My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Nine p.m.

In the misty night.

Not far from the Red Spider Chariot, "laughter and laughter" began to appear along with the crowd.

It was slightly different from when they set out for Qinggang City. At this time, standing on the guard tower, they saw the scavengers holding various firepower weapons in the mist. The four guards who were on guard couldn't help but widen their eyes.

What the hell

Before they set off, weren't they still carrying primitive crossbows and some outdated-looking handguns?

Why is it suddenly changing from a shotgun to a cannon?

Those shiny rifles hung around the neck, and the sharp-edged submachine guns pinned to the waist

Damn it, there's also an RPG launcher for riding horses?

As the distance got closer and closer, the guards observed more and more things, and they couldn't help but be even more surprised.

And even Sean, who walked out of the chariot, was shocked by the battle.

Wearing heavy Raptor power armor, deputy captain Darren swept past the flank of the team, untied his restraints and walked over.

"Captain, the total amount collected today is about 700g. Mature calm powder is not common in the western suburbs of Qinggang City. It seems that we must expand the scope tomorrow and go deeper into Qinggang City."

Sean: "Did they bring a looter's arsenal?"

Darren: "I don't know where they got it. Anyway, Captain Fenglong said that the group picked it up from the corner. But considering the battle that night, this situation is also possible."

"Picked it up?"

Sean frowned.

"Our risks will be much greater if we go deep into Qinggang City. Once these people are injured or killed, we may have to pay a huge pension to the manager. Is there no outer western suburbs anymore?"

Darren said helplessly.

"Based on what we detected today, Calm Powder should have been harvested by gophers recently, and obvious signs of picking can be seen. We were able to find these today thanks to the hard work of those workers who went to some very special places. Found it in a hidden corner.”

"In addition, the explosion caused by the large-scale battle that night, although it was extinguished by rain, still affected a lot of calm powder. If we want to collect a sufficient amount, we must go to the area within the third ring road of Qinggang City. possible."

The entire western suburbs are barren of resources and full of collapsed building ruins.

With the relatively powerful Pingtan Sanctuary in charge, not many predators are willing to come over to attack Qiufeng on weekdays.

Most of the surviving humans were eventually concentrated in the central area of ​​the city, relying on some public buildings left over from before the war to survive.

And those mutants are supported by Pingtan Sanctuary, and they will not survive here.

Therefore, it directly leads to the fact that the western suburbs are not as dangerous as imagined, and even mutant beasts are basically unlikely to be encountered.

But if you go to the city center and enter the area within the third ring road.

For the caravan guards wearing power armor, no one in Qinggang City dares to hit them casually, and it is still very safe.

But these hired workers

Sean, who had decided to establish a good relationship with this strange shelter, did not want to see any accidents happen.

Even if the caravan can afford to pay the pension, it must consider the subsequent series of trust crises.

“How many people do we have to mobilize to ensure their collection is safe?”

Darren was silent for a moment, then he thought about it and shook his head.

"The dangers hidden in every pre-war city are different. Because this Qinggang City is close to the seaport, the underground pipeline construction is very complicated. Even if we have eliminated the threats on the ground, we cannot guarantee whether there will be any The monster suddenly rushed out from an invisible hiding place. So to ensure there are no casualties, we have to mobilize at least sixteen people. One team is responsible for clearing the threats on the ground, and the other team is responsible for protecting them."

"And Captain, the news you got should be true. I happened to meet a few wanderers passing by while patrolling today. They confirmed that the purchasing power of the foundation's bonds has been declining rapidly, and the depreciation rate is about ten times. ."

Sean: ""

Yes, the bad news pried out from Jin Dazhi's mouth is indeed true.

If only the foundation's bonds depreciated due to some unexpected reasons, the Red Spider Caravan had basically used up the money in its account before this trip and used it to upgrade tanks, purchase ammunition, and purchase industrial cores. The impact would not be serious. .

But if we look at the underlying logic of the depreciation of commercial securities, this means

The foundation's influence is waning!

In a short period of time, the caravan may not be able to unscrupulously pull out the foundation's flag and conduct its business unimpeded.

And want to return to the foundation headquarters to continue to maintain competitiveness and upgrade more equipment to deal with dangerous scenes.

High-value physical objects have become the best choice right now.

"The situation is different. We must collect enough calming powder and bring it back to the headquarters. Tomorrow you take sixteen people out, and be sure to ensure their safety as much as possible to avoid any accidents."

"Tell these people that our material requirements will be doubled and their salary will be tripled. If someone can exceed the quota, we will reward half the reward we gave before!"

There are a total of forty caravan guards, and sixteen of them are dispatched at once, which is already close to half of the manpower.

After hearing this, Darren looked a little weird and said:

"Captain, based on my observation today, such a reward may not stimulate the enthusiasm of these people?!"

"Oh? What do you mean? Is it because they can't get the coupons?"

Sean was slightly confused.

The commercial bonds outside have depreciated, but what he paid to these people was not the commercial bonds, but goods of equal value.

Is it because that manager took all of everyone’s salary?

If this is the reason, it would be a bit troublesome

"Probably not. I think it's just plain unattractive." Darren said with a complex expression: "Their love for fire weapons completely exceeded my imagination. How to describe it? The performance was probably the same as when I was 12 years old and drove my car for the first time. The time difference of my father's powered armor is not much different.

"So I think it might be better to give them some similar physical rewards? For example, don't they have guns now? We can use tools to help them modify them. Anyway, there is no need to spend any special and rare materials, which is just for the engineering department. Let those people practice their skills. Or let them collect some things by themselves, and we can use the printing machine to help them make something. Maybe such a reward is more tempting?"

"That's it"

Sean nodded.

I don't like coupons and materials, but I like weapons but it's okay.

Looking at the guys they brought with them this afternoon, what Darren said may be true.

If only I could use something cheap like this

At this time, an inexplicable fragrance suddenly floated over from a distance, interrupting Sean's thinking.

"Damn?! What does it smell like? Is our kitchen preparing a midnight snack?"

Darren raised his eyebrows, and a hint of surprise appeared on Gujing Wubo's face.

After a busy afternoon, even though the power armor he was wearing had an energy supply, it didn't consume much physical energy.

At this point, he was also hungry and wanted to rush to the kitchen to eat well.

"Midnight snacks, of course there are late night snacks!"

After inhaling the smell that filled the air, Sean's stomach growled.

Although it had only been less than three hours since he had eaten, the food in his stomach had not yet been digested.

But the moment the scent appeared, he was still slightly distracted, and his mind suddenly imagined the most famous "Perfume Fire Rabbit" by Burke Crouch.

In the Holy City, the price of that thing is not only as high as 50,000 coupons, but also more expensive than the price of a mid-range version of the Red Spider Chariot.

In terms of other restrictions and requirements, they are also outrageous. His mother opened the door to outrageous things, which is extremely outrageous.

Before eating, you need to make a reservation, and you have to wait at least half a year for your turn.

After eating it, if you want to eat it again next time, the price will increase by 10,000 coupons and keep adding up.

When he was passing through the holy city of Bokeluozhi, he was lucky enough to participate in a tasting event and tasted a small piece of meat.

But it was this piece that he had been thinking about for more than five years.

To this day, sometimes I still dream about that smell that is almost sweet to the core.

When could the caravan’s kitchen be able to make such high-quality late-night snacks?

Sean felt more and more surprised, and he wanted to walk towards the kitchen.

However, when the two turned their heads to look at the chariot, they suddenly discovered it.

At this time, many caravan members poked their heads out of the open windows of the chariot, inhaling the smell of the air.

Look where their eyes go

"etc"

"Is this the smell of that workers' camp?"

The open space in front of the prefabricated house.

A simple stove was set up, and Ma Haoge was humming a little tune while vigorously kneading the dough on his hands.

Next to him, the "vegetarian hunter" who stands out in the chef apprenticeship camp is using vegetable oil to grease the pot.

Zila.

Put the cut potato shreds into the oil pan, and the water and boiling oil will collide fiercely.

Huhu

The blower under the stove was powerful, and flames kept shooting out from the gaps on both sides.

After stir-frying for a few times, the vegetarian hunter picked up a large spoon and skillfully picked up the seasonings from the chopping board.

salt, pepper, balsamic vinegar

When he got to the last vial, he picked it up cautiously, shook it a few times and quickly put it down.

At this time, pour it into the pot and stir.

Immediately, a strong aroma spread out from the steaming gas along the side of the pot.

"What the hell are you doing? Why does it smell so good?"

"Potato shreds, what the hell, the lord wants extra food for us today?"

"Do you want money? When I came out, I exchanged all the money I had for equipment."

"This shady old guy who squeezes ramen juice is here. I'm afraid he's going to squeeze a lot of money out of us."

"I'll eat it if you want money. Isn't the taste too tempting?!"

Smelling the fried smell, the guns I picked up during the day no longer seemed so fragrant.

The vegetarian hunter in charge of the spoon listened carefully and couldn't help but pull out an imperceptible arc at the corner of his mouth.

On earth, he is just a husband-and-wife restaurant owner in a town, and he usually serves as the chef.

After coming to the wasteland, he thought that he only knew this skill and would definitely lose it in the future.

But who would have thought that after more than half a year, he would have room to play again.

Not only did he have the corresponding route choice, but he was now valued by the lord and participated in secret missions.

As long as the potato shreds added with "Wanwei Spore" can complete the task

That’s 50 contribution points!

The previous task of digging trenches only gave one contribution point a day. It would take at least more than a year to collect the points to move into the dungeon.

And now as long as he can get this 50, the day when he will take his wife into the underground city, rent a shop and reopen a restaurant will undoubtedly be a lot closer!

"This is a working meal arranged by the lord. There is no charge. Everyone will have it until you are full!"

"In front of outsiders, please don't crowd. Don't lose the face of our Tianyuan Territory."

Vegetarian Hunter yelled.

Suddenly, the scavengers became excited.

Free buffet, this is the treatment that S-level talents can enjoy in the previous version.

When they went out on a mission this time, they not only picked up a lot of good things, but now they also get this kind of treatment.

I'm super!

It’s so exciting!

"Bring me a big bowl of noodles, I want to eat it with shredded potatoes!"

The number one man in the wasteland carried the porcelain bowl eagerly to the noodle pot.

After being free, Ma Haoge's usually disgusting face turned out to be a bit kinder.

Especially after he took two full chopsticks of noodles out of the pot and put them into a bowl, the male gunman was so excited that he almost cried.

Of course, I wasn’t moved to tears by the weight.

But I was so greedy for the taste!

Tonight's noodles seemed different from those sold in the market, and there was a strong, weird aroma inside them.

After taking a sip, my stomach seemed to be twitching greedily.

"Thank you, I want some shredded potatoes, and some of this cold wild vegetable."

After receiving a vegetarian dish that almost covered the entire bowl from the vegetarian hunter, the male gunman could no longer resist his inner impulse.

While sobbing, he walked towards an open space where no crowd gathered.

Crouching beside Feng Long, who had already inhaled the storm, he took a beautiful breath of the fragrance.

Just when the male gun brother was about to start eating, two figures walking in the distance interrupted his movements.

"friend."

The figure came closer, and the male gunman recognized the speaker at a glance.

He seems to be the boss of this caravan, and next to him is the captain who accompanied them out in the afternoon?

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the caravan boss chattering incessantly, the male gunman looked confused and could only turn his attention to Feng Long.

"You want to eat the midnight snack in our hands?"

Feng Long took a big mouthful of noodles, chewed it, and replied vaguely.

"No, no, our managers have said that food cannot be supplied to outsiders, otherwise unexpected situations will occur."

"Unexpected, no, no, no, my friend, you misunderstood!"

Food knows no borders and tastes resonate.

Sean was about to faint from the fragrance, and he couldn't care less about any accidents at this time.

"I'll buy it, we'll buy your food. Don't worry, we'll pay five times the price of the raw materials, not ten times. We'll buy your midnight snacks at ten times the price."

"I can't even buy it. The manager said I can't provide it to any outsiders."

"How could it be? How could it be an outsider?" Darren, who was equally stunned, changed his words again and again: "We are friends, we are best friends, and friends should share good things with each other, right?"

"It seems to make sense?" After taking another big bite, Feng Long wiped his mouth and replied stubbornly: "But"

"No, but you need permission from your manager, right? I'll let him apply now."

Sean turned his head and whispered to Darren beside him.

The latter turned around and ran towards the chariot as fast as he could.

Half a minute later, a nearly berserk powered armor roared towards the village at full power.

Compared with the 60 kilometers per hour when rushing to Qinggang City, the current speed of the power suit is frighteningly fast, actually exceeding 100 kilometers per hour.

About an hour later, Sean was sitting on the ground, cursing under his breath dozens of times.

Darren finally rushed back, holding a crumpled piece of paper in his hand, and shouted from a distance:

"Captain Feng, we"

"Takeout, we need Tianyuan takeout!"