Half an hour later, Su Han, who had been walking for a long time but saw nothing, began to doubt his life. She almost thought she had returned to the desert dungeon, no matter how she walked, the surrounding scenery did not change much.
Just then, she smelled the scent of bacon.
Su Han's heart moved, and he couldn't help but follow Wei.
Intermittent voices of conversation came from afar—
"Ahhhh. The biscuits were dry and rough, and... choked my throat."
"You're used to it! Don't eat if you can't eat it!"
"Eat the biscuits in your mouth, and then drink some water to soak them... As soon as you close your eyes, don't you just swallow them?"
"It's unpalatable, it's too unpalatable! It's going to be put on hold half a year ago. I just threw this cake into the trash, and I'll never give it a second look."
"Just be patient... The benefits are good. When we go back, we can eat and drink spicy food, and enjoy!"
"Blow. The profit is okay, but it's a little better than usual. What is popular and spicy? Is it possible that your family has opened a mine?"
"I said, how do you eat alone? If you eat bacon by yourself, won't your conscience hurt?!"
"Not at all. Each member only has one portion of bacon. You ate up your portion early, what's my business?"
"Hey, You… "
The closer you get, the clearer the conversation voice of the other party will be.
When he was seven or eight meters away, Su Han deliberately cleared his throat to remind the other party of his own existence.
"Who?!"
The next second, two pistols and a sniper rifle were aimed at Su Han. Another person did not draw a gun, but lowered his face and asked in a low voice.
Su Han glanced and reacted immediately. This is a team of four, three of whom have firearms, and the other is the driver who is responsible for driving.
At this moment, a van was parked beside the four of them, and it looked like they got out of the car for dinner.
Su Han raised his hands and said calmly, "I have no ill intentions, I just happened to pass by."
A man of big size and three roughness looked at Su Han vigilantly, and glanced back and forth behind her. But after looking for a long time, I found nothing. So he said slowly, "Just you?"
"Yes, just me." Su Han nodded calmly.
"What's the matter?" The man went straight to the subject.
"I'm lost." Su Han was expressionless. "After walking for a long time, I can only see a wasteland. There is no shelter, no people, no houses." Not even green plants.
The man said impatiently, "I'm not interested in why you are here, just get out of here."
Now is the end of the world. He can't even manage his own food and clothing, and he has no extra sympathy to give to others.
However, Su Han never had a naive idea. I saw that she used the tone of business negotiation and was official and authentic, "You have a car, right? If I want to hitch a ride to the shelter, what price will I have to pay?"
Compared with wandering around in the wilderness and encountering "surprise" zombies from time to time, she felt that she still obeyed the call of fate and honestly went to the shelter to stay.
As for if the other party is malicious... Su Han lowered his eyes, then killed them, grabbed the car and drove it by himself, it was a little troublesome that no one would lead the way.
There are plenty of bullets, high stamina value, grenades in the carry-on warehouse, and many trump cards are gathered, showing that there is no fear on Su Han's face.
The four of them looked at each other, not knowing where the confidence of the woman in front of them came from. She didn't even have a backpack on her and looked ding dong poor.
The man said in a rough voice, "It's not impossible to take you for a ride, but are you sure you can pay the starting price? We don't choose, food, water, daily necessities, and medicines can all be used as rewards."
Su Han thought to himself, to tell you the truth, I have all these materials. However, although you are not afraid of causing trouble, you can avoid it if you can, and there is no need to take the initiative to provoke it.
I saw Su Han put his hand into his trouser pocket, took out two bars of soap after a long time, and said seriously, "This is the handmade soap I made."
Four people, "!!!"
After the outbreak of the unknown virus, the survivors rushed to take refuge, and the factories were all shut down. As a result, the necessities of life are used less and less, and even out of stock for a time.
Occasionally people search around and find some living supplies that have not been taken away, but that is only a drop in the bucket and far from meeting the needs.
In today's world, there are practical skills that are very popular and very popular! At least the man knows that a caravan in the shelter accidentally discovered many raw materials, and is now looking for bakers, soapmakers, chefs and other craftsmen.
The man's face turned solemn, and his attitude immediately became kinder, "Are you going to the shelter? No problem! It's on the way."
"Are two bars of soap enough to cover the toll?" Su Han asked.
The man nodded again and again, "Enough is enough."
"That's good." Su Han handed out the soap, then found a seat nearby and sat down.
The four-person team continued to grapple with food.
Su Han looked left and right, and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it bad to eat while driving? Why do you need to stop to rest?" Isn't he afraid of being surrounded by zombies
The man replied, "Because I'm driving a classic car, it turns off every 20 minutes or so."
Su Han, "..."
It turns out that these guys stopped here unintentionally.
After a quarter of an hour, the four of them finished their meal. The classic car had enough rest, and finally showed mercy and went back to work.
Su Han sat in the co-pilot seat, endured the bumps and misfires of the classic car several times, and finally reached the shelter two hours later.
When she arrived at her destination, she could not help frowning deeply as soon as she carefully looked at her surroundings.
The so-called sanctuary has a rather peculiar style. The most central area is surrounded by a wooden fence. Inside the fence, many wooden houses are neatly arranged. There is an exit at the front and back, guarded by heavy soldiers.
Outside the fence, thatched huts and tents are mixed together, like a building built at will, not paying attention to the rules at all. Some houses are still in Zhou Zheng, but some are in tatters, unable to block the wind or rain.
Since Su Han came to the shelter for the first time, the man took the initiative to explain, "The inside of the fence is called the inner circle, which is specially for the rich. Living in the inner circle, you must pay protection fees, living expenses and other expenses every day. "
"The entrance and exit are guarded. Even if you only go in once and come out soon, you have to pay the toll."
"In contrast, the housing costs in the outer ring are much cheaper. If you are short of money, you can choose to share with others."
Out of the psychology of deliberate friendship, the man explained patiently.
Su Han nodded in response, "Okay, I understand, thank you very much." She wanted to give an extra bar of soap, but she thought that her behavior was too conspicuous and might cause unnecessary trouble, so she gave up her thoughts.
"Contact more when you have time." Finally, he said hello, and the man took his brothers and left.
When they were far away, one of the brothers lowered his voice and asked in a puzzled way, "You really just left?" He casually let go of the fat sheep, he was afraid that he would not be able to sleep tonight.
The man snorted coldly, "I'm a craftsman, and I'm not stocking up a large batch of goods. How can you force me to make soap? It's better to maintain a good relationship first, and it's easy to speak when you ask for something in the future."
"Hey..." The other person lowered his head and couldn't help sighing with emotion, "You said that before the end of the world, why didn't I think of learning a craft! If you can make handmade soap, cook rice and cook, I will be in a dangerous industry every day. Live with your head tied to your trouser belt? You've been living in the shelter for a long time!"
"Why don't you say that, if you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you won't be afraid to travel all over the world?"
**
Su Han stayed on the spot and carefully observed the movements of the residents of the shelter. After studying for a while, he realized that the shelter in the true sense is only in the inner circle, that is, within the fence.
If players set the starting price, they can easily enter the center and enjoy VIP treatment. On weekdays, there are not only NPCs to guard the safety, but also good wooden houses to live in.
If the supplies are not abundant, it will be bad luck. Players must venture out to collect supplies and always be on guard against attacks from zombies. The place of residence (outer circle) is crowded with people and snakes, and someone will stab them when it is dark.
The treatment gap is huge, like heaven and hell.
Su Han was immersed in his own thoughts, and at this moment, a loud noise suddenly sounded in his ears, "Look here, look here. Very big news, there is a very low chance that a spar the size of a finger will appear in the mind of a zombie. A piece of The spar can be used to make three bottles of medicine, and after drinking it, it can be completely immune to unknown virus attacks!"
"How can a spar grow in a zombie's brain? There should be a limit to nonsense."
"Very low chance? How low is it?"
"It's a lie when you hear it. If you have time to lie, it's better to do more serious things, boring!"
A guy in a white lab coat and gold-rimmed glasses who looked a lot like a researcher walked over. He spoke slowly, his voice was rather cold, "It's up to you to believe it or not. I'll put my words here, I want to buy spar at a high price, one can be exchanged for 100 catties of rice. As long as someone can come up with the spar I want, there are Change as much as you want!"
People will be skeptical, "true or false?"
But the price of 100 catties of rice is really tempting, even if someone is tempted.
The survivors at this time only had the idea of "how to hoard supplies" and "how to hoard more supplies". As for zombies, no one wants to bother. Unless they are surrounded by zombies while searching for supplies and have to clear a path, most people would rather run away than avoid fighting.
But now, there may be spar in the zombie's head, which provides a wonderful reason for the survivors to take the initiative to fight the zombie - a spar can exchange a hundred pounds of rice! want to.
Hearts float.
Some surviving residents thought it would be okay to try it if you had time.
Su Leng watched from the sidelines, quietly watching these people act. Saying that there is a spar in the head of a zombie, the spar can be made into a potion, and after drinking it, it can be immune to unknown virus attacks. This is deliberately said, nothing more than to coax the survivors to run and fight against the zombies.
In the server, there are a total of 1000 players, 4000 NPCs, and 50000 zombies. According to preliminary calculations, as long as each person kills ten zombies, the zombie group in the dungeon will be cleaned up.
But in practice, it's not that simple. The survivors tried their best to avoid confronting the zombies; many of the 5,000 people were logisticians and had no fighting ability; the fewer people involved in the battle, the greater the pressure on everyone, and the more zombies that needed to be killed. Therefore, Su Han didn't plan to take this road head-on at first.
The author has something to say: Zhong Rui: Even after arriving at the shelter, the little friend's mind is still not on finding someone -_-||
Q: Why are you convinced it is a scam
Su Han replied: Spicy chicken game, how can you tell me how to make the antidote on the first day? What kind of unknown virus is it called