the city.

However, there is always something subtle and identical between the two areas.

A lot of able-bodied people gathered together to form violent gangs. They rob and extort, do not produce, and killings, clashes and bloodshed are staged every day. Those who could not be bullied were forced to unite and form a new force to oppose them. The area outside the city was soon divided into blocks of potential, and in addition to silver bones, hedrons, and blue coins, there were gold and various resources in circulation.

Some inexplicable religious organizations have also appeared. There are hundreds of archbishops, archpopes, popes, living gods, and the like. In the hands of many civilians, there are always several Gospels of a similar doctrinal nature. The content is nothing more than the outbreak of a catastrophe in the world, and the heavens will send blessings to save everything, provided that you are pious enough to take the initiative to sacrifice your property and body for the mercy and blessing of the Almighty God, and so on

People go missing every day outside the city. The most effective way for people to resolve conflicts is to fight, which can escalate to stabbing people with knives or smashing people with sticks. At night, people living in shacks must be vigilant, and few people are outside. That means you may be in danger of not being known. They may be taken captive, or they may be killed on the spot, cut into pieces, and used for other purposes.

People are also a resource.

The delicatessen in the city has been thriving, and several similar shops have gradually opened outside the city. Although the owner and the customer are silent, it is clear to each other where the ingredients for the large pieces of braised pork hanging from the hook come from.

Refugees have been short of food. The source of food supply in the entire human society has been completely destroyed, and the resources left in the abandoned cities have basically deteriorated and decayed, and people can only look for something else to eat.

Naturally, it is one of them.

Mutated creatures roam abandoned cities, but that doesn't mean they won't leave their existing territory and wander outside.

Civilian areas outside the city are attacked by mutated creatures almost daily. There weren't many of them, usually just one or two, and at most they didn't exceed ten. Each time the Bloodcorpses and Humanoids appeared, they would kill several civilians, causing chaos and panic, and then they would soon be besieged and killed on the spot by hunters who heard the news.

Mutated creatures roasted or boiled began to be sold in the deli. These cuts of meat are inexpensive, costing only a few pennies per kilogram. Monster meat is clearly more popular than other meats. Although they were once their own siblings, their exterior has changed, and their internal structure must be the same. At least, when you eat it in your mouth, you won't have too much psychological burden, and you won't feel guilty or guilty.

It is no exaggeration to say that Base City has become the most beautiful country in the minds of some idealists.

Yes, here you can get everything by labor and with your hands, defend your property with courage and strength. There is no longer any rich second-generation official second-generation who and pees on your neck, and there is no official rich businessman who snatches what belongs to you in the name of high-sounding. If you feel angry and feel that you have been treated unfairly, you can take up a weapon and cut off the other person's head.

The police and the military do not strip civilians of their assets, but they also do not meddle in disputes between civilians. You can use blood and violence to enforce your claims in civilian areas, while also beware of others using the same tactics against you. Whatever you do, murder, arson, robbery, rape, fraud and theft, the premise is that you must hand over enough hedron and silver bones to have the basic right to enter the city and live in the city.

That's utopia.

If Thomas. Moore is still alive, I wonder what he will think?

Night, a calm past.

Morning, silently coming.

Xinyan exercised and jogged as usual, passing by the guard post where Private Yan Ye was stationed, and with a sweet smile and friendly attitude, he brought a wave of admiration from among the soldiers.

Sweating hotly, when he ran into the family building, Xinyan happened to meet He Qun, the administrator with a cold expression, as if he was dissatisfied with his desires, and he couldn't solve the problem of physiological hunger and thirst for a long time.

This obese middle-aged woman with a gloomy face, carrying a dirty bell, glanced at Xinyan viciously, turned around, and shook the bell vigorously as she walked upstairs.

"Boom"

Suddenly, a loud noise broke the silence of the family building.

"Open the door, get up, get up quicklyβ€”β€”β€”β€”"

He Qun walked on a big figure-eight foot that was heavier than a duck, and shouted loudly in an unpleasant tone that was not weaker than that of a male goose in estrus: "Send something, if you don't want to starve to death, hurry up and give the old lady out." It's outdated, and if you don't get it late, don't blame me for not sending a notice. Get up, get up, get up, all fucking get upβ€”β€”β€”β€”"

The closed doors immediately opened, and women with nervous expressions and guarded faces leaned out. They either stood by the door, or pulled it open a crack and kept looking out. The eyes that shot from different positions quickly gathered on He Qun, there were anticipation, longing, nervousness, hatred, disgust, and fear.

But more than that, it's curiosity.

As is customary, today is the day for the distribution of meat products and fats.

Most of the women living in this family building are missing persons whose husbands have been killed in battle or whose whereabouts are unknown. They have nothing to rely on and no source of income. If it weren't for the order of the military ministry to provide all military families with essential living resources, they would have been living on the streets long ago.

He Qun is a greedy woman who is also extremely lazy. Every time the materials are distributed, the family members take the initiative to ask for them. She oppressed and bullied the women in this building, and all kinds of daily necessities were never distributed in full. At its worst, the reduction was even more than 80 percent.

The women complained to the higher authorities. The officers of the logistics department were very fattened by He Qun and never paid attention to this kind of thing. They are helpless, and the families of the war dead and the families of those on duty are two very different concepts. The headquarters was too busy with other affairs to ask about similar administrative issues, and the officers below naturally disobeyed him.

There were a few women with strong temperaments who thought of killing He Qun directly. But the evil woman had a gun, and there were also a few evil women around her who were acting for the tiger colluding with each other, as well as the evil forces outside to protect each other, so there was no chance to do it at all, but a few women with similar thoughts disappeared one after another.

He Qun, this mother-in-law, is very vigilant.

She bribed the officials of the logistics department to build a wall between several family buildings and convert them into separate buildings. In the middle, only a small door is left for entry and exit. The women in the building had to pass in front of the building where she lived if they wanted to go out, and the road leading to the offices of the Logistics Management Service and other military areas was blocked by checkpoints and had to be detoured from civilian areas. Once an abnormality is discovered, He Qun will use a short-distance communicator to contact nearby gang members and abduct the women who petitioned and complained on the spot.

The soldiers never interfered in any of the problems that occurred in the civilian area, and the modified fence was just right enough to block the sentinel's view. Threats, violence, and vivid examples of missing people have left the bullied women in this building to survive in humiliation.

As for the residents of the other family buildings, He Qun will treat them differently. Although she has no culture, her brain is not stupid, and she knows that she can't list all women as opponents, and at critical times, she has to win over some women whose husbands are in important positions, have military merits, and have higher military ranks as shields.

Any manager has a mixed reputation, and while applauding, it will always be accompanied by scolding. With all kinds of vicious methods, as well as a considerable number of family members of officers who did not know who were helping to speak, He Qun firmly sat in the position of administrator, knocking out the bones and sucking the marrow from half of the women with a bone scraper in one hand, and holding flowers in the other hand to play the image of a good man in front of the other half of the women.

The women stood at the door of their respective rooms, silently watching He Qun shouting loudly.

They were very puzzledβ€”β€”β€”β€” this woman is usually lazy and ruthless, and she has never taken the initiative to call someone to collect supplies like now. Could it really be that the sun will come out of the west? Still is...... Something unnamed and unexpected?

Xinyan walked into the room, took a towel, slowly wiped the sweat beads on his face, and looked coldly at He Qun, who was shaking the bell like a madman

The shrill shouts and the ringing of bells lasted for more than ten minutes, and all the women in the family building left their rooms in disbelief, gathered at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, and surrounded He Qun.

This is obviously a good opportunity to get rid of the evil woman.

However, what women are most concerned about at the moment is just how much meat they can get this month? How much grease?

He Qun quickly glanced around, and there was a subtle hint of pride in his eyes. She rang the bell arrogantly, and her expression was like that of a noblewoman who gave beggars a meal overnight.

"It's all here, aren't they? Then let's go, line up, get in order, and follow me to get something. ”

A young woman with a thin stature and a weak appearance asked with doubt: "Where to go?" What do you get? ”

He Qun replied impatiently: "Of course, I will receive your meat quota for this month." What do you think it's for? Is it possible to bring a man back to sleep with you? ”