【Post-apocalyptic + Natural Disasters + Overpowered Protagonist + Satisfying Read, No Logic + No CP + Logomancy】
Logomancy Master Ling Ran accidentally transmigrates into a post-apocalyptic w...
Chapter 528 Provincial Capital Base
To Ling Ran and the others' surprise, the provincial capital base was actually built in a tourist attraction nestled against the mountains and by the water, with lakes, waterfalls, caves, springs, greenery, and a very large enclosed area.
Of course, this wasn't something Ling Ran and his group saw; rather, they learned about it from passersby when they were almost at the provincial capital base.
They have now arrived at the entrance of the provincial capital base. Outside is an ancient-style city wall with the four characters "provincial capital base" engraved in the center.
There were only three gates, each with two guards on either side, and in addition, there were guards standing watch on the city walls.
There weren't many people coming and going; most of them were superhumans or ordinary people who went out on missions, or flying superhumans who came from other bases to trade.
Ling Ran and his group, along with a pig, were the most eye-catching people wherever they went.
When Pei Yi went over to question the guards, the others kept looking at Ling Ran and the others, but of course, they focused their attention more on Wu Tong.
Su Yimo felt a little resentful looking at Wu Tong.
Damn it, I'm a stunning beauty, and nobody's even looking at me? What kind of straight men are these?
Wu Tong was also unhappy about being watched.
After all, those people's eyes weren't friendly; they all looked like they wanted to devour him—and they meant to eat him, not in that kind of way.
Just as Wu Tong was getting increasingly annoyed by the stares and was about to teach the man a lesson, Pei Yi and Gu Zijing finally finished their questions.
"Sir, the rules of the provincial capital base are no different. If you are not a member of this base, you just need to pay enough fees to enter. Ordinary people get two points for supplies, while those with superpowers get half the amount."
Ling Ran nodded: "Okay, let's go in then."
The group walked into the base.
The registration process went smoothly until it was Wu Tong's turn. Suddenly, the registrar said, "Food entering requires a payment of one-tenth of its own resources."
Wu Tong: "???"
He got angry: "Who are you calling food?"
"Holy crap! The pig is talking!" The registrar was so shocked when he saw Wu Tong speak that he stood up immediately, and the others looked at Wu Tong in equal astonishment.
Did they see that right? The pig actually spoke!
It's worth noting that the base chief also has a large golden retriever pet, which grew to twice its pre-apocalyptic size after the apocalypse, weighing over 200 pounds.
But that golden retriever, aside from being more intelligent, couldn't speak at all.
Wu Tong snorted coldly: "You snobbish jerk! Besides, I'm my family's pet, not food!"
"..."
Everyone looked at Wu Tong speechlessly, surprised that Wu Tong could speak, and even more surprised that it was so human-like.
Pei Yi looked at the registrar and said, "I've never heard of bringing pets in and having to pay one-tenth of the supplies. Why don't you call your manager over so I can see if the base has this rule?"
"I'm sorry, I remembered it wrong."
The registrar quickly apologized.
There was no such rule at the base; he just got greedy when he saw such fat pigs and took it upon himself to do so.
He quickly helped Wu Tong register: "I will cover the cost of bringing this pet into the base as a way of expressing my apologies to everyone."
This group of people were clearly not simple, and the registrar dared not offend them. He had just said those words because he was still blinded by the aroma of pork.
Pei Yi saw that he had replenished the supplies that Wu Tong had brought into the base, so he didn't hold it against him anymore.
After registering, the group entered the base.
As Wu Tong passed the registrar, he snorted coldly before wiggling his pig-like rear end and going inside.
At the entrance of the base, there are mostly simple newly built bungalows and some low-rise buildings. Further in the distance, you can see a towering waterfall.
"Wow, this base is actually built in a tourist attraction. It must be very powerful. No wonder I haven't seen any zombies within three kilometers of the base."
"After all, it's so close to the Beijing base, so its strength must be considerable."
Although the waterfall looks close, it is actually quite far away.
The person leading Ling Ran and the others said, "There are many villas built on the grassland near the lake, but only high-level management, high-level superpowered individuals, and VIPs are qualified to live there. We can only look at the waterfall from afar."
The provincial capital base is very large, and its infrastructure is very complete, with all kinds of signs.
Su Yimo asked the man who had led the way, "Young man, does your base publish newspapers?"
"Yes, do you want to see them? They're sold in stores, or if you want them cheaper, you can go to the market where people sell secondhand newspapers."
"No need, we can just buy it at the store. But how many issues of your base newspaper have you published? When did you start making it?"
The young man thought for a moment and said, "It's been more than a year. If you go to the store, you might not be able to buy older issues of the newspaper, but you can buy issues from the last month."
"Just buy the last month's issues; there's not much to see in the older ones," Su Yimo said, then remarked, "I didn't expect your provincial capital base to be making newspapers so early."
"That's slow. The one at the Beijing base was done six months after the apocalypse."
Pei Xiu suddenly realized: "Oh, so it's because of the Beijing base. I was wondering why you guys started making newspapers so early. I've seen other bases start only in the last six months, and some don't even have one yet."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Hang quickly asked, "I heard there's a zombie king at the Beijing base? Is that true?"
"real."
The young man shook his head and replied, "It can't be called the zombie king, but that zombie is indeed the strongest in our northern province."
Pei Xiu immediately put his arm around the young man's back and stuffed a lollipop into his mouth: "How strong is he? Tell me about it."
According to the young man, the zombie king in the capital city possesses three superpowers: mental, flight, and healing, with a superpower level as high as level seven.
Hot weapons, unless they are nuclear weapons, are basically useless against it. Ordinary guns, bombs, landmines, mortars, etc., even if its body is pierced, the zombie king with healing abilities can immediately recover.
In addition, the Zombie King's psychic abilities have also allowed him to control many zombies. The zombies in the capital city and even the zombies in several nearby cities are all under his command. The capital city is divided in two, with the east controlled by humans and the west controlled by the Zombie King. For the time being, neither side can do anything to the other.
"Wow! This zombie king is so strong? It has three types of superpowers, and two of them are special types."
Zhou Hang nodded: "Most importantly, it has so many underlings, making it even harder to kill. Can you tell us exactly how many underlings it has?"
"I don't know." The young man shook his head. "But it's at least five million or more."
This number is not surprising, and is even somewhat low.
After all, how many survivors were there? Less than one in a hundred. Before the apocalypse, the permanent population of the capital was at least 20 million. Based on the ratio of less than one in a hundred, the survivors were just a fraction of the zombies.