Huang Biao shook his head and said: "No, but I know where there is gasoline. I saw a gas station from a long distance before. You can go there to get gasoline."
Su Changxing waved his hand and said, "No need."
Huang Biao asked doubtfully: "Do you still have gasoline on you?"
"of course not."
Su Changxing took out his mobile phone in his pocket and said: "There may not be any gasoline in the gas station. I can buy gasoline directly on the forum. I saw someone posting about selling gasoline before."
Huang Biao was stunned and hesitated: "You are a big dog."
It's not that he hasn't thought about buying it on the forum, but he just doesn't think it's cost-effective. He must either exchange it with food or use a high amount of points.
Su Changxing glanced at Huang Biao's expression of hatred for the rich, lamented the serious class contradiction, and said, "You don't have to feel bad when I spend money."
Su Changxing opened the forum and searched for the keyword "gasoline". There were more than ten posts about gasoline, and he opened one of them.
Mi Liang: I have a lot of gasoline here, which can be exchanged for food or points.
500ml of gasoline, 150 points or a bag of biscuits.
Reply 1: You can’t drink gasoline. If you sell it so expensively, you must be starving to death.
Reply 2: Will the poster sell the 50 points? If not, I will find someone else.
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Su Changxing then spent 150 points to buy a pot of gasoline, and then used a steel knife to cut off six chair legs to use as wooden sticks to make torches in a nearby restaurant.
Tie a rag to the wooden stick, soak the rag end of the wooden stick in gasoline, and let it dry for more than ten minutes to complete the production.
While drying the torch, Su Changxing checked the route log and found that the analysis had been completed.
[In-depth analysis: Mystery makes you powerful
Help others fall asleep.
High-end dreamers often appear as sober people, allowing others to fall asleep. Sleeping together can bring people closer to each other, which is also an important means of dealing with interpersonal relationships. 】
So the way to increase mystery is to put others to sleep?
Why does he feel like a hypnotist, very similar to the extraordinary person I met before? Could it be that this is the direction of my next advancement?
"I don't know if it's okay to give me sleeping pills."
Su Changxing fell into deep thought, thinking about the criteria for "helping others sleep".
He saw Zhu Wenwu playing with his mobile phone and asked, "Zhu Wenwu, what are you doing?"
Zhu Wenwu said seriously: "Tell me what to do after I die. Tell my sister what she should do after I die."
"Don't be so pessimistic, you're just leading the way."
Su Changxing thought for a moment and said, "I want to ask, do you want to sleep now?"
Zhu Wenwu looked at Su Changxing with confusion on his face, wondering what Su Changxing meant: "Well, I don't really want to."
Su Changxing said seriously: "Tell me when you want to sleep and I will help you."
"ha?"
Zhu Wenwu was even more confused. Although he didn't know what Su Changxing wanted to do, he was still curious about how Su Changxing helped him fall asleep.
Huang Biao leaned on the scrap tire next to him and looked at his mobile phone. His expression suddenly became solemn and he said: "Su Changxing, I just saw that there have been many massacres of groups on the forum. They all happened last night, and several It’s near us.”
Su Changxing contacted the previous information and immediately realized the problem: "How many are there? There are many survivors of this world around here."
Huang Biao nodded: "That should be the case. There may be a gathering point for them nearby."
Su Changxing couldn't help but squeeze his hands. These survivors were not ordinary people, they were all extraordinary people, and they were absolutely hostile to them.
"Let's go now. Go early and come back early."
Su Changxing put a torch into his backpack, held a torch in his hand, and said.
Zhu Wenwu looked at the torch in his hand and said blankly: "Don't we need to make some preparations, such as updating weapons?"
Huang Biao waved his hand and said: "Let's go. There is nothing to prepare and nothing to prepare. Your main task is to lead the way, not to fight."
Su Changxing took the lead, climbed down the stairs, and entered the cool and damp sewer again, hearing the sound of dripping water in his ears.
"Brother Su, are you down there? I can't see you at all."
Zhu Wenwu's voice came from above.
Zhu Wenwu was the second to come down, but halfway up the climb, he found darkness in front of his eyes and did not dare to go down any further.
Su Changxing raised his head and shouted: "Climb down, I'm not dead yet."
"Oh, I'm down."
Su Changxing took out the match and lit the torch.
"Hula."
The bright firelight illuminated the surroundings, and the walls around the sewer were covered with fluffy moss.
"Well, this should be moss..."
Su Changxing raised his eyebrows, feeling that the moss seemed to be moving, but upon closer inspection, it was not there.
Zhu Wenwu climbed down from above and said, "The smell down here is better than I thought. It's a bit strange. Shouldn't the sewers be smelly?"
Su Changxing's eyes were slightly empty, he pulled out the steel knife and said, "Look at these moss."
Zhu Wenwu looked at Qingmo and found nothing unusual: "What's wrong?"
Su Changxing slashed his knife towards the wall, and with a harsh sound, the moss on the wall retreated around like insects.
"what is this?"
Zhu Wenwu felt his scalp numb, and his mood became tense again after he relaxed, and he encountered strange things at the beginning.
Su Changxing looked at the dark passage ahead and fell into deep thought. He was thinking about whether he should really go down. There might be other strange things in the sewer.
Huang Biao climbed down from the top and saw Su Changxing staring in front of him in a daze, and said, "What's wrong?"
Su Changxing shook his head and said: "Nothing, let's go."
Night vision gave him a wider range of vision in such an environment, but he couldn't find anything else except the moss.
This seems to be just an ordinary sewer, just a little clean.
It was very quiet in the sewer. There was no roar of zombies, only the sound of treading water and the breathing of three people, among which Huang Biao's breathing was the heaviest.
The more this happens, the more unsettling it becomes.
After walking for more than ten minutes, Huang Biao seemed a little irritable and said: "I would rather have a large number of zombies down here than be so quiet with nothing."
Su Changxing agreed with this. If there are zombies, they can at least know that they are facing zombies, but what they have to face now is unknown.
Zhu Wenwu seemed nervous at first, but later realized that nothing happened, so he relaxed, looked around and said:
"Have you ever felt that the oxygen concentration here is very high and your mind should be clearer, but there is no vegetation down here."
Huang Biao used a torch to look at the moss on the surrounding walls:
"Could these be things like Cordyceps, which are both plants and bugs? They should be able to produce oxygen."
Listening to Huang Biao's words, Su Changxing thought that since humans can become extraordinary, it is possible for these plants or animals to become extraordinary species.
This possibility is not small. He has encountered zombie monkeys before. Monkeys can also become zombies, but he has not seen other zombie species yet.
Is this because monkeys themselves are closer to humans?
The three of them came to the fork of the passage. There were several smaller openings around it. The red steel pipes were covered with rust, and the iron gate of the passage in the wall was recessed inward.
Zhu Wenwu held a torch and observed the surrounding pipelines, and said: "SHIELD Company is in the northwest. Let's go through the hole on the left. The direction should be right."
