Games Survive Without Boundaries
Shelters 3

According to him, these people can be fooled for a while, not a lifetime, and no one will continue to take risks without ever being able to find the spare.

In other words, the number of zombies hunted could increase dramatically in a short period of time, but it would not have much impact on the total number of 50,000.

After understanding, Su Han no longer paid attention to the follow-up developments, but started looking for people seriously.

Zhong Rui had always been the most conspicuous among the many people. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding crowd was instantly overshadowed. Therefore, when he walked through the outer circle but still did not see his little friend, Su Han reacted, either he had not come yet, or he went into the inner circle.

Thinking about having to scour the entire map, to understand the general situation, he walked to the entrance.

“You have to pay for 100 grams of food once you enter, and you have to leave before 4 pm.” The guard stopped the man.

Su Han did not mind, and took out a pack of instant noodles and threw them at exactly 100g.

The guard nodded and stepped to the side, "Get in."

Su Han entered quietly.

After a short walk, he discovered that there were clearly two styles of painting inside and outside. The outer circle was like a disaster camp, but the inner circle was somewhat like a remote city before the disaster occurred. Not only single homes are rented out, but also shops that are open for business.

Su Han took a rough glance, and found that there were grocery stores, small supermarkets, bakeries, and even money changers selling bullets and gasoline.

Along the way, there were wooden boards with recruitment notices. Tell me what the caravan needs to recruit new employees, and they get paid well. He hopes everyone will actively sign up.

Pedestrians in the inner circle usually have peaceful expressions on their faces, with a hint of anxiety and anxiety.

…… In general, everything is fine, but no friends can be found.

Su Han was extremely distressed, and asked where Zhong Rui went, why couldn't he see people all the time? Does he still want a bazooka? !

But it's impossible, that guy doesn't exist. After thinking about it, he entered the exchange.

“Halo.” As soon as she entered the door, Miss Yingbin raised a standard smile on her face, and asked politely but not estranged, “Is this your first time shopping here?”

“Ya, first time.” Su Han looked on curiously, but finding solid wood furniture everywhere instead, with crystal lamps hanging above his head, looked incredible.

“Oke, please follow me.” Miss Yingbin walked forward and led the way.

Su Han immediately followed after him.

After a while, the two came to the room in the corner. Miss Yingbin stopped and gestured for the customer to enter by herself, "Please enter."

Su Han pushed the door boldly and entered.

The room was not large, there were only two chairs and a table of the Eight Immortals. At this moment, a gray-haired old man was sitting on a chair while drinking tea. Seeing someone enter, he said kindly, "Sit down."

Su Han sat quietly, but was a little curious, "Why is this so complicated?"

The old man stroked his beard, and said slowly, "Customers are mostly taboo to know how many products they have purchased, so our store pays special attention to protecting the privacy of customers."

“No wonder,” Su Han showed confusion. The next second, he went straight to the topic, "What's a good thing in the store? Show it to me."

The old man smiled and gave a booklet, "All the products sold in the store are here."

Su Han looked and found there were pictures and text in the pamphlet, which was very clear. Only those images, which were at a glance hand-painted.

Suddenly, he remembered the wooden nameplate he had seen when he came.

Determined, Su Han asked, "There are only a variety of bullets in the booklet and the simplest pistol of May 4th sold. Is there nothing good?"

"like?"

“Time explosive materials, rocket armoured penetrating bombs, submachine guns, and grenades.” Su Han reported four nouns in one breath.

He thought that if Zhong Rui got lost accidentally, he could get a bullet through the rocket armor and then use that weapon to kill. After all, the rocket launcher was not necessarily given to Zhong Rui, he could store it for his own use if the opportunity arose.

The old man shook his head regretfully, “Sorry, other items are not for sale.” For the safety of shelters, the types of goods they could sell were very limited.

Su Han felt very sorry. But at the same time, he reacted - not for sale, not for nothing.

“Akubalways feel there is only a price that cannot move people's hearts, and no transaction is impossible.” Su Han said slowly.

“How much price can you quote?” The old man was very curious. In fact, some special customers deserved an exception, but he had only seen one such person since his job. Most people think that they are special and worth seeing others, but the reality is ...

“Nasi, noodles, instant noodles, biscuits, perfume, toothpaste, shower gel, toothbrush, soap, there is more or less,” replied Su Han casually.

Hearing that, the old man's eyelids leaped straight, and he could not control his facial expression. He said in his heart, Which underground warehouse was this ransacked? Or, was this person actually a procurement staff with a certain strength? Why are there so many different kinds!

Su Han smiled brilliantly and asked mindfully, "Do you think it's appropriate to make an exception?"

The old man smiled bitterly, "Although that's the case, we can only sell grenades."

“Then we need 20 grenades and 70 bullets, Desert Eagle.” model Su Han decided.

Next, the two discussed hotly about the price issue. By the time the opinion was agreed, an hour had passed.

In the end, Su Han said firmly, "Tomorrow at nine in the morning, pay with one hand, and send with the other. Don't be awkward, it's not good for anyone."

Su Han waved goodbye, then left.

However, as soon as he walked into the hall, he saw a familiar figure.

A fat man greeted Zhong Rui out of the room, nodded and bowed, smiling, as if he was receiving a God.

Su Han was very curious, what exactly did that little friend buy to enjoy the VIP treatment.

Xu Shi's gaze was too hot, Zhong Rui noticed it and could not help but look back. When his eyes met, he discovered that it was Su Han. The corner of his mouth slightly raised and he said hello, "I just came, or are you planning to leave?"

“It's done, I go.” Su Han replied.

“Come go together.” Zhong Rui approached very naturally, then left with his friends.

There are no words along the way.

After leaving the exchange, the two quietly understood and found a remote corner before they started speaking in a low voice.

“When did the last virus copy go?” Su Han asked first.

Zhong Rui said, "You're not here, what am I doing there?" "After shopping for a while, I left. Looking at the forum, some people mentioned the late melee, but I didn't participate."

“That's great.” Su Han sighed in relief, and immediately started talking about business, “What kind of stuff did you just buy?

Zhong Rui replied casually, “Thirty bundles of ordinary explosives and 50 grenades. I replaced all the food, daily necessities, and drinks I didn't want, and ended up adding some medicine. Drugs were currently rare, and the price exceeded that of gold. As long as I'm willing it's easy to talk about everything if you take the medicine instead. "

After a moment of silence, he showed regret, "It's a pity not to sell the bazooka. Otherwise, whatever price is requested, I must change it."

Soon after, he turned around, "The good news is that the portable warehouse has finally emptied the space. I don't know how long it's been full!"

Su Han said, this damn ghost. Several copies have passed, but the rocket launcher has not been obtained.

He turned to the side, took out the rocket launcher from the luggage storage, and said casually, "Send."

Zhong Rui, "!!!"

Right now, there was only one thought left in his mind, "Where did it come from?"

"Additional gift for customs." Su Han didn't really care, "take it."

Without bazooka, neither career would be useful. Therefore, Zhong Rui was also accepted and accepted. It was just that the line of sight fell on Su Han, occasionally emitting a different light.

Lowering his eyes, he pretended to be indifferent and asked calmly, "What about you? What did you buy?"

“20 grenades, 70 suitable bullets.” Su Han is very grateful, “Finally, we can finish the inventory! The material has been stacked in a portable warehouse for a long time, and cannot be used. Moreover, talent skills were triggered from time to time. There's a lot of it. "

There were so many supplies that they almost overflowed. This is not exaggerated, but a great truth. He really didn't want to show you how to lavishly throw away food in the game of survival ...

The two chatted a few more words, and finally decided to stay in the outer circle first - the inner circle was safe but uncomfortable for the activity.

After paying for two cartons of milk as a tent rental, Su Han and Zhong Rui got a temporary residence.

Su Han had the heart to cook instant noodles, but given that his instant noodles were too rich in aroma, it was likely to incur public outrage, so he switched his mind and turned to chocolate cake.

**

Nightfall.

The people who went out to find water, food, and supplies during the day gradually returned. The shelter was full of people coming and going, and looked very lively.

Su Han spoke to the little friend, then walked out of the tent and went around as he pleased.

But after a while ...

“Do you not want to go to the shelter?” An immature voice rang out behind him, his tone sounding strange and familiar.

Su Han, "..."

He turned around and, unsurprisingly, looked at the little girl he had met all day.

“The plan cannot keep up with the changes,” Su Han said solemnly.

The little girl pursed her lips, thinking this person was very strange.

Su Han changed the subject abruptly, "How was your battle? It worked?"

"Don't mention it," the little girl said angrily, "It was a success, but it was no different from failure."

“What do you think?” Su Han raised his eyebrows.

“I brought away all the zombies in the door, and then quickly checked the situation while the other zombies were far away.” The little girl clenched her mouth and was very upset. “There's a big bucket in the room. I took one and opened it. It was filled with light yellow liquid. Not only does it smell bad, but it is also inaccessible. "

“In other words, everything was in vain.” He lowered his head and said confusedly, “Maybe it is not a hidden place at all, and no one found the house. Instead, he found it, but he did not want to waste his energy, so everything was left behind. . "

At the same time, Su Han unwittingly became serious. Light yellow liquid, big vats one by one, the smell is not good ... He unconsciously thought of solar.