Biochemical Left 4 Survival

At dawn, Fan Lewen and the others arrived at the trading market on the side of the square early.They have been curious about this trading market for a long time.

The square is huge, with more than a hundred stalls, large and small. Some stall owners looked haggard, with a little sallow, and their heads were slightly lowered, looking listless.It was still early, and not many people came to the market, which seemed a little deserted.No one likes to talk. Occasionally someone asks about the price, and the voice of the transaction is also abrupt in the early morning.It's not as quiet as an Exchange Square.

"Uncle, how can this be sold!" Fan Lewen picked up a pair of double-edged machetes and asked a middle-aged man who was frowning and sad.

When the middle-aged man saw a customer coming, he was shocked, and managed to lift his spirits up a bit, "No second price, if you don't have ten bags of rice, two bags of flour will not be exchanged!"

Fan Lewen was a little surprised. According to what he knew, ten bags of rice are very precious now. After all, those crops have just been planted, and there is still a long time before they mature.More and more survivors have defected to Q City. Most of the food that everyone relies on now comes from searching outside.

The current situation is the so-called too many monks and too little porridge!

Seeing Fan Lewen fiddling with the pair of machetes without saying a word, the middle-aged man became a little anxious, "Ten bags of rice and two bags of flour are really not expensive!" After finishing speaking, he sighed helplessly, and he had already sold them here. It has been several days, and the price has been dropping day by day, and it really cannot be lowered now.

This pair of machetes also has a history. According to his grandfather, it was made by a capable man in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China. There are technical limitations, and another important material is said to be extraterrestrial meteorites.

The catastrophe in China a hundred years ago really lost many folk skills.Later, there was a WG game, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Oh?!" Fan Lewen was interested. After listening to the middle-aged man's words, the hand holding the machete paused, and waved the machete casually a few times.

"Since what you said is so good, why don't you keep it for your own use!" After hearing those words, Dong Guoshun questioned, why don't you use this good thing for yourself!Businessmen just like to praise their own things, which is a good thing.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man sighed long, with a bitter face, "Isn't there anything I can do?" He explained his situation in detail.

It turned out that when the middle-aged man escaped, he took his wife and children with him, but his mother got abducted during the escape, and now she can only lie on the bed to recuperate. The eldest son is studying abroad, and the situation is unknown.Speaking of this, he looked sad.The younger daughter is only three or four years old, so she is considered old.

"Hey, now the burden of caring for the family falls on my wife." Thinking of his wife who shared the joys and sorrows, the accumulated brows eased a little.

"I'm getting old too, and I can't take the physical work anymore!" Thinking of the sun and rain on the construction site, I touched the newly grown callus in my hand, feeling sad for a while.How could he have suffered such a crime in his life!I think back then...

Fan Lewen interrupted his meditation, "This knife is not bad, it has killed many zombies!"

The middle-aged man was embarrassed, he would get hairy when he saw those things, let alone step forward to chop them with a knife!

He's just a writer, and he can't hold back what he can't handle, so it's better to exchange this knife for some food.

Dong Guoshun saw that Fan Lewen was a little moved, but he was a little bit reluctant to part with the food, so he said, "We don't have that much food, can we exchange it with you for zombie crystals? I heard that the above collects these things!"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed when he heard this. This zombie crystal is a good thing. Not every zombie has it. There are no rotten corpses that are swaying outside, and the flesh is falling all over the ground. Those who are fierce and agile, There are only mutated zombies, and those zombies, even if Jundui encounters them, it will take a lot of effort to take them down.

"Yes, yes!" The middle-aged man was full of joy.

Dong Guoshun took out the smallest zombie crystal and spread his hands, only to see the size of a glass marble.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, but then he was a little embarrassed, "Well, this is not just my ten bags of rice and two bags of flour! I should also exchange two more bags of flour."

It wasn't that he didn't want to be greedy for petty gains. He secretly glanced at the group of people in front of him. He probably just came to the base not long ago and didn't know the ratio of crystal exchange.When they reacted, it would be troublesome if they troubled him. Seeing if they could take out the crystals, they should be much stronger than themselves in terms of force.

Hearing that Dong Guoshun was stunned for a moment, at first he was thinking that this man was really honest, but then he thought about it, it turned out that he was afraid that he would make trouble for him afterwards!I don't want to worry too much about those two bags of flour.

"Then sell me this knife!" Fan Lewen picked up the dagger beside him and said.

"No, no, no!" He waved his hands again and again, this dagger is also very sharp, how can it be sold for the cheapness of two bags of rice!

In the end, Fan Lewen added another bag of rice to him, and it was over.

After the transaction was completed, the middle-aged man happily packed his bag and ran to the exchange office.

Fan Lewen glanced coldly, there were some greedy people around, two of them followed the middle-aged man, and some people looked at Dong Guoshun and his party with naked eyes, and slowly approached them.

Dong Guo and his wife, who were casually looking around, felt the malicious intentions of some people around them, and returned to Fan Lewen Dong Guoshun.

"Old man..." Dong Guo's mother tugged at the corner of her husband's clothes worriedly.

Dong Guo's father frowned, looked down, took Dong Guo's mother's hand, and patted it lightly, "It's okay, don't worry!"

Before Fan Lewen could express anything, Dong Guoshun snorted coldly, and glanced at the surrounding situation in disgust. There were such people everywhere, which reminded him of the unpleasant experience of being carjacked.

However, his attacking power lies in mental power, so it can't be intimidating at this time.

On one side, Fan Lewen stabbed the end of a wooden stick of a machete on the floor forcefully, only to see that the concrete floor was cracked, and the handle of the knife sank into the ground a little to the depth of a finger. Not to mention the people with malicious intentions, as expected, many people were stunned, and those few people looked at each other in surprise.

After a stalemate for a few minutes, no one was allowed to sleep, Fan Lewen turned the handle of the knife again when he saw this, sinking even more.

Only then did those few people leave in embarrassment, and the people who had been watching the excitement around laughed and laughed, and those people lost face even more.Before leaving, he glared at them several times, "Dayou, boy, let's wait and see."

"Young man, great strength!"

"Yes yes yes!"

"It's amazing!"

"..."

The originally deserted square suddenly became bustling. There were those who spat at those who left, those who scolded for nothing, and those who praised Fan Lewen, one after another.

Dong Guoshun didn't like it very much. It was fine to just watch the fun from the sidelines indifferently, but now it's so close to him.After reading it, he walked away, and he didn't have any ideas.

This is commonly known as an afterthought. When watching the excitement, you keep silent, and once the matter is over, you talk about it, telling the story of the matter, cursing those people for their injustice, and being filled with righteous indignation.Such things happen very often in peacetime, but they are very unpopular.

Gradually, there were more people, and everyone was busy with business, so they dispersed...

Everyone walked around a few more times, but they didn't see anything good. Also, they ran in such a hurry, how many things did everyone bring, most of them were food and clothing.

After a few more glances, they went back.

At night, Dong Guoshun solemnly told everyone that he wanted to go out to join the zombie killing team and go out to find supplies.

"Xiao Shun, are you crazy?" Dong Guo's mother couldn't believe it. For them, the current life is peaceful and peaceful. She is absolutely unwilling to let her son take risks.

"Son, we don't need anything. Don't risk your life!" Dong Guo's mother stood up suddenly, and took Dong Guoshun's arm. Only by looking under her nose can she feel at ease.This is her lifeblood!

He said hurriedly, "Now the world is in chaos, it's good that we can take care of ourselves." After saying that, his eyes were red.

Dong Guo's father was also hesitant to speak. He looked at his wife on the other side and his determined son on the other side. It was a dilemma and a headache.He stroked his forehead and didn't interrupt at all.

"Mom," Dong Guoshun felt uncomfortable when he saw Dong Guo's mother's red eyes.However, he really has to go out. He always has a bad feeling that those zombies are getting stronger and stronger. If they stay in peace like this and don't think about danger, sooner or later, they will be eliminated by this cruel world of.

These days in the base, their biggest achievement is that they know that zombies are divided into levels. The slow-moving, rotting first-generation zombies are T1, and the ones with greater strength and faster movements are T2. The most powerful one is T3. It is said that there should be T4, T5, and T6 on it.

Dong Guoshun thought that the one he met in the river, according to the size of the crystal, could be seen to be a T3 zombie, but they had never seen T4, T5, T6. Thinking of this, Fan Lewen and Dong Guoshun were in a bit of a mood Heaviness, it doesn't matter to them, there is still room if it doesn't work, but what about Dong Guo and his wife!

This time, Dong Guoshun proposed to go out, and he had discussed it carefully with Fan Lewen. They decided to take turns to go out, leaving one person to look after Dong Guo and his wife. It is very dangerous for two old people to stay in the base alone. Just look at today's situation. There is no shortage of bad guys anywhere.At that time, no one came out to speak.

However, Dong Guoshun and the others didn't think there was anything wrong with those people watching from the sidelines. If they were them, they would probably hide away like this, and it would be most unworthy to sacrifice themselves for strangers.

After talking about it, Dong Guo's mother reluctantly agreed.

Late at night, in a building in District B, there was a regular knock on the door on the third floor.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Knock knock knock!"

"..."

A young man at the opposite door opened the wooden door angrily, and shouted impatiently, "Who is this!"

Huh, I looked at the opposite door in the anti-theft door, and there was no one!

Touching his forehead, yawning, he closed the door and went in.

When he was about to fall asleep, he heard knocking on the opposite door again. He plucked his hair irritably, turned over and got out of bed, muttering non-stop. This is so immoral. This is, even the slippers Without any clothes on, he stomped on his foot and opened the door, closed his eyes and shouted, "Don't knock on the door, it's late at night!"

After looking at it, there was no one again, and my heart was terrified.With a tight heart, he quickly closed the door, ran to the bed, covered himself with a blanket and fell asleep.

In the room, a woman about 30 years old, with an honest and gentle face, was full of fear, her eyes were fixed on the door, her hands were clutching her trousers, and she was sitting on the floor with her knees hugged. .

Knock knock knock, knock knock knock...

In the middle of the night, a pair of weird red eyes glowed with excitement.