Seeing Lu Dachuan and the others leave the medical room, Chen Xi also left the medical room under the urging of the old doctor in a yellowed and white coat.

Walking out of the infirmary, looking at the flickering fire reflected in the oil drums in the hallway, and the strange and familiar dim surroundings around him, he raised his eyebrows and took steps.

The temperature in the subway station is much warmer than that on the surface of the ground where it is dozens of degrees below zero.

As Chen Xi walked forward, he unbuttoned the collar of his coat, trying to relax his tense body and spirit.

The first thing every explorer who returns to the surface of the surface after returning to the underground shelter is to undergo a medical examination to determine if they are injured or affected by radiation.

And the second thing is to turn in weapons and supplies from surface exploration!

Along the corridor, to the public area of the east wing, Chen Xi couldn't help but light up.

What catches your eye is a square transformed from a subway lobby, and the space is relatively spacious.

A heat wave followed.

In this area, there is a small market formed by the residents of the subway station.

It is said to be a bazaar, but it is actually a place where subway residents spontaneously gather.

The vendors sitting on the ground were only selling bits and pieces such as screws, glass bottles, and so on on the stall in front of them.

On the side of the bonfire, which is surrounded by stones, hangs an iron pot.

In the boiling pot, a hot soup is boiling.

Being in the dim underground environment for a long time, not seeing the sun, and always facing the reign of terror of the "hangers" and the huge pressure of survival, have left indelible traces on the faces of men, women and children in the subway station.

Almost every subway resident is blind-eyed, yellow-skinned, and ragged.

Like the walking dead, they numbly repeat the task at hand.

There were only a few thin children, wearing torn woolen hats and shabby coats, blinking curious eyes and staring at Chen Xi for a few moments.

And witnessing the living environment of the subway station, Chen Xi's heart was covered with a faint haze...

Walking through the noisy square, Chen Xi, who was full of thoughts, soon came to the armory converted from the subway staff lounge.

The quartermaster in charge of the armory is also a soldier brought by Li Jingui from the Doomsday Federation.

Ensuring that weapons do not fall into the hands of the people of the subway is also one of the important means for Li Jingui to maintain his rule.

Under the indifferent and disdainful gaze of the quartermaster and the guards, Chen Xi handed over his old crossbow, along with six crossbow arrows.

"Isn't it seven bolts? What about the other one? ”

And another?

Stuck in the eye of a three-eyed snow wolf...

Although he muttered so much in his heart, Chen Xi was indifferent on the surface: "Maybe when the snowstorm hit, I accidentally lost it." ”

Hearing this answer, the quartermaster didn't think too much about it, just looked Chen Xi up and down, and seemed to have found something very novel:

"You kid is really lucky to be able to come back from the surface alive..."

Yes, like everyone at Tomorrow's Metro Station.

They all thought that it was impossible to survive alone on the surface.

The reason why Chen Xi was able to come back from the surface alive was all due to luck...

"Backpack!"

Hearing this, Chen Xi put the backpack on the table and let the other party open it and rummage through it at will.

Chen Xi, who had been guarding against this for a long time, had already hidden a few items that could not be put in the [inventory] in advance, as well as the homemade short dagger, in a gravel pile in the subway tunnel.

After searching his backpack, the quartermaster raised his chin to another black-clad soldier who was guarding the side.

The latter understood, so he came to Chen Xi and commanded arrogantly:

"Open your arms!"

Glancing at the old-fashioned double-barreled shotgun that the other party was carrying, Chen Xi did not speak, but obediently opened his arms and let the other party search him.

The three slots in the [inventory] are occupied by a silenced version of the Glock 18 pistol, magazines, canned beef, and a Kevlar bulletproof vest that he wears in the innermost part of his clothes, protecting his fragile flesh at all times.

Under Chen Xi's thoughtful response, the black lackey in charge of the body search naturally did not find any prohibited items.

Taking back his backpack, Chen Xi walked out of the armory leisurely under the contemptuous gaze of the other party.

However, as soon as he left the armory, he was dragged to a side tavern by several older subway residents.

It is said to be a tavern, but it is actually a small stall with a few wooden tables and chairs.

And there is only one drink sold in the whole tavern, and that is "Cocalama Soda"

Since the Tomorrow subway station is located near the Nanling City Waterworks, and this waterworks is very fortunate not to be contaminated by nuclear radiation, there is no shortage of clean water in the Tomorrow Subway Station.

In order to make the most of this precious resource, the residents of the subway took the initiative to make a drinkable soda called "Cocoa Soda" using food ingredients obtained from other underground shelters

It is conceivable that the name is borrowed from a world-famous soda company before the nuclear explosion.

This kind of soda is not only very similar in name, but also black in color.

After tasting it, Chen Xi felt that the taste of this popular doomsday drink, except for a faint peculiar smell, was no different from Coke mixed with water and without bubbles.

And this slightly sweet soda is a specialty only available at tomorrow's subway station.

Throughout the Tomorrow subway station, there are more than 70 residents who are employees of this soda production chain.

It is precisely because of these sodas, which are exported to other cities, that the subway station of Tomorrow can trade and obtain other supplies, so as to barely feed the nearly 200 men, women and children in the subway station.

Yes, barely.

Because, as the spokesperson of the Doomsday Committee, Li Jingui controlled the trade of the subway station tomorrow, and most of the materials obtained from the "Cocalama Soda" trade were filled by him, and only a small part was actually used for the residents of the subway station.

Li Jingui and his lackeys eat and drink spicy, but the people in the subway station are starving and struggling to survive, this is the status quo of tomorrow's subway station!

The information obtained from the memories of his predecessor made Chen Xi can't help but think of the canned beef in his [inventory].

When his mind was turning, Chen Xi heard the voices of several old brothers ringing in his ears:

"Ah Xi, I heard that you came back from the surface alone, is it true?"

"Is it still cold on the surface?"

"Didn't you encounter mutants on the surface?"

"Captain Lu led people up to the surface again, why didn't you go?"

Facing a few curious elder brothers, in order not to make any weird behaviors that were different from those of his predecessor, Chen Xi just smiled, and after a few casual words, he got rid of a few gossipy melon-eating people on the grounds of "tired".

After leaving the tavern, he made his way to a supply depot that looked like a small shop.

In front of the supply depot, there was already a long queue.

"Next!"

After nearly five minutes of waiting, and under the wary gaze of two black-clothed soldiers with old crossbows, Chen Xi, who was at the end of the line, finally received his share of the food quota:

A small bowl of hot pork stew with mushrooms, a piece of dried cabbage and two boiled potatoes!

In the last days, many of the old rules and laws have long since disappeared.

Instead, there are doomsday rules adapted to this era.

At the Tomorrow subway station, the distribution system is based on work.

Each subway station resident receives a different food quota depending on the type of work.

Among them, the explorers who venture to the surface are allotted the most abundant food quota among all the subway residents.

Of course, rules are used to regulate those who follow the rules, and they do not affect the people who make the rules.

In the Tomorrow subway station, Li Jingui and his "black lackeys" belong to the privileged class, and have the power to freely dispose of all the materials in the subway station.

They can enjoy everything in the metro station for as long as they want!

And that's what they do.

Not only exploited and oppressed the residents of the subway, but also punished the residents of the subway at will.

Especially Li Jingui, in order to consolidate his reign of terror, likes to hang those who dare to disobey his orders in public!

However, even in such a dire situation, the residents of the tomorrow subway station only dare to be angry and do not speak, and they obey numbly.

Because Li Jingui is not only the spokesman of the Doomsday Federation, but also has a team of Federation soldiers equipped with old guns and weapons, which is enough to suppress the rebellion in the entire subway station.

After all, in the last days of moral decay and the collapse of human nature, whoever has the bigger fist will be justified.

And being alive is more important than everything!

Such a real situation made Chen Xi can't help but complain in his heart:

"Well, it's very apocalyptic..."