Doomsday I Have a Super Survival System

　　 "Are you sure? Are they really the survivors from Bale?"

　　 In a huge underground space, a group of people are discussing fiercely.

　　 One of the young people was very excited, his face was a little red, and the voice of his words echoed in the underground space.

This is a confluence point of sewers. The air tastes not so good, but the survivors here blocked the directions of several sewers with various things. Except for a passage that can be turned around for a long time to get out, here There are almost no other places to get in and out. The air can't circulate. Although the silt in the sewers has dried up, the smell is still one after another, and I don't know how long it will take to dissipate.

　　 But because of this, they can avoid being affected by radioactive dust. It is difficult for outside pollution to penetrate here. Although the survivors here have a difficult life, they can barely survive.

　　 When I heard that there were other survivors outside, and they were willing to exchange supplies with them, the young man became so excited.

"Of course, we saw it with our own eyes, and Master also chatted with them a few words, these foods are left behind. According to them, they still have a lot of food there, they lack all kinds of materials, As long as we can provide all kinds of waste metals, we can get food from those people. This is a transaction that will never lose money."

　　 said a thin woman.

　　Her face is covered with gray, and she doesn't look dry. Her body is thin and skinny. Even normal women should be flat.

　　 But her eyes are very bright, very energetic, and she speaks loudly, giving people a sense of confidence.

　　 "Uncle Master, are they really willing to exchange supplies with us?"

　　 The young man looked at Master expectantly.

　　 He has asked questions like this many times and got answers many times, but he still wants to ask, he just wants to hear Master's answer over and over again.

"It is true. Of course, I am not sure whether they are really from Bale. After all, they don’t have any evidence to prove where they live. Even the license plates of the trucks they drove were removed, but they were willing to agree with them. It’s true that we trade. Unless they lie to me, I can take responsibility for everything I have said."

　　 Master also took off his nuclear protection suit at this time.

　　He is a middle-aged man over forty years old. As a former police chief, he is powerful and has a strong face, giving people a very firm and steady feeling.

　　 "It's great, it's really great, I finally have food to eat, and finally I don't have to be hungry."

　　 The young man burst into tears with excitement.

　　 They haven't completely stopped, but they have restricted the daily food supply per person since a long time ago.

　　 There is no way, everyone is not involved in production, at least no one here will know how to cultivate land or something. And what if someone would?

Before the nuclear explosion, there were zombies on the ground, and after the nuclear explosion, the nuclear winter went directly outside. Even if someone planted the land, unless they dared to harvest a batch of food before the nuclear explosion, all the flowers, grass, and crops had been overnight since the nuclear winter. I die cleanly, and no matter how many kinds of them are, I will give them in vain.

　　 So the reality is that there are not enough people alive to eat, and there are few people who have spare capacity to trade.

　　 Therefore, it is hard for the young people to believe that Master and their luck will be so good.

　　 "It would be great if food can be traded."

　　 "Sergeant Master Master is so lucky."

　　 "I don't think it's all luck. The sheriff has a way of dealing with people, so this deal can be negotiated."

　　 "Thanks to the sheriff--"

　　 The people around started talking.

　　 In the final analysis, even if you change individuals, as long as you don’t come up, you will start a war. It’s not difficult to make a deal.

　　 But, who made Master go out this time? And it's not all luck. He can go out often to collect supplies, indicating that he is higher than others in terms of personal ability and popularity. That's why he has the right to go out often, so he met Kent and Philip.

　　 It can only be said that a peck and a drink are determined by heaven. It is both accidental and inevitable for Master to meet Kent and Philip.

　　 "It's all quiet!"

　　 Just when the surrounding discussion is getting louder and louder.

　　 At the middle conference table, the middle-aged man with Zhuo in the main seat suddenly patted the table.

　　 His voice was not loud, but he immediately calmed everyone down.

　　 The man pushed his glasses expressionlessly, and after scanning for a week, he set his eyes on Master.

　　 "According to what you said, you are the two people you met at the unavoidable No. 5 gas station. I have a question. Why didn't you keep them?"

　　As soon as I said this, everyone opened their glasses wide, and everyone was a little surprised.

　　 "Mr. Corlain, what do you mean by that?"

　　 Another young man next to Master stood up. He was wearing a tactical vest with a scar on his face, making him look a little hideous.

"You know what I mean. As you said, the other party has a large truck that can be driven. You saw them drive away with your own eyes. My question is, since they only have two people, why don't you They stay? Either use force or invite them to join the shelter. You should know how important a car is. With this car, all of us can go to safer places, to places with more abundant supplies, Rather than endure the odor every day in this sewer, and accompany the silt mice, and then starve to death...

　　Master, everyone trusts you and gives you the task of leading the search team. You deserve to contribute to the development of the shelter, but now? You gave up such a good opportunity. You said that those people will come back to trade, but you also said that you are not sure if they are from Bale, you don’t even know whether they will come back, you are a good person, you put the other people in the shelter Where is it placed? In your heart, is there any life and death of these people? "

　　 Corlain looked at Master with a grim expression.

　　 He sat there, his attitude was extraordinary, and in a few words, he described Coster as a reckless man.

　　 "We have already said it very clearly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Those people will come back to trade..."

　　 "So, how do you guarantee it?"

"I……"

　　 The young man has nothing to say.

"Don't say it, I don't think I was wrong in this matter. The situation at the time was indeed that they had fewer people, but none of us can guarantee that they did not have more powerful firepower. In today's world, I dare to run around the world. It’s impossible for people to have no weapons in their hands. If there is a war, we will probably lose our hands. There are not many people who can go out with me. The shelter still needs them to go out and collect supplies, and I can’t take them. Everyone’s lives are joking."

　　 Master said in a deep voice.

"Is that why you let the opponent leave without firing a shot? Master, you are too timid. Everyone can't live anymore. Now is the threshold for everyone to find a way to survive. Even if you take a risk, as long as you can Everyone brings hope, and I think it’s worth it. No matter what you think, let the other person leave safely without firing a shot, and also take away the vital gasoline. Master, how do you explain your behavior? You Where do we put our trust in you? Or to say... In fact, you have already succeeded, but did you just hide it on purpose?"

　　 Corlain leaned forward and said oppressively.

　　 One sentence made the people around him change their colors. Everyone looked at Master, no longer full of trust as before, but a trace of suspicion appeared.

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