Xie Donglai is sixty-five years old. Before the disaster, he was a parent official in a city here. He had a good reputation and was very skillful. After the disaster, he came to this military base and began to take charge of the affairs here in a clear and orderly manner.
, with a flexible mind, he turned this originally lonely military base into a large settlement that accommodates 350,000 people.
Everything was originally fine. Xie Donglai felt that as long as he followed his plan and developed for another two or three years, the conditions here would be greatly improved, at least there would be no more tragedies of starvation to death.
But he never expected that an unprecedented zombie wave would come. He and the military chief in the city discussed countermeasures all night long, but they all came to the same conclusion: it was just a fight to the death, and there was no way to survive.
When the ammunition was exhausted, it was time to fight hand-to-hand with the zombies. This was also the time for Tianan City to finally shine. So Xie Donglai climbed onto the city wall, preparing to die in front of the old and weak behind him.
But no one expected that at the critical moment, Xie Donglai would see a magical tricycle stall that calmed the precarious city wall.
Three children, two women, and a signboard of "Yin Yang Street". This strange combination was like a torch in the dark night under the sound of ringing bells, instantly illuminating Xie Donglai's lifeless state of mind. He looked keenly
A glimmer of hope at the end of the world.
However, the first person to take action was not Xie Donglai, but Xiao Peng, the military commander in the city. When he saw Xiao Peng going down, Xie Donglai was not in a hurry, but paid close attention to the movements below on the tower.
Xiao Peng indeed saw the most crucial part at a glance, and asked if the bell was for sale. The result was ecstatic, and the three children nodded directly, indicating that they wanted to sell it.
But what they charge is not money, but something called Soul Points. This is strange. Is it a new currency?
Hearing that items could be exchanged for soul points in this "Yin Yang Street", Xie Donglai couldn't wait any longer. He had someone tie him up and went down to the city just like Xiao Peng. He wanted to talk to the three children in person. Follow him.
Also coming down were fifteen guards with machetes in their hands.
"Hello, kid, my name is Xie Donglai, and I am the commander-in-chief of this settlement. I would like to ask, how much supplies do we need to give in exchange for the 50,000 soul points you mentioned?"
Zhao Quan called "Grandpa" with a smile, then pointed to a stone drum on the tricycle, and said to Xie Donglai: "You can think about what you are going to exchange in your mind now, and then put your hand on the stone drum.
Shigu will give you an estimate for anything that comes to mind. How about you give it a try first?"
Xie Donglai instinctively felt that the child was joking with him. Is there such a magical thing in the world? But then he thought about the magical bell and this magical selling stall, and everything seemed impossible again.
When I recalled the few things that were available in the settlement in my mind, I walked to the tricycle and took a quick look. There were four large scarlet characters on the black stone drum: Collect everything.
What a loud tone!
Putting my hand on it, a magical scene appeared. A piece of information quickly appeared in my mind: 1 soul point per ton of grain; 1 to 5 soul points per piece of high-precision equipment; 1 to 10 soul points per piece of biochemical technology; existing
Thermal weapon equipment has 1 to 5 soul points; weapon manufacturing technology has 1 to 10 soul points...
There were a total of twenty columns, all of which Xie Donglai was going to exchange. But after this evaluation, he discovered that 50,000 soul points were indeed as the child said, very expensive, ridiculously expensive! These were the things he took out.
, it would be a miracle to be able to collect 20,000 soul points. It is impossible to have the money to buy that bell.
"Kids, can I get a discount?"
Zhao Quan curled his lips and opened his mouth to buy the bell. He thought he was a rich man. But it turned out not to be the case.
"Grandpa, everything on Yin Yang Street is clearly priced and never discounted. If you can't afford it, you can also look at other things. You won't be disappointed!"
Xie Donglai was about to speak when he heard a guard behind him shouting at Zhao Quan with a cold face: "Child! The bell is used to save the lives of the people in the city! Why are you, a child, so ignorant?
Son? Hurry up and donate it. When the city is safe, you can go to the city to take shelter. It will be much more comfortable than wandering around, right?"
As soon as the guard said the words, several guards on the side also nodded, and even slightly raised the machete in their hands, the threat was obvious.
Xie Donglai was closest to Zhao Quan. As soon as the guard behind him spoke, he felt a bloody evil aura suddenly rising from the child in front of him! He secretly thought that something was going to happen.
"Second brother! Someone wants to threaten us. As usual, deal with it immediately!" Zhao Quan pointed at the guards and said to the second child Fan Mingkai.
"I know, brother."
Xie Donglai said quickly: "Children, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, they just..." He couldn't finish his words halfway because the child who jumped off the tricycle had already started to move. The speed was too fast to see clearly!
The long knife in his hand was like a sword scraping through the sky. In less than five seconds, all the fifteen guards he brought had their hands and feet cut off. They screamed and were kicked into the surrounding zombies more than ten meters away.
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Hearing the sounds of the zombies biting and chewing mixed with the screams of his guards, Xie Donglai's heart boiled with anger. He pointed at Zhao Quan and wanted to curse.
"Okay, grandpa. Don't be angry. Those people threatening us are showing contempt for Yin Yang Street. This is a capital crime and you will not be able to survive. We have encountered many such things along the way. But feeding zombies
This is the second child's habit, and I can't help him change it. Do you want to buy or sell things? If it's not needed, we'll leave."
"Bold! Dare to kill our soldiers!"
The soldiers on the city wall were shocked. They saw that their comrades who survived the battle were fed to the zombies by a little kid. How could they bear this? When dozens of men with knives escaped along the rope.
When they came down, they looked like they were not ready to let Zhao Quan and the others leave.
Of course, I don’t know if there was any intention to snatch the bell by force.
Zhao Quan's three children did not panic at all. Looking at more and more men coming down from the city wall and surrounding them, Zhao Quan spoke.
"Attempting to besiege and murder General Yin Yang Street is a capital crime. Are you not afraid of death?"
While he was talking, there were no less than two hundred people gathered around him, and the number was still increasing. It seemed that they were convinced that Zhao Quan and others did not dare to stop ringing in this situation. And there were only three children, no matter how strong they were, they could still fight.
Hundreds of adults?
Xie Donglai tried to fend off these men who were preparing to besiege him, but with a glimmer of hope so close at hand, how could they listen to Xie Donglai?
"Second brother, come on this time. Remember, don't let anyone go. Uncle God said that if you want others not to cause trouble, you must use blood to make everyone fear you first."
"I know, brother!" Fan Mingkai said excitedly and took out his "Soul-Suppressing General" nameplate from his arms, then raised it above his head and shouted loudly: "I am Fan Mingkai, the canonized Soul-Suppressing General of Yin-Yang Street by Lord Yan! Please greet Yin
Come and help me!"
"boom!"
As Fan Mingkai finished speaking, the ground cracked suddenly, and a black void appeared out of thin air, like an abyss. A giant humanoid shadow with a tall stature and a height of two feet slowly rose up from the abyss.
The whole body is covered by armor, and the face armor is as ferocious as a grimace. He is holding a scarlet three-foot-long giant sword. At the same time, black mist is lingering around him, and it is cold and deep. The aura is so fierce that the surrounding zombies also exploded back dozens of meters.
Dare to get close.
"I'm the king of the big hammer! Who dares to ruin Yan Jun's business?!"