In her opinion, these people can cheat for a while, but not for a lifetime, and no one will continue to take risks when they can't find the spar.
In other words, the number of zombie hunts may increase sharply in a short period of time, but it will not have much impact on the total 50,000.
After thinking about it, Su Han no longer paid attention to the follow-up development, but began to look for people seriously.
Zhong Rui has always been the most conspicuous one in the vast crowd. Once it appeared, the surrounding crowd instantly eclipsed. Therefore, when he walked through the outer circle but still didn't see his little friend, Su Han realized that either the people hadn't come yet, or he went to the inner circle.
Thinking that she had to go through all the maps to get an overview, she walked to the entrance and exit.
"You need to pay 100g of food once you enter, and you must leave before 4 pm." The guard stopped the person.
Su Han didn't mind either, just took out a pack of instant noodles and threw it over, exactly 100g.
The guard nodded, moved out of the way, "Go in."
Su Han entered calmly.
After wandering around for a while, she found that there were clearly two styles of painting inside and out. The outer circle is like a disaster camp, but the inner circle is a bit like a remote town before the disaster. There are not only single-person residences for rent, but also shops open for business.
Su Han glanced roughly and found that there were grocery stores, small supermarkets, bakeries, and even an exchange that sold bullets and gasoline.
Along the street, there are wooden boards with job advertisements posted on them. What do the caravans need to recruit new employees, the treatment is good, I hope everyone will actively sign up.
Pedestrians come and go in the inner circle, and the expressions on their faces are mostly peaceful, and there is little anxiety and worry.
… In general, everything is good, just can’t find a small partner.
Su Han was very distressed and wondered where Zhong Rui had gone, and why couldn't he see anyone alive and dead? Do you still want a rocket launcher? !
But there is no way, people just aren't there. After thinking about it, she entered the exchange.
"Hello." As soon as she entered the door, the welcoming lady raised a standard smile on her face, and asked politely but not alienatingly, "Is this your first time shopping here?"
"Yes, this is the first time." Su Han looked around curiously, but found that there were solid wood furniture everywhere in the exchange, and crystal chandeliers hung above his head, which looked extraordinary.
"Okay, please come with me." Miss Yingbin led the way.
Su Han quickly followed.
After a while, the two came to the corner room. The welcoming lady stopped and motioned for the customer to go in alone, "Please come in."
Su Han boldly pushed the door and entered.
The room is not big, there are only two chairs and a table of the Eight Immortals. At this time, an old man with white hair was sitting on a chair drinking tea. Seeing someone come in, he said kindly, "Sit down."
Su Han sat down calmly, but was rather curious, "Why is it so complicated?"
The old man stroked his beard and said slowly, "Most of our customers are taboo about being known how many products they have purchased, so this store pays special attention to protecting the privacy of customers."
"No wonder." Su Han showed a sudden look. The next second, she went straight to the topic, "What good things are there in the store? Take them out and let me see."
The old man smiled and handed over a brochure, "All the products sold in the store are here."
Su Han took over the page and found that the booklet had pictures and text descriptions, which was very vivid. It's just those pictures, which are hand-painted at first glance.
Suddenly, she remembered the wooden signboard she saw when she came.
After calming down, Su Han asked, "There are only all kinds of bullets in the booklet, and the simplest May Fourth pistol for sale. Is there no other good stuff?"
"for example?"
"Timed explosives, armor-piercing rockets, submachine guns, grenades." Su Han called out four nouns in one breath.
She thought that if Zhong Rui accidentally got lost, she could get the rocket armor-piercing projectile, and then use the weapon to kill. After all, the bazooka doesn't have to be given to Zhong Rui, she can keep it for herself if there is a chance.
The old man shook his head regretfully, "Sorry, other items are not for sale." For the safety of the shelter, the types of goods they can sell are very limited.
Su Han felt very sorry. But at the same time, she reacted - just not for sale, not nothing.
"I always feel that there are only prices that can't move people's hearts, and there's no deal that can't be done." Su Han said slowly.
"What price can you quote?" The old man was very curious. In fact, some special customers are indeed worth making exceptions, but he has only seen one such person in his work. Most people think that they are special and worthy of other people's attention, but in fact...
"Rice, noodles, instant noodles, biscuits, perfume, toothpaste, shower gel, toothbrush, soap, more or less." Su Han replied casually.
Hearing this, the old man's eyelids jumped, and he couldn't control his facial expression. He thought to himself, which underground warehouse was this searched for? Or, is this person actually a purchaser of a certain force? Why so many varieties!
Su Han smiled brightly and asked knowingly, "Do you think it's worth making an exception?"
The old man smiled bitterly, "Even so, we can only sell grenades."
"Then we need 20 grenades and 70 rounds of bullets, the Desert Eagle model." Su Han decided.
Next, the two had a heated discussion on the price issue. By the time an agreement was reached, an hour had passed.
In the end, Su Han said decisively, "Tomorrow at nine o'clock, I will pay with one hand and deliver with the other hand. Don't think about it, it will not benefit anyone." The reason why the transaction was not completed immediately was because it was inconvenient to expose the existence of the carry-on warehouse.
"Of course." The old man smiled.
Su Han waved goodbye and left.
However, as soon as she walked into the hall, she saw a familiar figure.
A fat man diligently sent Zhong Rui out of the room, nodded and bowed, smiling, as if he was receiving God.
Su Han was very curious, what did the little friends buy in order to enjoy VIP treatment.
Xu Shi's gaze was too fiery, and Zhong Rui noticed it and couldn't help but turn his head. When they met, they found that it was Su Han, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said hello, "Just here, or are you planning to leave?"
"It's over, I'm about to leave." Su Han replied.
"Let's go together." Zhong Rui approached very naturally, and then left side by side with his friends.
Speechless all the way.
After leaving the exchange, the two had a tacit understanding and found a quiet corner before they began to chat in a low voice.
"When did the last virus copy leave?" Su Han asked first.
Zhong Rui said in his heart, you are not here, what am I doing there? "After a bit of shopping, I left. Looking at the forum, someone mentioned the late-stage melee, but I didn't participate."
"That's good." Su Han breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately talked about business, "What items did you just buy? What price?"
Zhong Rui replied casually, "Thirty bundles of timed explosives and fifty grenades. I exchanged all the food, daily necessities, and beverages I didn't want, and finally added some medicines. At present, medicines are scarce and their prices are more than gold. Take out the medicine in exchange, everything is easy to talk about."
After a moment's pause, he showed a look of regret, "It's a pity that we don't sell bazookas. Otherwise, no matter how high the asking price is, we'll have to change one."
Immediately afterwards, he changed his words, "The good news is that there is finally a space in the carry-on warehouse. God knows how long it has been full!"
Su Han said in his heart, this unlucky ghost. Several copies have passed, and the bazooka has not yet been obtained.
She turned to the side, took out the bazooka from the portable warehouse, handed it out, and said casually, "Send it to you."
Zhong Rui, "!!!"
At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind, "Where did it come from?"
"Extra rewards for customs clearance." Su Han didn't care much, "Take it."
Without the bazooka, his second career wouldn't come in handy. Therefore, Zhong Rui was not polite and accepted the situation. It's just that his eyes fell on Su Han, and occasionally a different light flashed.
Lowering his eyes, he pretended to be nonchalant and asked calmly, "How about you? What did you buy?"
"20 grenades, 70 matching bullets." Su Han was extremely fortunate, "I can finally clear the inventory! The materials have been piled in the portable warehouse for a long time, and they can't be used up no matter what. Besides, the talent skills are triggered from time to time, and it is better to obtain materials than to use them up. more."
There are so many supplies that they are about to overflow. This is not an exaggeration, but a real truth. She really doesn't want to do tricky discarding of food in a survival game...
The two chatted a few more words, and finally decided to live in the outer circle first - the inner circle is safe, but it is not convenient for activities.
After paying two boxes of milk as tent rent, Su Han and Zhong Rui had a temporary place to stay.
Su Han was interested in cooking instant noodles, but considering that the aroma of instant noodles was too strong, it was likely to cause public outrage, so she put out the idea and ate chocolate cake instead.
**
Night falls.
Residents who went out during the day to find water, food, and supplies gradually returned. There were people coming and going in the shelter, and the smoke curled up, and it looked very lively.
Su Han said to his friends, then walked out of the tent and wandered around at will.
But soon...
"Don't you want to go to the shelter?" A tender voice sounded behind him, and the tone sounded rather strange and a little familiar.
Su Han, "..."
She turned around and saw, unsurprisingly, the little girl she met during the day.
"The plan can't keep up with the changes." Su Hanyu said earnestly.
The little girl pouted, thinking that this person is really strange.
Su Han changed the subject bluntly, "How is your battle? Did it succeed?"
"Don't mention it." The little girl said angrily, "It's a success, but it's no different from failure."
"How?" Su Han raised his eyebrows.
"I drew away all the zombies at the door, and then quickly checked the situation while the other zombies were far away." The little girl flat-mouthed, very unhappy, "There are big buckets in the house. I picked one to open and found It was filled with a pale yellow liquid. Not only did it smell bad, but it couldn't be eaten."
"In other words, it's all in vain." She lowered her head and said sullenly, "Maybe it's not a hidden place at all, no one finds the house. It's found, but you don't want to waste your energy, so things are left behind. ."
At the same time, Su Han unconsciously became serious. Light yellow liquid, big barrels, smelly... She subconsciously thought of diesel.
The author has something to say: Zhong Rui (speaking earnestly): You are so embarrassed, but I have to promise you.
Su Han: ... Are you sure you got the script wrong