Doomsday: I have a godly chariot

Nantian Base is located relatively inside the entire Anding District, but it is not a real inner city, so it is a relatively peaceful place.

And there will be a lot less disputes here, but it doesn't mean absolute safety. No place is absolutely safe now.

Maybe one day, these zombies will suddenly gather outside the door of the survivor base where the survivors rely for survival.

These are all uncertain factors, but for those places outside the stable area, at least there is no need to worry about whether you can see the sun the next day and you don't have to worry about such things every day.

And here, just like in peacetime, you can find jobs in the base. These jobs are safer and more stable than those for self-sufficient individuals.

And for these workers in the base, the base will also provide certain subsidies.

"Is there any mission for you to come to the inner city this time?"

"Be your guard and stay out of your own business!"

Qiu Min outside is a cold-blooded woman. She is different from the women in these bases. She has a stable job, and the office can provide a stable place to live.

Unlike those unkempt women in the base, she has a very cool temperament, like a mountain snow lotus, which can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.

Hearing Qiunan's words, although the guard was very annoyed, he still smiled and said nothing. After Qiunan entered the inner city, he immediately put away his signature smile.

While looking around, he opened the box of cigarettes. The plastic paper was torn off, the cigarette box was opened, and the scent of tobacco immediately came out.

Even though the cigarette hadn't been lit yet, the smell of tobacco was already hitting the guard's nostrils.

After a while he started puffing away, which was unusual for a seasoned smoker like him.

He preferred passers-by who offered him cigarettes, but even other items were accepted.

He immediately hid the remaining cigarettes in the socks he had worn, because only in this way could the pack of cigarettes be firmly protected.

Bullying happens everywhere, even in stable areas that look very peaceful on the surface.

The guard is a middle-aged man, one of the people who are already surviving in the apocalypse. He got this good job by relying on some meager connections and asking for help.

People who enter the city often give him some resources, sometimes cigarettes, sometimes bullets, and sometimes other things.

But he is neither an awakened person nor a powerful evolver. He is just an ordinary person with a half-official position in Zhongcheng through his connections.

Not as powerful as those Awakened Ones and Evolved Ones, as a weakling, one can only prepare to be bullied in advance in such troubled times.

Soon, the messenger came to the door.

The guard's temporary residence is a small house built next to the city gate in the middle city. He will be on duty here day or night.

Check the people entering the city. People with strange wounds on their bodies are not allowed to enter. Dogs from the Twelve City District are not allowed to enter. People without ID cards are not allowed to enter.

These rules are common in places such as the middle city and the inner city. It shows how much these people hate the people in District 12, even the guards are no exception.

But the person he hates the most is the person who is about to enter the house. The badness of that person in Midtown is almost as bad as those dogs in District 12, or even worse.

But even if he meets such a person, he still has to greet him with a smile. This is the way of survival for the weak.

"Brother Huang, you came at the right time today. I just received the supplies from someone. This is a very rare good thing."

"oh?"

"What is it? Tell me."

"Look, this is it!"

Hearing the guard's words, the man known as Brother Huang's eyes lit up.

Although the guard was smiling all over his face, he was still cursing Brother Huang in his heart. However, he did not dare to curse the other person directly to his face. After all, the other person was an evolver.

Moreover, he also has certain influence in the Nantian base, so no one dares to provoke him in these places.

Of course, the guard didn't dare. He was already very old, and his knees were almost worn out trying to get into this official position.

So no matter what kind of treatment he encountered, he would never leave this position, so even if she met a rotten person like Brother Huang, she could only force herself to greet him with a smile.

But Brother Huang is recognized as a scumbag in this neighborhood, but everyone still obeys him. Even if they encounter unequal treatment, they can only break their teeth and swallow it in their stomachs.

"Brother Huang, look, this is it!"

The guard pointed to a black plastic bag in his hand. After opening the plastic bag, there were two pieces of bacon lying quietly inside. Although the two pieces of bacon were covered with dust, they were not rotten.

Brother Huang's eyes immediately lit up when he saw the bacon. After all, you can only eat one meal a day here, and it's not full, let alone meat.

So meat is a very precious thing here. Obviously the guard did not miss the opportunity to hide the bacon, so he hid a very small piece.

He handed the big piece to Brother Huang. Although he felt very distressed and was unwilling to do so, there was nothing he could do about it.

If you don't hand it over, you will inevitably get beaten. So in order to avoid pain, it is still the right thing to do to pay tribute to bacon.

Brother Huang smiled and took the bacon in the plastic bag. Regardless of the greasiness, he immediately put it into his clothes and kicked it tightly, for fear of being seen.

Usually he would search around again after collecting the things, but this time he was obviously greedy for the bacon and left immediately without staying for even one minute more.

Brother Huang left the house and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye. However, the guard did not feel relieved. Instead, he stood cautiously at the door and waited.

Twenty minutes, thirty minutes, but the other party never came back. Then he sighed, relaxed himself, and took out the bacon hidden in his socks.

Ignoring the smell at all, I put the bacon directly to my nose. Although there was a sour smell, the scent of the bacon could not be concealed.

The guard's eyes became much clearer after smelling the smell of bacon. He just smelled it for a long time before reluctantly stuffing it into his socks again.

Then he pressed himself under the quilt. Soon he felt that it was not safe here, so he changed his position again. After that, he took a peaceful breath and stared quietly out of the window.