The fire flickered and the wood crackled as it burned.

The burning smoke was blown out by the windows opened at the front and rear.

A gust of wind blew, and Lin Muguang was hit by smoke.

He moved his position.

There were more than twenty people sitting in the room, and everyone remained silent.

After a minute, Lin Muguang finally spoke:

"What Lao Zheng said can be considered, but we have put a lot of sweat and effort into the crops we have grown in the past few months. It would be a pity to abandon this place and go to the trading market."

"Let's do this. After a while, when the crops mature, I will personally take the grain to the trading market to sell it. I will just talk to the people in their oil city. If we are given good jobs and good treatment, then we will collectively

Moved to the trading bazaar.”

"If not, then we will continue to stay here."

"I agree with Captain Lin's idea." Zheng Hanbing was the first to express his attitude.

"I agree too."

"Just do it."

"The method proposed by Team Lin should be the most realistic, and I agree."

.....

Everyone said something to each other, and the solution proposed by Lin Muguang basically won the support of everyone.

"It's just... people from the Golden Tiger Gang are targeting us, what should we do?" Zheng Zheng suddenly asked.

Lin Muguang raised his head and looked at the bright moon outside the window, and sighed with emotion:

"There is no other way. We are not as strong as others. Try to avoid them. In the future, please try not to leave the forest park to avoid being discovered by others."

"We won't go to the trading market for the time being. The things we have exchanged now are enough for us to use in the near future."

Zheng Hanbing frowned and asked: "What should we do with so many vegetables? So many vegetables are ripe, and we alone can't eat them all..."

"Dehydrated and sun-dried, it can be kept for a long time." Zhao Dongmei said.

Lin Muguang nodded and said: "Yes, slice it and dry it to make it look like dried vegetables."

.......

"Grass!"

"You damn old Wu, you fucking cheated on me again!"

Suicheng County, the largest second-hand electronic products street in the old city.

The streets were full of walking zombies, walking aimlessly.

Swish! Swish!

Occasionally, there are a few wall-climbing zombies, like Spider-Man, crawling around on the facades of street shops.

Ding dong!

A wall-climbing zombie jumped from the roof of the car onto the broken street lamp, and the broken bulb fell off.

It attracted the attention of other ordinary zombies around and walked towards this direction.

Boom!

The wall-climbing zombie jumped up and onto a scrapped vehicle below. The roof of the vehicle was squeezed and sank, making a clicking sound.

On this street, there is a shop that specializes in repairing and selling electronic products.

The glass door of the store was shattered, broken glass was scattered all over the floor, and a handful of stainless steel handles were torn off by someone unknown, leaving them hanging in the air and swaying in the wind.

There is a layer of paste on the floor of the store made of garbage, rotten leaves, and soil, which has been dried out by the recent hot weather.

Headphones, cell phones and computers are scattered everywhere.

But these electronic products all have one characteristic, that is, the surface is rusty, and most of the screens are broken.

The terrain of Suicheng County is relatively low. A river runs through the old and new urban areas. The old urban areas were flooded several times during heavy rains and floods in the past few years.

The last thunderstorm caused floods that lasted for three months, and all the shops on the first floor were flooded.

Looking at the street from outside the building, you can see traces of flooding on the facade, which was about as high as two stories high.

All the shops on the ground floor were destroyed.

These electronic products have been soaked for several months, and the electronic components inside are basically broken and can no longer be used.

The trading market now accepts various electronic products, and you can use these electronic products to redeem points.

The better the quality of the electronic product, the more points you can redeem.

When Gong Huo was at the trading market, he heard someone mention that there were things to pick up at the second-hand electronics market here.

So I came here yesterday, thinking that I could gain something and buy some delicious food during the Mid-Autumn Festival to reward myself.

Who would have thought that after coming here, they would find that the electronic products that seemed to be slightly better had been picked up by others, leaving only a pile of junk that could not be used at all.

Thinking of this, he felt extremely aggrieved.

He is a loner. It's not that he has no friends in the trading market, it's just that he doesn't know them well...

When he temporarily formed a team with others, he was also afraid that if he found something, his companion would cheat him.

He had suffered this kind of loss before, and after suffering it once, he did not dare to form a team with anyone.

He would rather be alone than someone who is stronger than him, he is afraid of being robbed and killed.

For those who are weaker than him, he is afraid of being held back by stupid teammates.

Not long after the apocalypse broke out, he once joined a small team, but the captain of that team, the Holy Mother, insisted on not giving up any team member.

One time, when a team member was surrounded by a group of zombies, they were all bitten, and they had to lead everyone to rescue him.

Gong Huo really couldn't stand Captain Diao, so he ran away without saying anything.

On the roof of the building, he watched with his own eyes that his team members were surrounded and devoured by zombies, and the whole army was wiped out.

Since then, he has understood the truth that there is no guarantee of safety when you have a team, especially when there is an unreliable leader who will lead everyone into a trap.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, he was currently in the dark warehouse, cursing and cursing Wu Laosan.

The more he scolded, the more uncomfortable he felt. It was a great day, but he was stuck in such a dark warehouse, and he couldn't even see the moon.

But he only dared to curse in a very small voice, for fear of bringing in the zombies outside.

Bah!

A furry object hit him on the head and slipped into his clothes.

He trembled all over and was about to scream, but his reaction speed was extremely fast.

Without hesitation, he pressed his hands on his stomach through his clothes.

Zhizhizhizhi——

After hearing this voice, his fear immediately dissipated, and joy suddenly surged into his heart.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Mouse!

God has eyes and sent me meat.

Rat meat is also meat. Its protein content is five times that of beef. It is low in fat, contains no cholesterol, and is nutritious and healthy.

hiss!

His stomach was bitten by a mouse, and he grimaced in pain.

Put down the sharp bayonet in your right hand, use your hands through your clothes, press the mouse's body with one hand, and press the mouse's head with the other hand.

Just like twisting a towel, use the friction of the clothes to twist it in the opposite direction and twist it hard.

The rat's neck was violently broken.

It wasn't until he was sure that he had squeezed the mouse to death that he slowly opened his clothes and took out the dead mouse from his stomach.

He took out the ultraviolet lamp from the package. He blocked the ultraviolet lamp with his hand, leaving only a little light exposed.

Shining light on the dead mouse, hehe, it is indeed a mouse, but this mouse is a bit thin, probably weighing less than a pound.

He checked the mouse to see if there was any blood. He carried a sharp bayonet and a dagger, but he didn't use them because he didn't want to bleed.

Where he is now is on a bustling street in the old city residential area. The bustling scene is that of zombies at night. The street outside is full of zombies. If he dares to kill the mouse with a dagger, he will probably smell the fresh blood in less than a minute.

The zombies will rush over.

He didn't know if the door of the warehouse could withstand the zombies outside.

Since the rat was killed by breaking its neck, there was no blood at all.

After checking again and again, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The mouse was wrapped in a piece of cloth and stuffed into the food area of ​​his backpack.
To be continued...