Late at night.

Chu Guang slept very uneasily. He woke up several times and touched the gun hidden in his sleeping bag before falling asleep fitfully again.

It was so comfortable in the shelter, and he didn't have to worry about any danger at all, that he couldn't adapt to being suddenly returned to such an unstable environment.

"I'm slacking off."

Chu Guang sighed, and unconsciously touched the gun hidden in the quilt. The thick and long barrel was full of security.

I don’t know what’s going on with the players.

Although he and Xiaoqi had explained what to do when he was away, he still couldn't let go of his absence.

After sleeping until five in the morning and then waking up again, Chu Guang couldn't fall asleep, so he kept his eyes open and waited quietly.

It wasn't until it was dark outside the window that he got out of his sleeping bag, put on his clothes, and carried the steel pipe and the gun he just bought on his back.

This time I go out, I guess I will have to come back after a long time.

The mayor's demand forced him to advance his moving plan, and all preparations had to be completed before the end of the month.

If we cannot reserve enough supplies for a hundred people, we will have to wait until February or March next year before conducting the next round of testing.

The whole winter must be wasted.

open the door.

Chu Guang, who had packed up his equipment and was about to set off, happened to meet the men of the Wang family.

Wang Defu, who was causing trouble at his door yesterday, glanced at him without saying a word, but his eyes were somewhat provocative.

Perhaps it was because his father, eldest and second brothers were all around, plus the fact that he was hunting on his back, his courage was obviously much greater than yesterday, and he seemed to be showing off his power.

Of course Chu Guang would not be as knowledgeable as a little kid.

The sixteen-year-old boy was already considered a man of his own in Beit Street, but in his eyes, he was just a kid with no hair on his head.

"Hey, don't die."

Chu Guang ignored him and didn't even look at him.

The Wang family child was angry, gritting his teeth and blushing. He felt humiliated by this stranger's disregard.

However, just when he was about to make an irrational provocation, the elder brother next to him suddenly put his hand on his shoulder.

Although he was still a little angry, Wang Defu soon calmed down.

It can be seen that this child listens to his brother's words very much.

Chu Guang glanced at the eldest son of the Wang family, and the powerful man was also looking at him.

From that person, Chu Guang sensed a hint of danger, but it was not obvious.

Interestingly, when observing him, the man's face clearly showed a hint of surprise, although it was carefully hidden.

Hunter's intuition——

This guy is difficult to deal with!

After a brief eye contact, both parties quickly looked away.

There is no need to cause unnecessary trouble.

The Wang family members have gone far away.

Chu Guang is also ready to leave.

At this time, a crisp sound came from behind.

"Be careful on the road."

Chu Guang stopped and turned around, seeing Xiaoyu hiding behind the door and peeking at him.

Chu Guang smiled and said lightly.

"Well, thank you."

"Need not."

In the blink of an eye, the little girl slipped back into the house and disappeared.

…

It's six o'clock in the morning, and it's almost daylight.

The gate of Beit Street slowly opened. Survivors carrying backpacks, bows and arrows, daggers, crossbows and other equipment walked in groups on the cracked concrete pavement and weeds emerging from the cracks.

Heading to the ruins.

But today, two hundred years later, it is no longer so easy to find good things in the wasteland. Occasionally, the bullet casings dropped by mercenaries or looters can be regarded as treasures.

Chu Guang did not leave the settlement immediately, but spent some time at the door. After everyone had gone away, he went to Old Charlie's recycling bin.

"I need 7 kilograms of green wheat. These are blackjack chips. There are also tobacco leaves for curing meat... How much can I exchange for 4 chips?" Chu Guang asked, having never bought one.

"One o'clock or two."

"Then come four taels!"

Food is key to development.

Only by preparing more food can you recruit more players to work for you.

It is impossible for the survivors to drink green wheat every day to make porridge. Even if they could bear it, they themselves would not be able to bear it.

Now that we have guns, hunting will be much easier than before.

Chu Guang planned to buy some tobacco leaves and make pickled products from the uneaten meat to reserve for the winter.

Old Charlie raised his eyelids.

"I remember you just bought five kilograms of green wheat a few days ago."

"Any questions?" Chu Guang answered casually.

Old Charlie grinned.

"It's nothing, it's good to save more money."

Chu Guang, who was planning the future, suddenly felt alarmed.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

He suddenly realized a problem.

It has been a while since I brought back any useful garbage or other harvests, but I purchased a large amount of supplies twice in a row.

The mayor may not notice that he is a small person, but others will inevitably wonder where he got so much money.

But old Charlie didn't say anything, maybe he didn't care at all, he helped him weigh the food, and then sent him out the door with a smile.

"I was careless..."

After exiting the gate of Beit Street and turning a corner, Chu Guang breathed a sigh of relief and stopped to observe for a while before continuing forward.

More than 10 chips are already a "huge sum" of money for scavengers, because they usually cannot save money.

However, twice in a row, he spent a huge amount of money, more than 20 chips, to purchase supplies that he could not consume in a short period of time.

Old Charlie was quite kind to him, after all, he came from the shelter, but after all, he was the mayor's servant.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang couldn't help but frown.

It's a pity that the businessman named Liszt only sells grain and sells industrial products from Boulder City.

Perhaps, I should try my luck at Brown Farm.

…

Seven kilograms of green wheat and ten liters of drinking water, plus bullets and equipment, weighed more than twenty kilograms, which was heavy on his shoulders.

In addition to moving things, Chu Guang also had to carefully conserve his strength and beware of dangers lurking in the shadows.

Even though his muscles contained extraordinary strength, he could only walk for a while, stop for a while, and observe the road conditions before moving on.

The roads outside the settlements are not easy to walk, and sometimes you have to avoid collapsed roads and pass through collapsed high-rise buildings.

Chu Guang suddenly felt envious of the protagonists in "The End of the World" and "Dying Light" who could parkour in the ruins carrying a lot of things, while he could only walk step by step.

perhaps……

Should I buy a cow next time?

I just don’t know if that guy Liszt will sell it.

Fortunately, none of the alien species he encountered along the way found him.

Walk through the ruins.

After walking along the road for a while, Chu Guang finally arrived at the sanatorium in Wetland Park before 8:30 in the morning.

However, what surprised Chu Guang was that when he arrived, he found that all four closed beta players were already online.

not only that.
To be continued...