Watching Sun Zeya dragging Ling Mo and others away, the woman was still standing there shaking. ※※
"Hey, Yang Ying, come here..."
Seeing Tom also walking aside, the gangster-looking bald man suddenly sat up straight and shouted in a low voice.
Yang Ying was stunned for a moment, her bald head frowned, and she growled unhappily: "Are you deaf?!"
"Ah..." Yang Ying's body shook, and she quickly ran to the bald man and sat on a pile of old clothes: "Liu Qiang, what should I do now? If I offend that woman, can I still have a good life like mine?"
Didn't you say that she is easier to deal with?"
"What are you talking about?" Liu Qiang glared at her depressedly and said, "How did I know that woman was so aggressive?"
Yang Ying seemed to be quite afraid of Liu Qiang. She lowered her voice with some anxiety and asked: "But what should we do now? Do we really want to continue the adventure with them? I heard them yesterday that they would go to a place with more zombies.
...If we had known this was their plan from the beginning, we should not have joined them..."
"Don't want to join?" Liu Qiang snorted coldly, "So you have a woman's opinion."
Liu Qiang looked around, lowered his voice and said, "Is it possible that I will take you to hide in Tibet all day long? If you don't bother me these days, I will be tired. If there is a camp and there are people, there will be a chance to get ahead."
"Anyway, I understand clearly that when there are more people, the privileged class will appear. I, Liu Qiang, didn't find any way out before, and no one looked down on me, but God has eyes, and I have become a superman... But I am better than those stupid people
So what if you have brains and abilities? If you rush too fast, you will die. The most important thing now is to find a way to get to their camp. Once you get to a safe place, without worries, you can show off your abilities... You don’t need to take risks, and you can still gain status.
."
Speaking of this, Liu Qiang showed a proud smile, but no matter how you looked at his face, this smile had a sinister flavor.
Yang Ying said with a bitter face: "I know this...but..."
"We definitely won't take risks with them. Who knows how long they will be searching here? At least let them send out a few people to take us back. The sooner we get here, the sooner I can get ahead."
"Didn't that woman say that she can't stop the mission just for you?" Liu Qiang whispered, "I just heard from some of the top soldiers over there that the man just now seems to have special abilities. Find an opportunity to ask him.
, to win him over. If it works, we will hide behind him on the way without taking any risks. If he dies on the way, then I will be taken more seriously when we get to the camp. This is called pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, do you understand?
?”
"Okay..." Yang Ying nodded and said.
The two of them spoke in such low voices that no one around them heard them.
Yang Ying glanced in the direction Ling Mo left, her expression looking a little uneasy.
At this time, Sun Zeya had already taken Ling Mo to a small warehouse. There were several backpacks and a sleeping bag. It looked like it should be Sun Zeya's room.
"Sit down. Do you want to smoke? Do you want to drink?"
As she spoke, she took out a pack of cigarettes from her backpack, dug out a can of beer, and threw it to Ling Mo.
Ling Mo never collects such things on his own initiative, nor does he put them in his bag to occupy a place, but when someone gives them to him, he certainly won't refuse them.
This is a good thing... I think the days when a pack of cigarettes lasted an all-nighter are gone forever...
"I haven't smoked for a long time, and I can't hold it easily anymore."
Ling Mo smiled mockingly: "But you actually collected these things by the way..."
"The camp implements an item distribution system. But things like this are scarce, and there are always people who use extra food or daily necessities to exchange for them. But the hard currency is still bullets, but not many people are willing to part with this thing. One more bullet
You can kill one more zombie."
Sun Zeya smiled nonchalantly.
"The distribution system...is based on performance?" Ling Mo was curious.
"Yes. Ordinary survivors also have to participate in the work of rebuilding and cleaning up the ruins, so the basic quota is the same as ours. But we also have extra income. Killing zombies can be exchanged for bullets and supplies. There are also rewards for completing tasks. Use the extra
Supplies and bullets can be exchanged with other people for what they need."
Sun Zeya raised his eyebrows, seeming very proud.
The warehouse was too narrow, so Ye Lian and the three girls simply squeezed in and sat down with Ling Mo.
Sun Zeya sat on the sleeping bag, cleaning his gun, and asked Ling Mo: "I have basically told you about the situation there. To be honest, we are very short of manpower. We are short of everyone. But what we lack most is combat effectiveness.
There are not many bullets, and there are not many new recruits that can be trained... People with super powers like you who don't need weapons to be very powerful are very welcome in our camp."
Here comes the topic...
Ling Mo was already mentally prepared, shook his head and said, "But I am a more free-spirited person..."
"Actually, I can see that you are not very interested in our camp." Sun Zeya suddenly raised his head, a sly look flashed in his bright eyes, "If most people hear me introduce the camp, there is no need for me to bring it up.
You will also be asked to join us. But I think this is because you don’t know much about us, so you have doubts about our strength. Well, you are cautious and I appreciate you very much."
Ling Mo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that this woman was observing very carefully.
But she was wrong about one thing. Ling Mo's idea was not that complicated, and his reason for refusing to join was quite simple.
For Ye Lian and the others...
If Ling Mo was just one person, he would definitely consider joining.
Just like Sun Zeya said, the camp she painted is very attractive to the survivors!
And Ling Mo was very sure that relying on his own powers, he would be able to gain some status in the camp and live a relatively comfortable life.
But for Ling Mo, the most important thing is not how he is doing, it is not his priority at all!
So joining the camp is not an option for Ling Mo.
At least until Ye Lian and the others have fully recovered their memories, and until they have found a solution to the conflict between the nature of zombies and the coexistence of humans, he cannot have long-term contact with human survivors.
The disguises of Ye Lian and the others are only temporary, and they cannot remain exposed forever.
And once their true identities are exposed, even if they don't take the initiative to hurt anyone, Ling Mo can imagine how the survivors will react.
For some reason, Ling Mo suddenly felt a little stuffy in his chest when he thought of this.
He couldn't help but look back at Ye Lian, and then calmly held her cold and tender hand.
At this moment, his heart suddenly moved.
Maybe the problem is not with Ye Lian and the others, but with how he views them.
Should we regard them as zombies or as "human beings"...
Isn't this the reason for Shana's split personality?
In this way, maybe the key point for Shana to be completely integrated and completely improved is not Shana at all, but him...
"How about it, think about it?" Seeing Ling Mo's thoughtful expression, Sun Zeya felt happy.
Seeing this, there must be something interesting about it. As expected, I am very persuasive. Those who say that I am not sociable must be envious, jealous and hateful...
"Excuse me……"
"Huh? Don't refuse! I'm still motivating myself!"
As soon as Ling Mo opened his mouth, Sun Zeya reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Although I am very unhappy, but don't worry, you can think about it for another night. Don't worry, I won't force you."
"Then can you let go? My shoulders are almost crushed by you..."
Ling Mo suddenly thought of something, so he quickly opened his backpack and took it out. Armed policeman Luo Heng's notebook.
"This was given to me by an armed policeman. It is his record book. Since you are here to collect information in x city, this thing will definitely be helpful to you."
Ling Mo has fulfilled Luo Heng's original instructions. Of course, all the useful information above has also been engraved in Ling Mo's mind.
"What a good thing..." Sun Zeya was stunned for a moment, then quickly reached out to take it, opened it and glanced at it a few times, "This thing is very useful, so I'm welcome. Thank you."
"Don't thank me in a hurry, I still have something to ask you," Ling Mo said.
"Huh?" Sun Zeya looked at Ling Mo in surprise, "Tell me."
"I don't know how big your search area is this time... Anyway, when you start to build the isolation zone, remember to go to X City University, there are many survivors there. In addition, there are also survivors nearby, if they haven't
If you leave... take them with you."
Ling Mo thought for a while and said.
He felt a chill in his heart. When did he have such a mentality of always thinking about others...
However, Ling Mo felt a little unbearable when he thought of that girl Lin Luanqiu who was still trapped in X City University, waiting hard for the rescue team to appear.
It was just something mentioned casually, and it was a favor exchanged for Luo Heng's notebook, so it didn't matter if I helped.
"Is that so... Okay, I remember." Sun Zeya pondered for a while, and then nodded seriously.
Ling Mo was immediately relieved.
She didn't agree casually, which is good...
"I didn't save you, but in the blink of an eye I got something from you..." Sun Zeya put the notebook into his backpack, frowned and muttered, "This is not good."
"Uh... don't bother, let's consider this an equal exchange..."
"How is this okay? Let's do this. I'll let you guys stay here tonight. Besides..."
She took out a large bag of things in a somewhat sneaky way, and then stuffed it into Ling Mo: "I believe you need this very much, and clean ones are hard to find. That's it, I'm going to go out and help make incendiary bombs. Food.
Someone will send the stuff soon. Hey, you're welcome."
After Sun Zeya emerged from the small warehouse with his backpack, Ling Mo curiously opened the black plastic bag in his hand.
A package of soft things was taken into his hand, and Ye Lian and the three girls immediately came over curiously.
