Chapter 1558: Living Like a Mouse

The fire flickered, and the wood was crackling.

The burning smoke was blown away by the windows opened in front and back.

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

He moved his position.

There were more than 20 people sitting in the room, and they all remained silent.

After a minute, Lin Muguang spoke:

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

"How about this, when the crops are ripe in a while, I will personally take the grain to the trading market to sell it. It's a good opportunity to talk to the people in the oil city. If the jobs and treatment given to us are good, then we will move to the trading market collectively."

"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."

"Let's do it this way."

"Captain Lin's solution should be the most practical, I agree."

Everyone talked about it, and the solution proposed by Lin Muguang was basically supported by everyone.

"It's just that the people from the Golden Tiger Gang have set their sights on us. What should we do?" Zheng Zheng suddenly asked.

Lin Muguang looked up at the bright moon outside the window, and sighed faintly:

"There is no way. We are not as strong as them. Try to avoid them. In the future, everyone should try not to leave the forest park, so as not to be discovered by others."

"Don't go to the trade 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 can't eat them all by ourselves."

"Dehydrate and dry them, they can be kept for a long time." Zhao Dongmei said.

Lin Muguang nodded and said: "Yes, slice them and dry them in the air, and make them like dried vegetables."

"Fuck!"

"Damn Old Wu, you are screwing me again!"

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

The streets were full of zombies walking aimlessly.

Swish! Swish!

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

Ding-dong!

A wall-climbing zombie jumped from the roof of a car onto a scrapped street lamp, and the already broken light bulb fell down.

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

Dong!

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

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

The glass door of the shop was broken, and the ground was full of broken glass shards. I don’t know who tore the stainless steel handle, which was suspended in the air and swayed with the wind.

There was a layer of paste mixed with garbage, rotten leaves, and soil on the ground inside the store, which was dried by the hot weather recently.

Headphones, mobile phones and computers were scattered everywhere.

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

Suicheng County is originally low-lying, and a river runs through the old and new urban areas. The old urban area was flooded several times in the heavy rains and floods in the past few years.

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

Looking at this street from the outside of the building, you can see traces of flooding on the facade, which is about two floors high.

The shops on the ground floor were completely wiped out.

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 collects various electronic products, which can be exchanged for points.

The better the electronic products, the more points you can get.

Gong Huo heard someone mention that there are things to pick up in the second-hand electronic product market here when he was at the trading market.

So he ran here yesterday, thinking that he could get some harvest, and buy some delicious food to reward himself during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

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

Thinking of this, he felt very frustrated.

He was a lone ranger. It was not that he had no friends in the trading market, but his friends were not that familiar.

He was afraid that if he found something, he would be stabbed by his companions.

He had suffered this loss before, and after it happened once, he dared not team up with anyone.

He would rather be alone. He was afraid that people who were stronger than him would be robbed and killed.

He was afraid that people who were weaker than him would be dragged down by stupid teammates.

Not long after the apocalypse broke out, he once joined a team, but the captain of that team was too saintly and believed that no team member could be abandoned.

Once a team member was surrounded by a group of zombies and was bitten, he had to take everyone to rescue him.

Gong Huo couldn't stand the captain, so he ran away without saying a word.

On the rooftop, he saw with his own eyes that his team members were surrounded and devoured by zombies, and the whole army was wiped out.

From then on, he understood a truth: being in a team is not necessarily safer than being alone, especially when there is an unreliable leader who will lead everyone into a pit.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, at this moment, he was in a 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!

Something furry hit him on the head and slipped inside 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.

Rat!

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 the 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 in the opposite direction and twist hard.

He broke the rat's neck forcefully.

It wasn't until he was sure that he had twisted 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 and covered it 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 less than a pound.

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

Where he is now is on a bustling street in the old city residential area. The bustling scene is the bustle 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 rat was wrapped in a piece of cloth and stuffed into the food section of his backpack.

After finishing all this, he opened his shirt and saw a small triangular mark, which was still an equilateral triangle.

"TMD" There was some worry in his eyes, fearing that the rat was sick and infected with the plague virus.

If there is no virus, there is also fear of wound infection.

He carefully poured some water from the thermos cup and poured it on his stomach wound.

Alcohol is too expensive and requires ten points.

The medicine is also expensive and he can't afford it. He only has 3.8 points in total now.

"What a loss!" Gong Huo took out half of the leftover tortilla from his lunch bag.

He ate the tortillas slowly, biting into a piece and holding it in his mouth until the saliva soaked the tortilla before he swallowed it, occasionally taking a sip of water.

Eating in this way allows the tortillas to be fully mixed with saliva, digesting them better, and extracting every nutrient to provide him with energy.

He ate for more than half an hour and only ate a quarter of the corn tortilla. He wrapped the rest in cloth and took it for breakfast tomorrow.

As for rats, you can roast rat meat at noon tomorrow, which can be regarded as meat-free this month.

His stomach hurt slightly where the mouse had bitten him. He leaned back behind the warehouse door and turned off the ultraviolet light.

The moon is very bright today, and the moonlight outside shines into the store and is reflected through the walls of the store into the gap in the warehouse door.

Although the moonlight has become very faint after all this hard work, at least in this warehouse where you can't see anything, the moonlight coming through the gap under the door is the only light in the warehouse.

Looking at the dark warehouse and smelling the strong musty smell, Gong Huo was in a daze.

My mind was thinking wildly. At first, I was worried about whether being bitten by a mouse would cause inflammation and infection. Later, I was thinking about how to eat the mouse at noon tomorrow.

He fell asleep thinking about it.

He dreamed that he was lying on a comfortable sofa, watching a bloody TV series on TV. The doorbell rang, and he got up and went to the door to get takeout.

There were a lot of lobster barbecue, beer and mutton skewers. He took these foods and returned to the comfortable sofa, eating late night snacks while watching a bloody TV series, and his mouth was full of oil.

Just when his stomach was full from eating and he was tipsy from drinking, a tall and hot beauty wearing loose pajamas walked out of the bedroom door. She looked at him pitifully and said:

Husband, why aren't you asleep? Come in quickly.

He imagined wiping the oil stains on his hands and mouth, holding his wife's little hand and getting into the room to work.

In his sleep, he was drooling and had a look of enjoyment on his face, as if he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

Oil City.

Zuo Ruxue, Xiao Hu and others who transported food and oil from the north returned here before dark.

The imperial concubine joined the transportation brigade, so she also returned to the trading market.

The dinner here in Oil City is much better than usual, but it is not as good as the one at Da Zhangshu Headquarters Base.

Su Qian and the people in the cooking team worked hard for a long time and made quite sumptuous food for everyone.

The vegetables in the ancient cemetery are also ripe, and there are people selling wild vegetables at the trading market every day.

Therefore, level 123 personnel in Oil City can also eat fresh vegetables.

No one was allowed to drink in the oil city, but they just gathered in the cafeteria to have a sumptuous dinner.

Uncle San talked to everyone, and then they were busy with their own things.

Today's trading market is very lively, with a bustling crowd. Some shops even made a few lanterns with paper and hung them up.

The imperial concubine stood on the wall of the oil city, looking at the lively trading market not far away, with a glittering look in her eyes, and said with emotion:

"Leaving less than three months ago, the trading market has become like this! The change is too big!"

Old Huang smoked a cigarette and slowly exhaled white smoke.

"Yes, I was also surprised when I came here a while ago. I have to say it's a miracle."

The imperial concubine glanced at Old Huang and joked with a smile:

"Manager Huang, you are now the manager of the trading market. I am also amazing. I can even talk to Manager Huang."

"You girl, the dinner tonight can't stop your mouth!" Old Huang cursed.

Then he said with some worry:

"You said you were doing well in the North, and being a militia captain was so comfortable, but you had to go to the transport brigade, running outside all day, and the risks increased exponentially, what was the point?"

The imperial concubine's eyes were firm: "For freedom, because I like it."

"You, you, I don't know what to say to you." Old Huang pointed at the imperial concubine with his yellowed index finger, shook his head and sighed repeatedly.

The imperial concubine saw that Old Huang wanted to say something about herself, but didn't know what to say about herself. It was obvious that she felt cared for. Old Huang looked like her father at this moment.

"Hahaha, if I didn't join the transport brigade, you wouldn't be able to see me during the Mid-Autumn Festival." The imperial concubine's voice was light, and anyone with a discerning eye could hear that she was in a good mood at this time.

Old Huang paused while smoking, "Pay more attention to safety in the future. It's okay to be a little cowardly when you need to be cowardly. The most important thing is to save your life."

It would definitely not be good if others heard what he said.

But he still said it, which shows that he really regarded the imperial concubine as his own, so he said such heartfelt words.

The imperial concubine felt a little warm in her heart and nodded, "Okay."

Xiao Ye walked over from the other side of the wall and said to the imperial concubine excitedly:

"Sister Imperial Concubine, let's go to the trade market, it's so lively outside."

"There is a ring match worth watching tonight, Shen Xiaoxiao vs. Liu Wenlong."

The imperial concubine asked in confusion: "Ring match? What is it?"

Xiao Ye quickly explained: "Oh, it's a fight, two people on the ring, fighting with their bodies without weapons."

"Now many people from the combat department and the militia department often go there to participate in duels, and the survivors in the trade market will also participate. It's exciting to see every punch hit the flesh!"

Since Li Yu watched the ring match that time, he had an idea to use the existence of the ring match to hone the close combat strength of the members of their own team.

At the same time, they can also select some people with good strength from these survivors and recruit them.

The imperial concubine asked again with some doubt: "I remember, isn't Shen Xiaoxiao working at the gas station?"

"It's okay, you can go as long as you want. It would be a waste if Sister Shen doesn't go with her strength." Xiaoye said excitedly, "Let's go."

The imperial concubine was also aroused with curiosity, so she said hello to Lao Huang, and followed Xiaoye down the wall to the arena.

(asking for monthly tickets)