Chapter 132:

Name:Lost Lovers Author:怜惜凝眸
"Be careful in the future, you must not mess with that group of people. Their dogs are more moist than us, and that group of people must be strong, otherwise, where can they afford pets?"

"Yes, it is."

Uh ...

I went back to the place where the collar was sold, and the woman was surprised.

The little boy took it for granted, and handed all the collars to Tang Miao.

"Brother, choose whatever you want."

"I want four." Tang Miao took off his backpack and packed him some rice in plastic bags. The woman borrowed a claim from the stall owner next to Tang Miao, who shook her head.

The woman looked at her skinny son, and saw that the man next to the teenager had no intention of stopping. She bit her lip softly and thanked her. She wrapped the rice bag in her arms with a black plastic bag and secretly aimed at both sides, looking A little more careful and alert than just now.

The little boy narrowed his eyes with a smile and said sweetly, "Brother, we still have a lot of dog food. If you want, come back and buy it next time."

In the last days, I also bought dog food specifically to feed the dog too dazzling, Tang Miao did not intend to attract attention, smiled without answering, and stuffed the four collars into the bag. In fact, he put it into the space, looked at Tang Sihuang, and found his hand Holding a black thing in it.

"Daddy, is this?"

"The rubber band you just changed." Tang Sihuang put things in the small pocket on the side of his backpack.

"Come out of town now."

"No more shopping?"

"Nothing else you want."

The two got in the car, left the exchange square, and headed towards the gate of the base. The available distance of the walkie-talkie is 5 kilometers. Contact the family and explain to Tang Qi that the two may not return for lunch.

There are a total of two gates at the base. The exit is on the left and the entrance is on the right. All people come in and out in order. There were heavy soldiers guarding the city walls, and serious soldiers were holding machine guns in their arms. No one dared to make trouble here. The ID card is also a card in the base. You need to register when you leave the city. Just swipe the ID card on the card reader. This is also to facilitate the base to manage the population.

The manager of the WH base is economically savvy. It takes 20 points to buy a site in the area around the city at the exit. To know which areas have been searched out and which areas have not been searched out, you need to pay another 20 points to get A newly illustrated brochure.

The two bought maps and brochures, and the cards went out of town smoothly after the machine was brushed. As soon as they came out of the door, a surprised look flashed across Tang Miao and Tang Sihuang's faces. I saw a lot of survivors living outside the base. The base stipulates that non-local people who contribute more than 800 points are eligible to live in the base. They have to live outside the city because they cannot afford it. Colorful tents are like mushrooms, clustered together. Only facing the gate of the base, a ten-meter-wide road was vacated, separated from the residential area by iron railings. The mushroom cluster is separated from the outside by the power grid, which is barely safe. Some people shuttled back and forth among the tents, and most of them had torn and dirty clothes; only a few remained tidy, but their faces were lingering. The old man with a bleak face sits still outside the tent and basks in the sun, like a quiet statue; instead of running around, the children who were supposed to be active do not run around, but squatting on the ground silently, playing with dark stones, Bai Nen's face was dusty. All this, looking far away, is like a silent black and white movie.

Tang Sihuang speeded up, and the car quickly moved away from the base.

"Daddy, now the zombies are getting worse and worse, can those people live outside the city to resist?" Tang Sen was very skeptical.

Tang Sihuang whispered: "The survival of the fittest. This sentence applies at any time. Before the end of the world, those who are suitable for competition become superior; today, those who are suitable for competition are living, unsuitable, and dying. "This is cruel, but it makes sense.

"These people really don't have the ability to enter the base? Even if they don't have the supplies, they can kill the zombies, they can still get points. But they don't, they would rather crowd here."

Tang Miao agrees very much with his words. People can depend on others, but not on others forever. Especially in this world today, if those people can't strengthen themselves, they may one day pay the price of blood.

Tang Miao no longer thinks: "Daddy, have you had breakfast?"

司 Tang Sihuang turned his lips up: "No."