Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

The city was not thoroughly searched upon entry.

However, when Hong Gongcao, Gao Zhao and his party passed through the gate, they were attracted by the words on a sign standing beside the gate.

Written on it are the rules and regulations of the trading market, and after each rule and regulation, there is a word "kill", which makes people shudder when reading it.

The group entered the city wall and continued to line up for inspection.

While waiting in line, Hong Gongcao and Gao Zhao gradually got a better understanding of the situation in the trading market.

When they heard that several groups of people had been killed in private fights at the trading market, they were secretly shocked.

But for them, they originally just wanted to investigate the situation around the oil city.

I never thought that I would learn from a team of survivors I met two days ago that we could actually go in. It would be even better if we could go in and get a deeper understanding of the oil city.

soon.

The team then reached Hong Gongcao and his men.

Hong Gongcao and others were carefully interrogated. They were well disguised and had buried their guns, ammunition, walkie-talkies and other items on a mountain a few kilometers away from the oil city.

After checking that everything was correct, the inspectors let them pass.

Walked to the registration desk.

Cao Le looked at the person in front of him and asked casually:

"Team name, number of people, leader's name?"

Hong Gongcao suppressed his inner tension and answered as calmly as possible:

"No name, 9 people, Hong Gongcao."

"No name, just pick one randomly, otherwise it will be difficult for me to register." Cao Le said impatiently, "Didn't you see the signboards on both sides when you were queuing just now?"

Usually when the survivors come in, there are several different signs hanging by the gate and in the queue, which contain some precautions about entering the city.

For example, some things cannot be brought into the city and must be handed over if you want to enter the city.

What regulations and rules must be followed when entering the trading market, and what penalties will be faced if not followed.

Tutorial on how to use points.

"Lao Gao, please give us a name. I'm bad at naming." Hong Gongcao turned his head and looked at Gao Zhao.

Gao Zhao took a second to think of a name, "Team Everyday Full, what do you think?"

This name has a very ordinary survivor temperament.

"I think it's okay."

"Hello, our team is called the Everyday Full Team."

Cao Le operated the computer to fill in the form, but after typing just two words, a team called "Eat Well Everyday" appeared.

Helplessly, he had to say, "It's repeated, change it."

"Then, eat too much every day."

This time, there was no repetition.

Cao Le asked carefully: "What is your occupation, what are you good at, and where are you from? Please briefly introduce yourself."

Hong Gongcao told Cao Le the set of words he had prepared long ago.

Cao Le faces hundreds of survivors every day, with all kinds of professions and experiences.

The experience of Hong Gongcao and his companions is not unusual.

After registering the name, age and occupation of each person in their team, Cao Le handed them a sign, number 78958.

This sign is bound to the "Everyday Eating" team. Their team uses points inside, or collects the confiscated prohibited items when leaving the city, all through this sign.

It took six or seven minutes just to register my identity information.

"Okay, the entry procedures have been completed, go in." Cao Le waved his hand.

Shouted behind them, "Next."

I have to face this kind of city entry registration many times every day, but it is easier now than at the beginning.

At the beginning, almost every team that came in had to register one by one.

But as time goes by, many of the teams that come in later have already registered before, so they just need to add a mark to show the increase or decrease of personnel, and the process will be much faster.

But now, there are new teams entering the trading market almost every day.

Every time a new team comes in, it takes longer because various information needs to be carefully registered.

The registration took them too long, and the long-haired young man Qiao He who had just chatted with them had already entered the trading market.

When they entered the trading bazaar, they were stunned for a moment.

In the trading market, on the neat three horizontal and three vertical main roads, tall street lamps stand like guards.

On both sides of the street lights, the neatly arranged houses are like tents in a military camp, simple and sturdy.

Directly opposite the gate is the commercial area of ​​the trading market, about tens of meters away from the gate.

On both sides of the streets of the trading market, neat buildings are lined up, with shops, restaurants and various stalls, as if it is a miniature of the prosperity of the past.

The sounds of shouting and bargaining interweave together to form a unique symphony in this apocalyptic market.

The faces of passers-by were either hurried footsteps or teasing the drunkard lying on the ground.
It was in this scene that Gao Zhao and others just stepped into the market city, their eyes full of astonishment and disbelief.

They once thought that the end of the world meant chaos and disorder, especially in the Central Plains where there were a lot of zombies. This place had experienced countless natural disasters and zombie tides, and it must be a bleak place.

But no one would have thought that the people of Oil City could gather their strength in desperate situations and build such an orderly market.

A market that is not much different from an ordinary small town market before the apocalypse.

"Newcomer?" A guard standing at the gate of the trading market saw the shock on the faces of Hong Gongcao and others for the first time.

Every survivor who enters the trading market for the first time will basically have this inexperienced expression on his face.

The guards were used to it.

"Yes, yes, we are new here." Hong Gongcao hurried over.

While looking at the guards in front of him, they were strong, wearing uniform and holding automatic rifles in their hands.

One of the guards pointed with his right hand and said, "Look at the sign on the right. If you are only trading here and not staying overnight, you can trade directly in the commercial area.

But if you want to stay here tonight, then you can go to Room 1, 1st Floor, Building 101, East District Residential Area to register and someone will arrange a place for you to stay for tonight.

Of course, if you have enough money, you can also stay in a hotel in the commercial district."

After saying this, he stopped responding to Hong Gongcao and his group and saw a car driving in.

He frowned and ran over, "Who told you to drive so fast? Which team are you from? Get down here!"

Hong Gongcao and Gao Zhao looked at each other and walked to the right with their men.

I saw a row of notice boards on the right. The pillars were made of wood. The wood was very thick, about forty to fifty centimeters in diameter.

There are several notice boards with maps of the trading market, trading market rules, and the process of using points.
Looking at the map of the trading market, Hong Gongcao thought to himself, "Damn, the planning of their Oil City is quite reasonable and complete, with residential areas, industrial areas, transportation and warehouse areas, administrative areas, living areas, and commercial areas. The area is also quite large."

Although they are strong in the northwest, their walls are indeed not as high as theirs, and the area is not as large.

After all, there are relatively few zombies in the northwest, the area is vast and the population is sparse, so there is no need to build such a high wall.

"Brother Honghong, what should we do now?" Da Zhuang walked over and asked.

Hong Gongcao looked at the residential area and did not immediately answer Dazhuang's question. Instead, he looked at Gao Zhao and asked, "Old Gao, let's go to the residential area first? Why don't we stay in the trading market for a few days to get familiar with it?"

Gao Zhao stared at the rules for using points and was amazed.

"Okay, let's go to the residential area first. There are experts here at the trading market. The point system they developed perfectly realizes the function of currency and invisibly enhances the influence of Oil City."

The group followed the signs on the road.
The trading market is quite large, covering several thousand acres, and it is difficult to find the corresponding location without guidance.

In the beginning, every time someone came into the trading market, they would be taken through a uniform guide to familiarize themselves with the place. Later, as more and more people came in, we simply made a complete VIS guidance system, which would allow people to find where they wanted to go through the signboards, reminder signs, and maps placed at various locations in the trading market.

Hong Gongcao looked at the huge sign in front of him, on which was clearly written "Residential Area".

Behind this side road, there is a huge ① written on the wall of the first house.

Obviously, this building is Building No. 1.

So he said to the people behind him: "This is it."

He brought his men to this six-story building.

When you enter the lobby on the first floor, you will see a striking sign with an arrow on the wall: ——> Turn right to register for housing.

Hong Gongcao asked the other brothers to stay outside the door, and Gao Zhao and he turned right according to the sign. The first room on the right was marked with Room 101, and there was a piece of paper on the right wall: Housing Registration Office.

It was about 30 square meters inside, and there were two people sitting there. There seemed to be two groups of new people registering their information.

They walked in and listened to them talking.

"Well, there are seven people in your team, and there happens to be a C-type room available, which can accommodate seven people. Your team can all stay here. Building 27, 4th floor, room number is 408."

The staff printed out a palm-sized piece of paper with the number 27408 on it and handed it to them.

Hong Gongcao walked over quickly and said, "Hello, we will stay here tonight."

The female staff member behind the desk glanced at the two of them and said, "Take out your cards."

This staff member was previously a member of the Dawnbreaker Group, a Northern Territory affiliated force.

Now she is working here with another non-staff member who came from the headquarters base.

People like them fled here before the thunderstorm disaster and started building city defenses, and have stayed here until now.

They were the earliest builders of the trading bazaar.

And, until now, most of them have been working in the construction team.

At the beginning, they were all partners. After the reform of the trading market, they were directly divided into four levels of members, enjoying permanent residence rights and some basic rights and interests, and there was no charge for entering and exiting the trading market.

But some teams are special, such as the Dawn Group and the Tattoo Gang, who were promoted to non-staff personnel, that is, the third-level personnel here. At the same time, they were specially ordered to join the guard team.

The Dawn Group, the Tattoo Gang, and the Cave were the first three forces to arrive at the trade fair. However, someone from the Cave Force violated the regulations, which caused quite a stir and they ended up losing the chance to be promoted to non-staff members.

In addition, when the zombie tide surrounded the trading market before, Tong Rugui from the Dawn Group and Chen Dachui from the Tattoo Gang both brought their people to the scene to stop the zombies.

At that time, Ju Tianrui and others were just recruiting people from the trading market, it was not a mandatory requirement.

Most of the people from the affiliated forces in the North actually didn't need to participate. After all, they had saved a lot of food during the two months of thunderstorm disasters. Combined with the food they already had, they didn't need to take risks to obtain food.

However, the Dawnbreakers and the Tattoo Gang still participated.

This battle brought them great benefits.

Their original status as cooperative staff was changed to non-staff staff, and after the five-level system was launched, they were established as third-level personnel.

Allow the survivors who came in to escape to skip Level 5 and directly become Level 4 personnel.

Hong Gongcao looked at a sign on the table that read Jiang Xin. This should be her name.

He handed the cards in his pocket to the female staff member.

Jiang Xin took the cards and looked at the data in the computer. It contained the information Cao Le had just collected about them, "Team Tiantian Chicheng", "Nine people?"

Both the Oil City and the Big Camphor Tree Base have local area networks, which are relatively simple to set up. However, the coverage area is relatively small, only a few thousand meters in radius, but it is sufficient to meet their needs for now.

Hong Gongcao nodded quickly, "To nine people."

With a few clicks, the female staff operated the computer like a hotel receptionist before the end of the world.

Then he said to them both:

“Try to fit your people in one place, but a C-type room can only hold seven people, and there are nine of you, so you can only split into two rooms, and two of you will have to stay in the other room with others.

29号楼，3楼305，你们可以住七个人；3楼307，可以住2个人。”

After collecting them, they were not allowed to choose or make any comments, and the notes were just typed out directly.

Hong Gongcao was a little confused. He took the note and wanted to say something, but stopped himself.

After all, living here is free, and I don’t know what the environment is like.

"Thank you." Gao Zhao pulled Hong Gongcao out and didn't even say thank you before leaving.

Along the way they were observing the situation in the trading market.

They originally thought that there were so many people in the trading market, a mixed crowd, giving them a feeling that anyone could easily come in, but since they came in, there has been no one fighting or arguing.

The public security is too good!
Following the numbers on the paper, they found Building 29.

"Old Gao, this should be the place. Let's go." Gao Zhao said to Hong Gongcao next to him.

Hong Gongcao nodded. The layout of this building was somewhat like a tube-shaped building.

However, each room has no door, and is more like an enlarged version of a train sleeper berth.

The corridor was filled with a strong odor, a mixture of the moldy smell of clothes, food residues and foot odor.

When Hong Gongcao smelled the smell, he frowned and said it was a bit stinky.

Since each room was open, they were able to see the people inside as they passed by.

Maybe because it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, there weren't many people inside.

However, you can still see men, women, children and the elderly here.

The weather is quite hot now, and many men are leaning against the wall with their bare chests.

The ground is not particularly dirty. I don’t know if it’s because someone cleans here regularly, but there’s not much garbage on the ground.

third floor.

They came to room 305 and saw that there was no window or bed.

The room is empty and can only serve as a shelter from the wind and rain.

However, for most of the survivors, an environment that can provide a safe environment on this night is already very good.

Now when it's night outside, the wall-climbing zombies all come out, and even if they stay in the basement, they may be broken into by the wall-climbing zombies.

But there is no need to worry about this at the trading market.

A sense of security.

Hong Gongcao asked Dazhuang to take another team member to room 307, while he and Gao Zhao and others stayed in this room.

"If it really doesn't work, why don't we stay in a hotel?" one of his subordinates suggested.

Gao Zhao glanced at him and whispered, "Do we look like people who can afford to stay in a hotel? What if we are caught?"

Hong Gongcao nodded and said, "What Lao Gao said makes sense. Let's listen to Lao Gao."

Afterwards, Hong Gongcao asked two team members to stay here to look after the bedding and luggage, while he and the others went to visit the trading market.

While visiting the market, he also wanted to try to use those points, but his biscuits were military compressed biscuits after all, and he was afraid that the secret would be exposed, so he did not redeem them.

Without points, there is no way to trade here.

In the trading market, private transactions are not allowed, and once discovered, the punishment will be severe.

Time goes by.

It was night in a blink of an eye.

When it was night, they finally understood why they had to go to the commercial district at night:

The apocalyptic trading market is brightly lit at night, with neon lights outlining the contours of the wasteland with bold lines. The overwhelming metallic texture and dark gray-brown tones interweave into a picture of apocalyptic carnival.

The shops on both sides of the block are looming under the lights, exuding a decadent and wild charm.

At the entrance of the restaurant, the aroma of barbecue wafted in the air. It was carefully cooked with unknown meat, but it unexpectedly attracted every hungry soul passing by.

The neon sign of the bar flashed with temptation, and low music and suppressed laughter came from inside, as if a mockery of this doomsday.

The prostitutes soliciting customers on the streets have heavy makeup on their faces and wear shabby but somewhat provocative clothes, which makes them particularly dazzling under the lights.

While soliciting customers, they coldly watched this absurd world. Their smiles carried a hint of helplessness, a hint of indifference, and a hint of hopelessness for tomorrow.

The industrial-style building exposes its raw concrete and iron frames, and huge gears and pipes crisscross under the eaves, making a dull but rhythmic sound.

Looking at the bustling crowd, Da Zhuang said with emotion: "It's so lively here."

Seeing the sexy photo of Da Mimi posted on Tingfeng Tower, Hong Gongcao swallowed.

"Lao Gao, to be honest, I have an idol."

Lao Gao gave him a look of disdain. At that moment he didn't quite understand why the boss sent him here.

He leaned close to his ear and whispered, "If the mission fails, we will all die!"

Hong Gongcao shuddered when he heard this, "That was in the past."

"But I really like this place. It's so lively, just like the street in my hometown. It's so familiar."

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