Chapter 89: Shelter 3

In her opinion, these people can be fooled for a while, not for a lifetime, and no one will continue to take risks without ever being able to find the spar.
In other words, the number of zombies hunted may increase dramatically in a short time, but it will not have much impact on the total amount of 50,000.
After understanding, Su Han no longer paid attention to follow-up development, but began to look for people seriously.
Zhong Rui has always been the most conspicuous one in the vast crowd. Once it appeared, the surrounding crowd was instantly overshadowed. Therefore, when he walked through the outer circle but still didn't see his little friend, Su Han reacted, either he hadn't come yet, or he went to the inner circle.
Thinking about having to browse the map all over, to understand the general situation, she walked to the entrance.
"You need to pay 100g of food once you enter, and you must leave before 4 pm." The guard stopped the person.
Su Han didn't mind, and took out a packet of instant noodles and threw it over, exactly 100g.
The guard nodded and stepped aside, "Go in."
Su Han entered calmly.
After a little stroll, she found that there were obviously two styles of painting inside and outside. The outer circle is like a disaster camp, but the inner circle is a bit like a remote town before the disaster. There are not only single houses for rent, but also shops open for business.
Su Han glanced roughly, and found that there were grocery stores, small supermarkets, bakeries, and even exchanges that sold bullets and gasoline.
Along the street, there are wooden boards with recruitment notices. Say what caravan needs to recruit new employees, and they are well paid. I hope everyone will actively sign up.
Pedestrians in the inner circle usually have peaceful expressions on their faces, with little anxiety and anxiety.
……In general, everything is good, but no friends can be found.
Su Han was very distressed, and asked where Zhong Rui had gone, why couldn't he see people all the time? Do you still want a bazooka? !
But there is no way, the person is not there. After thinking about it, she entered the exchange.
"Hello." As soon as she entered the door, Miss Yingbin raised a standard smile on her face, and asked politely but not alienatedly, "Is this your first time shopping here?"
"Yes, the first time." Su Han looked curiously, but found solid wood furniture everywhere in the exchange, with crystal chandeliers hanging above his head, looking extraordinary.
"Okay, please follow me." Miss Yingbin walked ahead and led the way.
Su Han quickly followed.
After a while, the two came to the room in the corner. Miss Yingbin stopped and motioned to the customer to go in alone, "Please come in."
Su Han pushed the door boldly and entered.
The room is not big, there are only two chairs and a table of Eight Immortals. At this time, a gray-haired old man was sitting in a chair drinking tea. Seeing someone coming in, he said kindly, "Sit down."
Su Han sat down calmly, but was a little curious, "Why is it so complicated?"
The old man stroked his beard, and said slowly, "Customers are mostly taboo to be known how many products they have purchased, so our store pays special attention to protecting the privacy of customers."
"No wonder." Su Han showed a daze. In the next second, she went straight to the subject, "What's the good thing in the store? Show it out for me."
The old man smiled and handed a booklet, "All the products sold in the store are here."
Su Han took the look and found that there were pictures and texts in the pamphlet, which were very vivid. It's just those drawings, which are hand-painted at first glance.
Suddenly, she remembered the wooden signboard she saw when she came.
Determined, Su Han asked, "There are only various bullets in the booklet and the simplest May 4th pistol for sale. Are there no other good ones?"
"such as?"
"Timed explosives, rocket armor-piercing bombs, submachine guns, and grenades." Su Han reported four nouns in one breath.
She thought that if Zhong Rui was accidentally lost, she could get the rocket armor-piercing round and then use the weapon to kill. After all, the rocket launcher is not necessarily given to Zhong Rui, she can keep it for her own use if there is a chance.
The old man shook his head regretfully, "Sorry, other items are not for sale." For the safety of the shelter, the types of goods they can sell are very limited.
Su Han felt very sorry. But at the same time, she reacted-just not for sale, not for nothing.
"I always feel that there is only a price that can't move people's hearts, and there is no impossible transaction." Su Han said slowly.
"What kind of price can you quote?" The old man was very curious. In fact, some special customers deserve an exception, but he has only seen one such person since his work. Most people think that they are special and worthy of other people's eyes, but in fact...
"Rice, noodles, instant noodles, biscuits, perfume, toothpaste, shower gel, toothbrush, soap, there are more or less." Su Hanman replied casually.
Hearing that, the old man's eyelids jumped straight, and he couldn't control his facial expression. He said to his heart, which underground warehouse was this searched? Or, is this person actually a procurement staff of a certain power? Why are there so many varieties!
Su Han smiled brilliantly and asked knowingly, "Do you think it is worth making an exception?"
The old man smiled bitterly, "Even so, we can only sell grenades."
"Then we need 20 grenades and 70 bullets, Desert Eagle model." Su Han decided.
Next, the two had a heated discussion on the price issue. By the time the opinions were agreed, an hour had passed.
In the end, Su Han said decisively,
Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, pay with one hand, and deliver with the other. Don’t be awkward, it is no good for anyone.
The reason why the transaction was not completed immediately was because it was inconvenient to expose the existence of the portable warehouse.
"Of course." The old man responded with a smile.
Su Han waved goodbye, and then left.
However, as soon as she walked to the hall, she saw a familiar figure.
A fat man greeted Zhong Rui out of the room, nodded and bowed, smiling, as if he was receiving God.
Su Han was very curious, what exactly did the little friend buy in order to enjoy the VIP treatment.
Xu Shi's gaze was too hot, Zhong Rui noticed it and couldn't help but look back. When his eyes met, he found that it was Su Han. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and he said hello, "I just came, or are you planning to leave?"
"It's finished, I'm leaving." Su Han replied.
"Let's go together." Zhong Rui approached very naturally, and then left with his friends.
No words all the way.
After leaving the exchange, the two were in a tacit understanding and found a secluded corner before they started talking in a low voice.
"When did the last virus copy leave?" Su Han asked first.
Zhong Ruixin said, "You are not here, what am I doing in there?" "After a little shopping, I left. Looking at the forum, some people mentioned the late melee, but I didn't participate."
"That's good." Su Han breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately started talking about business, "Which items did I just buy? What price?"
Zhong Rui replied casually, "Thirty bundles of regular explosives and 50 grenades. I changed out all the food, daily necessities, and drinks I didn't want, and finally added some drugs. Drugs are scarce at present, and the price exceeds gold. As long as I am willing It’s easy to talk about everything if you take out the medicine in exchange."
After a pause, he showed regret, "It's a pity not to sell bazookas. Otherwise, no matter how high the asking price, you will have to change one."
Immediately afterwards, he turned around, "The good news is that the portable warehouse finally vacated a space. God knows how long it has been full!"
Su Hanxin said, this unlucky ghost. A few copies have passed, but the rocket launcher has not yet been obtained.
She turned sideways, took out the rocket launcher from the carry-on storage, and said casually, "Send you."
Zhong Rui, "!!!"
At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind, "Where did it come from?"
"Extra reward for customs clearance." Su Han didn't care much, "take it."
Without a bazooka, his second career would be useless. Therefore, Zhong Rui was also welcome and accepted. It was just that the line of sight fell on Su Han, occasionally flashing a different light.
Lowering his eyes, he pretended to be nonchalant and asked calmly, "What about you? What have you bought?"
"20 grenades, 70 matching bullets." Su Han was very thankful, "Finally, we can clear the inventory! The materials have been piled in the portable warehouse for a long time, and they can't be used up. Moreover, the talent skills are triggered from time to time, and the acquisition of materials is more than used. There are so many."
There are so many supplies that they are almost overflowing. This is not an exaggeration, but a big truth. She really doesn't want to show how to discard food fancyly in a survival game...
The two chatted a few more words, and finally decided to live in the outer circle first-the inner circle is safe but not convenient for activities.
After paying two cartons of milk as the rent for the tent, Su Han and Zhong Rui had a temporary place to stay.
Su Han has the heart to cook instant noodles, but considering that the instant noodles are too rich in aroma, it is likely to cause public outrage, so she put her thoughts off and changed to chocolate cake.

Night fell.
The residents who went out to find water, food, and supplies during the day gradually returned. The shelter was crowded with people coming and going, and it looked very lively.
Su Han talked to the little friend, then walked out of the tent and wandered around at will.
But after a while...
"Don't you want to go to the shelter?" The immature voice sounded behind him, his tone sounding strange and familiar.
Su Han, "..."
She turned around and, not surprisingly, saw the little girl she had met during the day.
"The plan can't keep up with the changes." Su Han said earnestly.
The little girl curled her lips, thinking this person was really strange.
Su Han changed the subject abruptly, "How is your battle? Did it succeed?"
"Don't mention it," the little girl said angrily. "It's a success, but it's no different from failure."
"How do you say?" Su Han raised his eyebrows.
"I led away all the zombies at the door, and then quickly checked the situation while the other zombies were far away." The little girl flattened her mouth and was very upset. "There are big buckets in the room. I picked one and opened it. It’s filled with light yellow liquid. Not only does it smell bad, but it’s also inaccessible."
"In other words, it's all in vain." She drooped her head and said in a daze, "Maybe it's not a hidden place at all, and no one finds the house. Instead, she found it, but she didn't want to waste her energy, so things were left. ."
At the same time, Su Han became serious unconsciously. Light yellow liquid, big barrels one by one, smells bad... She subconsciously thought of diesel.
The author has something to say: Zhong Rui (sounds and heart): You are so embarrassing, but I want to agree with myself.
Su Han: ...Are you sure you took the wrong script?