My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

"What, Uncle Ge, aren't you going back to town?"

Still lying on the grass, Hou Yong, who was swiping the trading market on the game panel, was stunned.

He was just thinking about whether he could get some by himself at the end of the year, borrow some from Ge Jian'an, and add some more loan to get a car back.

To improve the speed of making money in the wasteland.

But in the blink of an eye, after Ge Jianan went down the hillside and walked around for a while.

He was stunned.

Ge Jianan not only wanted to leave, but also left in such a hurry.

And just by looking at his expression, he knew that something must have happened that made him panic so much.

"The disaster in the town has changed a bit in the past few days. I don't know what it is, but Dabao left a message for me and asked me to go to another place to meet up."

"Little monkey, if you believe Uncle, before entering the town, you must remember to hide the food you earned from part-time work and see the situation."

"Also, remember not to act impulsive, think twice about everything!"

After a few words of warning, Ge Jianan wanted to say more.

But in the end, after leaving contact information for each other, he still held back his words and quickly opened the bag, and took out a small, unremarkable box in his arms.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, Ge Jianan sighed, and the figure quickly disappeared.

But it was not until Ge Jian'an's shadow could be seen in his field of vision that Hou Yong came back to his senses, and his numb face suddenly had a look of light.

"Changes... The Ge family's meeting point is not in the town..."

"Also reminded me not to bring food back to town..."

Being able to carry his mother in the wasteland to the present day, Hou Yong will naturally not be as honest as he appears.

Many times, he was just used to using this as a cover to cover up his true thoughts.

And the reason why he is so close to Ge Jian'an is because he has been in contact for a long time. He knows that the Ge family is a good person who would act like this.

As someone else, Hou Yong would never dare to walk together under such weather.

"Anyway, go back and have a look!"

Ge Dabao was able to escape with his family to wait for Ge Jian'an outside the town, but his old mother didn't have the strength and energy.

Lifting a snakeskin bag of food, Hou Yong's eyes flickered.

He first cautiously walked in the opposite direction to Ge Jian'an for more than 40 minutes. Then he found a small pothole on the ground, carefully hidden the grain bag in it, and marked it.

Then, without the restraint of his luggage, he quickly ran to the distance, and it only took a few minutes before his figure disappeared.

Half an hour passed...

An hour has passed...

Near the pothole where the grain was hidden, there was still only the hot wind blowing constantly at night and the neighing of a few noisy wild cicadas.

Suddenly.

A figure suddenly jumped up from the ground. It was none other than Hou Yong, who had been gone for a long time.

"It seems that Uncle Ge didn't lie to me, something happened in the town!"

But it was Ge Jian'an who did not covet his own food.

Hou Yong naturally wouldn't suspect that he said the following warning words to scare and play.

This time.

He took about one-fifth of the grain from the grain sack on the ground and put it in another small bag on his back.

Hou Yong did not suspect him, and quickly ran towards Longyin Town.

When I got off the train, it was one o'clock at night.

When I returned to the town, it was early five in the morning.

Looking at the town entrance, which was still no different from the past, he patiently lay on the ground and waited until the gate opened after the curfew was lifted at 6 o'clock.

Then he carried the bag and walked towards the town gate.

"Stop, where did it come from?"

"I'm Hou Yong. My home is at No. 5 Longzuo Street. I came back from working outside."

"Come back from work?" He glanced up and down at Hou Yong's dusty clothes and the grain sack he was carrying. Although the two guards standing at the entrance of the town had restrained expressions, there was still an obvious joy.

"What's on your back?"

"It's the money I earned from working outside, the food I bought"

"Food? You said that food is food?" The guard standing on the left gave a cruel smile, took the rifle off his back, and pointed it at Hou Yong: "The territory has reached a cooperation agreement with Wuyafu, and it will be soon. You will get material support, but in the past two days, there have been many criminals who want to destroy cooperation..."

"Throw your bag here, we have to check, otherwise..."

The guard on the right pulled the bolt of the gun and opened the safety directly. His seemingly friendly face suddenly had an indescribable ferocity.

"Don't... don't shoot, pack... pack for you"

Being pointed at by the gun, Hou Yong looked scared to pee, and hurriedly threw the bag on his back.

The guard on the left did not suspect him, and immediately opened the girdle on the bag to start checking.

"Huh? Bread, biscuits, corn chaff... and a bottle of Coke?"

Although there were not many things in the bag, the guard turned over a few times, but he was filled with joy, and the expression on Hou Yong's face became more and more elusive.

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with you, but there are contraband in these things, we need to check"

"When the inspection is over, you will naturally be notified to come and collect it."

"What? Contraband?" Hou Yong's eyes widened in disbelief for such a robbery: "How is it possible, I bought it from Wuyafu, absolutely not..."

"Then you are questioning our judgment?" Seeing Hou Yong's voice rising, the guard on the right stepped forward directly, with a big kick in front of Hou Yong's stomach.

But the funny thing is, I don't know if it is because I neglected to exercise, or I underestimate the physical fitness of Hou Yong, a peasant.

Not only did he fail to kick this kick, but the rifle in his hand almost flew out.

Seeing this, the guard on the left had no choice but to stare, and instantly turned on the gun safety: "Squat down and hold your head, or I'll shoot!"

"Alright, alright, check the things, don't kill me!"

The situation is stronger than the people.

With two guns pointed at his head, not to mention Hou Yong didn't have a gun in his hand, even if he had him, he wouldn't dare to fight the guards at the town gate.

When he squatted down, the guard on the right was naturally arrogant, and came over and kicked a few times, infecting Hou Yong with several large footprints.

"get out!"

Holding back the anger in his heart, he finally waited for the contemptuous voice to sound.

Hou Yong breathed a sigh of relief, then lowered his head and hurriedly entered the gate and walked into the town.

"Fortunately, there is news about Uncle Ge, otherwise all the materials earned from working part-time jobs will be lost!"

Walking around the corner, Hou Yong turned his head bitterly.

It wasn't until he completely remembered the faces of the two guards that he walked home with a sense of happiness for the rest of his life.

A hail disaster passed.

Longyin Town, which was already unable to develop, was undoubtedly worse.

Not to mention that the houses on the road are full of holes visible to the naked eye, and even the gravel road underfoot is full of potholes.

And those buildings that were familiar before, are now mostly disfigured and lost their former style.

Including some of the "rich people" in the town, also lost their former lavishness, and looked a lot poorer.

Walk all the way to Longclaw Street.

Hou Yong saw his mother from far away who got up early in the morning and was busy at the door, and he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief.

When they first crossed into the wasteland, there were originally five people in the Hou family.

Hou's father, Hou's mother, and Hou Yong's two older brothers.

It's just that in the past eight years, too many accidents have happened, and now only mother and son are left to depend on each other.

"Mom, I'm back!"

With a loud shout, Hou Yong quickened his pace, and soon saw the "home" that was almost in ruins.

The small courtyards that were originally cleaned up were all deep pits the size of basketballs, one after the other.

The three houses made of wood have now collapsed in two, and only the main house, which is made of more materials, is barely supporting.

However, in the past eight years, after getting used to treating the house as a consumable item, Hou Yong is not sad.

On the contrary, Mother Hou looked up and down to see him returning empty-handed, and the large footprints on his body that had not been wiped clean, and could not help but feel sadness, tears streaming down his face like broken strings: "Son, you are confused, you Why are you coming back!"

"Mom, I'm fine, they just kicked me a few times, it's fine!"

The mother-in-law is only forty-five years old, but on the surface she looks as old as an old man in his sixties, with wrinkles all over his face.

Seeing her cry, Hou Yong knew it in his heart, but there were too many people on the street to talk about it.

He could only pull the mother-in-law all the way to the main house in the yard that was about to collapse, and whispered, "Mom, most of the food I brought back is hidden, don't worry!"

"Are you hiding?" The mother-in-law stopped crying, her dark eyes suddenly lit up.

But in the next second, thinking of the emptying of her family's reserves, she cried again: "God has a disaster, but the lord wants us ordinary people to use the food that we have worked so hard to save for several years to supplement the emptiness of our territory. The two months of rations you saved after working hard before were taken away by them and confiscated, everything... nothing!"

"What, our rations were taken away by them?!"

Hou Yong was stunned for a moment, but the words Ge Jian'an had said before, as well as the various conversations they had on the train, reverberated in his mind unconsciously.

However, this information is too complicated and involves too many aspects.

He didn't have the sharp ingenuity of Ge Jian'an, and after just a few connections, he felt that he couldn't start.

It can only be judged vaguely based on previous experience that the Dragon Phoenix Territory is probably the same as those small territories that closed down, and it is almost at the end.

"It's okay, Mom, I hid enough food for us for a month and a half, and it's enough to escape to other territories!"

"But we don't have any trading points to buy other territorial identities!"

"Uh..." Hou Yong also felt a bit of a quandary when he thought of the single-digit trading points left on the game panel.

The price of identity in the game panel, even the cheapest territory needs to start at 10 points.

Two people, it's 20 o'clock.

If the territory is stable, these points can be collected by working hard for three or five months.

But the problem is...

"Mom, don't worry, I just borrowed enough money to change a new territory. This Dragon-Phoenix territory is definitely not allowed to stay."

"But we didn't know each other..."

"It's okay, I know Dabao, his father Ge Jianan came back from outside with me, and he will definitely lend it to us!" Thinking of the contact information Ge Jianan left before he left, Hou Yong's expression condensed.

The ants are still alive.

He could clearly feel that Ge Jianan knew more than him, and his ideas were more ambitious.

There are also some extremely dangerous elements in the information passed to him from time to time on the train, and if they are extracted and supplemented, they are "rebellion"!

In the past, when there was a chance of survival, there was a case where his father and brother risked their lives, and he might turn away from such a person after he was moved.

But now, being driven to a dead end, even if he risked his life, he would never choose to continue to sit still!

"Mom, you always told me not to imitate my father and brother, but this time, if the opportunity is ripe, my son will try it anyway"

"It's done. Not only will we be able to collect enough money to buy an identity, we might even be able to pick up a capable car by the end of the year!"

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A word is stamped.

On June 26, the eighth year of the last calendar year, the third day that Ge Jianan returned to the Dragon and Phoenix Territory.

Early morning.

Standing in the backyard, Su Mo, who was fighting fiercely back and forth with Feng Long, suddenly slowed down, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What?" Feng Long held the wooden stick in his hand and stopped.

"He agreed!"

"Who?" Feng Long was stunned, but he didn't expect that who would attract Somo's attention.

"Ge Jian'an, the one I interviewed three days ago"

"That weak scholar?" Feng Long curled his lips, threw the stick aside boringly, picked up the kettle on the ground and drank half of the bottle before saying, "Isn't it just a small territory with thousands of people, where do you need it? You put all your effort into these vain tactics, and the special forces assigned to you in two days will be in place, and I will personally take them there and destroy them."

In previous years, there were actually quite a few small territories that jumped against the Tianyuan territory.

Some rely on the agreement of human beings not to attack each other, some rely on the sky is high and the water is far away, and some are instructed by others to deliberately disgust.

When dealing with these "idiots", the whole territory often pays no attention and just smiles.

But the dragon and phoenix territory is different. Their position is just stuck on the business road. If they really become the minions of Wuyafu, it will inevitably lead to disaster.

This time, Feng Long stepped down from his position in the Northern Military Region to facilitate this.

Just before, what Feng Long thought about was to go to the black market to find some people, and give the Dragon and Phoenix Territory up and down overnight.

After meeting Soma, he changed his plan a little.

"It's different. I will take that person to Baoyu County to train him well in the future. Don't think that he is ordinary now. Maybe you will have to call him in the future... Master Ge"

"Yo, then I have to take a good look at this Master Ge's methods." Being teased by Su Mo, Feng Long was not angry, but sat down happily and quarreled.

This scene fell in the eyes of Wang Qian, who was sitting around, and even the other team members.

Can't help but make everyone's eyes widen.

Feng Long, that is the famous killing **** in Tianyuan territory.

His fiery temper, his ruthlessness in doing what he says, and his excellent means are all known to everyone.

But after these three days, staying by Soma's side, he is like an ordinary person who is indifferent to the world.

A good attitude makes people feel a little unreal!

"Come here, don't stand starving, the food is already on the table, hurry up and eat!"

"Hands are fast, hands are slow!"

Beat the gong, beat the drum.

Sun Quan ran out of the backyard, there was still a lump of food in his mouth that he didn't swallow, and he was blowing hot air out.

Su Mo smiled and said, "Where did you sing today?"

"The broth that Chef Pei hangs himself, and the soup dumplings he makes, limited to 30 cages"

"Whoever runs slower, whoever eats less!"

After speaking, Sun Quan ran away.

Looking at his blushing face, it was obvious that some unexplainable good things were added to the soup.

"Let's go, let Pei Shao cook for you, this is the only one in this territory."

At the beginning of the meal, Feng Long was still a little embarrassed.

But he was stared at by Pei Shao's "kind" eyes so much that he would go out of his way to be a layman.

Canteen on the second floor.

Su Mo and Feng Long took the lead, and the other members of the Northern Military Region sat on the left and right.

Compared with more than a month ago, the pigeons are leaving in large numbers after the summer harvest.

Not only are the people in Sangtian Town much colder, but most of the familiar faces who often eat in Zizai Liangfang are gone.

"The soup dumplings are here~"

Wheezing sounded, everyone turned their heads, and saw Pei Shao in a white chef's uniform and a high hat walking quickly.

"Master Feng, you have to eat slowly"

"I know, I know, it's hard work for Chef Pei!" Looking at Pei Shao's bad eyes, Feng Long laughed awkwardly, which instantly attracted the laughter of all the team members, and was filled with a happy atmosphere for a while.

After a brief introduction of how to eat, and a few words of embarrassment to seal the dragon, Pei Shao Shi Shiran left.

"Hey, delicious!"

Lightly biting open the skin of the soup dumpling, and sucking out the incomparably sweet soup inside, Soma groaned with satisfaction, only to feel a lot more comfortable all over.

People take food as their heaven.

Even in the wasteland, Chinese people's pursuit of food is still tirelessly passed down.

Comparing those delicacies in the deep sea world, it is no different from pig food.

"Unfortunately, you won't be able to enjoy it when you go to Baoyu County soon." Feng Long muttered vaguely. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

"People always have to look up and move forward. It's no fun to stay in this Sangtian town, not to mention that the grain business in the town is now under the control of Zizai Liangfang. Staying here is also waiting. Disaster is approaching day by day"

"That's right," Feng Long murmured, "If it goes on like this, I think this Sangtian Town will have to be renamed. Is it better to change it to Zizai Town?"

"Zizai Town?" Su Mo chuckled: "Isn't it called Liangfang Town... wait..."

"Um?"

"It's okay, I just remembered something from the past." Su Mo shook his head and continued to concentrate on eating the soup dumplings.

Even though the facts told him that the first Liangfang Town ruins that he had just entered in the wasteland were definitely not related to what he said casually.

The former is a city founded by the people of the Yan Kingdom after they came to the wasteland, while the latter is a town that will evolve from his own Tianyuan territory in the future.

But for some reason, Soma felt a little strange in his heart, and had a kind of good-natured feeling.

"Forget it, thinking about this ethereal thing isn't just adding to your troubles."

"tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow, we will be able to raise enough funds to let Pei Shao help buy those alloys and start building daily battle armor!"

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