When I came to this small door, I couldn't hear any sound at all. It seemed that high-tech sound insulation materials were used.
"There shouldn't be anything here... there shouldn't be a homeless person like me living in a military base." I said to myself. Because there are dangers everywhere in this damn place.
"Maybe I'm paranoid, just come here." So, I pushed the door open hard.
"Huh? What is this sound?" The moment the door was opened, noisy sounds seemed to come from all directions.
"Cold wind ironware, forged gallium ore at half price..." "Level 10 craft rye wine, try it first and pay later..." "It's delicious and not expensive..." Shouts in various languages came from my simultaneous translator. come out.
"It seems like this is a market. There are quite a lot of people there." I murmured to myself, looking at the dense crowd of people, feeling a little ecstatic. "This is great. My safety will be guaranteed in the future, hahaha."
To be precise, the market is on the left hand side of the door and in the small area in front of me. There is an open door extending to the left to about 200 meters, and there is also a market at the door.
About ten meters to the right is an office-like area guarded by several MEG members. There is a sign next to it that says "MEG Office Area" and "Weapons Storage" in English.
Moreover, the interior decoration style is no longer the same concrete walls and debris puddles outside. The ceiling here is about three meters higher than the outside, and it has a fresh blue and green feel. The walls are made of pure white tiles, and the lamps are hung on the walls, emitting warm light. It gives people a warmer and more comfortable feeling. At least you don’t have to deal with smelly, moldy carpets.
"I remember that I still have some bread in my backpack. Maybe I can exchange it for some useful supplies." I carefully observed the people trading in the market. They seem to have no currency, only the primitive method of bartering.
I walked along the market and saw a middle-aged stall owner who looked like a man from Yanxia. He was selling some almond water and small sticks similar to those I had never seen before. I stepped forward and spoke: "Hello, may I ask what this is..."
Before I could finish my words, the stall owner said to me excitedly: "Hey Xiu Xiu, you look like you are from Yanxia, do you look like a wanderer who just came in?"
Me: "Ang, what's wrong?"
"Then you have to take a look at the essential supplies for homeless people in our back room, hoohoo! This is an energy bar that allows you to run as fast as Bolt when being chased by an entity! Also, eating one is enough An adult man can be active all morning! And look at this, almond water is the main ingredient for your daily sodium and mineral supplement! Each large bottle of almond water only requires 10 candles! Energy bars and 20 pieces of dry bread..."
"Hey, stop, stop, please take a break. What I lack is not supplies, and I can't afford them." I said disdainfully: "Do you have a space map or something like that? Do you have any other level information?"
"Ah... I really don't have what you said, sir... Hey, don't go, don't go. I have something here that you might like, huh." As soon as I was about to leave, he stopped me. and turned around to find something.
After a while, he pulled out a notebook from the cargo box. Rather than saying it was a notebook, it was more like a bunch of loose papers bound together.
"Come and take a look, we found these from all levels. They all went out to explore here and died there." The stall owner said to me seriously, "By the way, kid, you can go around, especially don't Join MEG. Just look at this."
"How much does this cost?" I didn't listen to a word he said, so I asked about the price.
"This is not a valuable thing. For the sake of the fact that we are all in the hot summer, I will give you two pieces of dry bread in exchange for it."
"Thank you, boss." I took out two pieces of dry bread from my bag and gave them to him.
"Hey, go ahead and walk to the north gate. There is a service desk. You can ask them for a map of this shelter." I looked in the direction of his finger. "Also, don't join MEG!"
I left the stall. But I don’t quite understand who this uncle is and why he keeps emphasizing not to join MEG?
