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I only regret that I have less money when I use it... No, I should say that I always hate that I have less money.

Yang Yi found that his property was only enough to pay for two dog-legged knives and a two-handed sword. He was originally complacent and had assets, but he became poor and poor today. The purchasing power of gold was indeed not very good in the end of the world. When it was exchanged for food, it was insufficient.

"The people in the end of the world are not stupid. They know that food is more precious than gold."

When he returned home, it took two days to deliver the weapon, and Yang Yi was useless even if he was anxious.

There are still a few kilograms of noodles left at home, more than ten kilograms of rice and a few kilograms of bacon, and you can eat it for a while.

After I put a bowl of noodles for myself, cut a few taels of bacon, I finally had a supper full of oil. Yang Yi estimated that his life in the entire settlement is now at a medium level, which is not as good as those old men who are still the most luxurious, but compared with most people, there is still more.

After dinner, I went on bed and my consciousness appeared on the zombie clone again.

...

After coming out of the garage, Yang Yi felt that it was better to prepare enough food for himself as the top priority.

The edges of the city will eventually be swept away by survivors. At that time, survivors will not be able to enter the city, and the food crisis will become more and more serious. What will it be like at that time? Yang did not dare to say, maybe the settlement will be more chaotic, or maybe countless survivors will venture into the city?

Prepare enough food for yourself, it is not a bad thing after all.

Yang Yi left this private garden, burst out on the street with his legs and started running.

When he met some zombies that were not open, Yang Yi had no scruples and rushed to them and solved them in a few strokes. Now there are no weapons to help, Yang Yi simply ignored these zombies. Virus crystallization is important, but for Yang Yi, there are countless zombies in the city of tens of millions.

When he arrived at the supermarket that was cleared last night, Yang Yi considered it and decided to move the rice in the supermarket.

Compared with others, rice and noodles are the most practical. In the settlements, these two categories are also the strongest circulating substances and are the most popular.

There are dozens of bags of rice piled up in the supermarket, divided into 50 kilograms, 25 kilograms, and 10 kilograms. Yang Yili looked at it and said that there are at least two or three thousand kilograms of rice. The largest number is Northeast rice, then pearl rice, and then Thai fragrant rice among the high-end rice.

Yang Yi subconsciously scratched his head with his hands, but in the end he grabbed a lot of hair from the few hairs.

"Ph" and shook off the hair on his claws. Yang Yi took a step forward, then held a bag of 50 kilograms of Northeast rice, and used a little force, and had already carried it to his shoulders.

The scene was funny. A little zombie actually came out of the supermarket with a bag of rice.

Even the nearby zombies were staring at the strange behavior of this little zombie. They had never seen zombies running around like humans carrying a bag of rice. Of course, these were just what Yang Yi thought of them from their perspective. In fact... zombies no matter how weird you are, they ignored Yang Yi at all.

Only those who have been hungry will understand what the meaning of these 50 kilograms of rice is. Cooked into porridge, 50 kilograms of rice is enough for hundreds of people to eat for a day or two.

The limbs of the zombie clone are still a little stiff, and the effect brought by evolution is not as ideal as imagined.

"We are ordinary people, I'm happy today..."

Yang Yi made a loud singing voice, but what was made through the zombie clone became a series of "whimpering" noises.

"Damn, it's really disappointing!" Yang Yi stopped disappointedly and silently carried the rice away from this area.

The moon hangs in the darkness, illuminating the earth.

This place is a bit far from where Yang Yizang is, at least seven or eight kilometers, and it takes at least three or four hours to go back and forth. Fortunately, the zombie clone is tireless, so there is no need to worry that it will get tired or not have the strength to carry the rice for three or four hours.

Walking alone on this quiet land, the prosperous cities of the past, the villages and towns outside are all dead silent.

Looking up at the moon hanging high in the sky, Yang Yi suddenly had the urge to cry.

"Mom and Dad, are you okay in heaven?"

The smiles of his parents seemed to appear in the sky, making Yang Yi feel sad. Then the familiar faces of his relatives, like meteors, kept appearing in his mind. In his heart, Yang Yi felt endless longing, and he stopped and stared at the moon blankly.

"Is the moon so round and bright because of the people's longing?" Yang Yi thought silently: "My parents, please rest assured that your son will live well, not only that, but also make a career in this end of the world."

As if with supreme motivation, Yang Yi continued to move forward silently.

...

It took an hour and a half to finally hide the bag of rice.

Yang Yi sat on the stairs. He felt that his method was not very good. He could only carry one bag at a time, and at most three bags in one night, it was dawn. The rice in the supermarket was just moving, and it took one or two months to move it. What's more, there were far more than rice in the supermarket.

"Do you have to think of a way, such as getting a car?"

This method is the best, but Yang Yi was a little suspicious that it was still unknown whether his clone could drive a car.

Cars are everywhere in the city.

The former luxury cars, like Mercedes-Benz and BMW, can be seen everywhere on the streets. More luxurious brands can also be seen. In this area where Yang Yi is mingled, there is even a Lamborghini and a Ferrari. But so what? Now they have become ownerless things, and without the backdrop of their owners, they have lost their former style.

In this end of the world where gasoline is expensive and less expensive, even if it is given to Yang Yi, a sports car, it may not be possible to take a look.

According to Yang Yi's idea, it's not enough to be a car or something, but it's not very practical, far less practical than a small truck.

However, Yang Yi decided to try whether the clone could drive a car. Otherwise, if this way of moving, what year and year will it take to move?

Another problem that needs to be solved is how to hide these grains.

Now it is a grocery room, and it is not a problem to store a few bags of rice. Once the quantity is too large, it can't be hidden. Yang Yike doesn't want to find the food he has worked hard here, and it is accidentally discovered and then it makes others cheaper. So this storage problem also gives Yang Yi a headache.

"It would be nice if there is any hidden basement here."

In order to solve this problem, Yang Yi did not return to carry the second bag of rice, but instead wandered around the area, hoping to find a place where supplies could be stored safely.

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