"Twelve Boxes!"

Hearing Lin Feng say this number, the middle-aged man opposite the coffee table became shocked.

I thought it would be good if the young man in front of me could have three or two boxes of canned food, but I didn’t expect that the quantity would be so large.

Canned food is extremely precious in the end of the world. I took out twelve boxes to sell them at once. Even a fool can tell that Lin Feng is definitely not an ordinary person.

"I dare to ask the origin of this canned food..."

The middle-aged man’s name for Lin Feng has changed from the earliest little brother to the gentleman. Now, after hearing the quantity of canned food, he has changed it to a young master. You can imagine the influence of canned food. At a small moment, he can actually change a person’s identity, which shows how scarcity of materials in the end of the world has reached.

The middle-aged man looked at Lin Feng with his eyes squinted, drew a circle on the coffee table with his index finger, and asked cautiously.

It is obvious that those who can have so many canned foods will not be ordinary people. After three years of the apocalypse and supermarkets near the base have almost been consumed. It is almost impossible to explore new sources of food unless you leave the base and search for it very far away.

However, the farther away from the base, the more dangerous it is. There are a large number of zombies outside the base, and no one knows that any advanced mutant zombies appear. Not to mention ordinary people, even the cultivators at the base dare not take the risk of searching too far away from the base. The more unknown the place is, the more dangerous it is.

In today's lack of materials, it is definitely not ordinary people who can take out canned food, let alone a cultivator.

Lin Fengxian didn't say anything, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one, and the fragrance of tobacco immediately floated out.

The cigarettes came with Lin Feng and were kept in Lin Feng's pocket. Lin Feng did not take them from the supermarket.

Smelling the smell of tobacco, the middle-aged man across the coffee table stopped drinking tea, and his red rosacea twitched a few times, and then affirmed what he was thinking just now.

Cigarettes are even more of the luxury goods in the apocalypse, and only the big guys in the center of the base can afford it. The middle-aged man remembers that it has been a long time since the last time he smoked.

Seeing the middle-aged man's appearance, Lin Feng simply took out a cigarette from the cigarette box again and handed it to the middle-aged man.

Fearing that the cigarette fell on the coffee table, the middle-aged man hurriedly caught it, and his hands trembled a little. After igniting it, he took a slight sip, then closed his eyes, showing an extremely enjoyable expression.

"I'm not intimidated by the boss, I'm not from this base." After handing Dong Wu a cigarette, Dong Wu shook his head and said that he would not smoke, Lin Feng spoke again.

"During a large-scale hunting of zombies, my family and I were separated. Now they were rushing here, leaving in a hurry, not taking many white crystals, and living here, you know."

After spitting out a smoke ring, Lin Feng leaned lazily on the chair and said to the middle-aged man with his eyes squinted.

The smoke spreads in the air and then fades away.

Sure enough, after listening to Lin Feng's words, the middle-aged man said intimately.

Such a quantity of canned food will definitely not be in the hands of ordinary people. Lin Feng’s simple words not only concealed the origin of the canned food, but also warned the middle-aged man that Lin Feng has a family.

The End of the World Table can be connected to the Internet and has a map function. Even if you are lost, you can find it through contact. Lin Feng's words are warning middle-aged men not to have bad ideas. Lin Feng has power here.

When he walked out of the store, 360 white crystals were lying in the storage space of Lin Feng's Apocalypse watch. Looking at these white crystals, Lin Feng smiled.

The 12 boxes of canned food were sold at a price of 30 white crystals per box. Despite such a high price, the middle-aged man still smiled and sent Lin Feng and the others to the door of the store.

He promised that if the middle-aged man still wanted to sell canned food, he would definitely come here, but Lin Feng felt that the possibility was not very high.

He gave Dong Wu five white crystals, which was five times the promised before. Dong Wu was quite solid, and he refused to accept it at first. The two of them refused for a long time before accepting it.

"Brother Feng, I'll be with you in the future!"

Walking on the road, Dong Wu suddenly said to him with a sincere attitude.

It only took more than a day to know Lin Feng, but Dong Wu saw that Lin Feng was righteous and could give him 30 cans of white crystals and 30 white crystals as soon as he met him. It was enough for an ordinary person to live for three months without worrying about food and clothing. At Lin Feng, he just gave him someone he didn't know.

He originally promised to give Dong Wu a white crystal reward, but then gave so much more, and the price was just Dong Wu leading the way for him. Anyone could do such a thing.

In the end of the world, although human life is not worth much, the most important thing is trust and loyalty. Without these two things, it is difficult to survive in the pattern.

No matter how powerful a person is, no one can say that there is any danger in this model. If there are friends who can be trusted, the benefits will be self-evident.

Dong Wu did not consider whether Lin Feng was a family. He just said it sincerely just because Lin Feng was so kind to him.

"Go back and clean up and find a place to live."

Lin Feng glanced at Dong Wu without answering directly.

The problem of living is a big problem. The environment in the slums is too poor. Every few days, people with weak constitutions will starve to death or die of illness. Lin Feng did not want to die at the hands of zombies, but instead became infected or died of illness.

On the way, Lin Feng asked Dong Wu and learned that some people in the base have professions, such as doctors who treat people. The base will send troops and practitioners out to search for supplies every month, and sometimes they will search for some medicines and medical devices left before the end of the world.

After these things were brought back, a small hospital was established in the base. The hospital was controlled by the base leadership, and ordinary people had to pay a certain fee for medical treatment. Medical supplies were all taken by the base to go out for searching, and the charges were understandable. However, people without money had no choice. The base was not a philanthropist and could not provide free medical treatment.

If there is a hospital, doctors are needed. Those who were doctors before the end of the world were recruited to hospitals and can receive monthly salary.

Not only hospitals, but also some other public facilities in the base, which require professional talents. Therefore, there are many people similar to "white-collar workers" in the base who receive salaries and serve the base.

In this way, a gap between the rich and the poor is created. People with professions and capable people naturally have higher life, and those practitioners needless to say, live at the top of the base pyramid. Those who do not have combat effectiveness and technical ability become the lowest class of society and can only live in slums.

As they said that, the two of them came to the periphery of the slums. Since they were going to live in the living area, they naturally had to clean up their things, even though Dong Wu had nothing to clean up.

Lin Feng needs help now. He knew that he had just entered the end of the world and had only a little understanding of this world. Dong Wu looked more real. At least after getting money from selling canned food, Lin Feng did not see greed in his eyes. Even if Lin Feng gave him more than the Bai Jing promised before, Dong Wu tried his best to shirk it. Lin Feng could see that it was not pretended.

"Please let my child go."
Chapter completed!