The protective suits blocked the heavy snow, which brought great convenience to Yang Jian and the other three.

Shuttled through the snow, the strong wind pushed them, and in just ten minutes, the three people arrived at the container base.

This time, Yang Jian was very careful and confirmed that there were no traps around him. He decisively came to the second floor of the base and swiped the card to enter a container that he had not explored last time.

There was no one in the room. Yang Jian waved to Tang Xin and Song Xiaoyou and asked them to collect the materials quickly.

Soon, the first batch of printed materials were put into the bag, and the quantity was not very large, so I could barely print out a set of sets.

At this moment, Yang Jian had just opened the container next door, and the next second, gunfire appeared.

"Yang Jian, what's wrong?"

Tang Xin and Song Xiaoyou hurried out, but unexpectedly, there were two people who shot.

In addition to Yang Jian who was still standing, there was a dead stranger beside the container, and the blood slowly solidified along the box.

"Go in quickly, I'm afraid someone will come!" Yang Jian had just killed someone, but his mood had not calmed down, but immediately let Tang Xin and the others take action.

After that, he immediately opened the third container and saw that there was no one inside, he flashed in. After searching, he also found some printing materials piled up in the corner.

But the accidents were frequent. Yang Jian felt the sound of wind coming from his neck, and immediately lowered his head, and a shadow of his legs flashed, smashing the computer opposite directly.

Yang Jian got up from the ground, thanks to his keen hearing, otherwise, his neck would have been kicked off at that moment.

At this time, Yang Jian saw that the door of the secret room was open and people were constantly coming out nearby. At a glance, he knew that those were humans who had been experimenting with them.

Yang Jian had no intention of entangling here and immediately left towards the exit.

At the same time, many humans appeared in Tang Xin and Song Xiaoyou. Fortunately, this time, Tang Xin and Song Xiaoyou both brought guns and crossbows, and after continuous shooting, they met Yang Jian on the snow.

"The printing materials are not enough." Tang Xin said. The current number is only two sets of clothes, which is much less than expected.

Yang Jian couldn't help frowning. He felt that, to be on the safe side, he would have to be at least one set, but now they can't even achieve the lowest standard.

"Let's go first, I'm afraid there's no chance today." Yang Jian shook his head. There were already many more humans on the container on the second floor. Judging from the number of people, they had no chance at all.

With the snow in the vast white area, these people seemed not afraid of the cold, but were wearing thin clothes and didn't even tremble.

Yang Jian couldn't hear the other party's heartbeat, to be precise, it was hard to hear, not to have nothing.

Just as they retreated, a woman suddenly called them.

"Do you want this kind of thing?" The woman's hair was disheveled and looked very sloppy, but the things in her hands were pretty good: the materials of the 3D printer.

Yang Jian nodded without any concealment.

"Make a deal, we want food, you give us food, we give you these things."

The woman's words immediately caused Yang Jian to frown.

"Why do we believe in you? We can't do this thing," Tang Xin said suddenly.

As a result, Yang Jian thought something was wrong and immediately pulled Tang Xin and blocked her behind him.

"You can trade, but what kind of trading method is it? We don't have much food." Yang Jian stared at the woman, and the other party's calm made her a little afraid.

Just now, many people came out of the nearby forest, each of them bare-chested and not afraid of the cold at all.

“A cartridge, a portion of food.”

“How much is a serving of food?”

"One person, one day, three meals."

"Haha." Yang Jian sneered, not continuing to speak, and stared at the woman.

Everyone knows that this is impossible.

After a period of silence, the people in the forest suddenly started to move.

Tang Xin and Song Xiaoyou pulled the trigger at the same time, and the bullet shot into the forest. Yang Jian's heart suddenly rose.

Under this situation, the power of the gun and crossbow is directly reduced to the minimum.

However, Yang Jian had long realized something was wrong, so he retreated to one side, and pushed the two women out with force with both hands.

At the same time, the opponent's attack happened to come to Yang Jian.

Because of his hearing, he had been wary of it, and he had a sharp dagger in his hand, which was entangled with the man who rushed up.

But the next second, Yang Jian got up, and there was a trace of blood on the dagger.

At this moment, Yang Jian could be sure that these people were living people, but they were not like ordinary humans. Not only were their whole bodies as cold as ice, but their muscles did not have any elasticity.

Just now, Yang Jian took the initiative. Although he was very scared, the situation did not allow him to hesitate at all!

When the person died, the others who were about to move around immediately stopped and stared at Yang Jian's eyes, which was extremely unfriendly.

Yang Jianli was still in place, looked at the woman opposite, and glanced at the human behind him.

"We will not provide food, but we can give you a message, but the premise is that you get the ink cartridges in your hand and hand them over to us."

"Do you think we will believe your words?" the woman said.

"Believe it or not, it's useless to hold the ink cartridge anyway, and you can't stop us from leaving." When Yang Jian said this, the confidence on his face was full of pride.

The northwest wind was howling, and Yang Jian didn't feel cold, with snowflakes coming, and his vision was greatly hindered.

After the snowflakes fell again, Yang Jian saw that a bag of ink cartridges was added not far away, not many, but they were enough to print two sets of protective clothing.

"Message." said the woman.

Yang Jian thought about it, but still stretched out his hand, pointed to a certain direction, and said, "There are many containers there, and our food comes from there, you can ask them to try it."

This news surprised those experimental humans.

"The news has been given to you, I will take the ink cartridges." Yang Jian said, walking forward and carrying away a box of ink cartridges at the woman's feet.

When she got up, Yang Jian realized that this sloppy woman with long hair and draped shoulders was actually very beautiful and had a vague sense of familiarity.

"Are you?" Yang Jian frowned, not sure what the other party was named.

Soon, the other party left, stepped on the snow, and walked towards the beach with a group of humans barefoot.

On this side, Yang Jian took Tang Xin and Song Xiaoyou and successfully returned to the car.

On the way, Tang Xin asked: "How did you tell them the news about the container?"

"Otherwise? Are you really providing them with food?" Yang Jian rolled his eyes and said, "Anyway, there are so many containers, even if I don't tell them, they will find them after the snow stops."

"And they can't get rid of these things in the container for a while, so we can also go and take a look and pick up the bargains."
Chapter completed!