My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

"What a bunch of gophers with eyes on their heads. As long as we have any other choice, we don't want to go back to this disgusting place again, bah!"

While Tang En was sitting in the office eating, a group of wanderers walking out of the new city holding the 'Rehu Map' couldn't help but spit at the towering wall behind them.

It's a bit incredible to say that it is obviously a place they never dared to enter in their dreams before.

It is not only full of the warm atmosphere of civilization, but also has inexhaustible resources.

But now, everything has changed.

It only took less than half a year for them to clearly realize the hypocrisy of the Gopher Man.

In other words, it allows them to clearly recognize the invisible "shackles" on their heads.

yes.

He became a resident of the shelter, but so what?

Shelter just replaces the word homeless with the word new city resident, which is still discriminatory in nature.

"If we can't find that wandering tribe, won't we come back?"

A wanderer walked in the procession, looking a little worried.

As a leader among the new city residents.

Staying in Qinggang Shelter, they can maintain a normal life for at least half a month based on their accumulation some time ago.

But outside the shelter, a makeshift coin with Edmund's face on it wouldn't buy a single bird feather.

"What can we do? Our coins can't buy anything except wine."

After touching the cold metal coins in his pocket, a person at the back of the team answered.

There is no free trade in Qinggang New City.

Even though they received the currency, this thing can only be used during a fixed time period every day.

For example, at breakfast time, if you hand over a coin, you can receive a half-full meal at a relief point.

At the lunch and dinner stages, you can exchange two coins for a slightly larger portion of food.

If you want to change more, it is prohibited in name, but in actual operation there is basically no restriction.

After many people have exchanged one for themselves, you can ask those who cannot afford breakfast to help exchange for another, and finally give them a small reward.

But no one thought that the person who set up this set of rules had already expected this.

When winter comes, a special supervision rule comes into being.

Due to the shortage of supplies, each meal can only be provided according to 70% of the number of homeless people.

Excluding some people who really don't have money to eat, as long as someone exchanges an extra portion, the other person will go hungry.

In addition, if someone reports this behavior, they will get a free meal.

Violators need to pay five times the price of the food to be exempted from additional penalties.

With a two-pronged approach, the original secret behavior suddenly stopped working.

And this also led to the fact that although the escaped wanderers still had a lot of coins in their hands, they could not exchange them for any supplies.

As for selling it at a discount?

Some people have this idea, but the illusory wandering tribe is really too far away.

Before making sure that the other party is really willing to accept them and help them get through this difficult winter.

These coins are their only assets.

"Stop talking, we will definitely survive, as long as that damn Gandalf doesn't lie.

The tall man in the lead cursed in a low voice, but his eyes were still locked on the dark ruins of the city ahead, wary of the radiation beast that might jump out from a corner at any time.

His name is Trek, and he is not a wanderer, but a lucky man who survived the previous siege.

As a predator who is not willing to surrender to his fate.

Continue to hide in the Qinggang Shelter until the coins in your hand are exhausted, and then you are forced to walk out of the giant wall.

This is not a decision that anyone in their right mind would make.

So as soon as he heard Gandalf's words in the tavern, he immediately decided to go and find out whether it was true or false.

It doesn't matter if it's fake.

According to the markings on the map, it only takes up to two hours of walking from the giant wall to the distribution point.

This distance is not even close to the distance he used to stay at once when he went out at night.

Really, then go and try it.

He was extremely interested in Gandalf's terms such as 'work must be paid' and 'free trade'.

The reason why he followed those looters to attack the giant wall of Qinggang before was because he didn't want to live a life without any dignity and be deceived like a fool.

He wants to live.

Use your hands or fists!

"careful."

A cunning mutant hyena sprang out from the corner, trying to attack the rear of the team, which was obviously a little distracted.

Trek's exclamation reminded those who were already highly nervous.

But by the time the distracted people reacted, the hyenas had already pounced and bit them.

The two unlucky guys rolled on the spot, only to have their skin scratched by sharp claws.

But the remaining person was not so lucky. He was bitten on the thigh by fangs and let out a scream.

"How brave, you beast!"

Trek's eyes widened with anger, and without thinking, he took out the wooden spear on his back and stabbed the hyena.

But who would have thought that this beast was like a spirit, and could run away before the spearhead arrived.

Haha.

A deep breathing sound came from the hyena's mouth, as if it was tasting the flesh and blood it had just torn off.

If it were the past, it would never let go just now, and would not stop until it bit off a piece of meat.

However, since my head is no longer so chaotic.

It's not in a hurry.

Looking at the group of wanderers in front of him, the hyena knew very well their attitude towards the injured.

"Can I still leave?"

Trek looked down and frowned.

The two people whose skin was scratched were okay. It was freezing cold, so they were not afraid of their wounds worsening in a short period of time.

As long as the follow-up disinfection is carried out in time, there will basically be no major problems.

But the person who was bitten on the thigh was in dire straits. The blood holes punctured by the four fangs could not stop the blood from oozing out.

If you look closer, you can even faintly see the bones.

"Let me go!"

The stinging pain in his thigh was temporarily relieved by the secretion of adrenaline, and the unfortunate man quickly took Trek's hand and begged.

He regretted walking out of that safe giant wall.

But now, regret is useless.

As a wanderer, he knew all too well what would happen if he suffered such an injury.

Being abandoned can only be said to be a certainty.

It was at least half an hour away from the distribution point, and no one would be willing to protect a tow truck in the dangerous ruins of the city.

The only thing he could do was to plead with the other party not to regard him as 'prey' and to give him the last chance to survive.

"How many coins do you have?"

An unshaven homeless man came over, his eyes full of aggression.

"Twenty-one, I, I will give them all to you."

"Oh, this is not the case"

"That's enough!" Trek interrupted the bearded man and glanced at the others coldly.

"I'll take five and you divide the rest. Is there any problem?"

Counting the unlucky guy, there were nine people in the team.

Sixteen coins were divided among seven people, which was obviously not enough for everyone to get the same amount.

But no one had any objections to Trek's arrangement.

Without him, what matters in the homeless community is that the strong is king.

In their eyes, it is natural for Trek, who is physically strong and powerful, to get a share and have the right to speak.

"May I have your name?"

"Thank you for your kindness. My name is Yan, Ayan, thank you!"

The wanderer with an oriental face ignored the pain and quickly turned over and lay on the ground, banging his head and kowtowing.

Although he may not survive, at least he doesn't have to die immediately.

"Ah."

"Take your coins and I will bring the news to that distribution center. As for whether they will save you."

"Forget it, you'd better not get your hopes up."

Pouting in the direction of the giant wall, Trek thought for a while and took off a small wooden dagger from his leg.

"Take it, if it doesn't kill him, you know what I mean."

It is difficult for a predator to abandon his companions.

Killing the cunning hyena won't be a big problem for Trek either.

But he would not waste his energy chasing this beast for a stranger, thereby attracting more radioactive beasts from the darkness to rush out.

Giving the other party a dagger to kill himself with, and taking the news to a possible distribution point, is already the ultimate act of benevolence.

"Thank you, thank you."

Ayan trembled all over and took the dagger.

The others quickly divided up the coins he handed over, and after a simple search, they set off towards the distribution point.

In less than three minutes, the ruins, which were still warm just now, immediately turned cold.

The cold wind howled.

The attacking hyena seemed to have expected this scene, and there was even a trace of ridicule on the dog's face.

See, this is what humans are.

As long as there is no interest relationship, they will decisively abandon their companions.

"Come on, beast, come on!"

"Grandpa is here. If you have the ability, come up. Either you die or I die today!"

Looking at Yan who was roaring with his back against the concrete pile, the sarcastic look on the hyena's face became even stronger.

There are not many radioactive beasts near the ruins. Most of them have fled to the south due to the previous attacks by the Qinggang Army.

So it is not afraid that Ayan's roar will attract other predators to snatch it.

The trapped beast still fights.

How to easily capture the opponent without paying the price is what it wants to do.

Bark.

Scream louder.

The effects of blood loss, the fading courage, and the ravages of hypothermia.

I believe that in less than an hour, Ayan, who is still shouting loudly, will be lying on the ground like a dead body.

"Animals pure animals"

After confirming that the hyena would not pounce, a look of despair began to appear on Ayan's face.

He wanted to get up and walk step by step back to the back of the giant wall, back to the warm room, back to the tavern filled with alcohol.

But an hour and a half of walking, according to the wounds on my legs now.

Unless a miracle happens, there is absolutely no chance.

If only I hadn't listened to that damn Adolf's nonsense!

Ayan thought desperately, and began to subconsciously blame himself for running out without thinking.

Obviously twenty-one coins were enough for him to live stably behind the giant wall for half a month.

What if we can survive until winter is over?

Will there be new jobs in Qinggang Shelter after spring, so that he can make money and survive as before?

"I'll fight you!!"

The more I think about it, the angrier it becomes, especially when I hallucinate and see the hyena's head as Adolf.

A Yan could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, and left the bunker with a roar, dragging his remaining leg from the ground and rushing forward.

Every muscle in his body was mobilized by anger, and his whole body was like a crazy heavy truck, crashing forward without reason.

Unfortunately, the hyena had no intention of fighting at all.

He didn't even think about fighting.

With just one deft leap, he jumped from where he was standing to the side.

Even in order to mock A Yan, he lightly jumped to the place where he was just now, lowered his head and licked the remaining blood on the ground.

The meaning of play is beyond words.

Huh, huh.

Desperate?

Seeing the hyena's reaction, Yan gasped and collapsed weakly on the ground, and the dagger he held tightly in his hand also relaxed.

Being tricked by a radioactive beast is an unbelievable thing to say.

But it all really happened.

Since the world has undergone strange changes, such weird things are nothing new.

Even guns and cannons will be turned into scrap metal. What big news is it that the radioactive beast has some intelligence?

No matter how stupid he is, he clearly realizes at this moment that the hyena in front of him completely understands his thoughts!

And he may have anticipated all his counterattacks.

"Let me go, I can give you no, I can bring you more food from behind the giant wall."

Ayan suddenly spoke out on a whim and tried to make a deal with the hyena.

He really had no choice but to place his hope in such a whimsical thing.

But this level of communication is really difficult for hyenas.

Not to mention that its little brain can accept human language, it is a big problem just to figure out how to survive better.

Not sure what Ayan was talking about, the hyena squatted quietly on the spot.

Waiting, waiting for the meal to arrive.

It can feel that time seems to be getting closer.

The despair in Ayan's body has overflowed, and even a creature of a different species can feel it.

In less than ten minutes, he was lying on the ground without making a sound.

give up?

Seeing that the only dagger that could be used as a weapon was thrown aside, the hyena laughed.

However, it did not pounce on it in a hurry, but waited patiently for about half an hour.

After confirming again that Ayan was silent.

The hyena jumped forward deftly, trying to tear off a piece of meat from the fat prey in front of him.

Facts have also proved that it was indeed successful.

It was still the left leg that was outside, and it was still the same wound as before.

The fangs pierced the skin, and hot blood spurted out from the tear, splashing all over the floor.

According to past experience, a large piece of flesh and blood can be easily pulled off with just a slight pull.

But just when it wants to.

call!

A sharp sound of wind sounded, and Yan, who was still lying on the ground, suddenly rose up, holding a piece of concrete fragment in his hand, and hit the hyena's fragile throat hard.

A stream of blood shot out, but this time it burst out from the hyena's neck!

"You beast, you want to eat me!"

One after another, A Yan pretended to be crazy and hit various parts of the hyena's body.

The sharp parts of the fragments continuously penetrated the hyena's body, gouging out huge wounds.

He didn't know how many times he hit it, until the last trace of energy in his body disappeared, and A Yan stopped.

I don’t know when it happened, but the hyena’s big mouth became crooked and its neck turned in a circle.

From its face, Ayan saw a trace of fear.

"Haha, I'm pretty good at it!"

Thinking of Adolf's words, Ayan laughed silently and lay weakly on the ground.

The past life begins to appear like a revolving lantern.

From a difficult birth to growing up in hardship.

From narrowly escaping death while searching for food in the sewers, to fighting for a tiny bit of supplies with others and getting badly beaten.

There seemed to be no moments worth remembering and no one to thank.

Before he died, Ayan couldn't even conceive of an object worth remembering in his mind.

parents?

He left this world of suffering long before he could remember when he was born.

friend?

Wanderers don't have any friends. Maybe two people who were good friends a moment ago will start fighting over a piece of black bread.

Maybe Trek is one?

At least he gave himself the possibility of dying together.

Ayan's mind began to become confused and his vision began to blur.

Faintly, the rough face of 'Trick' seemed to appear in the distance, and several figures whose faces could not be seen clearly appeared.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it feebly, then dropped it and fell into the ruins.

That's it, it's okay to die!