I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Civilization, which has been precipitated since history, is beneficial to enhance human adaptation and cognition of the objective world, conforms to the pursuit of human spirit, and can be recognized and accepted by the vast majority of people.

In this way, there is indeed civilization here.

It just developed more deformed.

If you use a single word to summarize the level of technology in the sixth block, it is not good or bad. You can see the mercenaries with their rifles around their waists screaming at the recruitment point, as well as traders who use holographic computers to count goods. It is not uncommon for people who lack arms and legs to walk, some with crutches, and others with mechanical prostheses that are more agile than real legs.

If you use a single word to summarize the level of people's livelihood in the sixth block... it is also mixed.

The thin and thin men and women are everywhere, because of hunger, people have no strength to mourn. A trio of soldiers in uniforms patrolled the streets with guns. Ignore the hungry people, but also ignore the ** of the street.

Just like a machine, the expression on their faces could not be seen behind the dark sunglasses.

"Absolutely neutral, this is the foothold of the sixth block on this wasteland. The law here is very simple, murder and theft will be killed, the transaction will be expelled without tax, and malicious harm will be imprisoned." Jiao is casually speaking to Jiang Chen, who is not used to it.

"Why didn't that person be killed?" Jiang Chen swallowed and looked at the man in uniform with an incredulous look. He killed a hungry woman who had no strength to fight with a wooden stick. It seems that I was aware of Jiang Chen’s line of sight. The man still grinned and smiled at Jiang Chen’s friendliness.

"That is the inspector, responsible for handling the dead bodies in the slums." Sun Jiao replied with a common tone, but Jiang Chen can feel that she does not seem to like it.

The woman is still alive...

“The circle in the sixth block will be clean, but if you enter, you need to pay a little bit of the price of the sub-crystal. We are here just to trade some useful things, so the market in the periphery is enough.” Sun Jiao opened this topic.

"..." Jiang Chen nodded silently.

This twisted civilization.

Although the external market is also very messy, it is much better than the slums. The thief who was shot or the unopened criminal was thrown directly at the garbage dump. When the evening, the inspector dragged it to the “farm” and stirred it with the “fat” harvested in the camp today to make a long crop. fertilizer.

Some of the more famous "thieves" were painted with formalin nailed to the board.

"--Rogue Jerson, nicknamed the clawed wolf. Three times in the sixth block to create a murder case, the police team was killed in the sewer."

A closer look reveals the identity of the deceased on the wooden sign.

The name looks like a foreigner, but it's nothing strange. NATO troops have landed in this city, and many people have stayed here.

At the door of the market, the two businessmen who were fairly clean were fiercely bargaining. In the end, it seemed that they finally reached a consensus and signed their respective names on an agreement. Under the notarization of the market management personnel, one party took out Yajing and placed it on the energy inventory meter, while the other party removed ten women with only a piece of film from the rented tent.

Yes, it is moving out.

Each woman's slender and white neck was covered with a ring-shaped electronic lock, and her eyes were obediently pulled.

The women's looks are pretty good, the white skin is almost the same as the inflatable doll, but the barcode on the cheeks is the product.

It seems that the "goods" are still satisfied, the merchant who paid the sub-sports commanded the women to put the women on the truck and then left the market.

"New Rui Hotel." Looking at the direction of the truck leaving with his eyes open, Sun Jiao said slowly.

Jiang Chen noticed that Sun Jiao’s hands had been pinched into fists without knowing it.

"Hotel?"

"It’s just a **** nest." Sun Jiao snorted, "providing a full range of 'services' for the occupants, specifically what services you know. There, the slaves are consumables, after all, what kind of perverted desires It’s all there. I’ve heard a guy with a little brain in the pub in Liuding Town, and in the new hotel, how the girl’s meat is tender...food sense.”

Jiang Chen shuddered, and he seemed to have imagined what kind of **** the faceless girls would face.

"The trafficker is estimated to belong to the 101 refuge. The cloning technology and the culture fluid supply device to cultivate low-cost clones, these people cultivated by people, rather than humans, is better than commodities."

"So, what is the refuge in the end?" Jiang Chen looked incredulously at Sun Jiao's eyes with no emotional fluctuations, and asked with difficulty.

“It’s a magical thing. The design concept of each shelter is different, in order to achieve maximum survival efficiency.” Sun Jiao shrugged. “I was born in 071 refuge, and now I think it’s lucky. The design concept is to regulate personality by fixed procedures. Although life is relatively rigid, it is still happy. Some shelters are not very good luck."

After that, Sun Jiao’s beautiful face reveals a cruel smile that does not match his age.

“I have heard that the design concept of the 070 Shelter is to rule people, to inspire people to survive by creating a role like a spiritual leader... It can be seen how naive the designer before the war. It is said that the refuge lowered the arch but 10 In the year, it developed into hell. The 'moral model' will just be just a few years, forgetting the civilized people's arrogance and becoming the tribal chief. Oh, it is said that he used the security procedures to ridiculously I cleaned out all the men and left only women as his venting tools... As for the 101 refuge, it is estimated to be a sanctuary."

Shocked by the cruel reality, Jiang Chen had some difficulty swallowing. However, for Sun Jiao, he still does not understand.

“No one has sheltered? Does anyone still need to take refuge?”

"Oh, of course, store the DNA data of elites from all walks of life, open the embryo culture dish after reaching the refuge period, automatically 'produce' those perfect bodies, and then cooperate with the virtual reality system to obtain a decade or so in a short period of time. 'Memory'. Oh, I don't know what the meaning of the goods coming out of the culture tank. Did the designers before the war realize that these goods will be very popular in the post-war wasteland?" In the words, there is no disguise of ridicule. Standing in the side as a listener, Jiang Chen can not help but silently.

Is this the end of civilization?

"Come on." Sun Jiao's short words interrupted Jiang Chen's thinking and took Ai Wen to the door of a shop.

This is the official acquisition station for the sixth block of the peripheral market, responsible for the valuation and acquisition of goods that have demand for the camp. While cans, batteries, and the like can be used directly as currency in some survivor camps, the trading rules are clearly not applicable to the “prosperous” sixth block. Therefore, at this time, a credible organization is needed to promote a unified currency. At the same time, it is also more convenient to collect taxes.

Acer, as the main energy source for high-power equipment, has a rigid need for any survivor base. And its portability features also meet the necessary characteristics of the currency.

Although it is a more profitable option to apply for a store to sell canned food, Jiang Chen, who is not bad at money, naturally chooses the most convenient way to sell those expensive cans to the most impartial sixth block official.

In this regard, Sun Jiao did not do much to discourage, can see that she does not want to stay here for too long.

"Things." A mechanical and skilled answer came from the window.

When Jiang Chen saw Sun Jiao to indicate to himself, he took out the backpack behind him and took one of the things inside and placed it on the table.

The trader in the "嘶..." window took a sigh of relief.

Jiang Chen finally heard an incredible shock from that tone, and also felt the greedy sight of several red fruits printed on his back.

Unnaturally chilling, Jiang Chen reluctantly rushed Sun Jiao to the eyes of the inquiry. Sun Jiao smiled and said that Jiang Chen didn't care. After all, no one dared to rule badly here. They are absolutely safe at least until they leave the sixth block.

"Is there anything for Mr.?" The voice turned out to be a respectful one.

Canned fresh meat... Even the aristocrats who live in the inner circle eat more of the meat of the mutated cattle and ripened vegetables. The front desk trader even suspected that his scanner had gone wrong, because the screen displayed is actually...

Fresh beef has a shelf life of 127 days and harmful substances are well below the edible threshold. Food quality - perfect!

Meat itself is a luxury, but the fresh beef that this person has come out...not to mention luxury as a luxury item. This kind of thing has basically disappeared in the last days. The whole earth is afraid of not finding a fat cow that has not been mutated. Even if there is, I am afraid it is in the far north, where the degree of radiation is relatively low.

In the sixth block, or the entire wasteland, most people do not have the opportunity to eat healthy food. Often, survivors choose to use a nutrient mixture to fill their hunger. The kind of thing produced by using the protein tissue of the mutant organism as a raw material, the taste is naturally not good, and it can only be said that it is barely swallowed.

Every meal can eat "green food", and I am afraid that only Jiang Chen can be so extravagant on the whole wasteland.

Even more horrifying is that this guy still thinks that canned food is not as good as fresh food...

"There are still many."

"Please go to the VIP room for settlement, there will be a dedicated trader to serve you." Front desk trader Chong Jiangchen smiled, quickly handled the formalities for him, and soon a lady with a good look went to the river Next to the morning.

"Mr. Dear Sir, please come with me." The female trader mysteriously smiled at Jiang Chen, then turned and walked in the direction of the VIP room. The reason for handling transactions in the VIP room is also a measure of confidentiality of customer information. If a lot of valuable things are moved out of the hall, I am afraid that this person has no chance to walk out of the sixth block 100 meters away.

Pushing open the wooden door, a touch of tea scented. The classical wooden table and leather sofa, the middle of the tea table is decorated with a scent of incense, and the precious teapot of the teapot reveals a very elegant elegance. As far as this VIP room is concerned, it is quite a bit of a modern tea room.

"Please come in, sir." Standing in front of the door, the beautiful female trader squinted and leaned over, with a seductive gully on his chest. Miss Sun Jiao, who stood on the side, blinked her eyes and raised a playful smile.

I don't know why, the beauty trader's eyes made him feel a little hairy, just like eating him.

However, Jiang Chen did not think much, and he walked into the VIP room.

Just when the beauty trader was ready to go in, and brought the door behind him, Sun Jiao went in without any problems.

The beauty trader looked at Sun Jiao with a little bit of disappointment and dissatisfaction. However, the savage Miss Sun Jiaoda naturally took it back without any politeness.

Squinting at Sun Jiao's proud chest, the beauty trader snorted and grinned, his face still holding a courtesy smile, and gently brought the door.

Jiang Chen naturally did not know that this happened in the confrontation between the numbers and interest rates.

For transactions with more than 100 sub-crystal points, it needs to be carried out in the VIP room. On the one hand, it is cautious, on the other hand, it is out of the "big family"... The VIP room is linked to special services, which is in the sixth block. It is not news anymore.

"Professional" female traders earn tips through special services, while the backstage of the Sixth Street Exchange can get the "praise" of big customers. In a sense, this is a win-win situation.

However, since Miss Sun Jiao is here, the tip of the female trader is naturally ruined.

After some inventory, the transaction was quickly settled, 20 cans of perfect quality, and the exchange was fairly settled at a high price of 50 sub-crystals. After all, these cans are more than just food, even if they are called luxury goods. I believe that if you can get these cans in front of the rich people in the inner ring, I am afraid that the price will be doubled and sold.

This is the reason why the so-called material is rare.

To this end, Sun Jiao did not know how many times he complained in Jiang Chen’s ear, but Jiang Chen did not care much, but instead secretly hid himself.

How much can a can? However, 1 sub-crystal point is able to charge 30% of the jump bracelet!

How can this business not lose?

"Do you know where the VIP room is?" In the market where people come and go, Sun Jiao suddenly said.

"Well? Where is the bulk of the goods traded?" Jiang Chen groaned, and did not understand why she asked this.

"Hey," Sun Jiao suddenly smiled and smirked, and smiled very gracefully. "Sure enough, you don't know."

"I don't think it's interesting." Jiang Chen looked at Sun Jiao very silently.

Sun Jiao, who had enough laughter, suddenly put his lips close to his ear, with a banter on his face.

“It is a place to provide special services.”

Jiang Chen felt his ears sighed, and the scalp couldn't help but feel comfortable. However, he has long been used to Sun Jiao from time to time to play, naturally not as blushing as before, but with a cheeky face revealing the expression of enjoyment.

“Do you hate me for breaking your good deeds?” Sun Jiao asked jokingly. “If I stand outside, she might give you a 'full service'.” The chick is supposed to be still here. I broke her business."

"How can I hate you, I like you more." Jiang Chen also smirked and approached Sun Jiao's earlobe, sighed with revenge.

"..." Sun Jiao cheeks red, after all, she is still a girl who first tasted the personnel. Although she always claims to be her sister, the actual age is no bigger than Jiang Chen.

Suddenly, Sun Jiao was slightly stunned by the phoenix eye.

"Someone is tracking."

"Who?" Jiang Chen glanced, subconsciously wanting to turn back.

"Don't look back, pretend that nothing happened. No one dares to do it here, I have to deal with these mice, my own way." Sun Jiao smiled and bite Jiang Chen's ear. In the eyes of others, these two people are like a couple of flirtatious couples.

Because of the tracking, the next trip of the two is naturally a lot faster.

Sun Jiao took Jiang Chen directly to a place where a hospital looks like. After he entered, he learned that it is a place to sell a variety of vaccines and genetic agents.

After paying a total of 55 sub-crystals, the doctor wearing a mask gave Jiang Chen’s left and right arms a shot. One of the needles is a T-type vaccine used to prevent the infection of zombie bacteria. The other needle is the C-level gene-enhancing agent. According to the doctor's introduction, the effect can increase muscle strength, reflex nerves, and bone strength by 10-25 points. The effect of physical strengthening will gradually take effect within three days.

There are quite a few useful pharmacies in the pharmacy. Jiang Chen has bought a little. These are all agents that improve physical fitness. After all, strength is the premise of guaranteeing wealth. Can't always hide behind Sun Jiao?

Although Jiang Chen is quite like this. How do you think about hiring people to fight more than the personal fight, cough...

Then, the two went to the arms store to supplement the ammunition. The Sirius assault rifle used by Sun Jiao used the C-type battery as the ammunition. It only needs to pay 1 unit of sub-crystal for charging the 5 clips.

As for the 7.62mm rifle used by Jiang Chen’s PK200 assault rifle, it is slightly more expensive. The 360 ​​rounds cost a total of 4 spar points. Although Sun Jiao had a sore face, Jiang Chen was very generous and paid directly.

Canned for arms, how to think is earned!

Of course, the "barbarians" here will not understand.

In this wasteland, laser weapons are undoubtedly an environmentally friendly and economical choice. The general medium and short-range laser rifles are enough to adapt to the terrain of most urban battles. As long as it is not a high-power long-range laser rifle, the energy consumption is very low. In the case of Sirius in the hands of Sun Jiao, the effective range is only 400 meters. After more than 400 meters, the energy of the beam bomb will be greatly attenuated. However, a C-type battery is enough to supply it with 200 shots. If you don't have to consider the weapon overheating, the weapon can even fire the machine gun at close range.

As for the kinetic energy weapon, the advantage lies in the effective range, the bullet's power attenuation is not obvious, and it will not be completely immune by the energy shield. For the PCA's standard weapon PK200 assault rifle, the 8x mirror can be used as a sniper rifle. Although this kind of gun makes Jiang Chen take some waste, it is definitely the best for him.

The reliability of kinetic weapons is many times stronger than laser weapons. An EMP grenade can break the laser rifle, but the kinetic rifle can still continue shooting. If there is an accident, Sun Jiao will deal with various faults of the laser weapon, but Jiang Chen will only have to blink.

"We will live here tonight." Sun Jing looked at the sunset that was gradually falling, and casually swept the tracker with the rest of the light.

"But..." Jiang Chen frowned, and he was uncomfortable with himself being tracked.

“The night is very dangerous,” Sun Jiao said faintly, while his face slid over a ribbon with a chilly smile. “But at the same time, it is full of opportunities.”

It seems that tonight, some people are destined to be unlucky.