82 Doomsday Survival World 12

It was getting dark, and Yun Feifei and the prince left the tavern after finishing the deal with Chuan Yun, and ran to nowhere.

Han Zhao and the others did not leave, after all, there were so many zombie armies during the day, and they were afraid of encountering those zombies on the road again.

After dinner, the tavern was so quiet that only the sound of everyone's breathing could be heard, and if your ears were better, you could hear the sound of heartbeats.

Shen Wanwan was a little puzzled why the atmosphere in the tavern was so depressing, and she couldn't help but let No. 9 play some soothing music!

But I don't know if the No. 9 program is pumped, let it put some soothing music to adjust the atmosphere in the tavern a little, and this guy directly played a bunch of nightclub DJ music for her!

The deafening nightclub music sounded in the tavern, and Han Zhao and the others were startled, and even Fox Evil and Chuan Yun couldn't help frowning.

This music is so loud! They really don't appreciate it!

As for Han Zhao, when they heard such noisy music, they immediately stared at the outside of the tavern vigilantly, for fear that there would be zombies attracted by the sound later.

Shen bent the blue tendons between his forehead, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and ask, "No. 9, do you want to die?" I'm here for a tavern, not a bar, a nightclub! ”

"Didn't the hostess let me play soothing music? According to the information I've gathered, the place where you sell alcohol likes this kind of music the most, and people can't help but sway and get high......"

Shen Wanwan listened to No. 9's nonsense, and couldn't help but snort: "If you don't understand, don't put it around, it's just lowering the grade of the tavern!" ”

Number 9: "Uh...... So what do you say to put it? ”

In the end, Shen Wanwan let No. 9 play a softer piano music, at least it was no longer so noisy.

In fact, if Han Zhao and the others were a little more enthusiastic, she wouldn't mind turning the tavern into a large-scale jumping scene.

It's a pity, as soon as these people's music sounds, in addition to vigilance or vigilance, even Chuan Yun and Fox Evil don't like nightclub-style music very much.

After the crisis was resolved, Han Zhao came over and asked Shen Wanwan how many days the tavern would stay?

Shen Wanwan calculated the time, and then said, "There are still about five days." ”

"Boss Shen, can I exchange materials here?" Han Zhao asked.

"Yes, what kind of supplies do you want? Or you give me a list and I'll prepare it for you, provided you have enough gold to buy it, of course. ”

Han Zhao nodded, in fact, there was no shortage of materials in his space, in the early days of the apocalypse, he alone swept a large supermarket and warehouse in his city.

Later, he swept up a few food processing plants, so he really didn't lack supplies, but he had one thing, and that was seeds.

There weren't any seed stores or seed banks in his city, so he didn't have any seeds except potatoes and sweet potatoes that could be grown.

He doesn't actually have a spatial ability, but a space where he can grow things.

This space is the bracelet of a female doctor who escaped from the hospital with him, but unfortunately the female doctor did not survive the zombieization, and later recognized the owner after his blood flowed on her bracelet.

As a result, he claims to be a spatial and psychic powerhouse in the squad.

However, outsiders know that he is mostly psychic, and they don't know that he has space, because there is another person on their team who has awakened spatial abilities.

As a result, others thought that their team was equipped with a spatial ability.

Han Zhao originally wanted to go to the Agricultural University not far from Yicheng to see if he could collect some seeds after passing through Yicheng.

But after today's day's experience, Han Zhao believed that the Time and Space Trading Tavern was real, not a dream woven by some psychic powerhouse.

In addition, he remembered that the tavern information in his mind had prompted that the tavern would only stay here for seven days, so he wanted to simply trade some seeds with Shen Wanwan.

For the tavern gold coin exchange, it is necessary to collect all kinds of gems and ores, as well as wood, or other rare items, which makes it a little difficult for Han Zhao.

Because they were busy upgrading and fighting monsters along the way, they didn't collect anything strange at all.

For example, the kind of interstellar meteorite with the zombie virus used by the zombie king for gold coins has not been picked up.

Not to mention anything else!

Alas...... It's hard to do!

Han Zhao was a little worried.

Shen Wanwan had a good attitude towards Han Zhao and them, because after observing it one day, she found that these people did not express their dissatisfaction with her because she made a deal with zombies, or they had the idea of preaching and moral kidnapping.

If Han Zhao had one of them run up to her and say, "Why do you want to help zombies and not humans. If that's the case, she's going to kick them all out.

This world is not a world where she will restore to its original state if she does not let Chuan Yun, Yun Feifei, and the prince trade zombies to trade the Awakening Rune.

If you want to get on the right track, you have to unite the human race!

At the beginning of the last days, all the social order has collapsed, human beings kill each other, and the dark side of human nature has been magnified.

So Shen Wanwan really can't help them! It's better to be honest and be her black-hearted boss lady!