This is a community with a park on its back. It is very large and has a very good environment, especially the greening is quite beautiful. However, it is a pity that after the apocalypse broke out, this area became a wasteland. Now people turn over the soil in the park and remove the fruits and vegetables. There is a small river next to it, which is very convenient for sowing seeds. Many survivors moved here and brought their families with them.
Although it is not as good as the days of the previous civilized era, you will not go hungry here. The boss here is a veteran. He and his people have cleared out the zombies in this community little by little. He will take people out every day Materials are collected, and batches of food and daily necessities are piled in the warehouse. People living here only need to complete the daily assigned work to receive food, and the daily work is also very simple, which is farming.
This is a long-term development goal, and most people have participated in the planning. They have great expectations that they will be able to eat fresh vegetables soon, and some people even built a fence to raise some livestock.
The days are getting better and better, life is monotonous but fulfilling, and everything is developing in a good direction. There are more and more people in the community, and gradually it has accommodated thousands of people, forming a small survivor base.
They call this place the Fresh Fruit Base. The name is taken from the homophone of the veteran's name - Cheng Xianguo. It also means that the ground will be full of fresh fruits and vegetables in the future, and they want to build this place into their home.
There is an open space in the community with many vehicles. A tall off-road vehicle is very conspicuous. There is a red plastic bucket next to it. The water in the bucket has turned black. A man is wiping it with a rag, sweating profusely. This car.
This person is none other than Zhou Shuli, and this off-road vehicle is the G55 that Chu Han has been using before.
Zhou Shuli's face was full of ferocity and unwillingness. He had managed to grab so much food, but when he drove here, he found that everything in the trunk was gone, and there was no one left!
Now he only has this car left. Fortunately, this hard car allowed him to rush out of the zombie crowd, but he is still unwilling to give in. He does not want to work here, obey the distribution and receive food, and do everything step by step. There is no woman. What is it for him to have fun without the flattery of his younger brother
How is this different from his life before? So what does the apocalyptic outbreak mean to him
"My brother and the others will be back soon, right?"
Suddenly a group of people passed by, and one of them, a young man, was walking in the middle of the crowd with high spirits. He looked somewhat similar to Cheng Xianguo, and he was his biological brother Cheng Zehao.
"Yeah, I wonder how much Boss Xian Guo can bring back this time." The face of the person next to him was full of satisfaction.
"I hope I have a girl, hahaha!" The other people began to act unscrupulously.
"Hey! Don't let my brother hear it!" Cheng Zehao said with a smile.
"That's right! Your brother is too serious!" Someone answered immediately.
Zhou Shuli looked at these people coldly. These people were so cleanly dressed. He glanced at his dirty appearance and thought, damn, he didn't even have any better clothes now!
"Huh? Are you new here?" Cheng Zehao quickly discovered Zhou Shuli. After all, he was the only one who did not work here but just wiped the vehicles. "Stop wiping, you will still have to get dirty when traveling in the future."
Zhou Shuli didn't answer. He fell from heaven to hell in one day, which made him feel very bad.
Zhou Shuli's disregard made Cheng Zehao's face look gloomy for a moment. He stepped forward and flicked the body of the G55 with his fingers: "This car is good. Where did you get it?"
"Don't touch my things!" Zhou Shuli shouted loudly, causing the playfulness of several people around him to stop immediately.
Cheng Zehao's hand paused in the air, and a surge of anger rushed up to Tianling Gai in his heart. His brother was the founder of this base and the most prestigious person here. As Cheng Xianguo's younger brother, everyone was desperately trying to No one dared to talk to him like this when trying to get close to him. This newcomer was so courageous!
He retracted his hand, stared at the red plastic bucket at Zhou Shuli's feet, and said with a smile: "Water is very precious, but you have wasted so much. There is no food for you tonight."
After saying that, he strode away, and the people behind him gave Zhou Shuli a mocking look before following him.
"Fuck!" Zhou Shuli kicked the bucket over with a fierce kick. He was about to explode with anger. Why? !
Cheng Zehao, who had already walked away, had murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He hated disobedient people the most.
"Second Master!" Suddenly, a car drove slowly from a distance. It was a group of people who went out to look for supplies in the morning. The people in the car waved to Cheng Zehao: "A group of new people are here!"
"Oh? Welcome!" Cheng Zehao put on his previous smile and stepped forward. It is good to have more people, so that more people will work and there will be more food in the coming year. Anyway, it is not him who is doing the hard work.
"They are a group of college students from Mingqiu City!" The man smiled and pointed to several cars following behind.
"College student?" Cheng Zehao looked over. To be honest, he didn't like college students because he had never been able to get into college.
There were five new cars, except for four normal pickup trucks, and the car in the middle turned out to be a red Ferrari 458!
Driving a sports car in the last days? !
Although the car has become as dilapidated as a pile of iron, it is still conspicuous, comically conspicuous.
"Hahaha!" Someone next to him laughed immediately.
It's still open after it's broken like this? Killed a zombie? The owner of this car is here to be funny!
squeak-
Five cars stopped steadily, and a group of young college students jumped out of the cars. There were men and women. Everyone was dirty, sallow and thin, and they looked like they had suffered a lot.
At this time, the people in the sports car also got out of the car, a man and a woman, who were also as miserable as refugees.
"Hello, I am Cheng Zehao, the second boss of this fresh fruit base." Cheng Zehao came forward to say hello, looking at the sports car with undisguised eyes. Although it was inappropriate, he really wanted to try the feeling of driving a sports car.
"Hello, my name is Ding Xue." A young girl in the crowd stepped forward and extended her right hand to Cheng Zehao.
The surprise flashed across Cheng Zehao's eyes. He glanced at Ding Xue for a few seconds, smiled and shook hands with her, and then looked at the two people who got off the sports car: "Who are these two?"
After all, driving a sports car in the apocalypse, or a sports car in such a broken condition, is really hard not to attract attention.
Ding Xue frowned, but still replied politely: "Duan Ming and Ji Qingliu."
"Oh, really!" Cheng Zehao smiled, with a mocking look in his eyes.
"Is your base safe? Can people live in a place like this?" Duan Ming looked at this place with disgust, and then said to Cheng Zehao: "Is there anything to eat? I'm starving to death."
"Are there any crabs? I can give you money." Ji Qingliu also spoke out and licked her dirty and smelly lips at the same time. She was really hungry, and her life these days was simply unbearable.
Cheng Zehao couldn't help but want to laugh. These two people appeared here like refugees, but they even made conditions
"Isn't that my car?!" Ji Qingliu suddenly shouted, pointing angrily at the G55 next to Zhou Shuli in the distance: "That's my car! That license plate number with three eights was mine. I chose it myself!”
(End of chapter)