Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Once you get used to poverty, you will not take hardship seriously.

People who are used to living hard lives don't expect good days, they just want to survive.

So points will be used very conservatively.

Hong Fu always felt that he could resist and carry on again and again, but he never thought that human power would be exhausted.

Finally one day, his body reached its limit, and he forgot to wear his safety belt in a trance, and accidentally fell down while building on the construction site.
Hefeng combined the testimony of Hong Fu's close co-workers and eyewitnesses, as well as the information provided by Ma Dong and Xie Changshan about the scaffolding construction site.

The cause of the accident has been roughly determined.

But if Hong Fu woke up and told it himself, it would be more true and accurate.

Subsequently.

Due to this safety accident, the construction site in the East District Living Area was suspended for one day, and the workers were re-educated on the construction site safety regulations.

As for this construction site safety accident, the case has not been closed yet. We will wait until Hong Fu wakes up and then ask him about it to verify whether the results of the current investigation are true.

There was an accident at the construction site, and some idle survivors were just sitting here watching the show.

When the investigation team left and all the workers gathered in the square for further training on safety regulations, the onlookers also dispersed.

Among the onlookers, Gao Zhao, a spy sent from the northwest, had a twinkling look in his eyes, "Xiaodong, let's go back."

Gao Zhao and his companion walked toward the main road of the living area, passed three rows of dormitory buildings, then walked to the right for dozens of meters and stopped at Building 29 of the living area.

Third floor, 307.

Gao Zhao and the other person came in, and Ding Ning and the other person who stayed here stood up.

He looked around the room and saw Hong Gongcao, Dazhuang and Zhugan lying on the floor and snoring.

It has been ten days since they entered the trading market. Hong Gongcao almost always sleeps during the day and runs out at night. This happens every day.

When asked why he ran out, he said he was going to observe the situation in the oil city at night.

But every time I came back, there was no meaningful information.

He seriously suspected that Hong Gongcao was not telling the truth.

Extremely annoyed, he walked over.

He walked to Hong Gongcao and shook his shoulders vigorously.

Hong Gongcao didn't come back until six this morning. He had a great time last night.

I was still dreaming about playing XX and was suddenly woken up by being shaken.

He opened his eyes dazedly and cursed, "What are you doing? Damn, you disturbed my sleep."

After he slowly saw that it was Gao Zhao, he calmed down his anger, but still said in a somewhat unfriendly tone: "Lao Gao, what are you doing? I was sleeping, why did you wake me up? What's the matter?"

Gao Zhao looked at Hong Gongcao and asked seriously:
"Hong Gongcao, what on earth did you do at night?"

Hong Gongcao looked a little unnatural, but he quickly adjusted himself and approached Gao Zhao and whispered:

"You know, our main mission here is to understand the situation in Oil City. How can we forget the boss's mission?"

"You go investigate the situation during the day, and I'll investigate the situation at night. The division of labor is clear! Don't think too much!"

Gao Zhao's face darkened when he heard this, "Then why don't you let me go out and contact the boss to report the intelligence I have collected during this period."

Hong Gongcao's nerves tensed. If he was a little confused just now after waking up, he was now completely awake.

If Gao Zhao really left the trading market and went into the mountain to dig out the things they had buried.

They would definitely find the guns they buried, and there would only be four assault rifles left.

Because he sold all the other guns to support his expenses in recent days.

In order to shut up Dazhuang and Zhugan, he would take them with him every time he went out to play at night.

The three of them have been living a leisurely evening life recently, eating, drinking and having fun, and having a great time.

After a night of fun, go back to sleep the next day, and go out again when it is almost dark to continue the happy night.

In recent days, a lot of interesting things have emerged in the trading market.

But what Hong Gongcao liked most was the Water Dragon Club Bar, which had a particularly apocalyptic carnival feel.

But it seems that because he has been playing too much recently, he has aroused Gao Zhao's suspicion.

Hong Gongcao paused for a moment, his mind racing.

Holding Gao Zhao's shoulders, he said quietly:

"You don't trust me? Lao Gao, we are deep in the enemy camp, living a precarious life. If there is still a gap between us at this time, if the people in Oil City find out our identities, we will all die!"

Gao Zhao quickly replied: "That's not what I meant, Lao Hong. I don't doubt you."

When Hong Gongcao heard him say this, he continued:

"We have to unite. Besides, I have already told the boss the information you mentioned, so don't worry."

Gao Zhao's eyes showed a worried look.
"Old Hong, don't you find that the points system used in the trading market is very scientific and complete?"

“Moreover, based on our observations during this period, we cannot see the specific situation in the Oil City because we cannot enter it, but we can generally tell something from the degree of martial law they have in place.

The quality of the combatants in this oil city is definitely not weak, and have you seen the recruit training ground in the north district? There are two thousand people!
The construction of this trading market has created a siphon effect on the surrounding areas. Survivors from all around come here to provide human resources for the Oil City. Now there are tens of thousands of people in the trading market. They can develop on a large scale, and at an extremely fast speed!

I am very worried. If the trading market continues to develop like this, I am afraid that our northwest will never be able to compete with the oil city in the future! We won’t even have any resistance! " Upon hearing this, Hong Gongcao patted Gao Zhao on the shoulder and asked:

“What ideas and suggestions do you have?”

Gao Zhao looked outside the door. It was afternoon and there were not many people in the dormitory building.

They have their own people in Room 307.

Gao Zhao whispered slowly:
"I think we should send more people over to create trouble in the trade fair and slow down their development. I even think we can send a small force to cause trouble around and ruin the reputation of the trade fair."

After listening to this, Hong Gongcao gave a thumbs up and praised: "That makes sense!"

"Then tell the boss your idea when I go out some other day."

"Why can't you let me go out and report to the boss?" Gao Zhao asked.

Hong Gongcao said solemnly: "This is a serious matter. It is very dangerous to go out. If you are caught, you will die. I don't want you to take this risk."

His face was full of righteousness and dignity.

Gao Zhao glanced at him, not quite believing it.

His expression was slightly serious. "Old Hong, let me tell you something serious. I think Oil City is really too threatening!"

"We must let the boss know the specific situation here. Even if we don't launch a large-scale attack here, we can't let them develop so steadily."

"Besides, I suspect that besides the North, here in Oil City, they may have occupied another place."

"What?" Hong Gongcao raised his eyebrows. This was something he had never expected.

Is there another place?
"Correct!"

Gao Zhao nodded seriously, with a look of fear in his eyes.

"In the past ten days, hundreds of trucks have left the oil city, and there are dozens of oil tankers. I guess they are all loaded with oil."

"Also, a large number of trucks entered the Oil City a few days ago, but there was only one oil tanker, which means that the oil inside is definitely not oil!"

"This must be the transportation of materials from another place. Also, have you noticed that there are so many people in the trading market? There must be a lot of people in the oil city as well. It definitely takes a lot of food to feed so many people.

However, I walked around the area of ​​Oil City and measured it. It is absolutely impossible to grow enough food to feed so many people. There is no food grown in the trading market. Where do they get so much food?"

Hong Gongcao raised his eyebrows and guessed, "Transported from the northern border?"

"impossible."

Gao Zhao said in a firm tone:
"The North can't possibly produce so much food. According to the information passed on by Yuan Zhi, the North's food production capacity is limited. Moreover, after the massacre, the area is empty. It will take time to recover and plant crops. The food production is not that fast!"

"Besides, didn't you notice that a lot of the food here is old?"

"This shows one result. After the Oil City, there must be a place that is more stable than the Oil City and can produce food continuously. It is not easy to produce food stably. And, I guess, this place is likely to be occupied by people from the Oil City."

One word can cause a thousand waves.

Hong Gongcao's eyes were filled with horror. The Oil City and the trading market had already surprised him enough. According to what Gao Zhao said, the place he was talking about might be even more powerful and prosperous than the Oil City.

this.
It's a bit scary.

At a certain moment, Hong Gongcao felt a little desperate.

Why go against such a force?

Isn't it better to be more harmonious?
"So, Lao Hong, I have to go out and tell you my guesses and inferences. No matter what, you must be prepared."

Hong Gongcao sighed and said:
"Lao Gao, after listening to your speculation, I feel a little tired."

"We have been here for a while, and we still don't know how many people are inside Oil City or how strong they are. Now a place that may be even more powerful has emerged. It's so confusing and hard to tell."

After Gao Zhao heard what Hong Gongcao said, he had the same feeling.

The distance from the northwest to the oil city is more than 2,000 kilometers.

In an all-out war, whoever takes the initiative to lead a large force to fight away from home will suffer.

But the problem now is that although there are fewer zombies in the northwest, there are also fewer people.

Moreover, the land is barren, crop cultivation is difficult, and development is extremely slow.

It can't be compared with the Oil City at all.

Oil City is in the Central Plains. Although there are many zombies, there are also many survivors.

If there were enough food and enough human resources, the speed of development would be terrifying!
In comparison between the Northwest and the Oil City, one is growing while the other is declining.

If you don't advance, you will retreat.

If the Oil City is allowed to develop in this way, the Northwest will be in big trouble sooner or later.

A full-scale attack is not possible.

Leaving it alone won't work either.

The only solution now is to find a way to slow down the development of the Oil City and the trading market.

Gao Zhao sighed faintly, "So, we should let the boss know the specific situation here."

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