Apocalyptic Mechanical Chariot

At this moment, in the teaching building, because there is no energy, the road leading to the two underground floors is very dark.

If Han Feng was only a little stronger than those survivors, then he would never dare to follow these survivors into this invisible passage.

This environment is too easy to be attacked by surprise.

However, Han Feng had enough confidence in himself, and the survivors seemed to have no intention of taking action in this dim environment.

When Han Feng walked into the general teacher storage room located on the second underground floor, the emergency lighting in the storage room suddenly turned on. A faint green light shone on Han Feng's face, making Han Feng's face look a little ferocious.

But that's not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is the human organs soaked in formalin solution, and even the entire human body that has been cut open from the middle, making this room particularly eerie.

However, the survivors, led by Meng Wan'er, seemed to have long been accustomed to the environment here. They filed into the general teacher's storage room one by one.

A survivor who looked like a young student carrying a cloth bag stretched out his right hand, patted a glass container leaning against the wall, and stored the entire body of the teacher, and said in a calm tone:

"Teacher Wu, I didn't expect that we would meet again."

After he finished speaking, he squatted down, stretched out his right hand, and pulled out a long white instrument from the bottom of the glass container. Then he took out a battery from his body and stuffed it into the tail of the instrument.

As the battery was put in, a very low-brightness white light source increased the light intensity of the entire general teacher's storage room by several degrees.

At least the entire storage room no longer emits a faint green light, but a dim white light, allowing the survivors present to at least see clearly what is in front of them.

When these survivors and Han Feng sat down on the ground, Hu Fenglei, who was carrying a huge burden, reluctantly took out a few pieces from the cloth bag. Each one had a doughy pancake as wide as an adult's face. More than a dozen copies were made and distributed to survivors present.

The survivors seemed to have a look of embarrassment on their faces after seeing these dead-faced pancakes that were as hard as rocks, but they still gritted their teeth and began to tear apart the dead-faced pancakes in front of them.

Meng Wan'er, who was sitting on the floor, saw Han Feng sitting near the door. She thought for a moment, then painstakingly pulled off a piece of her own dough pancake and brought it to Han Feng.

"This is our homemade dough pancake. Apart from adding more preservatives, which makes it taste worse, it can still fill your stomach."

These dead dough pancakes are specially made by Meng Wan'er and the others. If you eat sparingly, usually a quarter of the dead dough pancakes is enough to supplement the consumption of these survivors for a day, and the shelf life of these dead dough pancakes is also special. long.

When Meng Wan'er and the others evacuated Hangzhou, they brought hundreds of dead dough pancakes with them. These dead dough pancakes were their main source of food.

However, Han Feng did not reach out to take the dark dough pancake that Meng Wan'er handed over.

With his current status and the supplies stored in the Unimog RV, there is no way that this black dead dough pancake could catch his eye.

However, Han Feng was quite satisfied with Meng Wan'er's gesture of goodwill. He reached out and took out a can from his pocket and threw it to Meng Wan'er.

When Meng Wan'er took the can thrown by Han Feng and saw the packaging on the can through the faint light, she suddenly exclaimed:

"Canned beef!"

In the general teacher's storage room, the survivors who were sitting on the ground, intently eating dead dough pancakes, heard Meng Wan'er's exclamation clearly.

As if they were under a spell, they all stopped eating the cakes, and then they raised their heads in unison, staring intently at the can of beef in Meng Wan'er's hand.

These survivors only ate meat in the early days of the apocalypse. Since the apocalyptic virus broke out completely, most of the days they lingered in the teaching building of the medical school were eating unpalatable things like dead dough pancakes. , and these things can barely guarantee their survival, let alone the taste.

So after hearing the words "canned beef", the eyes of these survivors all glowed with green light.

However, Meng Wan'er, who was holding the canned beef in her hand, was much more alert than the other survivors. When she saw the canned beef thrown by Han Feng, many thoughts flashed through her mind.

She couldn't help but shouted to Han Feng:

"Who the hell are you?!"

From Meng Wan'er's understanding, even silver-level evolvers would not be so generous. A can of beef was a valuable asset to these silver-level evolvers.

But Han Feng threw the can of beef to her as if he had lost an item that was not worth cherishing at all.

However, Han Feng did not answer the question raised by Meng Wan'er, but asked a question that seemed a bit irrelevant.

"Where are you going to stay after you leave Hangzhou?"

Facing the question raised by Han Feng, Meng Wan'er was also stunned. She subconsciously answered:

"It goes without saying that there is only one place for survivors in Jiangnan Province to go, and that is the Fucheng Safety Zone. Although we are trapped in Hangcheng, we also listened to the national emergency broadcast and heard that the power supply has been restored in the Fucheng Safety Zone. Now, people there can still eat fresh vegetables.”

As Meng Wan'er answered, there was a look of longing in her eyes. It was obvious that at this moment, the survivors like them had an impression of the Fucheng safe zone like a paradise.

But just when Meng Wan'er answered, Han Feng raised his hand first.

"You should give the canned beef in your hand to your teammates behind you. They all look like they have turned into hungry wolves."

Meng Wan'er turned around after hearing Han Feng's reminder.

When she found her teammates behind her with green eyes, she was even shocked.

She tightened her lips, handed the can of beef to Hu Fenglei and said:

"You guys take this canned beef and share it. Remember to leave some for Lao Xi and Lao Li who are responsible for surveillance on the top floor."

The aroma of canned beef wafted in the general teacher's storage room. When the survivors were all swallowing their saliva frantically, Han Feng took out two dried beef jerky sticks from his body and handed one of the dried beef jerky to Meng. After sitting in the bay, he chewed beef jerky and said slowly:

"If you want to go to the Fucheng Safety Zone, you are destined to meet me again. I am the actual controller of the Fucheng Safety Zone. If you can provide some more information about the brochure, then I can ask the Fucheng Safety Zone to send out The troops are coming to pick you up and take you to the Fucheng safety zone."

When Han Feng learned that Meng Wan'er and the others' destination was the Fucheng safety zone, he immediately made an offer they couldn't refuse.