The female supporting role of the last days is fierce

Although the fourth-level area of ​​the base is much better than the fifth-level area, they are all made of old bricks or wood.

Fei Qianlan and others chose a four-story building built with old bricks, one of which had two bedrooms and one living room. It was said that it was considered three houses in terms of rooms, and the kitchen and bathroom were given free of charge.

People who originally planned to save resources and squeeze into one room were not picky. After seeing the kitchen and separate bathroom, they were more willing to live in this apartment. Apart from a simple wooden table and three rough wooden beds, there was nothing else.

There is no house either.

I picked out the largest room, cleaned the dust first, and then used several large table oil cloths to paste on the four walls of the room. Even the top floor of the room was also covered with a layer of paste. Three wooden beds side by side almost completely covered the room.

Fill it up, and cover the bed with layers of thick quilts.

The kitchen was also tidied up a little, and what should be covered was covered with oilcloth. Fei Qianlan took out some kitchen utensils from the space, and also took out a small bag of rice and ham sausage.

"It is estimated that it will snow tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. It has not snowed for so long, it is very likely that there will be a heavy snowstorm." Fei Qianlan put the place in place, walked to the living room, opened the window and made some clothes with clothes

He opened the curtains, looked at the gray sky and whispered.

"I don't know how long I'm going to stay here, so I'd better make more preparations." Yang Shuyao shook open the two furoshiki completely. They were made from a whole wool blanket cut in two. She couldn't bear to throw it away, so she simply spread it on the

The daughter took out the bench from the space.

"Mama Yang, ordinary survivors will not receive any food unless they work at the base. If they are mutants, they can go to the base cafeteria for two meals of porridge and steamed buns every day." Ning Manman sat on the bench and collected all the talents.

After flipping through the six-page book several times, I came up with this sentence.

In fact, when everyone stepped into this house, they had already read this brochure immediately and clearly understood

"You still have to collect things every day, otherwise I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion." After laying the quilt in the room, Meili just walked out and said in a low voice.

Wen Siru, who was sitting quietly with Tongtong in his arms, nodded along with her words, and immediately added, "There should be a market or something like this in this base. Before it snows, we can also

You can go and have a look.”

A few people agreed to go to the market in the afternoon to find out if there was a market. They didn't do much cooking at noon. In order to avoid the smell of oil seeping outside the house and being smelled by others and causing trouble, Fei Qianlan and others drank some porridge and seaweed balls to deal with it.

Wen Siru, Tongtong and Aunt Meili stayed behind to guard the house, so as not to be raided by some hungry survivors.

The fourth-level areas are almost entirely populated by ordinary people. After more than two months of struggle, all of them have tangled and greasy hair, yellow and thin faces, and ragged clothes. Passers-by walking in the streets and alleys walk slowly and look dying.

"It's not easy for ordinary people to live in the base." Looking at the skinny men, women, and children coming and going, Yang Shuyao sighed several times, but never thought of lending a helping hand to them.

Although there is plenty of food in the daughter's space, she cannot keep herself and others from talking. If she arrives in Yuandu, or if her father's family is added to the family, the food shortage will become even more severe.

In the early days of the end of the world, Yang Shuyao, who still didn't understand how precious food was when food was scarce, once disapproved of his daughter's indifferent approach.

But along the way, the urgent and dangerous life gradually eroded Yang Shuyao's soft kindness. Especially that time, they ran into big trouble when they went out to collect food, and the process was extremely dangerous.

It was then that she suddenly understood that every ounce of food was earned by her daughter. How could hard-earned food be given away to strangers indiscriminately?!

With a daughter on one side and a stranger on the other, how could it be possible that the person Libra is attracted to wouldn’t be his own daughter?!

Then she thought about the Yang family far away in Yuandu, where fifty or sixty people might be waiting for rescue. She found out ridiculously, what position did she have, and what qualifications did she have to rescue strangers coming and going?!

During the late nights when she had been tossing and turning and still unable to fall asleep, Yang Shuyao, who was mentally tortured, could always see her daughter guarding silently behind the door. Even in the hazy darkness, her eyes were calm and bright.

No one knows the tears she shed silently late one night while holding her little son in her arms. Even now, I don’t understand why I shed tears at that time and for whom I shed tears.

The group of people walked out of the fourth-level area and walked to a square where there were many people. They spent an ordinary energy stone and hired a little girl who looked to be no more than ten years old to be a base guide, from which they learned a lot about important things about the base.

There is a market in Donghong Base, but it is also clear and dark. In ordinary markets, everyone gathers together to set up stalls, exchange things, or use energy stones as currency.

After walking around the market for a few times, everyone asked about prices while walking, and gradually learned about the current prices of goods in the base. The most valuable items are food, followed by water, and the cheapest items are jewelry that cannot protect against cold and hunger.

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As for the dark market, you need a guide with connections. It is said that the things in the dark market are very complete, and you can even buy some illegal items.

"If you want to go to the dark market, you have to find someone to do it." He whispered in a very low voice. The little girl with thin arms and legs leaned close to Fei Qianlan's ear, but turned her face to the other side for fear of the smell in her mouth.

Customers were smoked.

His nose still keenly picked up the sour smell of the little girl's body. Fei Qianlan asked in a low voice without changing her expression, "Do you know who can do it?!"

To be honest, after smelling the stench of zombies too much, she has become immune to this sour smell. But the little girl named Ya'er's behavior at this time made her a little surprised at Ya'er's cleverness.

"I can't." Lowering her head, Ya'er twisted the corners of her tattered clothes with both hands and was too shy to look at the crowd.

"However, I know someone who can take you there. The introduction fee is only half a piece of bread. Do you think it's okay?!" As if she mustered up the courage, Ya'er raised her head and looked straight at him with dry eyes.

Everyone.

All the survivors in the Donghong base know that since the news came from the Northern Y base that energy stones can improve abilities, the energy stones formed in the brains of zombies have now become a currency for circulation and exchange, and their value is not low.

"Lead the way." An ordinary energy stone can be exchanged for four pieces of bread. The little girl asked for half a piece of bread, which is not expensive. Fei Qianlan patted Ya'er's thin shoulder and said softly.

In the fourth-level area of ​​the base, which is the dirtiest place, everyone came to an old bungalow with garbage piled in front of the door. They couldn't help but wonder if Ya'er was deliberately deceiving themselves, and they all began to get nervous.

Ya'er patted the door of the house familiarly a few times and shouted in a low voice in the direction of the house, "Pray for brother, pray for brother."

After waiting for a while, the door of the house was opened, and a boy who was a head taller than Ya'er sprang out. His neatly combed short hair was shiny with layers of oil, his face was sunken, and his gray clothes were not damaged at all.

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Ya'er leaned into the ear of the boy named Brother Qi, whispered a few words, then blinked her particularly big eyes and asked hopefully, "Will you take it?"

As he obeyed, the boy's dark eyes carefully scanned the people opposite him, and found that they were all women and children. After thinking for a moment, he nodded, "Okay."

Even though Ya'er spoke softly and quietly, with Fei Qianlan's sensitive ears, he could hear every word clearly and clearly, so he knew that the two half-year-old children in front of him were not being used by someone to deceive him.

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