"We haven't entered the trading market yet. I heard the person just now said that this is just a buffer city. I'm afraid it will be even more spectacular inside the trading market."

They pushed the cart and followed the signs on the road.

The workers passing by in a hurry did not stop because of their arrival. Most workers ignored them, but a small number of people glanced at them curiously, but after just one glance, they withdrew their gaze and continued to work.

Mind your own affairs.

The buffer city is huge, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of acres.

It has a square shape with a length and width of more than 5,000 meters.

While Chen Long and the others were amazed at the size of the buffer city, they were also observing the conditions of the construction sites above and below the fence.

"Brother Long, they are still working on construction in such a cold weather...it's quite hard." Bai Mao clicked his tongue and said with emotion:

"I just don't know if the trading bazaar will provide food to these people who built it in the past."

Chen Long glanced at the construction site behind him thoughtfully. They did bring some food, but they consumed a lot on the road.

I came here because I heard from people in the north that I could find a way to survive here.

"There should be, let's go to the trading market first." Chen Long replied.

Then they saw that no one around them cared about them, so they got on their bicycles and drove towards the gate of the trading market.

soon.

They arrived at the gate of the trading market.

There were only a few dozen people queuing in front, and within two minutes it was their turn.

Entering the Wengcheng, the Wengcheng is very neat and tidy, with one inspection after another and it looks very formal.

Their curious eyes widened and their minds were buzzing. After passing three tests, they came to the registration office to register.

The registration staff asked them some questions and then handed them a red team number plate with 10934 written on it.

This means that there are already more than 10,000 teams in the trading market.

Seeing this string of numbers, Chen Long took a breath. If this number was given to him in order, it would represent more than 10,000 teams in the trading market.

Even if there are only 10 people in a team, there are hundreds of thousands of people.

Hundreds of thousands of people!

In the end of the world, this kind of population is simply too outrageous!

They handed over their knives and weapons, but they did not need to hand in bicycles and other items, but they were asked not to park them randomly in the trading market, but to put them in a special area, otherwise they would be fined points.

They pushed their bicycles into the trading market and were instantly shocked by the scene in the trading market.

People are coming and going, and the houses are lined up in a very orderly manner.

Directly opposite is the business district, which is the most prosperous area in the trading market.

In the commercial district, many people were setting up street stalls, and the street stalls were surrounded by many passers-by.

There were strange-shaped signboards hanging in the sky, and because it was dark now, some businesses had already turned on their lights.

Chen Long and others looked at the scene in the trading market and could not recover for a long time.

Chen Long took a breath and murmured:

"This is the trading market!"

"Brother Long, there are too many people in the trading market! It's simply terrifying!" Bai Mao swallowed his saliva and said.

The other team members nearby also sighed with emotion:

"Yeah, how on earth did they build such a big place!?"

"Does the natural disaster have no impact on them?"

"I'll go. Look, there's a higher city over there. I don't know what's going on there."

.......

Chen Long looked at the guide board next to him. It said that newcomers to the trading market must read it.

The sign points to a row of notice boards under the edge of the wall.

There is a lot of information about the trading market there.

It includes an introduction to the trading market, matters needing attention, the use of points, etc.

On the bulletin board, some necessary folding sheets for newcomers were also printed, and newcomers can get one with their number plates.

"Let's go and take a look." Chen Long said to the team members behind him.

.......

Trading bazaar.

Business district.

Black Hand led a team of members and walked along the main road in the business district.

He was wearing a green vest, with a pistol on his waist, one hand in his pocket, and his head slightly raised.

The other hand held his butterfly knife, spinning and dancing in his hand in a beautiful arc.

This butterfly knife had been turned in when he first entered the trading market.

Later, after I went out to perform the northwest mission, I returned it to him.

After completing the northwest mission, he turned it in again, but when he received the position of patrol team leader, he received it again.

And he never has to turn it in later.

As a third-level personnel, even when not on patrol, you can still carry some cold weapons with you.

He can carry a butterfly knife like this with him.

This is the advantage of having a high level.

He was walking on the main road in the business district. When the survivors around him saw the green vest he was wearing, they all avoided him, fearing to offend him.

Being looked at with awe by these ordinary survivors made Black Hand feel happy.

But his face was still expressionless, looking calm and calm.

There was a sudden noise from the front.

"What the hell, you still want to buy and sell by force? The quality of your goods is so poor, and you still don't admit it when I come to refund it?"

"No, the shoes I sold you were obviously good, but you deliberately wore them out and you asked me to compensate you. Is this reasonable?"

"It's not because your shoes are of poor quality!"

"Damn it, look at these scratches, you obviously did it yourself!" The stall owner pointed at the scratches on his shoes and cursed.

"Shit, it wasn't like this when I bought it."

"Anyway, I won't withdraw. I pay the points with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. I haven't violated the rules of the trading market!"

Seeing that the stall owner refused to return the goods, the young man who was buying shoes rushed forward and grabbed the owner's collar, "I'll tell you carefully, you won't listen, right?"

The stall owner shouted sternly:

"Here comes someone, let's hit him!"

Then he lay on the ground, motionless.

The young man quickly took a few steps back and shouted to the onlookers around him:

"I didn't touch him. Everyone saw it. You can testify for me."

None of the onlookers around him paid any attention to him.

Most people looked at him as if they were watching a show.

There were also a few people who looked at him with some pity in their eyes, and thought to themselves: I guess it’s because of their heart, but they dare to pull someone’s collar?

and.

It's the end of the world. If you don't look carefully at what you buy, how about you imagine that you will get a refund seven days before the end of the world without any reason?

Still want the merchant to return the goods to you?

How about playing?

Young people are indeed easily fooled.

At this moment, Black Hand came over with his men.

.......
Chapter completed!