"It's okay, take this opportunity to relax. ”

After a few casual chats, Ke Mingde walked out.

After escaping death in the cataclysm, everyone cherished the stability in front of them, and regarded the shelter as their home, keeping it very tidy, and walking on the streets as if they had returned to before the cataclysm.

Centered on the location where the Zhengyang treasure was hung, peace had been restored within a few miles of the surrounding area, all the zombies had been cleared, and sentry posts had been erected around it, making the night more stable.

People come and go on the road, carrying farm tools and pushing carts, thriving, not in a hurry.

The buildings in the neighborhood are already occupied, and the upper floors are deserted due to water problems, and are used as warehouses by the people living on the lower floors to store the freshly harvested grain.

The high place is dry, and there are few pests, so it is just right to store food.

Speaking of food, some time ago, Terry led people to clear a granary in the suburbs, which was used as a strategic reserve before the catastrophe, and the reserves were extremely abundant, enough for the people of a city to eat for two or three years, and the current population of the shelter could not eat it for a hundred years.

Due to the inconvenience of transportation, although the transportation can not be carried on the shoulder, but can only be carried by handcarts and tricycles and other human vehicles, Corleone arranged a team of five people to carry food every day, just enough to meet the consumption of the shelter.

"The Sage is out!"

With the implementation of the population policy, a large number of survivors were directed to shelters, and the believers who had previously been brainwashed by Ko Mingde accounted for less than 20% of the population, and he walked some way down the street before being recognized.

"Where!"

"Hmm...... Looks like a stranger!"

"I can't see anything special...... "Some people commented with a clear conscience, ignoring how outstanding Ke Mingde's demeanor was when he had achieved cultivation.

The crowd immediately gathered and discussed, Ke Mingde was overwhelmed, and used an illusion to use Shi Shiran to walk out of the crowd.

"Why is he gone? ...... just here."

"All of a sudden, it's incredible! Is it magic?"

The person who had just been attracted by the crowd stood on the periphery of the pile, didn't see what was happening, and asked nonsense.

"A bunch of fools! You claim to be a materialist with elite education, but when the Holy One who walks in heaven appears on earth and appears to you, you become superstitious about the previous dogma and question the Holy One, and you don't know if your materialism is fake or not......

Some of them were brainwashed by Ke Mingde and sneered.

Although the people of the shelter have reached a consensus in the process of survival and production, the conflict of ideas and beliefs has not been eliminated.

"Maybe it's street magic, how do we know this person isn't a liar?"

Someone retorted.

Ignoring these arguments, Ke Mingde's hidden figure turned around a street corner, his muscles and bones made a gurgling sound, his height decreased to the height of ordinary people, the bone shape of his face also changed, and his temperament converged, no longer as outstanding as before, with a pale face, but like a weak victim.

"It's still a little conspicuous!"

Looking at the white robe dragged to the ground, Ke Mingde took out his hoodie and pants from the space mirror, changed them on his body, and hid his eye-catching long hair.

Although the long beard is also very distinctive, there are also many people in this world who make their beards into various shapes, and limited to the conditions after the cataclysm, most men have a rough beard.

Passing through this neighborhood, there is a lively market, and a piece of cloth spread on the ground is a stall, and there are countless of them.

The goods on the stalls are dazzling, including materials collected from the abandoned city, clothing, bedding, water cups, rice bowls, and discarded books.

There are also items produced by the residents of the shelter after the catastrophe, fresh fruits and vegetables, baskets made of wattle sticks, and mats made of straw.

There are also some handicraft experts who have made hand-cranked threshers and are busy with their stalls.

The bazaars were bustling with people, but due to the collapse of the monetary system after the cataclysm, most of them were bartered, occasionally traded with precious metals such as gold, silver, and jewelry.

In order to facilitate the transaction, Corion also arranged an arbitrator to balance prices and mediate disputes.

"Come and take a look! Thick cotton jacket and thick cotton pants! Don't look at the mold, take it back and dismantle and wash it, and dry it in the summer! Wait until winter to keep out the cold!"

"Newly picked vegetables in the morning!Supplement nutrition, you can be next to each other, and the child's development is inseparable from ......"

After observation, Ke Mingde found that the vendors in the bazaar were mainly divided into two categories, and the people who sold the materials collected from the abandoned city were basically the survivors who had gathered in the shelter one after another during Ke Mingde's retreat.

They have not been brainwashed, they have been estranged from the old residents ideologically, and they are vaguely ostracized, and the fields in the safe zone have been divided up by the old residents, although the shelters provide food, but in order to encourage production and labor, only according to the population is issued subsistence allowances, to feed their stomachs, if they want to improve the quality of life, they must give full play to their abilities, and those with relevant skills are arranged to steel mills, coal mines, farmland, Schools and other places, the rest can only follow the Hand of Light, follow them to carry supplies, pick some out, and sell them in the market.

Most of the people who sell fruits and vegetables are people who are familiar with themselves, they were rescued by Ke Mingde early, and cultivated a piece of farmland in the shelter, because of the abundant reserves of the granary, they were later changed to vegetables, and the harvested crops, in addition to the public treasury, there are many, they can't eat them all, so they have to trade them.

"Before the catastrophe, I hardly ate any meat for my health, but now I drool when I think about meat......"

"I've heard that the militia has captured some poultry and livestock, built a farm, and I don't know when it will be able to produce ...... to the outside world."

Two old men who set up stalls sat on the ground and chatted about their views on the future.

"The shelter is growing very fast, we have only been here for two months, we have seen the population rise, the steel mill is built, and the difficult days are coming to an end. ”

"How can it be so easy, without electricity, we suddenly regressed to two hundred years ago, I heard that the zombies in the south have evolved into demons, and they may be killed soon. ”

"We have guns and bullets, and as long as order is restored, will we be afraid of these monsters?" another old man disagreed.

"Also, if the cataclysm hadn't come so suddenly, we wouldn't have fallen so badly. ”

"Do you recite the Prayer of Light every day that those light believers preach?" one of them said.

"Frankly, I kind of believe what they say, even the cataclysm has happened, what else won't happen? The old man who spoke was a little embarrassed.

"Does it work?"

"Hmm...... I feel that the voice is louder, and I can't say anything else, but the feeling is still a little different. ”

"I can't imagine that even you will be deceived, if you want me to say, there must be someone who has crooked thoughts, taking advantage of people's panic to promote superstition, otherwise why does that sage never show up, it's not that he is worried that the lie will be exposed. The old man had a wise look, quite a bit of a sense that everyone was drunk and I was sober.

"Then how do you explain the demons in the cages? And Demis? I saw with my own eyes that Demis's body glowed with white light......

......

The small talk of the two old men reached Ke Mingde's ears and aroused his interest:

"Demis, the man who was bitten by the demon in the first place, he survived, and what happened to the white light on his body?"