In the center of the Black Territory, Baishan Town.
The stove was burning brightly, and on the stove made of yellow mud, puddles of paste were slowly drying into scones.
The room is very large, with a large kang connecting the three rooms, like a rectangular warehouse.
There were more than ten people in the room, sitting cross-legged.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, a middle-aged man in short-sleeved clothes took a sip of white wine sadly and casually flipped the burnt dough with his left hand.
Putting down his wine glass, he sighed lazily and stared at the ceiling in a daze:
"Hey, I eat pancakes every day, and I almost feel like a bird has come out of my mouth."
"When will this day end?"
While he was stirring the charcoal, a middle-aged man with dark skin who was about the same age as him glanced at him angrily:
"Come on, it's good to have something to eat."
"Look outside, you're so hungry that you're almost eating people."
"It's a zombie, a ghost, a monster, just be content with it!"
The middle-aged man who was drinking sneered, not caring about his companion's tone, he was just complaining.
"I'm not bored!"
"Damn it, if only I could play with a few girls, then my life would be more comfortable. I hate those students in the east who don't even have hair, they won't let you do this!"
"You're just fooling him! I don't know if those little brats are secretly messing around on their own!"
As he spoke, the drinking man glanced angrily at the town to the east.
There are more than 4,000 people in the entire town, all of whom fled here when the apocalypse broke out and were trapped here.
One group is mainly from the city, a group of students and white-collar workers, and the other group is them, people who originally lived in Baishan Town.
The two parties did not deal with each other and conflicts often broke out.
Of course, although he doesn't like those little boys, he is still very greedy for the juicy big girls.
Compared with the group of peasant women in town who have butts as big as millstones and as black as buffaloes, the women who escaped from the city are as juicy as picking a handful of peaches that can produce juice.
"Hey, if you have the ability, go ahead."
"There are more awakened people in their team than us. If you have the ability, go find them a fight. If you win, take them all back."
"They are very strong, can you handle it?"
The swarthy man with his legs crossed and looking at the cigarette snorted and leaned leisurely against the wall.
There are not many awakened people in the town, only about twenty, and most of them are outsiders. It is more than enough to defeat the natives like them.
Hearing this, the drinking man's face suddenly turned ugly.
Although he is also an awakened person, he has actually made trouble with that group of people before.
But as the most common strength type, he is not as strong as his opponent.
This group of outsiders live in their town and eat their food. Although everyone grows it together, the crops belong to the mayor.
In his mind, this group of outsiders must hand over something, such as giving each of them a sister.
But in fact, that group of people didn't care about them at all.
The young man in the opposing team, the Awakened One, even kicked him out when he came to ask for something.
Damn him!
Cursing secretly, he turned his head with a sneer and said with a stern expression:
"Whenever I get angry, I can grab a pole and go over there in the middle of the night. I can knock that guy to death with just one pole!"
"Damn, let's not talk about this anymore. If I could go out, with my status as an awakened person, I would be able to become a high-ranking official! I don't like those girls either!"
"I saw on that channel, there are people recruiting awakened people everywhere. How many little girls are begging to sleep with you! There are even big stars!"
"It won't be much more comfortable than this if you go outside!"
"Bata"
After taking a puff of dry cigarette, the dark-skinned man looked at him in surprise and sneered:
"You can't say that."
"What they want is level one and level two, and you are 0!"
"I saw them saying that they are so powerful that they can resist bullets, they are like opera singers, they can run faster than cars, and they can breathe fire!"
"What are you? You are just stronger! Can you breathe fire?"
"What the hell! Who doesn't know how to brag! If you are a first-, second-, or third-level person, how come no one can come in here!"
"They are all awakened ones. Even if I'm close, I'm not far behind!"
Putting down the wine bowl, the men who were rebutted showed disdain. They couldn't understand the content in the chat channel, let alone what level 0 and level 1 were.
But as one of the few awakened people in the town, in their eyes, the awakened people are ordinary people with great strength.
They even saw that among the group to the east, there was a so-called awakened person of the elemental system. He could only throw an ice pick with his hand and was half dead from exhaustion.
Therefore, they look down upon these weaklings.
If you can squeeze a tank with your bare hands and run faster than an airplane, in their opinion, that is bragging.
"I think so too."
A shirtless, strong man squatting on the ground flipping pancakes slowly stood up:
"Why are the 123 Awakeners so powerful? If they are so powerful, why are there so many monsters outside? Do you still need to ask us to sell seeds to them?"
"They don't even have enough food to eat. I think they're not as good as us."
"If we can go out, with our strength and seeds, maybe all the local emperors will be begging us!"
With longing in his eyes, he wiped the sweat from his body and shook his head. After hearing this, most of the people nodded in agreement.
That's right, the awakened people are so worshiped outside. These awakened people are in such misery just because they are trapped here.
I have never seen mutants, and I don’t really believe that the monsters outside are so powerful. In everyone’s minds, they have no problem beating zombies.
In addition, they hold psychic seeds. According to the mayor, people outside are like crazy and want to buy their seeds, and they will pay any price.
I heard that at the beginning, someone offered more than one billion to buy it!
But what the mayor meant was that the money was no longer useful, and the mayor didn't like other things and was unwilling to sell them.
Turning his eyes, one of the few people, an awakened person who was also a power type, touched his few hair:
"Hey~ didn't someone come here before?"
"Then he ran away."
"The mayor said that boy must know the secret passage from here to the outside world!"
"Next time he dares to come again, let's catch him and we can get out!?"
On the other side, a man with his legs on the window sill and a wrinkled face shook his head. He quickly rolled the dried yellow leaves into dry cigarettes and took a deep breath:
"It's not just that."
"I heard from the mayor that he contacted a senior official in the military region some time ago, and that person said he would send someone over to help us get out."
"Just rely on the seeds in our hands"
"Tsk tsk, by then, brothers will not each be the leader of the group, so what do you want?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the pancake man immediately laughed at him:
"Look at your little potential, our seeds are so important, how many people can we feed! You uneducated idiot, why should we be a general?"
"When the time comes, beat up those boys on the east side and take them out! Let them starve to death here!"
While talking, several people looked at each other, laughed heartily, and fantasized about the beautiful life after going out.
Although they don't understand anything else, they know one thing very well. The seeds in their hands are very valuable. How many people outside are asking for them?
In the fantasy, outside the originally quiet town, a soft shout suddenly came:
"We are the rescue team, all survivors come out!"
Outside the fields outside the town, after Yuanfeng finished shouting, he looked at Lin An with a strange expression and subconsciously whispered:
"Sir Lin An, the survivors here may not be very smart."
"I have dealt with them before. I'm afraid there will be some trouble later."