Apocalypse: The Fat Lady Strikes Back

There is a large gathering place of survivors outside Jieshan Village. Qiao Lingxiang didn't see it clearly when she came here, but now she followed Moustache all the way, only to realize that this place is actually a super large flea market.

Its level of prosperity was something Qiao Ayaka had never seen before in so many places.

There are many streets in this flea market, and the width of each street is only two lanes. The street points to Jieshan Village, and the end of the street is far away. Survivors built houses and stalls on both sides of the street.

There are everything on the stall, pre-apocalyptic and post-apocalyptic, there is a dazzling array of things.

There are many people who set up stalls, and there are also many people who buy things.

Qiao Lingxiang was dazzled by the sight, if it wasn't for Cen Yi who led her forward, she would not be able to control her wallet, and she would have been shopping hard.

Diao Mingzhu is actually similar to Qiao Lingxiang in virtue, love shopping is probably a woman's nature, and there is no man around Diao Mingzhu to hold her hand, so she ran away long ago.

There are people coming and going on the interface, and the prosperous scene is much more lively than the vegetable market before the end of the world.

Qiao Lingxiang tugged at Cen Yi's hand. The man in front was wearing a black peaked cap, which was the same style as the hat on her head. He turned around and looked at Qiao Lingxiang with doubts in his eyes.

In the uproar, Qiao Ayaka said:

"Brother Cen Yi, let's find a stall here in the future, how about it?"

Qiao Lingxiang likes to set up a stall. She likes to collect supplies and also likes to set up a stall to sell supplies. When she was in Xiangcheng, she and Cen Yilu Zhengqing and the others set up a stall to sell weapons. They had a great time.

Of course, she is also very happy now, but before those days, she had been living in a dark and miserable world, so when life began to turn from darkness to sunshine, the transitional period of mood was particularly impressive.

This kind of memory directly affected Qiao Lingxiang's personal preferences. Yes, she likes to set up a stall. When the world gets better and she and Cen Yi retire, they will go to set up a stall to make a little money.

Qiao Lingxiang felt that this day should not be too comfortable.

Under the brim of his hat, Cen Yi smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up. He squeezed Qiao Lingxiang's hand tightly and said "yes".

When the end of the world is over and everything returns to normal, he will no longer be the supreme commander of the Xiangcheng garrison. He returns this title to Ye Yiming, and then moves to Jieshan Village with Qiao Lingxiang, and together with his grandparents, he planted land and arranged land. Set up a stall.

Then, he will have a child with the girl he likes.

No, a bunch of kids.

Cen Yi made a plan in his heart, and followed the mustache forward.

When we arrived at the hotel that Mustache mentioned, it was actually a two-story cement house on the side of the street.

Qiao Lingxiang looked up at the red and green signboard of the iron-barred hotel, subconsciously she didn't want to go in, turned her head again, and looked at the names of the next-door hotels, such as No. All of them have names like this.

The mustache leading the way turned around and saw Qiao Lingxiang's hesitation, so he smiled understandingly and said:

"This is your first visit to the prison, so you may not be used to the characteristics of our place. Our barred hotel is the most hygienic on this street. Although our door is small, the environment of our room is not so good. It’s better to wait one by one.”

Xiao Huzi was afraid that the business he got would change, so he tried his best to brag about how good his hotel was. In fact, on this street, except for the people who set up stalls on both sides of the road, most of them were hotels.

And most of the names are related to prisons.

Qiao Lingxiang hesitated, but still took Cen Yi's hand and entered the behind-the-barrel Binguang.

She had thought about it when she was on the way, because she didn't know when the people in Jieshan Village would receive Lu Lecheng's telegram, so she made a plan to settle down for the time being and chose another house, it would be better to just stay at this hotel.

She and Cen Yi sneaked out of the camp in the first place, and it's not good to stay outside for too long. At most, they can wait until night. broke in.

With such a plan in mind, Qiao Lingxiang and Cen Yi opened up a room amidst Mustache's chattering sales, and temporarily entered the room to rest.

Cen Yi didn't feel anything, but as soon as Qiao Lingxiang entered the hotel room, she looked around and said to the mustache who sent them up:

"The environment here is not as good as it is, and you have accepted so many relics from me."

Probably similar to the small hotels before the end of the world, the environment is average, because it occupies the favorable terrain of tourist attractions, so the price is extremely expensive.

Mustache smiled and wanted to say something at first, but when he saw Qiao Lingxiang and Cen Yi entering the room, he didn't say anything. He agreed with Qiao Lingxiang a few times with a good attitude, and closed the door for them.

Weird.

Qiao Lingxiang felt a little weird in her heart, and saw that Cen Yi took off the backpack on his back and put it directly on the chair beside the bed.

This backpack could have been placed directly in Qiao Lingxiang's space, but Cen Yi has become a habit of going off-road. Sneaking out of the frontline camp, he packed himself a big backpack.

They are all things for off-road garrison.

There were two beds in the room. When opening the room, Qiao Lingxiang had agreed with Mustache that she wanted a double bed.

At this time, Qiao Lingxiang sat by the bed, looked at Cen Yi who was stretching in the room, and she said:

"I heard that we have been paid wages. With our ID number and face verification, we can go to the mission center to collect it. I don't know how much it is. Why don't we go to the mission center to see it later?"

"How much money is yours."

Cen Yi sat down, sitting on the bed opposite Qiao Lingxiang. He looked at her, and lay on his own bed with his body tilted, his arms resting on the back of his head, and his head slightly turned to Qiao Lingxiang. He wanted to talk to her, but he just glanced at her. I saw a box of condoms on the bedside table.

There is also a price tag on it, which means that there is an extra charge for using this thing.

There are still condoms these days, are they produced before the end of the world, or after the end of the world? If it was produced before the end of the world, wouldn't it have expired?

Cen Yi couldn't help but think wildly, and was afraid that Ayaka would notice his messy thoughts, so he looked away a little, and looked at Qiao Ayaka again.

She had already sat down, sitting at his feet, opened his backpack, and began to organize the things in the backpack for him.