Chapter 180

The staple food for lunch is palm sized white bread, roasted crisp and charred corn, and wolf meat cooked with soybeans.

Liu Jiujiu, not only as an emissary, was entertained, but also along with the eight serfs and two guards who pulled the cart.

The guard was, after all, a servant of the same status as him, but Liu Jiujiu didn't expect to let the serfs eat at the table.

But after all, they didn't eat in the same place, and Liu Jiujiu didn't say much.

With his hands folded, he thanked the owner who gave them food. He couldn't wait to reach out and grab the white bread on the plate.

Different from the cold and hard green wheat cake, the bread is made of loose and soft. Just holding it in his hand, Liu Jiujiu couldn't help but shake his mind and quickly sent it into his mouth and took a bite.

It smells good!!!

His eyes almost protruded. Before he swallowed the food in his mouth, he quickly picked up a spoon, scooped another spoonful of bean stew and stuffed it into his mouth.

His taste buds gave a high evaluation at the first time!

Before he could taste it carefully, he ate it like a starving ghost, completely forgetting the instructions the boss had given him before he left.

Wolf meat is usually sour, but they stew badly with soybeans and taste a little fragrant. As for the practice of corn, it's even better. Have they fried it?

This is too extravagant!

The white bread tube was enough. When Liu ate the fourth in September, he felt that there was no more fortress.

After drinking a mouthful of hot water, he tried to swallow the food stuffed into his throat. With an expression that he had never seen the world, he looked at Guo Niu sitting across the table.

"What is this?"

Guo Niu is a real person and answers truthfully.

"Steamed bread, salt and pepper corn, stewed soybean with marinated meat."

Liu Jiujiu looked blankly.

I haven't heard of three words at the same time. He could no longer hide his envious eyes. He couldn't help asking.

"You eat this every day?"

Guo Niu shook his head and said.

"It depends on what's on the market."

There is no canteen in the outpost. They are all shelters. The residents are cooking.

Although the market at noon is not as lively as at night, many people set up big pots there and cooked some strange food.

The manager set the standard for lunch, with a budget of 3 silver coins per person. Guo Niu took the money to the market to buy.

The residents of the trading shelters at the north gate were very enthusiastic and scrambled to pull him to their booth. They even said that they could offer discounts for a large number of purchases.

Although Guo Niu doesn't understand why a large number of purchases can be preferential, it's good to save money for the manager. The last meal cost only 70% of the total budget, which can be said to be very economical.

"Market?"

However, after listening to Guo Niu's explanation, Liu Jiujiu's expression became more confused.

It does sound weird.

There is no such thing as a market in ordinary small survivor strongholds.

After all, trade is the product of prosperity. If more than half of the people in a place are slaves without private property, who can sell the things on the market? They may not even own their own flesh, let alone anything worthy of exploitation.

It is said that there was a grocery store before Bette street, which was operated by the old mayor and allowed the garbage men there to change some daily necessities. This can be regarded as a great charity nearby, but the family has been driven away by the barbarians with guns. Now I don't know if there are "shops" there.

Liu Jiujiu hasn't been there. It's just said that a group of beggars picking up garbage live there. They occasionally go to pick up things near the farm, but they are usually driven away. Unless they carry chips, the farmer doesn't want to have a conflict with their neighbors, and usually allows them to change some green wheat.

"Thank you for your hospitality." wiping his mouth with his sleeve, Liu Jiujiu took some time to hold back his burp and got up and said respectfully.

Guo Niu shook his head and seriously corrected, "all this is the generosity of adults. You should thank him, not me."

Liu Jiujiu gave him an envious look.

Strange.

He saw loyalty on the face of a serf!

However, what's more strange is that I have to please him

After coming out of the dining room, Liu Jiujiu greeted the serfs and led the double headed cattle tied to the door.

He waved the whip in his hand, as if to vent his depressed emotions on these people.

"Hurry up, lazy dogs. It's time for us to go."

The serfs did not dare to disobey him, nor did they dare to disobey the iron pipe rifles on his back and the guards. They untied the rope on the double headed cattle one after another, and set out on the road at the urging of Lord Liu.

However, people's simple desire for a better life cannot be stopped by a whip alone. Several serfs whispered while Liu Jiujiu and the two guards didn't notice here.

"The food was delicious just now."

"Yes, even if it's a fat year, we haven't had such a good time..."

"This is heaven!"

"That man is... Guoba?"

"It seems so."

"I can't believe it's him! I almost didn't recognize him!"

"You said if we went to him..."

"Shh! Don't let the man with the gun on his back hear it. Don't blame me for not reminding you. The child who bragged that he was going to travel with the caravan was hung at the door for three days and nights. When he was put down, half of his body was eaten away!"

The serfs were silent and dared not speak any more.

Seeing the tribute camel team disappear at the end of the forest, Chu Guang standing by the window on the third floor of the sanatorium suddenly opened his mouth with envy.

"If only I had a few more cows."

Xia Yan, who came here to rub rice, joked.

"Is this eating in the bowl and thinking about the pot?"

She learned this sentence from Chu Guang. It is said that it is used to describe a person who is insatiable. Although she didn't think it was accurate to use this sentence to describe the adult manager, it was unexpected at this time.

"Of course not," Chu Guang looked back at her and said discontentedly, "I didn't teach you this sentence to tell me."

Xia Yan gave him a soft white look and continued to concentrate on dealing with the corn in his hand.

Although Chu Guang always said it was junk food, she didn't think so at all. Sprinkle a little sugar on it. It tastes absolutely unique in the world!

Silver coins are great!

She has begun to sum up how to spend tomorrow's salary.

……

It's just noon.

At the entrance of Huayuan street subway station, which is about 4 kilometers away from the Wetland Park, the pungent smell of gunpowder permeates the street, even the roaring north wind can't disperse.

A group of happy little players skillfully repeated yesterday's work - pulling monsters, collecting fire, counting the results, busy in full swing, it's fun.

No fun except two.

One is a mole and the other is a mosquito.

In order to clear the passage from the entrance of the subway station to the gate of No. 117 shelter, the two "contractors", a large one and a small one, have taken in more than 400 silver coins and bought two ld-47 rifles!

If you can't pass the task today, it's hard to say whether the 1200 silver dollar reward is worth it in terms of time and cost.

"Maybe we should learn from the elder brother Fang," said the mosquito with a sad face, looking at the mole standing nearby. "I talked with Lao Bai yesterday. They didn't use so many people to pile up when they were passing through the greenhouse site. Although they spent some ammunition, the cost was not much higher than us."

Said the mole, shaking his head.

"Brother mosquito, that's a bad word. You think they're sharing their game experience with you, but you don't know they're just in Versailles. Elite tactics? You don't see what their team is equipped with. A set of exoskeleton with the same manager, the strongest mechanical composite bow of the whole service, a manipulator that can fill the output of the intelligence department, and... The highest perception of the whole service."

"What tactics do you discuss with these hexagonal teams? They have the highest output of three. To ensure that they don't die is to earn money. If we learn their playing methods, this task can last until next month. Listen to me, if we don't have enough equipment, we have to use a sea of people. There's no shortcut!"

I understand everything.

But I still envy you!

With an expression of envy, jealousy and hatred, the mosquito couldn't help shouting.

"Gan! These hateful European emperors!"

Said the mole, nodding in agreement.

"Right? Now you understand the importance of balance?"

The output of that manipulator is unreasonable, and the projectile is about to become a shell in his hand. Has Da Da really considered the feelings of power players? There is also the mechanical composite bow, which is more powerful than a gun, can wear armour, can shoot explosives, and ammunition is cheap. Is it reasonable not to cut a knife!

Of course, if he can reward him with a set of equipment of the same level or even more awesome after completing the task of refuge 117, he will say nothing.

I don't care. It's a black curtain if the European emperor ship doesn't arrive!

Zhang Hai, who was previously in charge of pulling monsters, finally checked his achievements. When he came, he happened to hear their dialogue.

Although he didn't understand it at all, he was still excited.

"The right line of the sea of people will always drop God!"

"Ni ZuoKai, what are you doing? Do you understand your sequence?" the mosquito who was admiring the top didn't want to talk nonsense. He put a coin in his hand. "Take it! Don't change it!"

Zhang Hai counted that a copper coin was not bad, he said with a smile.

"Thank you, boss! I wish the boss a fortune!"

Hearing this sentence, the mosquito's eyelids jumped again.

Get rich?

If he continues to play like this, let alone get rich, he is going bankrupt!

Seeing the mosquito's pain, the sympathetic mole sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Come on, victory is just around the corner. I have a hunch that the money path of this task may not be weaker than the greenhouse site, and I will definitely earn it back at that time!"

The mosquito looked up at the sky and sighed.

"I hope."

In fact, the words of brother mole were not entirely comforting him. Victory was indeed in front of him.

Sixty seven eaters were killed in this round, which is much less than yesterday. The agile Department Mengxin, named Zhang Hai, spent more than twice as long pulling monsters below this time than yesterday. It is obvious that the density of dissimilarity is not as high as a few days ago.

The mole thought that if the situation was optimistic, he should be able to finish the task in two more rounds at most.

It happened that at the lunch point, the small players participating in the strategy took a break, walked into the abandoned store on the side of the road, and burned the pot of boiling water with the charcoal they brought and the branches they picked up.

Mengxin people have to save money to buy equipment. Most of them are not willing to buy expensive supplies. Their dry food is mainly green wheat cakes or scones made of croissants.

Although this kind of dry food has no nutrition and the taste is very general, it is better than convenience. Whether you throw it into a pot and cook it into a paste, or just chew it in your arms, you can fill your stomach.

Fasting will have hypoglycemic debuff, which will affect the output. Players are ready to wait until they eat dry food before starting the next wave of attack.

At this moment, however, neither mole nor mosquito noticed that a group of heavily armed mercenaries were quietly entering the area just a street away from the Garden Street subway station.

They are not many, only eight. Although their equipment is not the most elite, they are more than a little better than the scattered soldiers wandering on the waste land. They were not only equipped with automatic weapons, but two of them also carried thigh thick rocket launchers on their backs, with plenty of firepower.

It can be seen that their boss paid a lot of money and learned the lesson of his last failure. He not only hired a stronger mercenary regiment, but also bought air tickets to and from the northern suburbs.

Their task is simple.

Arrive at Huayuan street subway station, eliminate the alien under the subway station, then enter refuge 117, take the things inside to the evacuation point and return.

In fact, if the situation was optimistic, they should have completed the task two days ago. However, no one expected that a group of people also stared at refuge 117.

Those people seem to be the newly rising survivor forces in the northern suburbs of Qingquan city. According to the host of Jushi radio who ran the train, these people not only killed the blood hand clan, but also the mutants of 76th street. Recently, they have hooked up with enterprises passing through the northern suburbs.

Although the equipment of those people is very weak and their own advantages are obvious, no one dares to take it lightly.

Especially yesterday, the scout who went to the high-rise building to establish a sniper point came the news that he had found the target of the suspected awakened person.

Awakened!

As the captain of the twelve, pritt felt that things were not as simple as expected.

Without immediate action, they occupied a half collapsed building along the street, placed a radio station, established a temporary command post here, and contacted the scouts who arrived at the front line first.

"Carl, is the awakened one still there?"

After a while, the voice of the Scout came from the communication channel.

"It's gone... I suspect he hasn't fully awakened, but there are signs of awakening."

Pritt murmured.

"What is ability?"

Carl replied.

"It may be related to intuition or spirit."

Intuition or spirit.

Pritt's eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

The so-called awakening is not only the "heterogeneity" of some traits, but also shows some characteristics different from ordinary people.

There are many possible causes of arousal. The more common ones are the use of genetic improvement agents or the stimulation of survival instinct at the critical moment of life and death, resulting in the dominant expression of the inactive fragments in the gene fragments.

Compared with the "risk controllable" mechanical righteousness transformation, awakening is undoubtedly a thorny road. Although it can bring powerful power, it is not without cost.

However, it is undeniable that awakened people are really difficult to deal with, especially spiritual and intuitive. Many abilities are simply unreasonable and impossible to prevent.

Just like the energy weapon branch of light weapons!

"Those people are preparing for the second wave of attack. I feel that the aliens under the subway station have been cleaned up by them... Boss, when shall we start?"

Said PREET calmly.

"Don't panic, wait until they lead the alien out from below."

It may be a genius idea to lead the alien from under the subway station to set fire, but these people obviously don't realize how big the movement they make and the flaw behind their ass are.

Pritt has a clear idea.

They don't have to fight the survivors at all. They just need to wait quietly for the aliens to pour out, rush up while the survivors wave cold weapons, and then kill them.

What if there is an awakened one?

It's as easy to eat these survivors and aliens in one bite as eating a sandwich biscuit.

Thinking of this, pritt's face showed a faint smile.

He will teach these survivors a lesson.

Tell them what Mantis catches cicadas, and yellow finches are behind!

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(I began to recover for two shifts this Sunday. I felt my hollowed out body recovered a little. (: 3 "∠))