Apocalypse Meltdown

This is a community backed by a park, very large, the environment is very good, especially the greening is quite beautiful, but it is a pity that after the outbreak of the last days, it has become a wasteland. Now people turn the soil in the park and turn the fruits and vegetables. The seeds are sowed, and there is a small river next to it. It is very convenient. Many survivors migrated here and dragged their families.

Although it is not comparable to the days of the previous civilized era, it will not be hungry here. The boss here is a veteran. The zombies in this community are cleaned up with a little bit of people. He will take people out every day. Collecting materials, piles of food and daily necessities are piled up in warehouses, and people living here can get food by simply doing the work assigned every day, and the daily work is simple, that is, farming.

This is a long-term development goal. Most people are involved in the planning. They have great expectations. It will take a long time to get fresh vegetables, and even some people will be surrounded by fences to raise some livestock.

The days are getting better and better, life is monotonous but full, everything is developing in a good direction, and there are more and more people in the community, gradually accommodating thousands of people, forming a small survivor base.

They called the fresh fruit base here. The name is taken from the name of the veteran. The homophonic Cheng Xianguo also means that there will be fresh fruits and vegetables in the future. They want to build this home.

There is an open space in the small area, there are many vehicles, a tall off-road vehicle is very conspicuous, next to a red plastic bucket, the water in the bucket is already black, a person is sweating with a rag This car.

This person is Zhou Shuli, this off-road vehicle is the g55 that Chu Han used to use.

Zhou Shuli’s face was unwilling, and he managed to grab so much food. When he got here, he found that everything in the trunk was gone, and there was no one left!

Now he only has this car left. Fortunately, this hard car made him rush out of the zombie group, but he is still not willing. He does not want to work here, listen to the distribution of food, everything is step by step, no woman. For him to play, there is no flattery of the younger brother, what is this?

What is the difference between this and his previous life? What significance does the outbreak of the world have for him?

"My brother, are they coming back soon?"

Suddenly a team of people passed by here. One of the young men was in the middle of the crowd. He looked like Cheng Xianguo. His brother, Cheng Zehao.

"Yeah, I don't know how many things this old man can bring back." The people next to him are full of satisfaction.

"I hope to have a girl hahaha!" The other few people began to be unscrupulous.

"Hey! Don't be heard by my brother!" Cheng Zehao smiled.

"That is! Your brother is too serious!" Someone immediately answered.

Zhou Shuli looked at a few people in the cold. These people were really clean. He blinked at his dirty body. By the way, he didn't even have a good dress!

"Hey? Are you new here?" Cheng Zehao soon discovered Zhou Shuli. After all, he was not here to work on the person who wiped the vehicle. "Don't wipe it, it will still be dirty afterwards."

Zhou Shuli didn't answer, and one day's time fell from heaven to hell, which made his mood very bad.

Zhou Shuli’s disregard for Cheng’s face had a moment of haze. He stepped forward and used his fingers to play the body of the g55: “This car is good, where did you get it?”

"Don't touch my things!" Zhou Shuli shouted loudly, letting the playfulness of several people around him stop.

Cheng Zehao’s hand was in midair, and his heart rushed into the sky with a anger. His brother is the founder of this base. He is the most prestigious person here. As a brother of Cheng Xianguo, everyone is desperate. Close to him, no one dares to talk to him like this, this newcomer is really big!

He took back his hand and stared at the red plastic bucket at the foot of Zhou Shuli. He smiled and said: "Water is precious, you have wasted so much, there is no food for you this evening."

After that, he strode away, and a few people behind him taunted Zhou Shuli and then followed.

"Fuck!" Zhou Shuli's kick kicked the bucket, he was going to be mad, why? !

Cheng Zehao, who has already gone far, has flashed his eyes, and he hates those who are disobedient.

"Two homes!" Suddenly a car came slowly in the distance. It was a group of people who went out to find supplies in the morning. The people in the car waved at Cheng Zehao: "A new group of people!"

"Oh? Welcome!" Cheng Zehao put on the previous smile, and headed up to the front. Of course, there are more people, so there will be more people working, and there will be more food in the coming year. Anyway, it is not him who is hard.

“It’s a group of college students from Mingqiu City!” The man smiled and pointed to the few cars that followed.

"College students?" Cheng Zehao looked at the past. He said that he does not like college students because he has never been admitted to college.

There are five new cars, except for four normal pickups. The middle one is actually a red Ferrari 458!

End of the world, driving a sports car? !

Although the car has become so broken that it is like a pile of rotten iron, it is still conspicuous and conspicuous.

Someone immediately laughed out next to "Ha ha ha!"

Broken into this way? Hit the dead zombies? The owner of this car is coming funny!

squeak

Five cars stopped at a steady, a group of young college students jumped out of the car, there are men and women, everyone is dirty, face yellow muscle thin, it seems that they have suffered a lot.

At this time, the people in the sports car also got out of the car, a man and a woman, also miserably like refugees.

"Hello, I am the second home of this fresh fruit base, Cheng Zehao." Cheng Zehao greeted him and looked at the sports car without any disguise. Although it was not suitable, he wanted to try the feeling of driving a sports car.

"Hello, my name is Ding Xue." A young girl in the crowd stepped forward and extended his right hand to Cheng Zehao.

The accident in Cheng Zehao’s eyes flashed past. His eyes swept for a few seconds on Ding Xue’s body, smiled and shook hands with her, and then looked at the two men in the sports car: “Where are these two?”

After all, driving a sports car in the last world, or breaking into such a sports car, it is hard to not notice.

Ding Xue's brow wrinkled, but still politely replied: "Duan Ming and Ji Qingliu."

"Oh, is it!" Cheng Zehao smiled and his eyes were mocking.

"Is this base safe? Can this place live?" Duan Ming looked at the place with disapproval, and then he followed Cheng Zehao: "Is there something to eat? I am starving to death."

"Is there a crab? I can give you money." Ji Qingliu also made a noise, and at the same time licked his dirty and stinky lips, she was really hungry, these days are simply not human.

Cheng Zehao couldn't help but want to laugh. The two men and the refugees seem to be here now, and they still mention the conditions?

"Isn't that my car?!" Ji Qingliu suddenly yelled, his face angry and pointed at the g55 next to Zhou Zhili in the distance: "That is my car! The license plate number with three eight, I was still I personally went to the election!"