Doomsday Rise

There is indeed food in the hotel, but the price is too expensive, and the portion is less than cat food.

"If this continues, our few gold coins will only last a few days." Pistachio was worried. In the previous world, purchases and transactions were all done in copper coins, but now the transaction units have directly changed to silver coins or even gold coins, which puts a lot of pressure on her.

"I'm going to ask, there are so many people here, there must be a way to make money." The fat aunt said, despite her ordinary appearance, she is the most valuable among the team. Even before the troubled times, she was the most valuable among everyone. Highest. Beef dealers just have a bad reputation, but they are actually very profitable.

Everyone ate the clear porridge with not many grains of rice at all. They didn't dare to eat too fast for fear of finishing it in one go. They tried their best to scoop it into their mouths with a spoon one by one to absorb every ounce of nutrition. In fact, this cannot be blamed on the hotel, because all guests are like this. In today's environment, most people are already satisfied with a mouthful of clear porridge and do not dare to ask for more. However, this is the truth, but the body continues to send out hunger signals. , a bowl of clear porridge is too little.

The fat aunt came back soon.

"How's it going?" Pistachio asked impatiently.

"There are ways to make money, roughly divided into four." The fat aunt poured boiling water into the bowl that had been cleaned, and melted the remaining rice juice on the wall of the bowl into the water.

Everyone consciously shut their mouths and waited for the fat aunt to explain.

"First, Anji Road collects the corpses of zombies. The corpses can be sold for money. If they are living zombies, they are more valuable. Second, weapons and equipment, materials, equipment useful for the development of Anji Road, etc. can also be exchanged for money. Third, talents , talents who are useful to Anji Road will not only provide accommodation and security, but also provide food, and finally join the Ping An team." After the fat aunt finished speaking, the boiling water cooled down a bit, she picked up the bowl and took a sip.

His expression was gritted, as if he had a grudge against the bowl of water.

"Can I swipe my credit card?" The guy with glasses asked weakly.

"No!" The fat aunt put down the bowl and refused simply.

"What is the Peace Team?" the assassin asked.

"The military force under Liu Wei'an." Giraffe replied. He has sharp eyes and good ears. He has heard people say this on the street.

"But joining the Ping An Team is not an easy task. You need to evaluate your combat effectiveness. In our team, I am afraid that only the captain is qualified." The fat aunt smiled bitterly.

"It doesn't matter. We Xiangping didn't say goodbye much, but there were a lot of zombies." The rock man looked at the somewhat discouraged expressions of everyone and comforted them.

"Where's the car?" The assassin asked a crucial question.

"There are cars in Anji Road. They are refitted and the price is relatively expensive. You can also find a way to get it yourself. There are so many cars in the cities outside. As long as you can find the oil, the car is not a problem." The fat aunt replied.

"There's no point in eating. Let's go out and walk together after eating." The rock man suggested. This question is actually a bit redundant. This little food is not enough for one mouthful. Everyone has finished drinking it long ago and is filling the extra space in the internal organs with boiling water.

People come and go on the street, wearing clean and tidy clothes. There is basically no smell of decay in the air. No corpses can be seen on the streets, and no filth can be seen. Even rats that cannot be solved in troubled times can't be seen here. Half a car, the vehicles are neatly placed, and the pedestrians are orderly. At first glance, it seems to be in a utopian world. Anji Road is very large, but there are not many open areas, and power is cut off in areas that are not open. Only a small area is inhabited. After walking around, the Fenglang Mercenary Group estimated that there are about 150,000 people in this city. This number must have been insignificant before the troubled times, but at this time, 150,000 is undoubtedly an extremely astonishing number.

Finally, the Fenglang Mercenary Group came to the most prosperous area of ​​Anji Road, not the commercial street, but the mission hall street.

There are various tasks announced on the big screen, some are asking for materials, some are asking for food, and some are asking for help... The price is marked at the back, you can accept whatever you want, no deposit is required, there are no requirements, the goods arrive* Payment.

The hall is so tightly packed that those who can't get in from the back can only buy tablets in the shops on the side. There is a signal within a mile radius and you can connect to the mission hall's network.

The Fenglang Mercenary Group bought a tablet computer. Several people gathered around and looked through it for a long time. They found that the easiest task was to catch zombie corpses, and the slightly more difficult task was to catch live zombies. Then several people unanimously decided to catch around level 1.5 zombies. The difficulty of the living zombies is just within the acceptable range, and the price is relatively high [31 Novel Network updates quickly].

As for those missions that go to certain designated locations to find a certain item or rescue a certain person, the benefits are high, but full of instability. They are a team, and they are not a wealthy team, so they cannot take this risk for the time being.

The mission hall is not only a place where missions are concentrated, but also a place where information is concentrated. Humans from all over the world exchange information with each other. The nearest ones are friends from Fuzhou Road and Yuxin Road, and the far ones are from the Blue and White Porcelain Road. Those who can survive to Anji Road, It cannot but be said that one is blessed with great fortune, but such a person also has extremely rich experience.

"...It's not me bragging. The flame demon wolf I met that time was really too powerful. If it wasn't for a team that just appeared to attract his attention, I would have lost sight of everyone present." Half of his body had been burned, his mouth was foaming, and his hair was newly grown, only half an inch. If he put on prison clothes, he would be no different from a prisoner in a prison.

"What is the flame demon wolf? The ghouls I met on Shekou Road are powerful. They are invulnerable to guns and guns, and even rockets can't kill them. I saw a few silver-level masters rushing over, and they all died within three seconds." A short man He looked disdainful.

"That's because you haven't seen a predator, otherwise you would know or how lucky you are." The young man with an evil smile sharpened his nails with a knife.

...

People from Yuxin Road, Chunyi Road, Fuzhou Road, Xiangping Road, Shekou Road, Raofeng Road, and Blue and White Porcelain Road were almost all there. The entire Tianfeng Province, these people seemed to come to Anji Road by coincidence.

There are one or two powerful monsters in every place. After listening for a while, the Storm Mercenary Group suddenly felt that the risks they encountered were nothing. The grass is three feet high. No, there is no chance to grow grass, because no one collects the corpses.

A burst of noise came from the long street, accompanied by the roar and screams of cars, and the crowd exclaimed.

"Go and have a look!" The Fenglang Mercenary Group looked at each other. Before he got close, he heard someone yelling through the air.

"Old guy, how dare you touch porcelain, and don't look at who we are? The dog's eyes are in the wrong place, and the pupils should be brighter in the future, otherwise you won't know how you died."

The Storm Mercenary Group was the first to arrive at the scene of the incident because it was not counted in the mission hall. A convoy of three vehicles was parked in the middle of the road, and a white-haired old man was lying on the ground. The ferocious-looking burly man punched and kicked the old man.

The bag of rice was scattered on the ground, and the white rice grains were scattered on the road. Many people saw the rice with fiery eyes.

"Don't hit, if you hit again, you will be killed." Some people on the road couldn't stand it anymore. After the evolution of the human body, the senses have greatly increased, and many people can tell that the old man is exhaling more and breathing less.

"...I gave it to my grandson... rice..." The old man ignored his fists and feet, and struggled to climb towards the rice, but his legs were broken, and he was beaten up again by the big man. He couldn't get up after several attempts. His eyes slowly dimmed.

"For disturbing our convoy, this thing will be used as compensation." The big man mentioned the rice with disdain, but the passion and greed in his eyes could not be concealed.

"You are not allowed... This is my grandson's..." The old man returned to the light, and suddenly burst into strength, hugging the big man's leg.

"Looking for death!" The big man failed to break free several times, and suddenly punched the old man on the head.

Click——

The old man's head tilted down, and he died instantly, grabbing the big man's hand and still holding it tightly. It took a lot of effort for the big man to get his legs out, kicked the corpse to the side of the road, and got into the car with the rice.

"Who is this? He is so courageous. He dares to act like this in Anji Road." Some people in the crowd couldn't stand it anymore, but they also saw that the people in the convoy were not simple, and their voices were very low.

"Hush—" the friend next to him whispered, "That's the sign of Baron Qian Ruhai. If there is no accident, the son of Baron Qian Ruhai is sitting in the car."

Hiss——

There was a gasp from the crowd, and the angry eyes suddenly became irrelevant. The members of the Wind Wave Mercenary Group looked at each other, and they could see the worry in their eyes. They were about to retreat quietly, when suddenly a group of people rushed over from a distance. The crowd seemed to know this group, and when they saw them, they automatically separated a passage.

The team arrived at the scene and immediately stopped the convoy that wanted to leave.

"Please stop and accept the investigation!" The team stood in front of the car with a stern expression.

"Get out!" A roar erupted from inside the car, the sound was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, exploding in mid-air.

"Stop the car and accept the investigation!" Che Zengkang was leading the team, staring at the driver coldly with a cold expression.

"Report to the deputy captain, the person is dead!" The member who checked the old man shouted.

"Stop the car and accept the investigation!" Che Zengkang shouted for the third time. He responded with a kick of the gas pedal. The car roared out like a mad beast.

"shot!"

At the same time that Che Zengkang gave the order, his right arm began to swell, and it tripled in size in the blink of an eye. It became thicker than an ordinary person's thigh, and a terrifying force spilled out. People nearby felt that their breathing was stagnant. Moving back slowly, lightning blasted out.

boom--

The car flew into the air, rolled over and landed on top of Che Zengkang's head, frightened the crowd behind and hurriedly moved away, the second car and the third car hurriedly stopped. The bullet hit it, and the glass shattered.

"Stop! My father is Baron Qian Ruhai!" The people in the car lowered their bodies in embarrassment.