Chapter 3 Iron Guy

Leng Jun ate some instant noodles. It was so delicious.

In the apocalypse, a pack of salty instant noodles can drive people crazy.

After eating and drinking, Leng Jun lay on the bed.

He took off the ring in his hand and looked at it carefully.

I saw two pinyin letters on the inner wall of the ring.

"H,L"

Even from his previous life to his death, he still didn't understand it.

What do these two letters mean?

I thought about countless possibilities, but I rejected them all.

Forget it, forget it, what you couldn't figure out in your last life, you can figure it out in another life.

who cares.

I took out such a large amount of money today, and I’m going to go shopping tomorrow.

I roughly sorted out what I need.

Leng Jun just fell asleep.

This time, he slept quite peacefully.

I'm worried about the end of the world every day,

He didn't know how long it had been since he had a good sleep.

Wake up early in the morning.

The moment the sun shines into the room, Leng Jun cherishes this moment very much.

Such mild sunshine will basically not appear again after 6 days.

Came to the street.

Leng Jun had a casual breakfast.

Now that time is tight and tasks are heavy, he doesn't have much time to waste.

After eating and drinking, Leng Jun went directly to a material distribution center.

He did not go to various supermarkets or small stores.

The supplies there are scattered, which is troublesome.

Moreover, the things in these malls will still be there after the end of the world, so don’t worry.

He found a wholesale center for supplies.

This kind of place has a lot of supplies and is easy to buy and sell.

This is a distribution center that specializes in wholesale supply to various large supermarkets and canteens.

In Leng Junji's last life, when he found this material warehouse, he was happy for a long time.

Everything here is very complete.

There are everything from bags of rice to popping candies and even Ultraman cards.

Discuss with the boss and agree on the price.

Let the boss pack it directly and send it to a small warehouse he just rented.

This warehouse was rented casually by Leng Jun and was specially used to receive supplies.

This is also much more convenient. Leng Jun’s 1 million was suddenly reduced to tens of thousands.

Flesh hurts.

But there is nothing we can do now. In the end of the world, materials are the hard currency.

After discussing the supplies, Leng Jun went directly to the building materials market.

Although the house is not my own.

Decoration is necessary.

At least it's guaranteed that no one can break into it casually.

All day long, Leng Jun was tinkering with his own safety door.

This is just a simple shelter.

6 days is too tight.

Although it is just a simple decoration, the material of the door is not simple.

Almost all made of pure steel from the inside to the outside.

Pure steel doors cannot be installed on the outside, they can only be installed on the inside.

As for the landlord's expression, Leng Jun couldn't control it.

Time passed by and it was already dark.

Leng Jun was lying in bed thinking about what he should do tomorrow.

"arms."

Without weapons, you will definitely be at the mercy of others in the apocalypse.

But where to get weapons?

It's strange, the security in China is so good.

It's not easy to get weapons.

Leng Jun was lying on the bed, his scalp almost bald.

I didn't expect to get weapons in a short time.

Materials are okay, as long as you have money.

But weapons cannot be bought with money. There are too many scammers online.

"Wait a minute, liar."

Thinking of liars, Leng Jun suddenly thought of someone.

bald dragon

He is a resident of a community a few kilometers away from him.

I heard that this guy specializes in illegally selling modified guns, and he has an iron guy in his hand.

And there are quite a few, which is why Leng Jun only thinks of this person now.

It's because the Bald Dragon relied on having a gun in his hand during the last days.

When the snow melted, he searched for supplies and took in his little brother.

Soon, a force was established, which could be described as tyrannical within a few miles.

The reason why Leng Jun only thought of this person now.

That's because this bald dragon is just a flash in the pan.

Soon he was beaten into a hornet's nest by his younger brother.