Chapter 1502 The Spy's Shock, Oh My God!

Noontime sun.

A group of survivors with haggard faces, untidy beards, and carrying Chongtianpao brand fertilizer bags stood on the black asphalt road.

The clothes they wore were extremely tattered, and one person's pants even showed half of his buttocks.

And from the traces of damage, it can be seen that they were worn rather than cut.

There was black mud in the gaps between their fingernails.

Some people wore shoes made of Baohaha mineral water, which were made by flattening plastic bottles and stringing them back and forth with several ropes.

The strong smell of sweat was exuded from their bodies, and it could be smelled from a few meters away.

After being transformed by Lao Gao in the past few days, Hong Gongcao and his group have become a team that looks more like survivors than ordinary survivors.

Everyone has his own name and has compiled his past life experience.

All of them are workers in mold factories. After the outbreak of the apocalypse, they have been displaced and wandered from Bashu to here.

"Captain, we should have figured this out, right?" Da Zhuang said to Hong Gongcao in front of him.

Hong Gongcao looked around nervously when he heard this title.

He was relieved when he saw that the nearest person was more than ten meters away from them.

Hong Gongcao walked to Da Zhuang, grabbed his collar, and whispered angrily:

"Fuck, I told you not to call me captain, call me Brother Hong!"

"But the captain may not necessarily do that," Da Zhuang wanted to refute.

Hong Gongcao tightened his collar, "I said, listen to me! Otherwise, go back! Damn Da Zhuang, don't talk, okay!"

Da Zhuang scratched his head and grinned, "Okay, listen to you, Brother Hong."

"That's better." Hong Gongcao loosened his collar.

They stepped on the black asphalt road, their eyes full of horror.

This is still outside the trading market, and they are so extravagant as to pave the road with asphalt?

Their performance is very similar to that of many survivors who came to the trading market for the first time.

But when they have been in the trading market for a long time, they will know that there are thousands of zombies buried under this black asphalt ground.

And this asphalt ground was formed by using oil arrays to burn zombies in the previous thunderstorm disaster.

As they approached the trading market, the walls of the trading market in their eyes became taller and taller.

The closer they got, the more they could feel the majesty of the wall.

"Thirty meters?"

"Of course, thirty meters. Look at the wall, it seems to be still being built and raised. Why is it so high? It's only a dozen meters over there."

"Shut up!" Lao Gao glared at the man after hearing it.

The team member also realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly shut up.

There were some scattered sand and gravel on the asphalt road, which were dropped by the outgoing transport team.

Outside the trading market, the road was very wide.

They came from the west and followed the large group in front.

After walking for more than ten minutes, they finally reached the main gate.

The main gate is on the east side, and any survivor who wants to enter the trading market can only enter through this door.

There are four doors in the trading market, but for the convenience of management, only this door is opened.

They followed a small team in front and lined up to stand at the end of the team.

Hong Gongcao looked at the small team of six people in front and hesitated for a few seconds. He still planned to go over and ask them.

"Hey, buddy, this is the trading market, right?" Hong Gongcao walked to the front and asked the man with long hair in front.

The man raised his head and looked at Hong Gongcao from top to bottom, and then looked at the group behind Hong Gongcao.

His eyebrows were lowered, "New here?"

"Yes, yes, yes, we heard that there is a trading market here and there is a way to make a living, so we came here. Is it really safe to trade here?" Hong Gongcao heard the other party's response and asked quickly.

The long-haired man said with a little pride:

"Of course, this is a trading market, you can buy anything you want here, but I think you guys may not have enough purchasing power."

"By the way, what can you do?"

Hong Gongcao's eyes turned, and he quickly said: "Can you drive and make molds?"

"The two professions you mentioned, one is saturated, and the other is useless. What can you buy and trade?" The long-haired man glanced at him.

"Let me remind you that you have to pay a certain entrance fee to enter the city. You may not be able to enter in this state."

Hong Gongcao's face froze, and he asked awkwardly:

"How much is the entrance fee?"

The long-haired man said:

"I feel sorry for you, so I'll say a few more words to you. Our trading market is still very friendly. The entrance fee is generally deducted by food.

But the manager of the trading market probably thinks that many survivors at the bottom cannot afford the fee, so he gave another option.

That is to replace the entrance fee with labor. Look, do you see the man carrying wood over there? You can use a piece of wood to deduct it."

"Wood?" Hong Gongcao was a little confused.

Wood can also be used to deduct the entrance fee.

"Yes, wood, you can just chop trees." The long-haired man replied impatiently.

Hong Gongcao nodded thoughtfully and said:

"I understand. Thank you, brother."

"By the way, brother, how many people are there in this trading market?"

The long-haired man was asked many questions, and he was obviously a little impatient. Faced with Hong Gongcao's questioning, he looked a little unhappy.

"Brother, you have such a handsome hairstyle. Where did you get this hairstyle?" Lao Gao saw the displeasure on his face and hurriedly came over and asked.

The long-haired man felt quite happy when he heard his compliment.

"I made it myself. How do you like it? Does it look good?" The long-haired man flicked his bangs, exposing his forehead.

Lao Gao quickly gave a thumbs up and said: "It looks good, it looks so good. I want to have a hair style like yours."

The long-haired man raised his eyebrows when he heard this and took a closer look at Lao Gao's hair.

Suddenly he came close and touched Lao Gao's hair.

"The quality of your hair is okay, but you'll have to wait until your hair grows to get a hairstyle like mine. I can style it for you for free."

"You are very discerning. To be honest, I actually want to open a barber shop in the market, but I don't know if anyone with taste like you will come to me for a haircut.

My elder brother said that it’s the end of the world now and no one wants to spend points on haircuts here, but I always feel that there must be people who have this need. Some people with high status or money will definitely pay attention to their image.

Look, it doesn’t cost anything to cut my hair, don’t you think?”

Lao Gao was the only one to compliment his hairstyle, which made the man very happy.

As soon as he was happy, he told them all about opening a barber shop in the trading market, which he had hesitated for a long time.

Hong Gongcao and the two also got some information from it.

integral?

"What points?" Hong Gongcao asked doubtfully.

The long-haired man asked: "Do you think I can open a barber shop in the trading market?"

"I ask, what are points?" Hong Gongcao continued to ask.

The long-haired man didn't seem to hear Hong Gongcao's question and continued:

"Actually, I'm also confused, but, this doesn't cost anything. Someone should have a need to cut their hair, right?"

"Let me ask, what are the points?" Before Hong Gongcao could finish speaking, he was stopped by Lao Gao.

Lao Gao had sincere eyes and said to the long-haired man:

"Handsome guy, I think you should do it first. You will know the result only after you do it. Don't be afraid of failure. Failure is failure if you don't take action. Since there is no cost, then I think you should open a barber shop."

The long-haired man was encouraged by Gao Zhao, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to become more confident.

He patted Lao Gao hard on the shoulder.

"Brother, thank you!"

Lao Gao laughed and said: "But I'm afraid there aren't many people in this trading market. There aren't that many people."

"impossible."

The long-haired man said confidently: "There are fifty to sixty thousand people in the trading market, not to mention those ordinary fifth-level personnel, fourth-level personnel, or the Ax Gang, Water Dragon Society, Tingfeng Tower, Explorers, Cold-Blooded Army, Tattoo Gang, etc." There will always be demand from the middle and high-level people in power!

Besides, what about the people in Oil City! They can definitely afford it! "

When Gao Zhao and Hong Gongcao heard the figure of fifty or sixty thousand people, their eyes were full of shock.

So many people!

Mist grass!

There are not so many combat personnel and support family members in the entire northwest, not even half.

There are 50,000 to 60,000 people in just one trading market here?

Lao Gao keenly heard one point from it, level four personnel.

What is this?

"Brother, are you a level 4 personnel? What exactly is this level?" Gao Zhao asked.

Upon hearing Gao Zhao's question, the long-haired man said with some pride:

"I told you that you have vision. I am a level four personnel. During the thunderstorm and natural disaster, my eldest brother and I were about to starve to death. It was even worse than you are now. We risked our lives behind the wall to block the zombies.

I became Level 4 after the thunderstorm ended. Ha ha ha ha.

These level four personnel do not have to pay entry fees. We are different from you. "

"What are these points?" Gao Zhao asked quickly.

He wanted to do everything possible to learn about the trading market and oil city.

If you know yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

The more you know about the trading market and oil city, the better you can grasp the breakthrough point.

"Points."

The long-haired man explained: "Points, you can understand them as the currency in the trading market."

"When you buy and sell things here, you have to pass points. Points are actually money."

Gao Zhao was secretly shocked. Is this trading market already so developed?

It is possible to issue currency. The most important thing for issuing currency is trust endorsement.

What is the trust endorsement of the trading market?

So he asked: "Aren't you worried that one day you won't be able to use these points?"

The long-haired man smiled, pointed at the tall wall and said:

"Have you ever seen a force more powerful than Oil City?"

This question is obvious. What he means is that Oil City is the strongest.

Lao Gao reacted quickly, "I haven't understood it before, I don't know very well, but he looks so strong now."

The long-haired man said proudly:

‘That’s natural. Oil City is the strongest. It was able to withstand horrific thunderstorms and save nearly 100,000 people in the trading market. ’

"If it weren't for the trading market, we people wouldn't be able to withstand the thunderstorm and natural disasters outside."

Gao Zhao was silent.

He had not experienced any natural disasters outside the northwest, but the thunderstorm disaster he experienced really impressed him deeply.

He couldn't imagine that in the inland central plains, there were dense zombies.

How did they survive such a horrific disaster as a thunderstorm and natural disaster?

He suddenly felt flustered.

Although they were in the northwest, the surrounding forces either surrendered, merged into their forces, or were destroyed.

But there are too few zombies in the northwest, really too few.

I have never experienced the dual threat of such a terrifying zombie wave + natural disaster.

and.

Oil City is a force that has survived countless natural disasters and zombie waves until now. The people here must have extremely rich combat experience and strong willpower.

While he was thinking, he unknowingly reached the entrance of the trading market.

The entrance is very large, with several roads running parallel to it.

At this moment, a truck full of wood was driving in.

The long-haired man looked at Lao Gao and said:

"I don't think you can afford to pay the entrance fee. I like you quite a lot, so I'll pay it for you, and forget about the others."

Lao Gao quickly asked: "It's our first time here and we don't have points. Can we substitute it with something else? For example, food, biscuits, etc."

The long-haired man raised his eyebrows, looked at Lao Gao curiously and said:

"Do you have cookies?"

"Yes, that's it." Lao Gao quickly opened the plastic bag, revealing dozens of biscuits inside. However, most of these biscuits were broken and crushed, and the appearance was not very good.

The long-haired man glanced at Lao Gao in surprise.

"I didn't expect you guys to be quite capable!"

Lao Gao was shocked. He originally thought that this was low-key enough.

Unexpectedly, I brought dozens of biscuits and was said to be quite capable.

Rolling his eyes, he quickly replied:

"Isn't this good luck?"

The long-haired man smiled and said, "I know, I know, opening treasure boxes. I have opened treasure boxes before. The year before last, I was in a vending machine in a building and found a bottle of Coke and a pack. Potato chips. Oh my god! You don’t know how good it is!”

"That's really cool." Lao Gao agreed.

The long-haired man patted Lao Gao on the shoulder, "You are a nice person. Let me introduce you formally. My name is Qiao He, a level 4 personnel! I live in Building 7, East District. Come and see me when you have time."

Lao Gao nodded quickly and said, "My name is Gao Gaozhao."

He originally wanted to come up with a fake name, but he thought about it carefully.

No one knows them after entering the trading market. What's the difference between real names and fake names.

If you call someone by a false name, problems may arise.

The nine of them had to remember each other's fake names, so if they remembered each other wrongly, their secrets would easily be revealed.

It's better to call them by their real names, since no one knows them anyway.

"Gao Zhao? Are you a lucky star?" Qiao He, a young man with long hair, said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Gao Zhao was a little confused.

"Lucky stars shine!" the long-haired man laughed.

As he spoke, he mysteriously said to the two people behind him:

"You have come to the trading market at the right time. After entering, what you see will definitely subvert your imagination! Especially at night, you must go to the business district at night. I believe that you can go there anywhere else. Nowhere else can you experience this feeling.”

"How do you feel?" Hong Gongcao, who had been unable to speak, asked curiously.

Qiao He raised the corners of his mouth, "You'll find out when you go there."

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