Apocalyptic Dark Age

"We're here, welcome to our home..."

There was a sudden light in front of him, and Zhuang Yu couldn't help but get excited, as excited as a wanderer returning home. The others couldn't help but quicken their pace, and soon entered the crowded hall. Compared with the death wails above the ground, the human beings underground were The people were smiling, and their sallow faces were filled with the joy of the harvest. The light of the torches filled the place with fiery red warm light, illuminating the grain bags built on the surrounding walls.

Most of the people here are women and children, with unkempt hair and unkempt appearance. It’s hard to tell their actual age, but everyone is thin and frail, which is inversely proportional to the plumpness and wealth of the ground. If the naked service and the unpleasant odor are excluded, in terms of aesthetics, it is even more A choice that meets the peak.

"Zhuang Yu..., it's Zhuang Yu who's back..." Amidst the laughter, Zhuang Yu accepted the enthusiasm of the crowd, and naked little guys ran around Zhuang Yu. The tall man didn't have any brains either. They patted their little heads one after another, making them giggle and become even more affectionate towards Zhuang Yu.

In the corner of the hall, around the square oven made of stone, smiling women put the kneaded dough into the oven one by one. They seemed to have felt the fragrance of the food and were gasping at the water in the water behind them. Xuehe didn't care.

Countless sewers were all filled with one color, and rivers of blood flowed around everyone, but from top to bottom, no one cared. They only saw their own profits.

Even though they met in poverty, Zhuang Yu still behaved hospitably and with such enthusiasm that Gao Feng even doubted whether Zhuang Yu had recognized the wrong person.

Of course, except for Zhuang Yu, everyone else was a little wary, and they looked at Gao Feng with evasive eyes, more afraid than others. This made Gao Feng baffled, but he didn't know that Zhuang Yu's description of him before was that he had killed countless people.

Gao Feng didn't know the way of thinking of the rat tribe. They were accustomed to death, but they were afraid of strong men who killed people, because they were weak people who were killed. They could only live like mice hiding in dark corners. If Cuiliu City didn't need them to clean up Sewers, cleaning up the city's garbage and feces, I'm afraid they don't have the chance to live in Cuiliu City. Although their status is low, they don't have to be exiled to the wilderness.

"Brother Gao Feng is here, it's our luck to survive such a disaster, but it's a big deal, hahaha, people with ability can live well wherever they go, unlike us, we can only Nestled underground..."

Zhuang Yu was naturally generous and complimented Gao Feng universally. He was not flattering or humble, which made Gao Feng very fond of him. He did not dislike the mess here, so he sat on the floor with Zhuang Yu, forgetting about the half-dead sniper. .

"Brother Zhuang Yu, Chen Sanhao and Fan Mouse are in the west..."

Gao Feng was talking to Zhuang Yu casually, trying to get some information by the way. A small man hurried over and shouted at Zhuang Yu with an extremely sad and angry expression. ,

Suddenly, the entire hall fell silent. The laughter of women and children suddenly disappeared. Many people lowered their heads at the same time. Zhuang Yu's eyes dimmed and he shouted regretfully:

"Aren't we asking them to come back? So many people have died, can't they see it? You have food and are not satisfied with being useful, what else do you want to do?"

"It's medicine..." An inaudible voice came from not far away. The person who spoke was not much older than Gao Feng. He was cleaner than the others, at least washed clean. Although his clothes were equally shabby, he looked different.

"What medicine?" Gao Feng asked a little strangely. At this time, Zhuang Yu's face became embarrassed. He glanced at the snipers on the ground and said in a low voice: "We are short of everything. What we need most is medicine, but no one is willing to give it to us. Sometimes we can find green leaf money in the garbage, but no one will sell it to us..."

When Gao Feng heard this, he remembered that in the tribe, all medicinal materials were controlled, and in the southern wilderness, his healing medicine caused a boom in sales, which shows that the medical treatment in this era is really not very good.

"If there was medicine, your friend wouldn't be bleeding here..." After talking for a long time, Zhuang Yu said guiltily about sniper, which made Gao Feng think of this guy.

The sniper's equipment was all on him, but the life and death of the sniper was forgotten by him.

"Do you have any fodder for livestock? There is alpaca grass half a foot long with three branches. If you have it, give me some..."

Gao Feng saw some children holding some small animals as pets. These small animals do not grow big and taste bad, but they are grass-eating species.

In a remote corner, Gao Feng untied the sniper's clothes and saw a large area of ​​blood red. This dazzling bright red was the most normal thing in Gao Feng's eyes.

The top of the head is still shaking, shaking off countless dust. It can be seen that the battle above the head is still not over, and the civilians above are still dying. By this time, the number of dead people is at least more than 100,000, and at least half of them were killed by Xianjun Jialuo. .

Amidst the constant shaking, Gao Feng quickly cleaned the sniper's wound, applied medicine and tied a bandage. After a while, the unfortunate woman was properly treated. The broken left arm was splinted and the punctured right leg was tied. , and wiped all other injured and uninjured areas, which gave him a good evaluation of the woman's body.

Of course, Gao Feng didn't have any thoughts about this woman. He kept her because he was not used to killing women. After he treated the wound, he found that the cleaned woman had delicate features and cute cheeks like the girl next door. She was unconscious. The look was very distressing and made him hate the underground people even more. It was really inhumane to let such a flowery girl go to the battlefield to fight against the top Xianjun Jialuo.

"Brother Gao Feng, can you please help me..." Gao Feng stared at the frowning and unconscious girl and was thinking a lot. Zhuang Yu's plea came from behind him. He turned around and saw a row of injured people being supported, looking at him evasively. .

Zhuang Yu, who was not used to begging for help, his cheeks turned red and his hands rubbed together unnaturally. He felt that he had nothing that Gao Feng could appreciate. Even if he was humble, he was not used to begging.

Gao Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded and said: "You can find someone to learn from me. I will need you to do me a favor in a while..."

Zhuang Yu's underground world gave Gao Feng a hiding place. He didn't know how anxious Luo Xing would be if he couldn't find him. He was not prepared to appear in front of Luo Xing and You Ming again. Now Cuiliu City is in chaos, no matter who wins or loses , have nothing to do with Gao Feng. After getting to know Zhuang Yu, he had a plan, a plan to get the awakening potion.

Zhuang Yu was so excited that Gao Feng was willing to teach them first aid. For people in this era, if they want to learn any skill, they have to pay an extremely heavy price. Gao Feng was willing to teach them because Gao Feng gave him face. Zhuang Yu was the most concerned about face and wanted to retaliate with death. Everyone else looked fearful at Gao Feng's request, but Zhuang Yu gritted his teeth and agreed.

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