Lu Nange died in a car accident and woke up inside a male-oriented apocalypse novel.
Good news:
Her original identity was a rich, beautiful socialite—and the younger sister of one of ...
The next day, the morning light was dim, and sunlight shone through the gaps between the branches onto the ground.
Lu Nange and his men gathered in high spirits and drove to the market outside the base.
The materials collected from the logistics park in the past two days have been roughly sorted out in the parking lot and taken over by Lu Nange.
However, last night Lu Nange asked the system manager to make a detailed classification. Once she arrived at the trade market, she followed the classification and dropped the supplies from the space onto each corresponding stall.
When Chi Si arrived on time with the ten staff members, they no longer saw empty stalls.
But there are mountains of goods.
The stalls are still, the supplies are overflowing, the aisles are clear, and the staff are on standby...
Everything is ready, waiting for the market to officially open to the public.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining...
The golden shields on both sides extended forward, just blocking the sun above the stall...
Accompanied by a low metallic friction sound, the golden gate at the entrance of the market was slowly opened!
Outside the gate, there is no complete defense.
The roads on both sides were blocked by extended metal fences, forming a safe buffer channel.
It can not only effectively prevent scattered zombies from approaching, but also allow the guards on the watchtower to detect vehicles or survivors coming from afar in advance.
At this time, Zhang Ao and Wang Xingchen were responsible for the security and reception of the gate area.
After yesterday's emergency training, the two were now wearing the same uniform and the badge of the Flame Heart Level 4 Psychic on their chests, looking particularly energetic and capable.
They each led a third-level psychic team member out of the gate.
As soon as the gate opened, there were more than a dozen vehicles with various modifications parked outside the metal fence!
There are off-road vehicles, sedans, buses...
The people in the car had obviously been waiting for a long time. When they saw the gate open and someone walked out, they immediately couldn't wait to ask through the fence.
"Hey! How do I get in?"
"Is everything you say on this flyer true? Are there really supplies available for exchange?"
"Are you trying to trick us into going to the killing ground?"
Inside the door, Lu Nange, who was leaning against the back door observing the situation, heard it clearly and his mouth twitched slightly.
“Isn’t it a little late to ask this at someone’s door?”
Zhang Ao replied from across the fence, "To enter the market, each person must pay a Level 1 crystal core as an entrance fee. Our Flame Heart base is reputable and has everything listed on the flyer. Everyone is welcome."
The people outside the door heard this and started talking about it...
"A first-level crystal core? It's not expensive."
"Here, here you go! Open the door and let us in!"
"Hurry up, it feels unsafe to just stand there. Zombies might show up at any time!" Someone complained while handing over the crystal core tentatively.
Wang Xingchen: “Don’t worry, everyone, we will clean up this area regularly every morning, and there will definitely not be hordes of zombies.
Furthermore, we have people watching around us at all times to ensure your safety.”
As he was speaking, the sound of a car engine came from behind him again.
The chattering crowd is now urging us to hurry up and get in...
Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhang Ao signaled the team members to open the entrance of the fence and began to collect the crystal cores and register them in an orderly manner.
The whole process was orderly...
Lu Nange and his wife were leaning leisurely on the recliner in the checkout area.
When the first group of survivors crossed the threshold with a mixed feeling of nervousness, curiosity and excitement.
The leading man first hunched his back cautiously, gathering power in his palms.