Bringing the Supermarket to the Apocalypse

Chapter 125: Hitchhiking

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It was said to be a convoy, but in fact there were only three cars driving in Lin Feng's direction. Among them, the two vehicles in front were cars, and an off-road vehicle followed behind.

Putting away the energy fluctuations in his body, Lin Feng walked to the side of the road and waved to the convoy from a distance.

Originally, Lin Feng planned to walk to Beishan Base and then get a car to drive back. Now that he saw a convoy passing by, Lin Feng naturally wanted to take a ride. After all, in this wilderness, if you encounter danger, the car will run faster. Although Lin Feng is now a level 7 cultivator, ordinary zombies or mutant beasts will not pose any danger to him.

But who can guarantee that there won't be more powerful existences in the wild, just like the two level four mutant beasts Lin Feng encountered in the Tianheng Mountains. If they didn't both suffer losses, even if Lin Feng was a level 7 cultivator, he probably wouldn't be their opponent.

The convoy quickly approached Lin Feng. Seeing Lin Feng waving his hand, the speed of the three cars slowed down. Finally, he came to a stop five meters away from Lin Feng.

"who?"

Two middle-aged men got out of the car in front, both dressed in black, holding pulse rifles in their hands. They pointed the guns at Lin Feng, and one of them asked loudly.

"Brother, I was out hunting. I encountered a powerful zombie and my car was damaged. I wonder if some of you can give me a ride?"

As early as when he saw this convoy, Lin Feng had received the pulse rifle into the Doomsday Table. In order to avoid misunderstanding, Lin Feng did not hold a weapon in his hand.

In fact, Lin Feng didn't have to do this. He felt that there was no energy fluctuation on the other side. Lin Feng could definitely reveal his identity as a cultivator, so they didn't dare to prevent Lin Feng from getting on the bus.

Even if there are practitioners on the other side, it is basically impossible for them to be Lin Feng's opponent. Unless the opponent has several level 7 practitioners, but there are not many level 7 practitioners in Tianqi City, how can you meet so many here at once.

But Lin Feng didn't want to do that. Although he was not afraid of trouble, he was not willing to take the initiative to cause trouble. Bullying others with power is not something Lin Feng can do.

Seeing that Lin Feng had no weapons in his hands, the two men on the other side relaxed their vigilance slightly. It's not that the other party is overly nervous, but that the apocalypse is too chaotic. If you don't guard against others, you may be the one who suffers.

The middle-aged man who asked the question came to the car in the middle. The window was lowered. The middle-aged man lowered his head to ask for instructions, and then returned to Lin Feng.

"Good luck to you, kid. Our lady has said that she doesn't want your money anymore. Just sit in the last two cars, kid."

The two put down their guns and returned to the car.

It seems that there are no good people in this apocalypse, and she is also a woman. After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Lin Feng thought to himself.

Lin Feng didn't expect to hitchhike so easily. He originally thought that it was good for the other party to give him a ride, and it was normal to give him some money. In his previous life, he had to pay for the ride.

However, when passing the two cars in front, Lin Feng suddenly realized that they didn't seem to be short of money. Through the car window, Lin Feng saw that there were only three people in each of the two cars in front, and through the window of the third jeep, Lin Feng saw that there were also three people inside.

Nine people can actually just take two cars. Fuel is so expensive in the apocalypse, and the cost of driving an extra car is not small. And with the existence of the Doomsday Table, people basically won’t use their cars to load things. Although Lin Feng is not short of money, it does not mean that ordinary people are not short of money either. There are many people who can't even afford to fill up their cars with fuel. Not everyone can afford to drive a car.

There were three people in the jeep at the back. Except for the driver and passenger, who each sat, there was only one person in the back seat.

Arriving at the back door of the jeep, he opened the door and got into the car.

After a quick glance, I saw that among the three people in the car, the two on the driver's seat and the passenger's seat were middle-aged, in their thirties. There was a young man sitting in the back row, similar in age to Lin Feng. But after opening the car door, Lin Feng discovered something.

The two people who were the main and co-pilots had energy fluctuations on their bodies, which meant that these two people were practitioners.

However, because the energy fluctuations on their bodies were too small, only reaching the level of level 2 cultivators, Lin Feng did not feel that there were cultivators on the other side outside the car before.

When Lin Feng looked at them, several people in the car were also looking at Lin Feng. After seeing that Lin Feng was just an ordinary person, the two people in front turned around without saying anything.

"Brother, why do you come out to the wilderness alone?"

The car started, and the man in his early twenties sitting next to Lin Feng couldn't help but ask.

The young man had slightly dark skin, a medium build, a crew cut, and a round face.

"Don't mention it. I went hunting and encountered high-level zombies. My car was destroyed and I finally escaped."

Since he didn't want to reveal his identity, Lin Feng made up a tragic experience. It was said that he had gone hunting by himself and after killing several first-level zombies, a second-level zombie ran out of nowhere. Not only was the car destroyed, he almost lost his life. It's boring to stay in the car anyway. The other person likes to chat, so Lin Feng will chat with him.

"Hmph, young people are just impetuous. How can you ordinary people deal with level 2 zombies?"

The middle-aged co-pilot in front interjected without turning his head.

After listening to the man's words, Lin Feng didn't answer him. Although his words were correct, the man's tone was a bit too dismissive. However, Lin Feng, a level 7 cultivator, was too lazy to interact with an inferior level 2 cultivator.

"My father invited me to protect my sister and me. He relies on his status as a cultivator to act like an unruly adopted son and is too lazy to pay attention to him. Brother, don't be the same as him."

There was music playing in the car, and the young man beside him whispered into Lin Feng's ear.

Lin Feng smiled without saying anything. The young man said what he thought, he didn't have a good impression of that person.

"Where are you from, brother? We are going to Beishan Base this time."

The young man turned his head and asked Lin Feng.

"Beishan Base, maybe. It just happens to be on the way. By the way, you are not from Beishan Base, are you?"

After listening to the young man's words, Lin Feng replied and asked casually at the same time.

Coming out with three cars, and there were women there, it certainly didn't look like going out hunting. It is estimated that the nearby base wants to defect to Beishan Base, Lin Feng secretly thought. However, it was beyond Lin Feng's expectation that an ordinary person could ask a cultivator to protect him.

"This time we settled at the Beishan base."

After hearing Lin Feng's words, the young man seemed to like to talk a lot and began to talk endlessly.

The young man's name is Wang Shimin, and he is from a small base near Beishan Base. He and his sister are both ordinary people, but their father is a fourth-level practitioner.

In that small base, his father was the senior management of the base. The three of them have been living very well in that base.

But just because of the advent of the second apocalypse, the small base where Wang Shimin was located suffered a disaster, and many people turned into zombies.

After a difficult cleanup, there was finally no more zombies to be seen in the small base. But many people and practitioners died in that battle. Fortunately, Wang Shimin's family survived.

Because the base was severely damaged, Wang Shimin's father decided to leave the small base and go to a larger base.

Wang Shimin and his brother were left at home to wait for the letter, while their father went to Beishan Base. The population of Beishan Base is about 150,000. If you can successfully defect there, life will be much better than now.

With his status as a level 4 cultivator, Wang Shimin's father was accepted by Beishan Base and assigned a middle-level management status.

The northern base has two level 7 cultivator leaders, 6 level 6 cultivators and 20 level 5 cultivators. There are nearly 50 level 4 cultivators with the same cultivation level as Wang Shimin and his father, and there are more than 200 low-level cultivators.

As level 4 cultivators, they can be regarded as middle-level managers at Beishan Base. Therefore, after settling in, Wang Shimin's father notified them to rush to Beishan Base. In order to ensure safety along the way, Wang Shimin's father specially sent two cultivators and five Beishan base guards to pick them up.

Level 4 cultivators are not very advanced, but they are still better than those below. In general medium-sized bases, managers can also be counted. This is the end of the world. If you have strength, you have rights.

"Lin Feng, if you don't have a place to live, you can come and live with us. Back at the original base, it was just me and my sister, and it was boring to death."

Wang Shimin has a cheerful personality and loves to make friends. Seeing that Lin Feng seemed to be alone, he said with a smile.

"No, thank you. I still have friends and a place to live. I'm very grateful that you can take me back this time."

After listening to Wang Shimin's words, Lin Feng politely rejected his kindness.

After the second apocalypse, it is estimated that Beishan Base will not be much better. Lin Feng was going to buy a car at Beishan Base and then drive back to Tianlong Base.

It's not that Lin Feng has a deep relationship with Dong Wu and Manager Qian, but that life in a larger base is still guaranteed in the apocalypse. Although the cost of living there is relatively high, if you encounter any emergency danger, it is still better than other bases.

Just like when the apocalyptic rain arrives, the Tianlong base has a space shielding system, and the people in the base are relatively less affected by the apocalyptic rain. The mortality rate in other bases is relatively high. It is also worthwhile to use some money in exchange for safety protection when encountering danger.

After the cave incident, Lin Feng was a little tired and leaned on the car seat to take a nap. But he didn't dare to really fall asleep. Even if it was only thirty kilometers away, he might be in danger.

Seeing that Lin Feng didn't want to talk much, he was probably tired. Wang Shimin stopped disturbing Lin Feng and listened to the music alone.

"Squeak..."

Not long after the car started driving, an emergency brake woke up Lin Feng.

After measuring his body, Lin Feng saw five cars parked in front of the motorcade through the front windshield. It was those cars that stopped Wang Shimin's motorcade in the middle of the road.

(End of chapter)