Chapter 685 Upgrading the Game 11

Fu Anan touched the zipper with her fingers, feeling like opening a blind box.

Fortunately, this little sheep is very strong.

Open the schoolbag, it's very fat inside!

Seven pieces of whole wheat bread, six bottles of mineral water, a box of anti-inflammatory powder, and three antibiotics.

In addition to these, there are grenades, bullets...

Add up all her own stuff.

Her current total assets are:

Whole wheat loaf: 7 pieces

Mineral water: 7.5 bottles

Hemostatic and anti-inflammatory powder: 1.5 boxes

Amoxicillin tablets: 4 tablets

Bullets: 406 rounds for rifles, 26 rounds for shotguns, and 10 rounds for sniper rifles.

Grenade: 1 piece

Raw fish: 2 pieces

Guns: 4 rifles, 1 shotgun, 1 sniper rifle, 1 small pistol

There are also mattresses, quilts, various seasonings, lighters, wood and other miscellaneous things.

A lot of supplies!

She is finally rich!

A dreamy smile appeared on Fu Anan's face.

In addition to these, she also found treasures on the corpses.

That's a body armor.

A black one with a bullet mark on it. Obviously, both of them were similar in the confrontation with guns just now, and this man won in terms of equipment.

But now this equipment is hers.

Fu An'an took off his body, put it on, and then put on a jacket to hide the appearance of the body armor.

This sudden harvest is more than the sum of her previous four days. If she robs a few more times, she should be prosperous.

Fu Anan thought to himself, then sat down and started eating. Being poor for too long, eating a whole loaf of bread and drinking a whole bottle of mineral water at one time feels like a luxury.

After extravagance, she searched in several rooms, trying to keep no grass.

It was really discovered by Fu An'an.

There are a lot of bullets scattered upstairs.

These should be the two players who were busy fighting and didn't have time to throw them away, so she picked them all up.

The number of bullets for the rifle has changed from 406 to 608, and there are two more boxes of shotgun and sniper bullets, 8 each.

Bullets and weapons are very rich, but six bottles of mineral water and six breads remind her that the material crisis continues to exist.

She packed her things and went on her way.

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There is no end to the one-way road.

Fu An'an turned on her watch again to look at the map.

After walking for five days, they are still on the periphery.

This time the map is too big.

After five consecutive days of trekking, her legs were sore and swollen, as if they were not her own anymore, and she moved forward mechanically.

Turned up a high slope again.

Fu An'an stood on the top and looked down.

The road ahead is not easy.

Although there are slight ups and downs in the terrain, it is wide, without any shelter, and it is as flat as a river.

Where to pass is a living target.

If you want to detour from the side, you have to take a long, long detour. Fu Anan looked around and found a hidden place to sit down.

It's best to go to this kind of place at night.

She took out a piece of bread from the space. I tore off a small piece, lay down in the grass and ate it bit by bit.

Reluctantly savoring the sweetness in his mouth, he put the remaining bread back into the space. There was the rustling of leaves in the woods behind.

Fu Anan turned around and hid herself deeper, completely buried in the haystack.

From behind her, a person came out, and slowly walked out of the mountain, about 50 meters away from her.

The man was wearing a shriveled backpack with a gun hanging from his chest. His brows were furrowed, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and he still stumbled when he walked.

One can tell at a glance that this is a player who is poorer than her.