In the dark secret room, silence continued, Hua Yang did not speak, and Governor Cheng was also silent. However, Op whispered in Hua Yang's ear: "At this rhythm, mutant beasts and zombies will become stronger and stronger. What you need most now is time." Op 's voice became slow: "The mecha is very good, it is strong immediately when worn."

"Three hundred tons of grain can only be exchanged for 500 sets of mechas?" Hua Yang's voice was hesitant: "It's too little!"

"Greed is an original sin." Governor Cheng looked at Hua Yang quietly: "A person who is extremely hungry dares to do anything."

Hearing Governor Cheng's threat, Hua Yang laughed: "What can people huddled in the protective cover, those who dare not fight head-on with mutant beasts?" He said, revealing his white teeth: "The people in the Wasteland are not rabbits eating grass. If you come, that's great, we can change our taste."

People in the wasteland who have lived for half a year are like wolves who have recovered from their wildness, fierce and cunning, greedy and ruthless. Without the corresponding exchange of interests, they will not do good things.

"Argument will only delay our precious time, 1,000 sets!" Governor Cheng threw out his bottom line.

"The army was established in the three-three system, 1,000 sets of equipment are not enough for a regiment." Youlan flashed in Hua Yang's eyes: "It was you who came to us, not we need you. Three hundred tons of grain exchanged for 1,500 sets. Plus this No. 3 satellite." Hua Yang also gave his own bottom line.

"You are dreaming! The mecha team only has one brigade in Qingzhou. When killing the evolutionary beast, it loses one-third of its combat power. If you open your mouth, you will need a regiment, which is equivalent to half of the mecha team."

"Don't worry about rejecting me!" Hua Yang shook his finger: "If the equipment is gone, you can rebuild it. If the person starves to death, nothing will be gone! And you are confusing the public. The mecha team may only have two regiments, and the inventory of mechas must be more than three thousand pieces. The rations of the combat troops should be one to one five, or even one to two."

Governor Cheng remembered that behind Hua Yang was the old shang Wu Lu Heping. They knew better than themselves about the things in the army. A pair of eyes flashed, and thousands of thoughts turned, and the equipment could be rebuilt. If people were gone, they would be gone. The city was already full of food. As long as it matured, it would be a bumper harvest year. In the midst of meditation, Governor Cheng was shaken.

The omniscient and omnipotent Opp not only knows the equipment of the army, but also knows that he should take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory. With another blow, Governor Cheng will collapse. So he explained in Hua Yang's ear. Hua Yang immediately understood: "Now, not only Qingzhou is short of food. The whole country is short of food. New provinces, four provinces, Gansu provinces, and western provinces, they should be more anxious than you." As Hua Yang said that, he pretended to be relaxed: "The towers near the water do not necessarily have to get the moon first!"

Governor Cheng originally wanted to find Lu Heping, but he didn't expect that Hua Yang came. In the eyes of time travelers who have no bottom line, no ethics, and regard human life as a mustard, there is only interests, and only interests remain.

Governor Cheng, who was suffering from hunger, lost: "The deal is completed, but please send the food to the designated place."

Looking at the three-dimensional map, Hua Yang put his head: "No problem!" At the same time, the light flashed on his finger, and a mass of data link was inserted into the matrix: "This is a scarce material on the wasteland, and we use the corresponding grain to purchase."

Governor Cheng looked at the price list coming from Hua Yang, and his chest was filled with anger: "A energy box is only worth fifty kilograms of flour, you are taking advantage of the situation."

"Don't say so much." A wicked smile appeared on Hua Yang's face: "My name is buying at the bottom. It's a mutually beneficial thing. If you feel you lose, you can't sell it. After all, things are dead, and people are alive."

Seeing that Governor Cheng was silent, Hua Yang continued, "The catastrophe has begun. The people of the Wasteland will fight more cruelly with the mutant beasts and zombies. The Evolutionary Alliance can retreat, but we have nowhere to avoid it. We can only fight. If the lips die, the teeth will be cold. If we are in front of you, we will give you time. After all, your pressure will be reduced, and you can breathe for a longer time."

After the unsinkable city raised the protective cover, it did not expect to fall again. The walking zombies are the existence of survivors' nightmare. The ubiquitous viruses are willing to stay in the comfort zone before they were developed or cured, allowing the compatriots outside to fight to death. Even the soldiers guarding the army left the protective cover after receiving the military order, and the whole world was afraid of the virus.

The original unhappiness in Governor Cheng's heart disappeared in an instant. They were once the people under their command, and they were once taxpayers. They just didn't live in the provincial capital and lost the opportunity to enjoy peace. Every day, life disappeared in battle, and every day, tragedy happened to survivors.

Governor Cheng's eyes became softer, and when his lips died, the teeth were cold. With them in front of him, the city people could indeed live a relaxed life. Governor Cheng looked at Hua Yang and asked, "Do you have more food? If there are more, I can help you contact the other four provinces and let their governors purchase from you."

There are two bigwigs in the mountain spring valley, Leng Feng and Leng Ling, and Mo Cha, a monster who knows the chain of superpowers. With enough active marrow stone tubes, a group of 3,000 people can give birth to 3,000 acres of wasteland within four days and ripen to a bumper harvest in half a month. The yield per mu of wheat catalyzed by superpowers reaches 2,000 kilograms, and 3,000 acres of land is 3,000 tons.

Shanquan Valley not only grows wheat, but also grows high-yield potatoes. Potatoes ripened by superpowers are a monster of a big variety, with a yield of 20,000 jin per mu, and 3,000 tons of land can produce 30,000 tons in half a month. Potatoes are the most popular food in Shanquan Valley. With the three psychopaths in the plant system, plus the increase in electrolytic marrow and marrow stone equipment, the granary of Shanquan Valley is very full. Uncle Pan also planned to sharpen the area where superpowers can ripen according to the population ratio. As the three people gradually approach the second level, after the superpowers multiply ten times, the land they can ripen in half a month will increase by at least five times.

"Okay!" Hua Yang's eyes shone: "Shanquan Valley will encounter consecutive battles and integrate the survivors around it, so strong armed forces are needed. If any of you are willing to be volunteers, we are very welcome."

Hua Yang had to replicate the methods in 2013, win over the interests of the five provinces into a fist, absorb volunteers in a small scale, and use them to lubricate the relationship between the Spring Valley and the five provinces. The lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even the Evolution Alliance has checked and balanced the cities before they fell into the city. They must have a trump card unknown to others.

"Volunteer!" This strange and familiar word surprised Governor Cheng. Half a year has passed, but it is as long as several centuries. After the silence, Governor Cheng said silently: "Let me think about it and I will answer you in the afternoon." After that, he ended the call.

Sweat wet the back and Hua Yang breathed without having to force himself, whispered: "Have you fooled it?" The strength and greed he just showed were just to cover up his lack of confidence and at the same time diverted Governor Cheng's attention.

"I only fooled half of the city, but I have believed that you can represent the mountain spring valley. How can you hold on here?" Opp's voice was filled with deep worries. At this moment, Hua Yang was like walking a tightrope among skyscrapers. If you accidentally fell into the abyss, you would fall into the abyss and be doomed.

"Don't keep it here, it's very obvious to exchange for food and supplies." Hua Yang's face showed a faint smile: "The mountain spring valley is not short of food, supplies and equipment. After half a year of consumption, the unsinkable city may have eaten what can be eaten long ago! At this time, eating a bite is extremely important to them. Lu Heping and the others don't understand it, and they will think that this is the city's support to the wasteland, and asking for food is only a symbolic meaning. This level has been calculated temporarily!"

The thick alloy iron door opened, Lao Gou and Duan Ming's eyes flickered, both of them looking like they were reluctant to speak.

Hua Yang smiled relaxedly: "The city has thrown out a plan to exchange food for supplies, this is the price list." As he said, he opened a screen in the void with the help of a matrix, and the rows of price lists were dazzling.

"Turn another energy box for one bag?" Guan Ying exclaimed: "This support is too strong! What should I do for subsequent maintenance? What about charging?" The provincial capital city has a transformer centrifuge that charges the energy box, and the entire machine is six floors high.

"It takes only a bag of flour to recharge ten times. Urban people pay attention to it!" Duan Ming was amazed, and the old dog looked happy.

Only Hua Yang complained in his heart that it was because they were almost hungry, and of course they could not say such words.

The excited Duan Ming jumped up: "I want to tell Lu Heping this good news and tell all the survivors."

"Wait first!" Hua Yang had to interrupt Duan Ming: "Before the trade is completed, there may be variables. The people of the Wasteland are very sensitive and fragile, and they cannot be injured or injured."

Duan Ming looked at Hua Yang with a surprising look. He became more and more mature and thought about things more and more thoroughly. This is a good thing for Shanquan Valley.

Bags of flour are loaded onto a flatbed truck, and bags of deeply processed potato noodles are also placed in the carriage. The food produced in the earth has a long shelf life, and fresh and dried can fill the stomach. In order to store the food longer, some crops are dried and some crops are deeply processed.

The purchase orders of Qingzhou Province were transmitted. Apart from the trade reached, Qingzhou, which was hungry, even collected orders of 470,000 tons, reaching the 300 tons in front, reaching 5,000 tons of grain.

Looking at the long catalog, Duan Ming and Lao Gou were not calm. The industrial foundation of the wasteland was weak, and there was no high-tech industry. To put it bluntly, everything was lacking. The only thing that could be done was food. Trade could complement each other. Long-term life and inherent angles made Duan Ming and Lao Gou look at the things in the catalog with the inertia of thinking, and both felt that they had taken a huge advantage.

One hundred kilograms of flour were worth 200 yuan half a year ago. An energy box was worth 20,000 yuan half a year ago. Now, a bag of noodles was replaced with an energy box. It is too kind and righteous, too particular, too humanitarian!

People in the Wasteland do not know that they were looked up to by themselves and thought it was the unsinkable city of heaven. Now they are in a famine, the red line is tense, and there is no need to eat and don’t want to be hungry. Then they can only eat the same kind.

Under the cover of night, the protective cover still rumbled. The hungry survivors' eyes slowly turned red (to be continued).
Chapter completed!