Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1670 Begging Singer, I have important information!

Business district.

Lao Mazi and others were standing at the street intersection. People were coming and going around them, some going in and some coming out.

"Let's go in and buy food." The old man with pockmarks said to Xu Feng and others.

"Okay." Xu Feng nodded.

Lao Mazi led Xu Feng and others into the commercial district. Everything in the commercial district seemed new to Xu Feng and others.

It has been six years since the apocalypse, and they have never seen such a place.

They couldn't even imagine the existence of such a place, with crowds of people queuing up to buy things, and even shops like barber shops, bars, restaurants, and auto repair shops.

This is almost the same as before the end of the world.

Xu Feng and others were in it, as if they had traveled back to the days before the end of the world.

In the days before the end of the world, you don’t have to worry about zombies, natural disasters, or dying in the next second.

Looking at everything in the commercial district, Zhang Shuzhen couldn't help but shed tears.

She was so moved by all this.

She never thought she would see such a scene in her lifetime; such a scene had only appeared in her dreams.

But now, it appeared right before her eyes.

Silent tears dripping down.

Li Da, Xu Feng and others who were walking in front did not notice it, but Wang Fang who was walking side by side with her saw it.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Fang asked worriedly when she saw her crying.

Zhang Shuzhen choked up and said:

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just so touched."

Upon hearing this, Wang Fang sighed and said nothing more.

After going through so many hardships, suddenly arriving at a safe place like the trading market will indeed cause a drastic change in emotions.

Along the way, Xu Feng looked around and asked Lao Mazi some questions from time to time.

"Brother Ma, who owns all the shops here?"

"Some are run by the government, and some are run by the survivors themselves, like the Water Dragon Society bar, which is owned by the Water Dragon Society."

"Brother Ma, what is this Tingfeng Tower used for?"

"Well, this is the place that makes you happy, but the consumption inside is very expensive. I will introduce you to other channels that are more cost-effective."

Xu Feng understood immediately, smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"Forget about this. We can't even guarantee food and clothing right now."

He used to be a well-fed and well-off man with a mine at home, but the apocalypse transformed him completely. He lost his previous bad habits and understood responsibility and accountability.

I also learned to cherish everything I have now.

The old man laughed and said:
"When you keep warm, you will think about sex. You will know after a while, hehe."

They walked and talked, and finally reached the center of the street.

In the center there is a man holding a microphone and singing.

"Why does this person look so familiar? He seems to be a celebrity from before the apocalypse."

"Not really. It doesn't look like that at all."

“It really looks like that.”

The middle-aged man was singing with a hat placed next to him, making it look like a street singer.

However, no matter how hard the man sang, no one threw anything into his hat.

Not even half a tortilla.

It's the end of the world. Some people are star-chasing, but they are just after the actresses' bodies.

Chasing male stars, how is it possible?
People in the end times are extremely realistic.

Either you can solve my problem of food and clothing, or solve my problem of lower body.

Xu Feng and his companions just took a look and passed by.

They didn't stop to watch. They didn't know whether they could stay in the trading market, and they had no time to care about others.

soon.

They arrived at Shop No. 2 in the commercial district.

Shop No. 2 had the most people, with queues of more than ten meters long at all five windows.

The people queuing even stretched to the doorsteps of other shops.

"This is it, you buy tortillas here." Old Mazi led them to the shortest line.

"Okay. Brother Ma, how much does the food in this trading market cost? Where does their food come from?" Xu Feng asked.

The old man curled his lips towards Shop No. 2 and said, "A corn tortilla is 0.25 points, and a multi-grain tortilla is 0.3 points. These things are very solid, and one is enough for one person to have a meal."

"As for where the food comes from, I don't know. Anyway, Oil City is so powerful, they must have a stable source of food."

"Is this food safe?" Xu Feng asked with some concern.

"Hey! What you said, of course there is no problem with so many people buying it. We have been eating it for so long and there is no problem at all."

"Is there any specific way to earn points?"

After thinking for a moment, Lao Mazi said:
"It would have been better if you had come earlier. The construction site in Buffer City is hiring. You can go to the mission hall tomorrow to see if they are still hiring."

"By the way, can you repair cars? Oil City is recruiting a lot of car repair workers now. You can go and give it a try."

"Okay, thank you Brother Ma." Xu Feng said gratefully.

"Why are you being so polite to me?" The old man with pockmarks waved his hand, acting very generous.

After waiting in line for ten minutes, it was finally their turn.

The old man took out a white number card and handed it over.

"50 tortillas, please."

The staff inside quickly took out 50 tortillas and put them into 10 paper bags.

Then operating the machine deducted 12.5 points.

These paper bags are all produced in the trade market factory.

All of them are virgin pulp and logs, and paper products are not difficult to produce in today's trading market.

Lao Mazi handed Xu Feng four paper bags filled with tortillas.

"Here, this is for you."

The reason they bought 50 was because they needed to eat some themselves, and since they were here, they might as well buy dinner for them as well.

Neither of them likes to stockpile tortillas, even though they have a long shelf life.

But who would want to eat food that has been stale for several days when you can eat fresh food every day?

"Thank you." Xu Feng didn't know how many times he had said thank you today.

The old man smiled and said:

"It's better to buy these tortillas in the morning, because they are fresh out of the oven. If you buy them in the evening, they have been stored for a day and are not as fresh."

"Yeah." Xu Feng held the heavy tortilla, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart.

They then left the commercial district.

Lao Mazi used another 0.01 points and bought them 10 liters of water.

Water is hard to obtain outside, but it is very easy to obtain in the trade market.

It's cheap and all survivors can afford it.

And the drinking water is sterilized.
They get their own water from the lake and have to process it themselves before they can drink it.

Carrying food and water, Lao Mazi brought them back to Area C.

"Okay, I'll take you here, and we're going to find our captain." The old man with pockmarks said to Xu Feng.

"Yes, thank you for accompanying us."

Just as the old pockmarked man was about to leave, he seemed to remember something and turned around to warn:
"By the way, you should be careful here too. Don't trust others easily. For example, if someone tells you that you can earn points quickly through some crooked ways, stay away from them. The trading market has not been strictly investigated yet. Once the people who do this are found, I guess no one will be able to escape. They will all die."

In the trading market, there are some lazy people who don't want to earn points through physical labor, nor do they want to take risks to search for supplies, so they take risks and begin to exploit loopholes in the trading market system.

For example, private transactions without paying taxes.

The trade fair provides them with a safe environment to trade, but you must pay your taxes!
This behavior is relatively rare nowadays.

In particular, the system is not strict enough. After all, if individuals conduct transactions outside the trading market, the trading market has no control over it.

It’s a person-to-person transaction, and the trading market is not heavily regulated.

But if it is sold privately in large quantities in the trading market, it will invisibly harm the interests of the trading market. Facing the reminder of the old pockmarked man, Xu Feng kept it in mind.

Nodding, "Okay, I understand."

Lao Mazi ignored him and turned around and left with Wang Fang.

A few minutes later.

Old Mazi returned to where they lived with the six bags of tortillas he had bought.

When he came in and didn't see Sun Dali, he asked Xiao Li:

"Brother, haven't they come back yet?"

Xiao Li took the paper bag from him, opened it, and was a little disappointed when he saw tortillas inside.

"Brother Mazi, why are they corn tortillas? Multi-grain tortillas are delicious, why don't you buy multi-grain tortillas?"

Their lives are much better now than before, at least they have more points in their pockets than before.

With more points, you can naturally eat better.

The old man said helplessly:

"Xu Feng and the others are next to me. I can't possibly buy him corn tortillas. Let's just buy whole-grain tortillas ourselves. It's so ugly. We'll buy whole-grain tortillas tomorrow."

"Answer my question. Where are the big brother and the others? Haven't they come back yet?"

Xiao Li shook his head and said, "Not yet."

The old man looked at Xiao Li, thought for a moment and said:
"You and Xiao Zhao fell off the car. After we finish eating, I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup to see if you have any internal injuries. If the internal injuries are not treated, the consequences will be very serious."

"It's okay. I don't feel anything now. Let's not waste that point." Xiao Li said nonchalantly.

"fart!"

The old man cursed:
"You know nothing. I'm doing this for your own good. Hurry up and finish eating. I'll take you for a checkup."

Although Lao Mazi is wary of outsiders, the team members have been living and dying together for at least three years.

He really treats Xiao Li and the others as his own people.

Otherwise, he wouldn't bother to say more.

"Oh." Xiao Li didn't refute. He lowered his head and held the paper bag, distributing tortillas to the team members.

North area of ​​the trading market.

Mission hall.

The mission hall is open 24 hours a day, but after 8 o'clock, there are relatively few staff members, with only three or four people working the night shift.

After Sun Dali, Dapeng, Zhao Qiankun and Jie Ba parked the two trucks, they immediately went to the mission hall.

It's just past five o'clock now, and there are still quite a lot of people in the mission hall.

These are the people who come here to settle tasks and collect points.

There were also some people asking about the latest recruitment arrangements.

Sun Dali found the corresponding functional window, waited in line for a few minutes and then walked over.

"Hello, I want to report an important piece of information." Sun Dali lowered his voice and said to the staff.

Cao Hu looked at the computer and said, "Give me the number plate."

Sun Dali quickly handed over the number plate.

Cao Hu didn't look at him. He reached out and accurately took his number plate and placed it on the machine.

drop--

Their team's information popped up.

"What information?" Cao Hu's tone was a little impatient.

Every day, people come to report all kinds of random information. Regardless of whether it is true or false, this information needs to be recorded and then submitted to the leaders for review.

After the leader screens it, he or she will prioritize it based on the importance of the intelligence and then confirm it with the people from the militia department.

Registering this information every day and sitting here every day is so annoying.

Sun Dali said quickly:
"We encountered wall-climbing zombies on our way back to the trading market at around 4 o'clock this afternoon! It's very unusual for wall-climbing zombies to appear at around 4 o'clock in the afternoon! I suspect that wall-climbing zombies will appear during the day now!"

"What!?" Upon hearing this, Cao Hu looked fiercely at Sun Dali.

He stared at Sun Dali and asked:

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

“I know, we really met!”

Cao Hu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is there any evidence?"

"You guys are lucky enough to be able to escape from the wall-climbing zombies."

He was a little skeptical. After all, wall-climbing zombies were extremely scary.

The man in front of me said that he saw it with his own eyes, and he was still standing here safely. It was hard to believe.

Intelligence often requires proof.

Video recordings, items brought, etc., as long as they can prove that what you said is true, it will be fine.

Sun Dali smiled bitterly and said:

"It's true. We really did encounter it. Otherwise, we wouldn't have come back so late. If you don't believe me, you can ask Captain Cao, who is in charge of the city gate. They saw us come in last."

Upon hearing this, Cao Hu said seriously:

"You need to know the punishment for lying about intelligence."

"of course."

He changed the subject and said, "If what you said is proven to be true, then you will definitely be rewarded with a lot of points."

"Really, I dare not tell a lie!" Sun Dali said with certainty.

Cao Hu thought for a moment and immediately picked up the walkie-talkie to contact Cao Le.

He might not be able to contact other people, but Cao Le was his brother, so it was easy to contact him.

A few minutes later, Cao Hu put the walkie-talkie aside with a serious expression.

Said to Sun Dali:
"Don't leave yet. I'll go find my leader and ask him to talk to you."

"This matter is too serious. If what you said is true, the impact will be huge!"

Sun Dali nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll wait for you. I just knew this matter was very important, so I came to find you as soon as I got back."

At this moment, a man in the back line urged:

"Why isn't it over yet? Why is it so slow? I still have to go find Xiao Cui later."

Wow!

Cao Hu pulled up the window glass and said to the man:

"What's the hurry? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? Wait!"

The man behind him couldn't help but retort to Cao Hu:

"What kind of service attitude is that? I'm going to report you for this attitude!"

Cao Hu, who originally had no intention of paying attention to him, stuck his head out of the window.

"Which team are you from!?"

Hearing this, the man shook his head and muttered:

"The staff are so great these days, there is no human rights at all."

Cao Hu didn't hear his mumbling.

Cao Hu didn't want to bother him anymore, so he turned to the female staff member opposite and said:

"Xiao Feng, go find Manager Chen and ask him to come over quickly. We have important information to report."

Upon hearing this, Xiaofeng quickly stood up.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

No one dared to delay important information.

Even if it is fake, it needs to be confirmed.

Because this kind of important intelligence is checked very strictly, if they dare to handle it carelessly, it is likely to lead to extremely serious consequences.

Therefore, all staff in the mission hall have been trained on this matter.

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