Doomsday Super Merchant

At eleven or twelve o'clock, it was indeed cold in the wilderness. Zhou Yuanqiang walked out of the tent, and a cold wind suddenly blew over him. He, who was wearing only thin clothes, suddenly trembled and sneezed. He looked at himself with nostalgia.

field tent, giving myself a hard slap.

"Let you be a good person, let you be Lei Feng, let you be Hui Xiahui, let you die in the cold... Oh, why are you scolding yourself like this?"

Fortunately, the door of the pickup truck was not locked. Zhou Yuanqiang looked around. It was quiet. Even the fire became weak under the cold breath. There was still a small flame left, which was in danger of going out at any time. He got in.

In the pickup truck, I closed the door, but it was still very cold. Fortunately, the time and space teleportation had cooled down. Without saying anything, I teleported back to the suite in the warehouse, set the time, and fell on the bed.

Maybe it was because I was too tired, but as soon as I closed my eyes, a few AV pictures appeared, and my brain short-circuited and I fell asleep.

When I was woken up by the ringing of my mobile phone, it was exactly five o'clock in the morning. I got up from the bed, ate some milk and bread in the refrigerator, and hurriedly teleported back to the wasteland of the apocalypse. Now Zhou Yuanqiang was sleepy and half dead, but

In order not to be discovered by anyone, I had to go back to the pickup truck before everyone else got up.

Fortunately, it was still dark at half past five in the wilderness, and there was nothing unusual in the camp. There was a snort. I cheered up and opened the door of the pickup truck. When the cold wind blew, it was really freezing. When I got to the tent, I gently opened it.

On, the charging light was still on. Ren Xinyun had consumed too much energy and slept soundly. He walked up to her and touched her forehead. Fortunately, she didn’t have a fever. Otherwise, she would have been in big trouble. She probably wasn’t infected with bacteria.

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It was too cold outside, so Zhou Yuanqiang didn't go out in the end. He just sat in the tent and looked at Ren Xinyun's dirty face.

"I wonder how old she is? From the sound of her voice, she shouldn't be too old, right? It's a pity that I didn't see her face. If she washed her face clean, she might be a big beauty? Haha... damn...

Nonsense, if she was a great beauty, she would have been taken care of by someone a long time ago, why would she take the risk to act as a corpse hunter? And if she is really a delicate beauty, she should be as fragile as a vase, which will break when touched, so why did she get hurt?

Can a gun be so strong?"

Thinking of what Ren Xinyun said about fallen leaves returning to their roots, Zhou Yuanqiang shook his head, "This Ren Xinyun should be a very strong and victorious woman, but also very traditional, right?"

At six o'clock, the sound of the wake-up flute sounded in the tent. The mercenaries who had slept peacefully yawned and got up in twos and threes. According to the division of labor for camping at night, those who made breakfast made breakfast, and those who dismantled the tents dismantled the tents.

It became very hot. The cold air around six o'clock was not very strong. After a glimmer of the morning sun showed up, the cold air was quickly dissipated.

Amidst the noise, Ren Xinyun finally woke up. When he opened his eyes, he was startled when he saw Zhou Yuanqiang sitting next to him, but then he closed his eyes again. A sudden feeling made Ren Xinyun seem to have returned to the previous time.

This sense of surprise gave her the urge to cry. Maybe there are very few women in this world who feel this way, right?

Since Ren Xinyun's legs were still in pain and he had difficulty moving, Zhou Yuanqiang helped to fetch breakfast of course. Corn soup also borrowed the light of the Grand Canyon settlement to appear in front of everyone openly. It was like eating potatoes.

For people who are vomiting, whether it is sorghum or corn, it is absolutely lethal to them. Many people are already considering whether to take refuge under Zhou Yuanqiang. After all, they are sure to eat well. Depending on the arrogance of their employer, they will always

He won't treat his subordinates badly, right?

There is still half of today's trip. After a quick breakfast, it's time to load up the car again.

Of course, it was Zhou Yuanqiang who carried Ren Xinyun into the pickup truck. Many people knew that Ren Xinyun spent the night in Zhou Yuanqiang's tent. Seeing this scene, almost everyone gave a warm look in their eyes, looking at the two of them with half a smile.

Even Qiu Guorui, who was already sitting in the pickup truck, shook his head and smiled bitterly. It was unclear whether he was praising Zhou Yuanqiang's taste or despising Zhou Yuanqiang's ruthless eating habits. He did not spare even such an ugly woman.

Zhou Yuanqiang was sitting on the passenger seat. You can imagine how depressed he was. He originally wanted to explain, but when he thought it was getting darker and darker, he just kept silent.

There are some mountain peaks in the wasteland, but the number is very small, and there is a lot of desert sand in the Gobi. The caravan can't go very fast on this dirt road that has not been visited for several years. Fortunately, there are no accidents along the way. It may be because there is no human habitation.

The reason is that zombies do not gather in this area. As Ren Xinyun said, this dirt road can indeed save half the time, and it also reduces the disturbance of zombies and avoids encounters with large groups of zombies.

After struggling on the dirt road for nearly four hours, he finally reached a place without any road signs. Ren Xinyun said: "Keep driving forward. You will see the road connecting to the Grand Canyon in an hour. In another half an hour, you will arrive.

"Yes." After thinking for a moment, she shook her head again, "When we get on the highway, there will be some villages. When the apocalypse comes, I don't know what will happen to the situation in this area of ​​the Grand Canyon."

Half an hour's journey on the road should be more than 20 kilometers away from the Grand Canyon settlement. Based on the situation in the wasteland settlement, the number of zombies should be very small. After all, the corpse hunters' daily job is to kill corpses.

Get crystals and earn enough money to feed yourself.

Zhou Yuanqiang didn't answer the question and said, "We're home. Do you still have any thoughts from before?"

Ren Xinyun was stunned, as if he remembered something, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "If you are willing to support me as an idle person, I take back what I said to you yesterday."

"Ah..." Zhou Yuanqiang cried out, and he was also panicking. He didn't know what Ren Xinyun was thinking, and why he had such an idea? But considering that if he didn't take her in, with her current injuries, if

If you don't get rest and recuperation, you will also lose a leg, and the consequences can only be like what she said, the fallen leaves return to their roots.

Zhou Yuanqiang became cautious, thought about it, and then said: "If you don't mind, just stay and raise someone to spare. You should still be able to do it."

Ren Xinyun looked nervous for some reason. After Zhou Yuanqiang agreed, she suddenly cheered like a child, "Thank you, Brother Zhou!" Her two big eyes sparkled with excitement and she stared at Zhou Yuanqiang without blinking. For her

To be honest, in this cruel apocalypse, she finally found someone she could rely on... although she couldn't tell what kind of dependence this kind of support was.

Zhou Yuanqiang smiled and shook his head, his relationship just escalated to that of a big brother?

After struggling in the sand for an hour, the caravan finally got on the road. Following Ren Xinyun's guidance, it ran wildly on the road in the northwest direction. This section of the road was relatively complete, and the caravan could drive at a speed of fifty or sixty kilometers.

.Similar to the wasteland settlement, you can occasionally see moving zombies on the road, ranging from hundreds to as few as one wandering alone.

Corpse hunters are definitely the most active profession in the apocalypse. Not long after we hit the road, we can see sporadic corpse hunters trapping and killing zombies. Gunshots sound from time to time, and the sounds of shouting and killing are endless. And in the wasteland settlements

Similarly, there is no industrial settlement in the Grand Canyon. Most of them use cold weapons and show their prowess in hunting zombies.

For the convoys that appeared on the road, they seemed to know where they were coming from. Some of those who were close to the road were already standing on the road, waving constantly, and holding up the crystals in their pockets, hoping to exchange for the convoys.

The goods brought here. For the Grand Canyon settlement far away from the cities and towns, no matter what the goods are, they are in demand.

However, without knowing much about the Grand Canyon settlement, Zhou Yuanqiang ignored them and the motorcade whizzed by on the highway.