Pick up a doomsday safe house at the beginning

After bidding farewell to the old man, we reached the edge of the swamp not far away.

There are relatively many people here, and people will risk their lives in the swamp to look for loaches and eels, insects or mice, anything they can eat.

No one cares if there are germs or something on these things.

The gastrointestinal systems of people who survived the apocalypse seem to have become stronger. As long as they stuff things into their stomachs, they can be digested. Bacteria are also a kind of food.

Everything looked unsafe, and just for a short while, Meng Liang saw a person falling into the quagmire.

He desperately shouted for help, but the people around him were indifferent and didn't care about his life or death.

Of course, Meng Liang didn't mind his own business, thinking that it would be no problem to cross the swamp with his own hands, right?

At this moment, someone suddenly spoke from behind.

"Want to go there? Gold, diamonds, valuables, or food, what do you have?"

A pretty female voice.

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Meng Liang looked back and almost jumped up in fright.

Because my clothes are too wide, I can't see my body shape clearly.

His height is estimated to be about 1.6 meters.

What frightens people is that face. It's so ugly. It couldn't be any more ugly. It's indescribable. In short, it's the type that makes people sick just by looking at it.

Fortunately, Meng Liang was well-informed and was able to adapt quickly.

The woman seemed to realize that her ugliness made the other person feel uncomfortable, so she took out a Peking Opera mask and covered her face.

Meng Liang looked at her parameters.

Level 3.

It has been more than two years since the end of the world, and such low-level ones can still be seen everywhere.

"Are these gold and diamonds still valuable?"

Meng Liang asked casually.

"It seems that you are new here. Let me tell you, put away your ignorance, otherwise you will not survive a day at the Gate of Hell!"

"Forehead"

"Didn't you understand what I said? Your question just now has revealed that you are an outsider and proved that you are a fool. Soon you will become meat on the chopping board. I am not talking about metaphors, but real meat. Hell Door, a place of evil beyond your imagination, understand?”

Meng Liangmu looked at the other person blankly and nodded.

It should be a woman, then she is ugly.

The ugly girl spoke in a low voice.

Meng Liang's mind started to work.

When I first met the old man, he said how evil this place was, which was a kind warning.

Now when I meet an ugly girl, she looks kind-hearted again and tells me the bad things about this place.

So if this place is really so evil, is it possible to encounter two good people in a row instead of evil spirits?

Meng Liang didn't want to judge people by their appearance, but he really didn't believe this woman in his heart. He might not be a good person.

"Okay, luckily you met me. I know the routes in and out of this swamp very well. As long as you give me money, I will take you in, how about it."

"Okay, I don't have gold or diamonds. By the way, you haven't told me yet, is this thing still valuable here?"

"Of course it's not valuable, but some ladies still like it. If you collect these things and give them to them, you can exchange for a little meager food."

"So that's it, okay, I don't have it, can you take a look at this thing?"

Meng Liang is really a rich man. He has killed countless zombies over the years. Some zombies will reward things, and the small things Meng Liang owns can be counted in thousands. Sometimes he himself doesn’t understand what he has. What.

Take out a small pill at random.

"Items that restore health at level 10 can directly fill up players' health at level 10 or below."

When the ugly girl saw the function of this little pill, her little eyes immediately shone and she took the pill directly.

"How could you have such a good thing!"

Good stuff?

Haha, Meng Liang didn't plan to tell Chou Nu, he might have hundreds of pills of this thing.

"I got it accidentally before. You know, stupid people are lucky. Now can you lead me through the swamp?"

"Okay, come with me."

The deal was concluded, and Meng Liang was quickly taken to a place a hundred meters away. Only then did he realize that he was not the only one who wanted to enter the city, but there were seven other people.

The bully and his two little brothers.

A couple wearing glasses.

There are three passers-by, A, B, and C, with Meng Liang being the eighth.

The seven people were found by others and handed over to the ugly girl. After that, they would go to solicit other business.

Yes, guiding people is a business, and it seems that an industry chain has been formed outside Hell Gate.

Meng Liang followed them on the road, walking in the swamp.

There were no signs, but the ugly girl was a professional. Turning left and turning right, she brought eight people into the city, but it took almost an hour.

A huge black city wall appeared in front of me. It was estimated to be more than a hundred meters high. One side was connected to the mountain wall and the other side was connected to the lake. The length of the city wall was almost several kilometers. Anyway, if you looked at both sides, you could only vaguely see the mountain, but not the mountain. to the lake.

There are many architectural miracles in the apocalypse. When humans are pushed to their limits, they can always create miracles.

Although the city wall is huge, this gate is a bit inconspicuous. It is just a small iron gate with a height of two meters and a width of one and four meters.

The door was open at this time, and there were many soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms inside and outside the door.

This kind of soldiers is not the national army before the outbreak of the apocalypse. At best, it can only be regarded as the army of the doomsday warlords. It is said that they belong to the patron king Chen Zhong.

Chen Zhong was his name before the apocalypse, and King of Backers was his self-proclaimed title. He regarded himself as a king. Everyone who was powerful in the apocalypse wanted to be king and dominate. This might be the nature of human beings.

Let the eight people wait here, and the ugly girl went to whisper to the captain of the soldiers.

"Business is good recently. I brought eight people."

"Hehe, it's all because of your care. This is a benefit."

The ugly girl handed the things to the captain of the soldiers. It was probably a kickback. Bringing people into the city is a business.

Meng Liang remained calm and paid attention to everything.

In the team, the bully and two younger brothers were bragging about how bad they were. This hell gate must be a place where they can show their hands and feet.

There was even a younger brother who regarded their current situation as bravely entering Shanghai, saying that the bully could become Xu Wenqiang, not only could he do something, but also could marry a beautiful woman like Feng Chengcheng.

Meng Liang was speechless when he heard this. If Xu Wenqiang heard this, would he jump out of the story?

After entering the city, there is a relatively high area inside the city wall. Below is like a hilly basin, with various houses built layer by layer.

Originally, there were not many buildings here, but people gathered here to live and had to build nests.

Brick and tile houses account for 1%,

wooden houses account for 30%,

thatched houses account for 40%,

and the rest are completely shacks. A frame is built, covered with plastic and grass. As long as it can block the wind, it is unknown whether it can block the rain.

All the houses are in a mess, piled up together, leaving some tortuous roads. People are all wearing tattered clothes and look poor. Meng Liang knows that this hell gate is not only mostly ghosts, but also poor ghosts must account for a high proportion. The real power and wealth are still in the hands of a few people. The essence of the human pyramid society runs through the end of the world.