The sky was gloomy.
Just like the explorers' pale faces, they were as heavy as water.
"Friend, let me ask," Ning An pointed to one of the buses, "Can I go to Pingyao Ancient City?"
The man was probably in a bad mood. He raised his eyes and saw that he was a handsome young man, perhaps a student. He suddenly showed his white teeth and said, "Go, go, Pingyao Ancient City. We are leaving soon. Get in the car."
The man's teasing was undisguised, and Ning An couldn't tell that he was talking nonsense. He just shook his head and said, "My friend is not honest."
The man was about to speak when his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of military green and he immediately shut up.
Several soldiers who were responsible for transporting criminals came forward to check the identity information of these people. After confirmation, they were escorted into the car one by one.
When Ning An was the only one left, he stared at him with big eyes.
"Get out? Children, this is the route taken by criminals. If you want to go out and explore, you can go to Qinrong Station. There is an exploration passage specially set up for citizens."
Are the passages divided into criminal passages and citizen passages?
Ning An scratched his head a little.
After he heard about the flame monster, he rushed to the border without thinking about a safe zone and these doorways.
"I think there's still room in the car. If possible, there's no need to make the extra trip."
The soldier was in trouble, and patiently explained: "These vehicles are not guaranteed to deliver or pick up the criminals. The criminals will leave as soon as they arrive. There is no military station. I'm afraid it will be a disaster if we encounter a wave of corpses or something like that."
"By the way, where are you going?"
"Pingyao Ancient City."
"Then you can't get on the bus here," the soldier shrugged. "It's not like Pingyao Ancient City is accessible from here."
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It seems that the local folk customs are not very pure.
Ning An had a dark face, and after being deceived several times when asking for directions, he finally arrived at Qinrong Station.
As soon as I stepped into the transfer station, the smoke of fireworks immediately washed away the little depression in my heart.
The spacious aisles were crowded with people, and there were a variety of food stalls. Many people set up street stalls. Small carts shuttled to each station to sell goods, and the sound of bargaining was endless.
"Little brother, I'm looking at you. Is this your first time here?"
The pot-bellied man came forward, very enthusiastic.
Ning An looked away from the stall, looked at the man, and nodded.
"A young man armed with a sword is truly powerful. Heroes come from young men, as has always been the case since ancient times."
The man's tongue blossomed and he clapped softly, "If I guess correctly, little brother is going outside to search for supplies?"
"Absolutely." Ning An gave an ambiguous answer. The reward from heaven can probably be regarded as a kind of material?
"Then, little brother, are you interested in making a deal with me?"
The man then took out a leaflet and handed it to Ning An.
"Our "Jiyun Restaurant" is preparing to open. To be honest, we need a lot of ingredients."
"In the granary outside, the army hasn't moved yet, and we haven't said we won't let others take it. It's an ownerless thing. We hired a few trucks and planned to transport some back."
He grimaced again.
"But the driver is afraid, so he has to be accompanied by a master. I see that you are handsome, handsome, and have extraordinary bearing, little brother, so I will give you this number."
The man raised four fingers and said, "Four hundred!"
Seeing the man lowering his head with a sullen look, as if he was bleeding profusely, he didn't think of just quoting a low price of four hundred. Why didn't Ning An know the boss's little thoughts?
I thought that I was young, cheated by drivers and thugs, and made a lot of money when I came back alive, but I wouldn't lose much if I didn't come back.
"You'd better hire someone else."
"Ouch!" The boss slapped his thigh and without looking at Ning An, he walked towards the tall man who had just entered the station.
"The young man is wearing a sword, he is so powerful!"
After a while, the red-faced boy was so praised that he played a few tricks with swords and swords. His chest was so loud that he wanted to write the words "Leave it to me" written on his face.
Ning An shook his head and stopped looking.
After living in the safe zone for a few days, there were too many deceptions and abductions. Ning An became more cautious after being deceived several times.
Just a few days ago, perhaps because he saw a post he posted about looking for the first puppet, someone took the initiative to contact him, saying that he knew where a monster was hiding and wanted to go with him.
When he got out of the safe area, four or five big men jumped out and surrounded him with malicious intentions.
That was my second fortune.
Although Ning'an is not engaged in production, he has gained a lot of loot from two "self-defenses", and he can be considered a small rich man.
"The Guangyou Group auction has begun!"
"This time it is a rubbing of the "Zhenshan Fuhu Fist". The starting price is 2,000 yuan, or the rubbing of the secret book of the same grade can be exchanged!"
A high platform was erected in the northwest corner to serve as an auction platform. The huge screen showed the process of the swordsman cutting off the zombie's head and releasing the reward from heaven.
"Haha, two thousand, why don't you go and grab it!"
"Two thousand can be exchanged for ten puppet crystals."
"Is there the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? That palm technique that falls from the sky!"
People gathered around, mostly hecklers.
This is not the first time that the Guangyou Group has conducted an auction. There was one the day before yesterday, called "Stepping on the Seven Stars", which caused a great sensation. There were so many onlookers, and the price was even as high as 8,000 taels of department store dollars.
The next day, news came out that the young master of a certain group was beaten to death and was forced to return the goods by the boss.
"What the hell do you think this is? Your brain is broken!"
Unexpectedly, less than three days after the embarrassment, the Guangyou Group came to trick people again.
Looking at the excitement, there were actually very few bidders.
Ning An took a look and saw that it was indeed a reward from heaven, but it was the lowest level white grade and he couldn't use it.
What kind of world is it that you can get rewards from heaven even if you kill an ordinary zombie? !
Out of sight, out of mind, Ning An got on the subway angrily.
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"Hey, boxing, it's okay."
Lu Fei took Xiao Shisan and squeezed into the front of the auction table.
"Boss, I want twenty puppet crystals!"
He turned to look at Xiao Shisan and said with a smile, "Practice hard. Once you're done, you can fight all over Xingzi Street."
"Boss, do you really want to go out?" Xiao Shisan lowered his head and felt depressed.
I heard that there are zombies and monsters outside. What if the boss has something wrong with him?
"You brat, you should worry about yourself," Lu Fei casually handed the boxing manual to Xiao Shisan.
"As soon as I come back, our pirate group's stronghold will be robbed."
