Fu Anan touched the zipper with his fingers and felt like opening a blind box.
Fortunately, this little fat sheep is very powerful.
I opened the schoolbag and it was very fat inside!
Seven pieces of whole wheat bread, six bottles of mineral water, a box of hemostatic and anti-inflammatory powder, and three boards of antibiotics.
In addition to these, there are grenades, bullets...
Add up all her own stuff.
Her current total assets are:
Whole wheat bread: 7 pieces
Mineral water: 7.5 bottles
Hemostatic and anti-inflammatory powder: 1.5 boxes
Amoxicillin tablets: 4 packs
Bullets: 406 rounds for rifle, 26 rounds for shotgun, 10 rounds for sniper rifle.
Grenade: 1
Raw fish: 2 pieces
Guns: 4 rifles, 1 shotgun, 1 sniper rifle, 1 small pistol
There are also mattresses, quilts, various seasonings, lighters, wood and other miscellaneous items.
So many supplies!
She is finally rich!
A dreamy smile appeared on Fu Anan's face.
In addition to these, she also found treasures on the corpse.
It was a bulletproof vest.
It was a black one with a bullet mark on it. It was obvious that the two men were equally matched in the gunfight just now, and the man won in terms of equipment.
But now the equipment is hers.
Fu Anan stripped it off his body, put it on, and then put on a coat on the outside to hide the appearance of the bulletproof vest.
This time, she got more than she had in the previous four days combined. If she could rob a few more times, she would be rich.
Fu Anan thought to himself, then sat down and started to eat. Having been poor for too long, eating a whole loaf of bread or drinking a whole bottle of mineral water at once felt like a luxury.
After the luxury, she searched several rooms again, trying to leave nothing behind.
Fu Anan actually found something.
These were probably the things that the two players didn't have time to throw away because they were busy fighting. She picked them all up.
The number of rifle bullets increased from 406 to 608, and there were two more boxes of shotgun and sniper bullets, 8 bullets each.
She was very well-equipped with bullets and weapons, but six bottles of mineral water and six loaves of bread reminded her that the material crisis continued.
She packed her things and continued on her way.
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The one-way road has no end in sight.
Fu Anan opened his watch again to look at the map.
After walking for five days, we are still on the periphery.
This time the map is too big.
After five consecutive days of long-distance walking, her legs were sore and swollen, as if they were not her own, and she moved forward mechanically.
Climb up another high slope.
Fu Anan stood on it and looked down.
The road ahead is not easy.
Although the terrain is slightly undulating, it is wide and flat without any obstructions.
It's a complete sitting duck if you pass by there.
If you want to take a detour from the side, you have to take a very long detour. Fu Anan looked around and found a secluded place to sit down.
It's best to go to a place like this at night.
She took out a piece of bread from the space, tore off a small piece, and ate it bit by bit while lying in the grass.
After savoring the sweet taste in his mouth, he put the remaining bread back into the space. The sound of leaves rubbing against each other came from the woods behind.
Fu Anan changed direction and hid himself deeper, completely buried in the haystack.
A man came out from behind her and slowly walked out of the mountain about fifty meters away from her.
The man was wearing a shriveled backpack and had a gun hanging on his chest. His brows were furrowed, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and he stumbled as he walked.
It was obvious at first glance that this was a player who was poorer than her.
(End of this chapter)