There is indeed food in the hotel, but the price is outrageous, and the portion is less than cat food.
"If this continues, our few gold coins will only last a few days." Pistachio was worried. In the previous world, purchases and transactions were all done in copper coins, but now the transaction units have directly changed to silver coins or even gold coins, which puts a lot of pressure on her.
"I'm going to ask, there are so many people here, there must be a way to make money." The fat aunt said, despite her ordinary appearance, she is the most valuable among the team. Even before the troubled times, she was the most valuable among everyone. Highest. Beef dealers just have a bad reputation, but they are actually very profitable.
Everyone ate the clear porridge with not many grains of rice at all. They didn't dare to eat too fast for fear of finishing it in one go. They tried their best to scoop it into their mouths with a spoon one by one to absorb every ounce of nutrition. In fact, this cannot be blamed on the hotel, because all guests are like this. In today's environment, most people are already satisfied with a mouthful of clear porridge and do not dare to ask for more. However, this is the truth, but the body continues to send out hunger signals. , a bowl of clear porridge is too little.
The fat aunt came back soon.
"How's it going?" Pistachio asked impatiently.
"There are ways to make money, roughly divided into four." The fat aunt poured boiling water into the bowl that had been cleaned, and melted the remaining rice juice on the wall of the bowl into the water.
Everyone consciously shut their mouths and waited for the fat aunt to explain.
"First, Anji Road collects the corpses of zombies. The corpses can be sold for money. If they are living zombies, they are more valuable. Second, weapons and equipment, materials, equipment useful for the development of Anji Road, etc. can also be exchanged for money. Third, talents , talents who are useful to Anji Road will not only provide accommodation and security, but also provide food, and finally join the Ping An team." After the fat aunt finished speaking, the boiling water cooled down a bit, she picked up the bowl and took a sip.
His expression was gritted, as if he had a grudge against the bowl of water.
"Can I swipe my credit card?" The guy with glasses asked weakly.
"No!" The fat aunt put down the bowl and refused simply.
"What is the Peace Team?" the assassin asked.
"The military force under Liu Wei'an." Giraffe replied. He has sharp eyes and good ears. He has heard people say this on the street.
"But joining the Ping An Team is not an easy task. You need to evaluate your combat effectiveness. In our team, I am afraid that only the captain is qualified." The fat aunt smiled bitterly.
"It doesn't matter. We Xiangping didn't say goodbye much, but there were a lot of zombies." The rock man looked at the somewhat discouraged expressions of everyone and comforted them.
"Where's the car?" The assassin asked the key question.
"There are cars in Anji Road. They are refitted and the price is relatively expensive. You can also find a way to get it yourself. There are so many cars in the cities outside. As long as you can find the oil, the car is not a problem." The fat aunt replied.
"There's no point in eating. Let's go out and walk together after eating." The rock man suggested. This question is actually a bit redundant. This little food is not enough for one mouthful. Everyone has finished drinking it long ago and is filling the extra space in the internal organs with boiling water.
People come and go on the street, wearing clean and tidy clothes. There is basically no smell of decay in the air. No corpses can be seen on the streets, and no filth can be seen. Even rats that cannot be solved in troubled times can't be seen here. Half a car, the vehicles are neatly placed, and the pedestrians are orderly. At first glance, it seems to be in a utopian world.
Anji Road is very large, but there are not many open areas, and power is cut off in areas that are not open. Only a small area is inhabited. After walking around, the Fenglang Mercenary Group estimated that there are about 150,000 people in this city. This number must have been insignificant before the troubled times, but at this time, 150,000 is undoubtedly an extremely astonishing number.
Finally, the Fenglang Mercenary Group came to the most prosperous area of Anji Road, not the commercial street, but the mission hall street. There are various tasks announced on the big screen, some are asking for materials, some are asking for food, and some are asking for help... The price is marked at the back, you can accept whatever you want, no deposit is required, there are no requirements, the goods arrive* Payment.
The hall is so tightly packed that those who can't get in from the back can only buy tablets in the shops on the side. There is a signal within a mile radius and you can connect to the mission hall's network.
The Fenglang Mercenary Group bought a tablet computer. Several people gathered around and looked through it for a long time. They found that the easiest task was to catch zombie corpses, and the slightly more difficult task was to catch live zombies. Then several people unanimously decided to catch around level 1.5 zombies. of living zombies, the difficulty is just within the acceptable range, and the price is relatively high.
As for those missions that go to certain designated locations to find a certain item or rescue a certain person, the benefits are high, but full of instability. They are a team, and they are not a wealthy team, so they cannot take this risk for the time being.
The mission hall is not only a place where missions are concentrated, but also a place where information is concentrated. Humans from all over the world exchange information with each other. The nearest ones are friends from Fuzhou Road and Yuxin Road, and the far ones are from the Blue and White Porcelain Road. Those who can survive to Anji Road, It cannot but be said that one is blessed with great fortune, but such a person also has extremely rich experience.
"...I'm not bragging. The flame demon wolf I met that time was really powerful. If a team hadn't happened to attract his attention, I wouldn't have been able to see everyone present." A The big man, half of his body burned by fire, was frothing at the mouth. His hair was newly grown, only half an inch long. If he put on a prison uniform, he would be no different from a prisoner in prison.
"The flame demon wolf is nothing. The ghoul I met on Shekou Road is really powerful. It is invulnerable and cannot be killed by rocket launchers. I saw several silver-level masters rush over and they were all killed within three seconds." A short man said. The boy looked disdainful.
"That's because you haven't seen a predator, otherwise you would know or you would be so lucky." The young man with an evil smile was sharpening his nails with a knife.
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Almost all the people from Yuxin Road, Chunyi Road, Fuzhou Road, Xiangping Road, Shekou Road, Raofeng Road and Qinghua Porcelain Road were here. From the whole Tianfeng Province, these people seemed to come to Anji Road by chance.
There are one or two powerful monsters in every place. After listening to the Wind and Waves Mercenary Group for a while, they suddenly felt that the risks they encountered were nothing. They thought they had a narrow escape from death. Only after seeing the dangers of others did they realize that if they replaced themselves with others, they would be gravely injured. The grass is already three feet high. No, there’s no chance for grass to grow because there’s no one to collect the bodies.
A burst of noise came from the long street, accompanied by the roar and screams of cars, and the crowd screamed.
"Go and have a look!" The Fenglang Mercenary Group looked at each other. Before he got close, he heard someone yelling through the air.
"Old guy, how dare you touch porcelain without even looking at who we are? Your dog eyes are in the wrong place. Please brighten your eyes a little brighter in the future, otherwise you won't know how you died."
Because the Wind and Waves Mercenary Group was not included in the mission hall, they were the first to arrive at the scene of the incident. A convoy of three vehicles stopped in the center of the road, with a white-haired old man lying on the ground, and a The ferocious-looking man punched and kicked the old man.
This bag of rice was scattered on the ground, and some of the white rice grains were scattered on the road. Many people saw the rice and their eyes were burning.
"Stop fighting, or you'll be beaten to death." Some people on the street couldn't stand it any longer. After the evolution of the human body, the senses have greatly increased, and many people can tell that the old man has more air coming out and less air coming in.
"...I gave it to my grandson...the rice..." The old man ignored his fists and struggled to crawl towards the rice. However, his legs were broken and he was beaten severely by the big man. After several attempts, he couldn't get up. He looked at the rice. His eyes slowly dimmed.
"This is compensation for disturbing our convoy." The big man mentioned the rice with disdain, but the fire and greed in his eyes could not be concealed.
"You're not allowed... this belongs to my grandson..." The old man looked back and suddenly burst out with strength, hugging the big man's leg with all his strength.
"Looking for death!" The big man tried his best to break free several times, and suddenly punched the old man on the head.
Click——
The old man's head tilted, and he suddenly died. He grabbed the big man's hand and still held it tightly. The big man used a lot of force to get the legs out, kicked the body hard to the roadside, and got into the car with the rice.
"Who is this? You are so brave. You dare to act like this even in Anji Road." Some people in the crowd couldn't stand it, but they also saw that the people in the convoy were not simple, and their voices were very low.
"Hush -" the friend next to him whispered: "That is the logo of Baron Qian Ruhai. If nothing else happens, the person sitting in the car is the son of Baron Qian Ruhai."
Hiss——
There was a gasp from the crowd, and the angry eyes suddenly became irrelevant. The members of the Fenglang Mercenary Group looked at each other and saw the worry in their eyes. They were about to retreat quietly when suddenly a group of people rushed over from a distance. The crowd seemed to know this group. When they saw them, they automatically separated into a passage.
The team arrived at the scene and immediately stopped the convoy that wanted to leave.
"Please stop the car and accept the investigation!" The team stood in front of the car with stern expressions.
"Get out!" A roar erupted from the car, and the sound was like a thunderbolt, exploding in the air.
"Stop the car and accept the investigation!" Che Zengkang, who was leading the team, stared at the driver coldly with a cold expression.
"Report to the deputy captain, the person is dead!" shouted the member checking the old man.
"Stop the car and accept investigation!" Che Zengkang shouted for the third time. He responded with a kick of the accelerator. The car roared out like a mad beast.
"shot!"
At the same time as Che Zengkang gave the order, his right arm began to swell, more than three times in size in the blink of an eye, and became thicker than an ordinary person's thigh. A terrifying force overflowed, and everyone nearby felt their breathing stagnant, and their fists Slowly moving back, lightning blasted out.
boom--
The car flew into the air, rolled over Che Zengkang's head and landed, scaring the crowd behind him into hurriedly moving away. The second car and the third car quickly stopped. Bullets hit it and the glass shattered.
"Stop! My father is Baron Qian Ruhai!" The person in the car lowered his body in embarrassment.
