Apocalyptic Starship

Chapter 270: Another Chaotic Camp

"You don't have the final say here, girl, get out of the car and go in, otherwise I don't mind detaining you at our checkpoint for a few days, hahaha~"

"Hahaha~~"

A group of miscellaneous personnel with guns hanging diagonally laughed, staring at Zhang Xiaowen with green eyes.

Zhang Xiaowen sighed helplessly, opened the car door and walked out. When everyone thought that Zhang Xiaowen was submissive and dared not resist, they saw Zhang Xiaowen grab a thug's iron rod, twisted it into a twist in her hand and folded it a few times. The iron rod was not a layer of iron sheet coated with paint, but a solid iron rod. This strength showed that he was a mutant who was not easy to mess with.

"Uh... this girl, I don't know Taishan, please come in, you don't have to hand over anything, please..." The man and several lackeys quickly made way. The man had seen mutants before, but only those with higher strength could do this, and the number of people who could do this in the camp did not exceed a pair of hands, so he couldn't afford to mess with them.

Zhang Xiaowen bent down and sat in the sports car. She stepped on the accelerator, and the engine roared as she drove onto the bridge and headed straight for the camp.

"Well done, I thought you needed me to solve it."

"I learned this from you. You told me that force is the universal language in the universe, and it works very well."

"…………"

Mofang was speechless. He had learned a lot of violence, but he didn't discourage her enthusiasm because it was very practical.

Driving across the bridge and entering the camp, Mofang found that there were more than 6,000 people here, most of whom lived in shacks. The original farmers' houses had become temporary villas, and all kinds of luxury goods were piled up in the houses. Except for a rural road, the rest were dirt roads. I didn't expect there was a market here. Zhang Xiaowen drove straight to the market. It was estimated that no one would take out food from those shacks and house areas.

In a luxurious house.

A big man sleeping between two beauties was awakened by the sound of a walkie-talkie.

"Hiss... Fourth Master! Are you here~"

"Tell me, if there's nothing to bother me, I don't mind throwing you into the river, if there's anything to do!"

"Yes, yes, I'm going to reply to Fourth Master. I found a beautiful woman driving a sports car today. It seems to be the second-level mutant you mentioned. She's very strong. The iron rod of Ma Zi was twisted into a twist in a few strokes. Not many people in our camp can do this. I'm thinking that you are recruiting talents, so I'll report to you quickly. And that girl is definitely hot, with long legs and a thin waist, tut tut~" The sloppy man on the other end of the intercom said carefully.

"Second-level mutant? Well, this is good news, I'll give you some benefits later."

"Thank you, Fourth Master~ Thank you, Fourth Master~"

When the big man called Fourth Master got up, he pinched the two beauties, causing two screams. Then he reluctantly left the warm bed and took his men to find the sports car that had just come in.

There is a "commercial street" near the shack area. It is called a commercial street, but it is just a slightly wider dirt road. There are some shacks and stalls on both sides of the dirt road. Today, for the first time, a cool sports car drove into the commercial street. The unique engine roar made the pre-apocalyptic car fans intoxicated. When they saw that the person who got out of the car was a beautiful woman, they felt more like a car show.

Zhang Xiaowen got out of the car, and immediately, a strange mecha and a pistol in the holster on her thigh made people's eyes bright, which was quite like the imagination of a beautiful warrior.

"This smell... It really smells like a camp."

This place is almost the same as the original Xin'an Town camp in Jiangcheng. Dirty water flows everywhere and the stench is overwhelming. Zhang Xiaowen even doubts whether she can find the food she needs here. Even if she finds it, whether she dares to eat it is another matter. Frowning, she let the magic cube stop in an open space and went to the market by herself.

There are many things and they are very mixed. There are not only food, but also some soaps, toilet paper and other daily necessities, as well as guns. Several strong men are bargaining at the gun stall.

"Beautiful lady, look at the new box of cosmetics I found. There are also hairpins and other things here..."

"Antiques for sale at a low price~ Antiques for sale at a low price~ When order is restored in the future, you will quickly become rich, just five kilograms of rice..."

"Fresh steamed buns~"

"Steel knife~ Chop zombies one by one..."

I really can't eat that steamed bun after seeing it. I don't know what they mixed with the white flour. It's gray and dirty. They also said that eating one will fill you up for a whole meal. That's because it's stuck in your stomach and can't be digested, okay!

Walking to a gun stall, Zhang Xiaowen picked up a pistol and looked at it. I don't know if these people don't understand or are lazy. There is no gun oil at all. There is a sense of stagnation when pulling the bolt. This kind of pistol that can jam at any time is taken out to fight zombies. It's really a life-threatening game, playing with your own life.

Seeing these guns, and then thinking about the guns that the Rubik's Cube gave me, it's completely the difference between diamonds and iron beads.

In addition to selling sundries, there are also some women who are forced to sell meat to support themselves in the commercial street. They stand in front of the shack and wave weakly to the men who often go out to collect supplies. Occasionally, if they see someone they like, they will go into the shack. The sound can be heard on the other side of the street. When they go out, they pay for a pound of rice and flour. Of course, there are also those who bully the weak and don't pay. There is one in front of me.

"Ma... give me back my food... do you still have a conscience..."

"Haha! Can conscience be eaten? I just robbed you of the money you made, so what? Who dares to say no to me! Haha~"

On the dirt road, a disheveled woman with disheveled hair and tattered clothes tightly grasped the bag in the hand of a sloppy man, dragging it two or three meters on the ground without letting go. Not only did no one help the onlookers, but they also made sarcastic remarks beside them, saying that they would learn from the man surnamed Ma to take the food away without paying next time. The faces of the other women standing at the door of the shack were full of desolation.

"Damn it! You are as thin as a skeleton and smelly. If I couldn't find a better one, I wouldn't come to you. Let me go. If you don't let go, I will chop you, bitch!"

"Let go... This is mine... Wuwu... Let go..."

"I will slap you to death..." Before the man surnamed Ma could finish.

Pah! A loud slap sounded, and it was the sloppy man surnamed Ma who fell to the side of the road with his head tilted, face down and full of mud.

Zhang Xiaowen bent down to pick up the small cloth bag of food and put it in the woman's hand. She also stuffed her only remaining coarse grain cake into the woman's hand. The woman holding the bag of food and the coarse grain cake sobbed and cried and thanked Zhang Xiaowen. This scene made Zhang Xiaowen feel suffocated. It was one thing to be able to think of this situation, and it was another feeling to see it with her own eyes. If she didn't have the Rubik's Cube, would she be like this...

"Ah... my teeth..."

The man stood up with a mouthful of blood, and spit out three or four teeth.

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