Before the yacht arrived in Moss City, Jiang Fei went into the supermarket warehouse to look for expired supplies.

Otherwise, when she needed supplies and relationships to enter the city, she would have to look for them.

There were not many expired supplies in the warehouse, so Jiang Fei picked out some cheap and ordinary things to make up the number.

A total of 10 large boxes were packed.

Although some of the food was past its expiration date, the packaging was clean and tidy, not like something you would find in a supermarket.

In order to avoid suspicion, Jiang Fei planned to make it look old.

He left the supermarket and brought Su Liuyuan, Ling Zhaorui, and Xiao Chuxia in to help.

Jiang Fei told them what to do.

"For foods like bread and instant noodles that are inflatable, you poke them with a needle to let the air out, and then crumple the packaging bag."

"Plastic bottles, glass bottles, cans, scratched with a knife."

"Take apart the cigarettes and leave only the tobacco inside. Put all the tobacco into a small bag later, spray some water on it and seal it to release the damp smell."

After teaching the three people, Jiang Feiqi filled a large basin of soil on the ground outside the warehouse.

Then add some water and mix it with mud.

Apply liberally to the packaging bag and set aside to dry.

The four of them worked very quickly.

In less than an hour, the supplies in the box became dirty and showed signs of aging.

After putting the boxes away, Jiang Fei took out a few sets of worn-out clothes and shoes, a straw hat, and the yellowest-colored foundation, and distributed them to the three of them.

"We don't know what the situation is in Moss City. For safety reasons, everyone should disguise themselves."

"You guys should change into these old clothes and shoes outside the tent, and wear the thermostatic clothes inside, and apply foundation on the exposed skin."

"Then we will pretend to be wandering survivors and go to the city of Moss."

Su Liuyuan and others took the things and did as they were told.

Jiang Fei also changed into one of the tents.

She looked for thin coats with high collars and long pants, with only her hands and face showing.

Jiang Fei put on a khaki foundation and walked out wearing a straw hat.

When I looked up, I saw three sallow faces.

With the big tattered straw hat on his head, it looks inexplicably funny.

Especially the clothes on his body had holes in them.

I feel like I can go out and beg for food just by holding a bowl.

Su Liuyuan picked up a wooden stick and said, "I am the leader of the Beggars' Sect!"

Ling Zhaorui: "Boss, your shoelaces are untied."

Su Liuyuan silently bent down to tie his shoelaces, and Jiang Fei and Xiao Chuxia couldn't help laughing.

After leaving the supermarket with the three of them, Jiang Feichen gave clothes, shoes and foundation to Mo Yanan, Mu Qingzhou and Lu Yu.

After a while, three more homeless men with sallow skin appeared on the boat.

According to the pirates' nautical chart, Lu Yu drove to a remote beach to make it convenient for Jiang Fei to pack up the yacht.

Mu Qingzhou was there, Jiang Fei pretended to say:

"I'm going to find a place to hide the yacht. You guys wait for me in the dead woods over there."

After letting Lu Yu and others leave, Jiang Fei brought Da Huang and Xiao Hei into the supermarket.

Dahuang was locked up in the cat villa, and Xiaohei was tied next to the dog kennel.

After exiting the supermarket, Jiang Fei checked his surroundings.

After making sure there was no one there, they packed up the yacht and replaced it with an old van.

After taking out two bags of expired supplies and putting them in the trunk, Jiang Fei got in the car and drove towards the dead forest in the distance.

Lu Yu and his companions intentionally blocked Mu Qingzhou's sight, so the other party did not see the yacht disappear out of thin air.

Jiang Fei stopped the car and explained symbolically:

"This is the car I used to keep on the yacht and we drove it to Moscow."

Mu Qingzhou didn't think much about it.

He had seen helipads on yachts.

It's not surprising that a yacht can accommodate a car.

Lu Yu gave Jiang Fei the map of Moss City.

The city of Moss is about 300 kilometers away from the sea, and the road is rugged and difficult to drive on.

It was almost evening when Jiang Fei and others arrived at the only entrance and exit of Moss City.

Seven or eight strong foreign men with guns are guarding here.

When they saw a car approaching, they raised their guns at the same time.

The burly man in the lead shouted in English, "Stop the car and check your pass."

Jiang Fei cooperated and stopped the car, rolled down the window and communicated in English: "We don't have a pass."

"We are survivors who wandered here. We heard that the conditions in Moss City are better than outside, so we came here."

Thinking that their car was picked up, the sturdy man said, "You are quite lucky."

"If you want to enter the city, each person must pay a pound of rice."

"Bread, instant noodles, canned food, etc. are all fine. It depends on what you can come up with."

"Why is it so expensive..." Jiang Fei complained in a pretended dissatisfied manner.

"Because your entry into the city includes your residence." The strong man said impatiently:

"If you want to come in, come in or leave."

Jiang Fei: "Let's go in."

"We have bread, instant noodles, and beer in the car. How do we calculate it?"

The sturdy man's eyes lit up.

Beer is a rare good thing.

"One bottle of beer per person, three bags of bread per person, and two bags of instant noodles per person."

Jiang Fei got out of the car, but did not rush to take the supplies. Instead, he took out a dirty sausage from his pocket and stuffed it into the hand of the strong man.

"What kind of accommodation does Moss City arrange for us?"

There are benefits. The strong man's attitude was much better than before: "Generally speaking, the survivors who come in will be arranged to live in the factory buildings in the refugee area, with hundreds of people crowded together."

"No matter who it is, they can come in and out of the factory at will. There is no security or privacy at all."

"If you have enough supplies, I suggest you take more supplies and exchange them for a new building."

"The environment there is better than in the factory, and there is a separate toilet."

"Two rooms are enough for the seven of you, both men and women."

Jiang Fei: "If we change to a tube building, how much more supplies will each of us need?"

"Three bags of instant noodles per person." The Zhuang-Han tone became frivolous:

"But if you and the girl in the car play with me, I can give you a discount."

The sturdy man was about to put his hand on Jiang Fei's shoulder.

A pistol was pressed against his side.

"Want your kidney?"

At the same time, Lu Yu, who was in the passenger seat, raised his gun and pointed it at the burly man.

I didn't expect them to have guns. The strong man put his hand away awkwardly: "It was just a little joke."

"According to the supplies I just mentioned, I will upgrade your building for free."

"Hand it over." Jiang Fei took supplies from the bag in the trunk.

3 cans of beer, 3 bags of bread, 6 bags of instant noodles were exchanged for 2 room keys of the tube building, two maps of Moss City, and 7 passes.

The so-called pass was just a small card with a ghost face drawn on it in red pen, which was extremely perfunctory.

Jiang Fei drove into Moss City.

This place has suffered from tsunamis and floods, and the original buildings have basically been washed away.

The mud houses and brick houses that can be seen now were built later, giving people the illusion of being transported back to the countryside in the 1980s.

There were not many people on the road.

But judging from their appearance, it can be confirmed that there are people from all over the world in Moss City.

They were wearing old clothes, and the exposed skin was covered with red spots and blotches of varying sizes.

It's so dense that it makes people feel physically uncomfortable.

The dark circles under his eyes are getting heavier and heavier.

He was so thin that his eye sockets were sunken and he had dark circles under his eyes, making him look like a scary and eerie ghost.

There were no sunscreen or protective products, and food was in short supply. In addition to enduring hunger, these people also had to endure the torture of the polar day.

Xiao Chuxia frowned when she noticed many terminally ill survivors huddled on the dirty roadside, lying in the sun with numb expressions, waiting for death to come:

"Is there no hospital in Moss City?"

Su Liuyuan: “Not sure.”

"Even if there is, it's probably going to be expensive to see a doctor."

Suddenly, Mo Yanan in the back seat spoke.

"Sister Jiang Fei, I'll get off here."

Mu Qingzhou: "I'll go too."

Jiang Fei stopped the car and asked: "Are you not going to move to the building with us?"

The two shook their heads.

Mo Yanan: "I plan to live over at the factory."

He has to survive on his own and cannot rely on the goddess sister.

Mu Qingzhou had the same idea: "We agreed at the beginning that we would separate when we reached land."

"Miss Jiang, you have taken care of me for so long. I am very grateful. When I settle down in the future, I will find a way to return those supplies to you."

After all, his relationship with Miss Jiang was not as close as that between Su Liuyuan and the others.

You should be more tactful in life.

Jiang Fei did not try to keep Mo Yanan and Mu Qingzhou, but simply gave them the two bags of supplies in the trunk.

He secretly put a pistol and a box of suitable bullets into each bag.

The bag is black and you can't see what's inside from the outside.

"See you again if we are lucky."

Jiang Fei got in the car and started it.

With the map given by the strong guard, we successfully arrived at the tube building.

The tube-shaped building was also built later and has only three floors.

Each floor has a long corridor connecting many rooms.

There are at least ten households on each floor.

There was a label with the room number on the key, one was 301 and the other was 302.

Jiang Fei and four others went up to the third floor.

301 and 302 are close to the stairs.

As soon as he came up, Jiang Fei saw the sundries and garbage piled up at the door.

The door was blocked by wooden boards, bricks, plastic barrels, cardboard and steel bars.

Su Liuyuan: "Captain, how should we deal with this?"

"Ask the people next door, if no one wants it, just throw it away."

As he spoke, Jiang Feiqun knocked on the door of Room 303 next door. Just as he was about to explain his identity, a creaky sound came from his chest.

As the wooden door opened, a rusty kitchen knife swung down.