"Still two in one, thank you to Lingnan's 588, thank you to Leng Qiu, Angel, Ye Xibaitu and many other book friends, thank you all."
Chen Jinhong looked at a small supermarket with an open door thirty meters away and couldn't help but lick his chapped lips.
He scanned the surrounding area, and as far as he could see, there were several skeletons hanging with pieces of cloth. Occasionally, the shadow of a zombie staggered past in the distance.
Further away, there is a seven-story residential building. A floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor is broken into a big hole. A climbing rope hangs from the inside, and a person is tied to the tail. He is following the high-altitude wind on the building.
The body was wandering around, and from time to time it hit the outdoor unit of the air conditioner on the side, making a banging sound.
Downstairs, zombies raised their heads from time to time, looking for the source of the sound, sniffing hard with their hollow nostrils, not wanting to miss any chance of finding food.
There are some noises in the small supermarket, which means there is danger there. Although it is only a small county next to Yingcheng, it still has a permanent population of tens of thousands, and there is a county-level hospital with good conditions.
Thinking of this, Chen Jinhong felt a little aggrieved. If he had not come to this hospital to teach medical staff, he would not be trapped here.
Thinking of his family in Yingcheng, Chen Jinhong has become very pessimistic, and the survival problem before him is already huge. If he can no longer find food and drink, according to his doctor's professional judgment, he will not survive for three days.
My body is very weak now.
Chen Jinhong planned to go in, but he had to go in. His energy would basically be exhausted tomorrow, and by then, there would be no hope of finding food.
Hunching down, the youngest professor of general surgery in England rushed into the supermarket.
The room was very dark, and exuded a faint stench that survivors of the apocalypse are very familiar with, which is the smell of rotting corpses.
Chen Jinhong glanced around and found no danger. The noise from here just now disappeared. He couldn't care about anything else, because there were several boxes of biscuits on the shelf only two meters away from him. Even if they were covered with dust, they were still there.
He was recognized by Chen Jinhong.
He jumped over because it was his life.
"Hey, another one took the bait."
A big hand suddenly grabbed the back of Chen Jinhong's neck and dragged him away from the shelf with great force. At this time, the doctor's fingertips were only a few centimeters away from the boxes of biscuits.
With a bang, Chen Jinhong was thrown to the ground. Due to hunger and this force, his head was dizzy for a few seconds. When the world stopped spinning, he felt a hand groping on his body.
"Damn it, you don't even have a single magic crystal?"
At this time, Chen Jinhong saw clearly that the person who knocked him to the ground was a strong man with a height of 1.9 meters, with a beard and an unpleasant smell on his body.
Seeing Chen Jinhong looking at him, the big man couldn't help but slap him in the face, and the crisp sound echoed in the small supermarket.
"Poor man, you don't have any money, how do you survive till now?"
Chen Jinhong felt that his face was swelling rapidly, and his vision on this side was affected.
Chen Jinhong held his head and arched his body. He had nothing. It was not that he had never gotten magic crystals before, but he exchanged food with a team. The people in that team were pretty good. He had treated the wounds of some of them.
I also gave myself an extra bottle of water.
Now there is nothing in him that is worthy of others' covetousness. If this happens, he will inevitably be beaten.
But Chen Jinhong waited for two seconds, but did not receive a hard fist. He looked out through the gap between his arm and head, and caught a glimpse of the shadow of a stick that was being violently punched.
His body suddenly hit the big man's position. After the stick hit the ground, the big man was also knocked away. Chen Jinhong endured the pain and propped himself on the ground with one hand, and scratched the strong man's head and neck with his other hand.
Although it was just a few simple movements, for Chen Jinhong, it was enough to make him panting. He leaned against the cold wall of the supermarket, recovering his strength while looking at the other side who was already kneeling there, covering his hands with his hands.
He grabbed his neck, but still couldn't stop the strong man from spurting out blood.
He is not a killer, but he is a doctor, and he is also a very good surgeon. As long as he goes all out, killing is not difficult. For example, like this strong man now, the scalpel between Chen Jinhong's fingers only needs to make a cut on his neck.
A centimeter-long opening will suffice.
There, is the carotid artery.
"It seems you don't need my help anymore."
A sudden voice startled Chen Jinhong. He stood up in a panic, holding a small scalpel in his hand, and saw a young man standing in a corner of the supermarket at some point.
"Doctor." The young man looked at a trace of blood on the scalpel, and then looked at the strong man who was lying on the ground and was about to turn into a corpse. "He should be a pretty good doctor."
"Let's go." The young man turned around and walked out, carrying a white sword behind him.
Looking at the back of the small supermarket, Chen Jinhong asked hesitantly: "Where are you going?"
"A place where the doctor can have a good meal. Oh, by the way, bring those boxes of biscuits. Maybe I can get you a wife in a while."
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Four people sat around a room with windows blocked by steel bars, their faces full of suspicion.
"Third brother, are you telling the truth? Is there really a fool who collects scrap metal?" A skinny man scratched his face and expressed strong doubts about the news he just learned.
"Of course, the black-clad convoy knows about it. Now many people around are aware of the news they brought. It seems that there is a new group of people at Yunding Villa who specializes in collecting abandoned vehicles. I heard that there are people there.
I traded an abandoned car for freshly baked steamed buns as big as my fist!"
"Why do I always feel unreliable?"
Another person asked, "There are not many good things like pie-in-the-sky in peacetime. How can it still be like this in the end of the world?"
"You can tell if it's true or not. There are junk cars all over the place now. Find one that can be driven and drive it there to see if you can sell it. Even if it's fake, we won't lose anything."
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"Okay, it's settled, let's go and find a trolley."
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"Yuan, Brother Yuan, what you said is true?"
A middle-aged man looked at Yuan Shang and asked suspiciously. Behind him were a dozen people with shabby clothes and yellow faces and skinny muscles.
"Old Zhang, we knew each other before, and we have a certain affection for each other. Now that the end of the world is over, you come to my place to exchange food for food, and this affection becomes even more intense. Do I need to lie to you about this kind of thing?"
Yuan Shang sat in the car and said to the middle-aged man through the car window: "Yunding Villa really needs people. It's best if you have skills and a good salary. It's okay if you don't have skills and strength. You can't eat enough if you rely on strength."
I don’t know, but I won’t starve to death after all. It’s better than you are now, right? It’s only been a few days, and there are four or five less people than the last time I saw you. Now you can still use magic crystals to exchange points with us every now and then.
There will be less and less people to eat in the future, so what should we do if we kill the zombies? What I said is also a way out, please think about it."
The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly after hearing this, "Okay, then we will listen to you and try our luck at Yunding."
"Remember after you went there, you said I introduced you there."
Seeing this group of people heading towards Yunding in excitement, one of Yuan Shang's subordinates finally couldn't help but asked: "Boss, what do you think this Yunding Villa is going to do? We can't afford to live now, so why are they the only ones doing this?
Do we need people? We still need a lot of people. Why do you think this is not the case?"
Yuan Shang chuckled: "So, you can only drive for me, but it won't make any difference."
Seeing his subordinates smiling sarcastically, Yuan Shang said seriously: "Let me tell you, Ye Zhongming from Yunding Villa has a big plan. Compared with others, we are one level behind, so it is normal not to understand their methods very well. We just need to
Just do errands for them and get some benefits, and from now on, we'll just watch and see what they want to do."
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While news about a new base was circulating in the surrounding land, the leader of the base was participating in an operation.
The gloves Zhang Jinhong was wearing were stained red with blood, and the hands inside, which had always been steady, were trembling slightly.
He has never seen such a strange situation.
At this moment, there were some thin branches dancing in the patient's opened abdominal cavity. He had been accidentally slapped on the wrist just now, and it was still hurting now.
After being brought back by this young man named Ye Zhongming yesterday, I had several good meals and a long sleep. Today I stood on the operating table and underwent such a terrifying operation.
"Calm down, are these as scary as the clumps of roundworms?"
Ye Zhongming frowned, wore a mask, and grabbed some light-colored branches with both hands.
"Extract all these things from the blood vessels. The operation is half done. Now it's your job. Do you see the white roots? Dig along and dig out every root system."
Zhang Jinhong thought that this thing was much scarier than roundworms, but he did not dare to say it, so he had to concentrate on picking out the roots that had penetrated into various internal organs.
There was no blood transfusion, no oxygen, or even anesthesia. The woman named Sister Rong was just knocked unconscious, and the operation was carried out in a room that was not sterile at all.
This was something Zhang Jinhong could not imagine before. He was assisted by a fat nurse who graduated from a nursing school and didn't even know where he came from. He was not very professional at first glance. The rest was the one who took care of himself.
I brought here Boss Ye and a pretty intellectual beauty, said to be surnamed Park.
Although he had never undergone such a simple operation, Zhang Jinhong saw an even more magical scene in the world.
Whenever he used his superb skills to slightly cut open the internal organs penetrated by the white roots and skillfully pick out the roots, the intellectual beauty would stretch out her fingers and emit a white chain of light, softly touching the place where he had just operated the knife.
, usually only a second or two, and when the white light disappears, the wound there magically recovers.
Zhang Jinhong then learned a little more about the world.
The operation lasted for four hours. He knew the process before the operation and concluded that the woman who could not survive disappeared from the huge wound in a white light without using any stitches. She was breathing steadily, as if she was sleeping.
Average.
"Dr. Zhang, thank you for your hard work. You are also tired. Go back and have a good rest. There will be two similar operations that you need to perform in the next few days."
Ye Zhongming patted the doctor's shoulder and sounded more appreciative.
Sister Rong's operation went more smoothly than expected, mainly due to Dr. Zhang Jinhong. Ye Zhongming really didn't expect that this doctor, who was not yet forty years old, could use a scalpel so well.
Maybe it's not appropriate to describe a doctor's medical skills like this, but it's the fact.
Momo, Jiayi and several other women who had been waiting outside gathered around. They were relieved after hearing that the operation was successful and that Sister Rong was fine. However, when they saw the hypocritical ghost sapling that suddenly lost its nutrients,
When he did, his face showed fear.
Who would have thought that the fruit that can evolve after eating is a lie, it is just a parasite on the body. If it weren't for Ye Zhongming, they would have become tree people in a few days.
Momo and Jiayi, who thought that they had this kind of thing in their bodies now, rushed out together after looking at the hypocritical ghost seedlings for a while.
They vomited.
After leaving the villa, which had been used for medical treatment, Xia Lei, who had been waiting there for a long time, came to greet her.
"The tyrant who goes his own way, your retribution has come! I will punish you on behalf of the moon."
Xia Lei shook a piece of paper with dense notes in her hand and said "viciously" to Ye Zhongming.
Ye Zhongming snorted and shot back: "Please pay attention to your age."
The young woman directly took out the Fengzhiyue and shouted that she and Ye Zhongming would fight to the death.
"Let me give you a hand!" Ye Zhongming said disdainfully, and then smiled: "Is something wrong?"
Xia Lei laughed twice, then frowned slightly.
"I don't know why you are so anxious to recruit people now, but congratulations, the publicity of the black convoy is quite good. The number of survivors who have come here in the past three days has exceeded 300, especially yesterday when we removed all the zombies around us.
After everything has been cleaned up, the road leading here is no longer dangerous, and more and more people are coming to the villa, more than a hundred people came today."
"Actually, the base can be built slowly. If you are in such a hurry, many problems will emerge." Xia Lei looked at Ye Zhongming, who pursed his lips and had a hint of stubbornness and irritation on his face, and had the urge to go up and take a bite, "The most prominent one,
It’s just a food issue.”
"Originally, there was a lot of food in the storage area in Lu Yi, and with some exchanged from Yuan Shang, maintaining the previous number of people can keep us from going hungry for two months. But now, even if we don't take into account the gradual increase in the number of people, the remaining
The food we ordered can only last us less than a month. If we accept more people..."
"Well, is there anything else?"
Xia Lei choked and gritted her teeth and said: "This problem is already huge. What will we eat if we run out of food? Drink milk!"
Ye Zhongming looked at Xia Lei's perky breasts and said nothing, which made Xia Lei blush. However, she was a visitor after all, and then she puffed out her chest and raised her eyebrows provocatively.
Now it was Ye Zhongming's turn to lower his head and pretend to cough.
"There are also those things like discarded car metals that you want to collect. Many people have come to exchange them in the past few days. Basically, they are asking for food, and some are asking for magic crystals. However, I heard that you did not agree. Although every time
The price paid for the scrap car is not much, but dozens of them have been delivered in the past few days. It may not be too much trouble now, but once more people are exchanged, the food that is not much will be even less.
Already."
Ye Zhongming still nodded and still did not return to the question.
Xia Lei ignored it and continued: "This is only the current problem, there are more derivative problems, such as the lives of survivors, cleanliness, safety, stability, health, etc., such as the external forces brought by these news
coveted, such as..."
"Anyway, there are many problems. What does Mr. Ye want to do?"
The two people walked and talked and arrived near the survivor's camp. These newcomers were arranged in the conference area. Now it has been separated from several other areas with wire ropes and the like, and there are also people holding weapons around.
Sentry with gun.
Many people were sitting outside in twos and threes, some talking loudly, some looking at the sky in a daze, and some wandering around.
"Aren't there still a lot of work clothes from the previous villa over there in the storage area? Take them out and let these people wash them briefly and put them on. Put some minced meat from first-level mutated animals in the food to appropriately improve their physical fitness. In the conference area
Let them clear out a piece of rockery and a decorative space. It can be regarded as temporary labor. Let them get used to it before we start the construction of the fence."
"good."
"Don't stop buying the abandoned cars. That stuff will be the material for me to make swords in the future. No matter how much I collect, it won't be too much. Our standard equipment will depend on this in the future."
Xia Lei felt warm in her heart, knowing that it was Ye Zhongming's trust in her that made him reveal such information.
"Let Xiaohu's training be stepped up. They don't need to learn everything. Just let them learn how to position themselves in the team and follow the rules and regulations. Give him five more days at most. After Sister Rong and the three of them are in better health,
We are about to leave for the machine factory."
Xia Lei kept all this in her mind.
"The bell rings!"
Liang Chuyin ran over from the other side with a serious look on her face.
"A group of people came to the door and brought a lot of scrap cars and people. They said they wanted to do business with us. There were many of them and they all had weapons. They looked quite fierce and...a bit arrogant."
"Do you want to die?" Xia Lei's eyes were slightly raised, and murderous aura seeped out of her body.
"Let's go and take a look." Ye Zhongming smiled and walked towards the entrance of the villa with the two women. As he walked, he asked: "Did they say who they were from?"
"I didn't say," Liang Chuyin replied, "but one of Uncle Lu's men said that these people are from Yingcheng Prison."
Ye Zhongming's steps faltered and his eyes narrowed, "Zhang Dalong's people?"
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At the door, a short but strong bald man was sitting on the roof of a large trailer, holding a cigar in his right hand, looking down at Xiang Tao, who was in charge of guarding here today.
Behind him was a long motorcade filled with scrap cars, many of which had fresh blood stains on them. Behind these trucks, there were hundreds of people guarded by some guards with guns.
Dirty survivors.
"That beautiful girl has been gone for so long, can she still come out? If there is no news from her, your Mr. Hu will not wait any longer. I will break in!"