Eschatology: Raise a Man Into a Husband

Anyway, people can use materials that are not touched by zombies.

Why pay attention to so much?

He Yufan took out the flashlight from the space and walked into this dark supermarket to collect it.

For his son-in-law who was born in a good family, the name Collecting Materials now looks like a thief.

Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise his wise life would be ruined for a while.

More importantly, if his father knew, he would definitely jump up and scold him as a bastard.

He Yufan smiled at the thought of this.

Slowly stepped into the counter in front of him.

Like most shopping malls and supermarkets, the first floor is always reserved for the most beautiful women, whether it is gold or silver jewelry or cosmetics, nothing is not owned by women.

If it weren't for Song Fengfu's need for the gold, He Yufan would never touch the things that he couldn't eat or drink.

It took a dozen minutes for He Yufan to put the jewelry on the first floor into the space, and on the second floor, He Yufan quickly put the same food into his space.

From the first floor to the third floor, including the storage room, He Yufan put all the food into the space with little effort.

"This is all right, now to the next one." He Yufan just noticed that in addition to this supermarket, there are two supermarkets and large pharmacies in the other three corners of this pedestrian street.

Speaking of it, He Yufan felt that the use of medicine here in Song Fengfu seemed to be useless. After all, she had spiritual water in the space, and the medicine in the pharmacy seemed useless.

But after thinking about it, even if they don't use it, there will be others who want to use it. He Yufan plans to collect it without even thinking about it.

With him collecting supplies in City H, Song Fengfu can naturally use these supplies to exchange for some zombie beads.

Although it is said that the battle between the base on the island and the zombies is in full swing, after a large number of people have poured into this base, many people can't help but think of the idea of ​​using a caravan while exchanging supplies.

Especially this RV is like a salty rice cave to them, it can constantly spit out the food they need.

On a tall building some distance from the RV, several people drank the beer exchanged from the RV, and their faces gradually became drunk.

"Then there is a lot of food in the RV, if it belongs to us, we don't know how good it would be." How much wealth can a person stare at the RV under the roof and the car that can continuously spit out supplies?

"Yeah, we don't know how good it is." The other person has scars on his face, and his fierce eyes are staring at the supplies spit out from the RV.

I really can't figure out how the car spit out so many supplies.

"Brother, how about we find a way to get the RV over, so that we have the supplies and go wherever we want to go, why bother to go to that safe island?"

A young man had yellow hairs on his head, and his bleak eyes showed a wicked smile as if he had seen a beautiful woman.

"The safe island is still going, but we still find a way to get the supplies before we talk." The man called the brother just said this when everyone laughed, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and a few people suddenly flew up.

"Brother, brother, what happened, how did I fly?" One person was swept into the air by the wind, and suddenly lost the wind as a support under him, and fell as quickly as possible in the blink of an eye.

"Help...Help..." everyone shouted.

Watching myself fall sharply from a height.

Falling to the cold ground.

Suddenly several people heard the sound of their ribs being broken.

"Help...help...life." The young man who was occupied by pain felt a sharp pain, and couldn't help but yell.

There were people everywhere on the side of the road, frowning at the appearance of the young man and his brother at the moment.

"Young man, it's better to get up by yourself. Others don't have the strength to pull you up."

"Hold the grass, didn't you see that Lao Tzu was injured?" The young man knew how many ribs he had broken now. If he had the ability to get up on his own, it would be okay to say, the key is that he has no ability to get up at all.

The man sneered, "It's my **** that you are hurt, you are Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is still your Lao Tzu's Lao Tzu."

The man kicked the young man, forcing the young man to vomit blood.

Lu Jingxuan looked out from the driver's seat and was satisfied with the scene in front of him.

The idea of ​​daring to hit the RV must be awakened.

"Jing Xuan, the chicken soup is not enough, go to the space and kill a few chickens and make some chicken soup." Song Fengfu opened the mouth to Lu Jingxuan in the cab while sorting out the food he got from the space of He Yufan.

"Wait, I'm going now." Lu Jingxuan finished speaking, not paying attention to the outside affairs, and went into the space to pick up the frozen chicken that he had collected before and directly boiled the chicken soup.

As for the chickens in Song Fengfu's space, they were fed with spiritual springs and spiritual soil. How could they be easily eaten by those people?

After boiling a few frozen chickens, Lu Jingxuan heard another broadcast announcement as soon as he got out of the room.

"Urgent notice, there are only 2,000 people left to go to the safe island. Please collect 800 catties of food in one month and go to the military area to exchange tickets for ships."

"Urgent notice, there are only 2,000 people left to go to the safe island. Please collect 800 catties of food in one month and go to the military area to exchange tickets for ships."

In the afternoon, there was a radio sound from the base on the island again, and the people who surrounded the RV after listening to the radio became hot again.

"He holds grass for his ancestors, eight hundred catties of grain? Whoever has eight hundred catties of grain has long been hiding from the local owner, and where would they exchange it for a **** ferry ticket."

"Hey, there are less than two months left. If we can't board the ship, we will either be killed by zombies or be exposed to nuclear radiation. Anyway, it's all dead, so let me eat a good meal before I die."

One person suddenly jumped from the ground and rushed toward the line of supernaturalists.

He picked up the exchanged broth and poured it directly into his mouth, ignoring the churn of the soup.

Without precaution, the man was directly scalded to his esophagus, and died before he could say a word.

"Grass, this is what I traded with zombie beads, you **** want to roll aside and die, don't take advantage of Lao Tzu."

The person exchanging food kicked on the corpse and kicked hard.

The people around were silent for a while.

"Time is getting tighter and tighter." Song Fengfu felt the group of people outside constantly become agitated.

"Two thousand places, there are not only twenty thousand people left here, and two thousand places are probably not enough."

"I am afraid that from now on, the bases on the island will be in chaos." Lu Jingxuan listened to the radio, and the quota had become so tense in less than two or three days. It is estimated that many people want to take this opportunity to sneak into the safe island.