After driving all the way to Qidong City and entering the city center of Qidong City, Gu Zhuo saw that the city center had completely changed into something completely different.
All the original city buildings had been violently destroyed and collapsed on the ground, as if they were ruins after an earthquake.
At the edge of the city center, soldiers guarding the order of the entire market stood at the entrance with guns in hand. For the black market, the most important thing is to have enough power to ensure that no one breaks the rules.
In addition to these soldiers with guns, there are many cars parked at the entrance of the market. These cars are either welded with steel plates or dilapidated. There are mini cars and heavy trucks specially used to transport goods. This scene is simply like a waste in the movie.
The reappearance of the apocalypse.
"It seems that if you want to do business here, you have to get out of the car."
Looking at the people coming and going into the market, they all parked their cars at the door, then got out of the car and walked in. Gu Zhuo knew that if he wanted to do business, he had to get out of the car.
"Chaoying, I'll take Sam down in a moment. You wait for me in the car."
As Gu Zhuo spoke, he handed her a walkie-talkie.
"If anything happens, let's talk on the walkie-talkie."
Seeing Gu Zhuo calling Sam, he put a gun on his belt, put on a bulletproof vest, and a bulletproof helmet on his head. It could be said that he was fully armed and ready to get out of the car. Chaoying suddenly called him:
"Take the war machine with you. If you encounter any danger, you can wear it directly on your body."
Hearing this, Gu Zhuo couldn't help but laugh:
"How to bring it down? You can't wear it on your body, let alone carry it on your back. It's weird, and it will only make the guards suspicious. Don't worry, I'm wearing a body armor and everything. If it doesn't work, I'll just call the Doomsday Fortress
Come here, are you still afraid of them?"
"Okay, I'm just a little worried about you."
"It's okay. I will be careful about everything. Now I just go to the black market to explore the situation first."
As Gu Zhuo said this, he casually took out a knife and stuffed it behind his shoe, then led Sam out of the car.
Watching Gu Zhuo get out of the car, Chao Ying looked at the dark war machine standing quietly next to the computer. She couldn't help but start to think about whether it could be made into a portable armor that could be quickly equipped on the body.
Once this idea came to his mind, Chaoying immediately had an idea, took out a pen and drawings, and began to scribble a design draft on the paper.
As soon as Gu Zhuo and Sam got out of the car, he saw several soldiers on guard looking towards him.
After leading Sam and walking over, the leading soldier raised his gun and said to him:
"Don't move, search me!"
Helpless, Gu Zhuo had to act according to their rules first. He raised his hands and let the soldiers scan him all over.
They took out the two pistols Gu Zhuo had on him, as well as the walkie-talkie used to communicate with Chaoying.
The soldier returned the walkie-talkie and a pistol to Gu Zhuo, and kept one for himself. He inserted the gun into his belt. He was not as tall as Gu Zhuo. At this moment, he raised his head, pointed his nostril at Gu Zhuo, and said domineeringly:
"According to the rules here, if weapons are found, one must be turned in. Do you have any objection?"
Gu Zhuo laughed a little in his heart, but he didn't show any expression on his face:
"No."
"Okay, are you selling this dog?"
The soldier glanced at Sam again and saw that Sam's breed, coat color, and overall muscle lines were all very good. He couldn't help but like this dog.
"If I say no, will you not let me in?"
Hearing this, the soldier gave him a meaningful look, and he squatted down. He wanted to touch Sam, but Sam suddenly dodged him. He bared his teeth and looked at the soldier in front of him with a fierce look, as if Gu Zhuo
Just say a word and he will rush up and knock him down.
"What a fierce dog, tsk tsk, the more ferocious the dog, the better, haha! You can bring it in even if you don't want to sell it, but just don't be deceived by others. We are not the ones who are deceived."
Law enforcement team, please don’t come looking for us.”
The soldier spoke in a sinister tone. He stood up, let Gu Zhuo and Sam in, and stood back at his post.
"Sam, let's go."
Gu Zhuo told Sam, put the gun on his waist again, and then walked into the black market.
As soon as he entered the black market, Gu Zhuo smelled all kinds of strange smells. The smell was like sweat, blood, and various rotting meats mixed together. The strong smell made Gu Zhuo frown.
"Is this a black market or a wet market?"
He couldn't help covering his nose with his hands and looking around.
There are people in the black market who, like him, protect themselves very carefully. Everyone knows very well that although the black market has a certain order, it does not mean that it is necessarily safe.
The seat in front of Gu Zhuo turned out to be several monsters hanging upside down. Those monsters were completely dead, and now there were just a few mummies hanging there, like dried sausages.
The owner of the seat put up a sign in front of the monster's corpse, which read:
"Trading Monster Sample."
Seeing this sign, Gu Zhuo shook his head and sighed in his heart:
"Tsk, there are indeed all kinds of weird things here."
He crossed these strange seats. In addition to those selling monster samples, there were also people trading women and slaves.
Most of those women were young and pretty, but they looked very haggard and had numb expressions on their faces. They kept shivering on the ground. Some people walked over and wanted to trade them, but they didn't dare to look up and just stared at the ground.
, shivering all over.
As for those slaves, they are very different from these women.
Each of those slaves was very strong, no weaker than the soldiers standing guard outside. However, they were all restrained by iron chains at the moment. The iron chains rubbed and collided on the ground, making a "clang, clang, clang, clang" sound.
Those slaves looked like they hadn't had a good rest for a long time. Although they were still able to toss the chains, they had two deep dark circles under their eye sockets that were shocking.
"Fuck, this place is really shady. I don't know how it got to this scale."
Gu Zhuozhuo looked at this place and became more and more disappointed with the remaining humans on the earth. He also thought of the group of white wolves he saw last night. His first reaction was that these guys here are not as human as that group of white wolves.
He quickly avoided these places and searched the black market, trying to find merchants selling gasoline and materials.
After walking forward for a while, he keenly smelled the pungent smell of gasoline in the air. His eyes lit up and he saw a place in front of him filled with dozens of large oil drums.
A man was standing guard in front of the oil drum. He had several scars and burns on his face. He looked fierce and very difficult to deal with.
Gu Zhuo led Sam over and asked him:
"Are you trading gas?"
Seeing Gu Zhuo coming over to ask himself, the man looked at him with a sharp look like an eagle, and then said in a loud voice:
"Yes, I trade gasoline."
"How many liters are there in your dozens of barrels of gasoline?"
The man pointed to one of the oil barrels and said:
"An oil barrel is 200 liters. It is absolutely not adulterated. I filled it barrel by barrel! I have about thirty-five barrels of oil here. You can calculate how many liters you want!"
Gu Zhuo calculated and found that the man had about 7,000 liters of oil here. He would be enough to trade five or six barrels.
“How do I change a barrel of oil?”
Gu Zhuo asked.
"A dozen bandages, a box of toilet paper, five boxes of zopiclone, three boxes of aspirin, a box of sleeping pills, five bottles of disinfectant, five sets of cotton clothes, and some food! No haggling is accepted. If you can exchange it, exchange it. If you can't exchange it, just give it.
Come back!"
Gu Zhuo listened to what he wanted. Aspirin was for reducing fever and pain relief, zopiclone was a sedative, as well as bandages and toilet paper. It seemed that this guy was in short supply of daily hygiene products.
Although there are enough goods in the Doomsday Fortress, Gu Zhuo, who is used to zero-yuan purchases, can't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
After all, no one is helping them produce things like toilet paper anymore. If you use a little less, it will really disappear if you trade it.
"Forget it, let's talk about it later."
Gu Zhuo waved his hand and left the gasoline stall.
"snort."
The man snorted from his nose and continued to wait for his next meal without saying anything else.
Gu Zhuo just came here to test the market conditions in the black market. Now it seems that all these sellers are very open-minded. The amount of materials he wants to obtain is so huge that it is probably almost impossible to obtain it through black market transactions.
Yes.
However, he still wanted to try his luck, in case he met a businessman who was eager to sell a large amount of materials. This kind of thing was possible in any era.