Humans are a species that relies on trade to survive.
Give, return, equal or unequal exchange, favors or goods.
That's what we call socializing.
Most people must maintain some form of social activities at a certain frequency in order to get the sense of security they need to survive.
Even at the end of the world.
During the day when the intervals between zombie activities are prolonged, the survivors will choose a place where they can hide and escape, gather with their belongings, and exchange information and necessary supplies with each other.
"Market" is a common name used by everyone. Occasionally, some people have extra leisure time and give it the alias of "ghost market".
This may be a small-scale market with only a few or a dozen people, and it is the most peaceful social occasion in the end times.
When the weather is hot, markets appear more frequently.
Qi Guang knew how to find such a place.
Heath turned into a white bird and landed on Qi Guang's shoulder, looking around curiously.
The market opens when the sun is at its brightest. The heat makes the zombies less active, and even if there are a dozen or so humans gathered, they are too lazy to crawl out of their hiding places to look for food.
The location is at the edge of Shen Hainong's experimental field.
A short brick house, after cleaning it becomes a ready-made stall plaza.
There were twelve or thirteen people in the room, and two or three more wandering outside. Unlike the decadence or hysteria Heath had imagined, the people here looked very calm, and there was a sharp and patient atmosphere in the air.
Their clothes were clean and their movements were agile, like weapons stuffed into a small box, trying their best to avoid stabbing each other.
It was very similar to the smell of burnt fireworks that Qi Guang had when Heath first met him, with flickering sparks jumping among the ashes.
A somewhat active bird obviously doesn't quite fit in with this.
But Qi Guang had no intention of selling it, so no one would even take a second look at it.
Qi Guang handed a small bag of corn to the middleman standing at the door - the person who cleared out most of the zombies in the vicinity and organized this market - and told the other party what he needed and what he could give.
The tall and strong man who was much taller than Qi Guang nodded and walked into the crowd.
The intermediary knows what all the sellers here are going to sell. If someone comes here purely to buy something like Qi Guang, paying a little cost to find an intermediary can save a lot of time and energy.
Qi Guangshun successfully exchanged another bag of corn kernels for a tattered notebook. The blood stains on the corners hinted at something, but the short man who sold it just said that the blood stains were accidentally splashed on the notebook when he was injured.
It wasn't really a lie, since he didn't name anyone whose blood was stained when he was injured.
There are several other versions of the treasure map in the notebook, which can be compared with the one Heath already has, adding some new content to the answer.
In the semi-finished map, after system scanning, the nearest suspected point seems to be very close.
"This is..." Qi Guang zoomed in on the map and looked at it, mobilizing his memory of the topography around Shen City, "Near Ninggang in Jiang Province?"
He was not particularly sure. Ning Port was one of the largest coastal ports in the country, with a cargo throughput of billions of tons. Before the end of the world, there were ships coming and going, so it didn't look like a place where things would be hidden.
The scenery is nice though.
Qi Guang calmly pushed Heath's notebook to the side and said, "It's quite close. You can go over and take a look."
"Maybe not. I just solved a little bit of it." Heath struggled between Qi Guang and his notes, thinking about the half-solved problem.
It's like a young person who wants to fall in love but is addicted to games. If I and the game fall into the water, who would you save first? This is a soul-searching question.
"The treasure won't run away." Qi Guang bit the tip of Heath's ear and rubbed it slowly, "Hmm?"
His tone was coaxing, making people feel as if they were in a daze, just like when he invited them to elope.
Although I knew I was being seduced, I couldn't help but get deeply involved in it.
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So... what does this have to do with me
Su Bai held the steering wheel and looked at the map, puzzled.
He has already given up on looking for the treasure. The original purpose of looking for treasure is to find a solace for his empty life in the end times. Compared with the distant treasure, don’t fluffy cats and fluffy dogs feel good
Looking at the curly-haired dog wagging its tail happily on the passenger seat, Su Bailue felt a little sorry for the dogs following the car.
—The cat jumped onto the roof of the car early in the morning and lay there. Its good balance ability and the slow speed of the car made it feel the joy of a domestic cat sitting on a sweeping robot.
The cat yawned, too lazy to laugh at Wangwang walking on the ground.
But for dogs, this kind of jogging to help digestion after a meal cannot be considered strenuous exercise at all. It is more like a happy game with two-legged animals. They are not like the cat who eats and sleeps. Dogs always have endless energy to squander.
In comparison, the speed of the car is even a bit too slow.
The car was modified from a scrap car that Qi Guang towed back from the roadside. There was no shortage of all kinds of vehicles on the streets in the apocalypse, but due to wind, sun, and years of disrepair, it was inevitable that there would be some minor problems. Even after being repaired and filled with gas, it still made a clanging sound and bumped along the road like a caravan.
If he continued to sway, Heath would feel sleepy.
It is not far from the University Town in the Port Area to Ninggang, and there is a coastal highway that goes directly there. Even at the current speed and road conditions, it will take less than a day to reach the destination.
Like a short trip.
The end of the world did not interfere with the scenery of the trip at all. Looking out the car window, there was endless blue sea on one side and lush greenery on the other. The white feathers of seagulls were dotted among the flying waves. In the gaps between the tall trees and the low shrubs, the sunlight fell like flowing water.
Heath's wings were a little itchy - this kind of weather, this kind of scenery, is best suited to flying high, first chasing the birds and then chasing the sea breeze. The sunlight will give the wings a layer of brilliant gold.
But Qi Guang was sitting next to him, and Heath became a little hesitant.
This inefficient way of travel, which did not allow him to do anything else, provided him with more than enough time. The narrow back seat also forced him to curl up his wings and sit shoulder to shoulder with Qi Guang.
To be honest, it made him a little anxious.
Qi Guang let Heath come closer and released the small camera in the live broadcast to chase the seagulls.
He rarely put himself and Heath in the camera when they were too close, even though the whole galaxy knew what his relationship with Heath was.
After the Second Earth's official star network was launched, Qi Guang's main source of points changed from live broadcast to this large-scale simulation scenario. Compared to live broadcasts that can only follow the camera's perspective, more people are more addicted to the simulation scenarios that seem like reality.
Moreover, the Earth in the simulated scenario, with its building ruins, relics of civilization, and traces of human activities, is actually more in line with human beings' fantasy of their home planet.
They can try to plant and raise something in it, some choose to be happy scavengers and collect rare small items left behind by humans, and others clean up the dirty and messy house and tidy it up as if it were before the end of the world.
They imagined how the ancestors of humankind lived here, how the city rose and fell - as if humankind had never left home and they were still an inseparable part of this planet.
As there were too many people online, Qi Guang also copied a few extra backups for diversion to prevent everyone from crowding together and causing the machine to jam.
To be honest, I can make much more money from Second Earth than from live streaming. After all, games are more addictive than live streaming, especially this type of game with a high degree of freedom.
When Qi Guang was thinking about whether to add an anti-addiction system to the second earth, he gradually saw the shadows of ships anchored on the beach in the distance.
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