Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1521 This is called the doomsday underground disco! (5000 words)
Oil City,
Streetlights flicker.

A team of patrol officers marched in neat rows toward the wall of Oil City.

They are going to take over their shift.

In the central conference room.

Uncle San widened his eyes and asked in disbelief:
"What the hell? Are you really selling guns?"

Lao Luo's face was full of smiles. "He really sold guns! He sold two pistols for 50 points. He is now buying food in the commercial district. He must have been too hungry and had no choice but to sell guns."

Uncle San was amazed and looked at Li Yu opposite him.

"Xiaoyu, what do you think about this?"

Li Yu said with a smile:

"This is a good thing. It is a good thing to be able to let them stay in the trading market. I think we should guide them appropriately and let the brothers who are sent to approach them secretly add fuel to the flames. It would be best if we could let them indulge in the entertainment in the commercial district."

"When the time is right, we can also turn the tables. At that time, we can pass on any intelligence we want the Northwest Boss to know."

Lao Luo sniffed, looked at Li Yu and said:

"The city lord's idea coincides with mine. In this way, we can even pass some false news that is beneficial to us to the northwest."

Uncle San tapped the table with his index finger and suddenly stood up.

"Okay, I have no objection. In addition, the coal factory in the Trade Fair Industrial Zone is now under construction. The advance team sent out earlier has conducted a survey at the Yangshan Coal Mine in Gu County and confirmed that it can be mined."

“However, due to natural disasters and heavy rains in recent years, the coal mine has been severely eroded and many places have collapsed. It is estimated that we will have to open a road to get in.”

"In addition, Yangshan Coal Mine is more than 150 kilometers away from the Oil City. It takes too much time to transport workers there and back every day. I think we need to build a fixed defense position there so that the workers can live there."

"Who should be responsible for this? Do you have any suitable recommendations?"

Lao Luo thought for a moment and said, "How about transferring people from the headquarters? Xiao Qian and Xiao Liu are both capable."

Li Yu shook his head and said, "No."

"We have found an iron ore mine in Xunwu County, which is close to the Camphor Tree Base. Xiao Qian is now leading a team to build a fixed shelter and sentry tower there. We will send people there to stay permanently in the future."

Lao Luo raised his eyebrows and felt a little excited.

He had not been away from the headquarters base for long, but this was the first time he heard of this.

"Is the base going to start smelting its own iron now?"

In the past, the Dazhangshu base basically searched for already refined steel everywhere to use it, and at one point it even went to Guangdong Province to transport steel back.

But after several years of searching, and because some of the steel was not well preserved, it gradually rusted and became brittle due to the decay of time and natural disasters and could no longer be used.

"Ah."

Li Yu nodded. Since we were already talking about this matter, he might as well finish it.

"Now the iron ore, limestone, sand field, and coal mines are all building fixed defense positions. Once they are built, we will send people to be stationed there, and in the future we will be able to produce a steady stream of various mineral resources."

"That's great. It should have been done a long time ago. Only in this way can our camphor tree base move forward in great strides." Lao Luo waved his fist to express his excitement.

Li Yu smiled and did not refute him. Only by sitting in his position could he see the whole picture more comprehensively.

A few years ago, there were only a few people at the Dazhangshu base, and only a small amount of grain was produced in a year.

How can we support development if we don’t have enough people and food?

Development is a cyclical, upward spiral process.

But development requires fuel, and food is the most important raw material for development in the end times.

Lao Luo thought for a moment and asked again, "Xiao Qian has gone to the iron mine. Where's Xiao Liu? Can we ask him to come over?"

Li Yu took a sip of water, frowned and said:
"He can't do that either. He is busy with other things. Currently, fixed sentinel points are being built around the entire Gan City, with the Dazhangshu base as the center. It is estimated that 30 sentinel points will be built, and he is busy with this matter."

I quickly searched for civil engineering personnel in my mind, and remembered that there was a professional civil engineering talent in Oil City.

"Didn't we send some experts from Oil City? Fang Jingxin is a civil engineering expert. Let him be responsible for the construction of fixed defense positions. As for coal mining, we can recruit a group of survivors from the trading market to do it."

"Fang Jingxin?" Lao Luo thought about it for a long time before he remembered.

He is not Li Yu and does not have the ability to remember everything he sees.

There are now several thousand people in the Oil City and tens of thousands in the trading market. He simply cannot remember so many people.

Fang Jingxin seemed to be one of the experts from the original Northern Territory who was sent from the headquarters base a long time ago, and he seemed to have been working on the construction site with Jie Changshan.

"Okay, I understand. I'll arrange it tomorrow." Lao Luo nodded and said.

The moon is like a hook.

The cool moonlight sprinkled on the ground, dispelling the heat of the day.

The evening breeze was blowing, and many of the survivors who had been busy all day were strolling around the trading market.

A large square was built on top of the ancient tomb bunker.

On the square, some people were walking around.

The commercial district is the busiest.

The commercial district is bustling with people, and the original roadway is now crowded with people because there are no vehicles passing by at night.

This street, which is only a few hundred meters long, is extremely crowded.

Among the crowd, there were three men, each holding five skewers of barbecue and two corn tortillas in their right hands, eating while walking towards the front.

"Brother Hong, where are we going now? Didn't Brother Gao say that after we exchange the points, we can immediately buy some pancakes and take them back?" A tall and thin man asked vaguely while tearing a skewer of meat.

They were spies sent from the Northwest. They went outside in the afternoon, dug up the pit where the pistol radio was buried, took two pistols from it, and exchanged them for 50 points at the trading market.

A pistol sold for 25 credits.

As soon as they got the points, they immediately spent 6 points to buy food as they were starving.

While eating meat and pancakes, they came to the Shuilonghui Bar under the leadership of Hong Gongcao.

Hong Gongcao had two major hobbies in his life: drinking and tasting tea.

When we were in Wuyuan Mountain, he had a big drink with Ma Laoliu.

He has been coming to the trade fair for some time now, and whenever he passes by the Water Dragon Bar, he can't take his eyes off it; he wants to drink.

But he had no points.
Passed by countless times, stopped countless times, and left with difficulty countless times.

And today, he can finally stand proudly at the door of the Water Dragon Club Bar!
Push open the door curtain made of iron chains, then push open a glass door, and then push open a large iron door.

Passing through a long and winding corridor, the white walls of the corridor are covered with various graffiti.

Written on it in red or black pen were all kinds of messy words and sentences like: kill, death, saint, people without ideals are not sad, let Tiga and Kabuda save the world, etc.

Some people even wrote poems on it, but above the poems, someone with malicious intent drew a pile of shit on it.

The lights in the corridor flashed red, green and purple alternately, presenting a psychedelic light.

There was absolutely no decoration on the walls, and even the steel bars on the ceiling were exposed.

But precisely because of this rough style, it gives people a sense of apocalyptic atmosphere.

"Brother Hong, it feels a bit cool here." Da Zhuang finished a corn tortilla in two or three bites.

As a drunkard, Mr. Hong likes this kind of unrestrained feeling.

The further you go inside, the louder the music becomes.

dong dong dong dong!

Their hearts seemed to beat to the rhythm of the music, and their blood began to flow.

Hong Gongcao's eyes lit up when he listened to the music.

"Oh my god, they're playing techno music. I like it!"

This kind of Techno industrial electronic music belongs to electronic music such as synthesizers and drum machines. It has strong penetrating power and extremely simple rhythm.

The 4/4 beat has a repetitive, mechanical rhythm that gives it a cold and mechanical feel. It was once described as "industrial noise."

Hong Gongcao thought that he had more than 40 points and was a wealthy family!
I'm in a good mood, and I must not go home until I'm drunk today!
He put his arm around the tall and thin man and the strong man's shoulders.

┗|｀O′|┛

He let out a roar and rushed inside.

The view in front of me suddenly opened up to a space of about fifty to sixty square meters with several load-bearing columns standing there without any decoration.

There was a DJ playing music in the innermost part. He was shirtless and had a nose ring, a mouth ring, an eyebrow ring, an earring, a forehead ring, a tongue ring in his open mouth, and a nipple ring on his chest.
The ring on her body looked particularly crazy under the light.

Below the stage, there was a group of humans jumping around like crazy, their body movements not like those of humans.

The two people jumped up and bumped into each other, and then kissed each other with their tongues.

They also saw a man squatting in the corner and kowtowing to the wall.

There was another person with his hands open and his head down, as if he was sleepwalking.

Someone cried and shouted for his mother, then jumped up and knelt on the ground, shaking all over.

Everyone seems like a madman.

The ambient lights inside constantly reflect red and blue light.

None of the people's faces illuminated by this light had a normal expression.

It seemed as if everyone had lost their minds.

When Hong Gongcao saw this scene, he began to tremble all over. This place smells so damn good!
This is what we call an underground doomsday atmosphere scene!

They are all a bunch of fucking psychos!

Before the end of the world, he was at least known as Master Hong, but he had never been to a place like this before.

He ate the rest of the tortilla in one gulp and finished the remaining skewer of meat in his left hand.

He pulled the tall and thin guy and Da Zhuang and rushed inside.

On the way forward, I bumped into several people.

But these people are a bunch of "lunatics" who don't care at all if they are hit or bump into others.

Hong Gongcao was shouting and screaming inside, and even took off his upper body and threw his shirt around.

After a few minutes of madness, he frowned.

He put his mouth close to Da Zhuang's ear, "This doesn't feel right!"

Da Zhuang was rubbing against a woman from behind, drooling as he did so.

"What's wrong?" Da Zhuang didn't quite understand, he just wanted to rub it.

"Not in the right state!"

"Huh?" Da Zhuang didn't understand.

But the next second, he and the tall and thin man were pulled away by Hong Gongcao and pulled to the small bar on the side.

Hong Gongcao looked at the drinks on the cabinet:
Moutai, Jiannanchun, Wuliangye,

Jinhui Liquor, Si Te Liquor, Beida Cang, Niulanshan, Red Star Erguotou, Xuan Liquor
19 years of Sprite, 20 years of Coke.
Tsk!
Looking at the prices above, he felt that the points he brought were not enough.

So I looked down and saw three that were more suitable.

Corn wine: 8 points/bottle;
Sweet potato stew: 6 points/bottle;
Industrial wine: 1 point/bottle. 0.2 point/cup.

"What is industrial liquor?" Hong Gongcao asked the bar staff.

The bartender glanced at Hong Gongcao, looked him up and down, and felt that he could not afford the drinks.

Generally, real big customers will not start asking from the lowest priced drinks.

So he answered impatiently: "Industrial wine is wine blended with industrial alcohol."

"Mixed with industrial alcohol?" Hong Gongcao frowned immediately when he heard this.

He has always been very demanding about alcohol. He knows that there are two ways to produce industrial alcohol:
1. The fermentation method uses starchy or sugary raw materials to produce alcohol under the action of microorganisms.

2. The chemical synthesis method of producing alcohol uses the waste gas from coking coal and cracking petroleum as raw materials and produces alcohol through chemical synthesis reactions.

This is in the oil city, and it is probably industrial alcohol made from the waste gas left over from oil refining.

Drinking this kind of wine blended with industrial alcohol is equivalent to chronic poisoning.

But for these survivors in the apocalypse, they don't care about their health at all.

If it could make them forget their troubles, they wouldn't care about health issues.

Hong Gongcao frowned and said to the bartender:

"A bottle of corn wine and a bottle of sweet potato wine."

The bartender raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: Oh my, this guy is quite capable.

Ask for the name, compare photos, and then deduct 14 points.

The two guns cost 50 points, the tortillas and skewers I just bought cost 6 points, and the wine cost 14 points.

There are 30 points left.

Holding the small slip handed over and looking at the remaining points displayed on it, Hong Gongcao thought to himself:
I have to control myself. This is all I'm going to spend today. I'll use the rest to buy food so that I don't have to explain to Gao Zhao.

"Here are your drinks." The bartender handed over two bottles of liquor in Wahaha mineral water bottles with a friendly smile on his face.

Hong Gongcao laughed.

He took it and drank half a pound in one gulp.

He handed it to the tall and thin man beside him: "Here, Zhugan, have a bite too."

The tall and thin man said hesitantly: "We still need to buy food. Isn't that a bad idea?"

"Don't drink?"

The tall and thin man could no longer control himself and swallowed the remaining half in one gulp.

Hong Gongcao handed the rest to Dazhuang, who drank the rest in one gulp without saying anything.

He had just finished drinking when he widened his eyes and saw Brother Hong opening the bottle of corn wine again.

Another half catty. He drank a whole catty of liquor by himself.

The remaining half pound was divided between Da Zhuang and the tall and thin guy.

Hong Gongcao's face flushed slightly, and he put his arm around their shoulders and said, "This state is right!"

The ghost screamed and pulled the two of them towards the crowd.

While jumping around, he saw Da Zhuang rubbing against a woman again.

Hong Gongcao originally thought that it was nothing, but the key point was that he didn't know if Dazhuang was drunk, as he actually took off his pants and rubbed it.

The most important thing is that the woman didn't even resist.

This stunned him and the tall and thin man.

dong dong dong dong!
The rhythm of the music was very powerful. He and Zhugan watched the woman holding Dazhuang's hand and leaving the venue.

"How am I worse than Dazhuang?" Hong Gongcao leaned close to Zhugan's ear and yelled.

Zhugan felt sad, but his head was a little dizzy and he couldn't think normally.

"You're the strongest! Fuck brother!"

Hong Gongcao: "Call me Brother Hong, don't call me Brother Cao, or I'll think you want to fuck me, Brother!"

"Okay, fuck bro."

A few minutes later.

Da Zhuang walked back in a daze.

Hong Gongcao teased, "So fast? Dazhuang."

Da Zhuang shook his head and stretched out his hand to make a number 2.

"What do you mean?" Hong Gongcao was a little confused. What's that?
Are you so proud?

Da Zhuang smiled bitterly and said: "She wants two points from me, but I don't have them"

have to.

It turns out you need to spend points!

Now, Hong Gongcao and Zhugan felt relieved.

after an hour.

Tired of jumping!
"Let's go, let's buy some food to take back." Hong Gongcao felt a little dizzy and pulled the two of them out.

There is a tortilla shop at the end of the intersection ahead, but you have to pass by Tingfeng Tower to get there.

The three of them were walking on the road, and Hong Gongcao tried his best to control his eyes and not look in the direction of Tingfeng Tower.

He has two major hobbies in his life, drinking and tasting tea.

I have already drunk the wine and spent my points, so it would be too extravagant to have some tea.

Da Zhuang pointed at the poster on the door and exclaimed, "Brother, look, besides Dami, there's actually a new big star!"

"Who is it?" Zhugan asked appropriately.

"Di Tongnaya!"

"Who?" Hong Gongcao was completely stunned.

"Di Tongnaya!" Da Zhuang replied.

Hong Gongcao suddenly squatted on the ground, covering his face, and then glanced at the poster on the right through the gaps between his fingers.

It’s true, she is his dream girl.

This. This. This. Who the hell can bear it?

rub!
Hong Gongcao suddenly stood up and walked towards Tingfeng Tower without saying a word.

"Fuck brother? What are you doing?"

Da Zhuang was eager to try, and asked even though he knew the answer, because he actually wanted Hong Gongcao to take him with him.

"Try the tea!" Hong Gongcao's eyes were firm as if he was going to
"I want to drink tea too!" Da Zhuang and Zhu Gan said in unison.

"go!"

Hong Gongcao waved his hand with great force and boldness.

He completely forgot that he only had 30 points left in his pocket.
He forgot. The team members were still waiting in the dormitory building for him to bring back food.

(Ask for monthly ticket)