A crowd had gathered in front of the notice board, and Yunfan had a great deal of effort to squeeze in.
The notice board was covered with dense text.
It was small and hastily made.
"Couldn't you have used a bigger brand name?"
Yunfan squinted hard before he could see the words clearly.
The above details the specific quantities of other materials that five kilograms of rice could be converted into.
After reading it, Yunfan pursed his lips and glanced into the gate again.
Just as the older man said, they were all carrying guns.
"Um?"
A strange look suddenly appeared in Yunfan's eyes.
He squeezed forward a couple of steps and glanced at the trigger a few more times.
The man carrying the gun noticed his gaze and instinctively adjusted the position of the gun to block his view.
Seeing his actions, Yunfan didn't look at him any longer and quickly turned around and walked back.
"How is it, Third Brother? What happened up ahead?"
Jiang Nian'an was munching on a tomato when she saw Yunfan return and asked him a question.
Yunfan quickly told the three of them what had happened ahead, and didn't forget to make a sarcastic remark.
"That's outrageous. If it's something like instant noodles, one person has to pay for five packs."
All three of them frowned after hearing this.
That's asking for way too much.
"Also, the guns they're carrying are replicas, fake!"
Yunfan added another sentence.
"Fake?" Jiang Nian'an was taken aback. "Third Brother, are you sure?"
"Absolutely, definitely, and without a doubt!"
Yunfan nodded emphatically.
"A month before the apocalypse, our family company opened a new toy factory."
The guns they're carrying are the same ones my family's toy factory sells, and I even designed the hidden logo on the trigger myself!
If you don't believe me, you can ask my brother!
Oh my god!
Jiang Nian'an blinked. "I believe you."
At the same time, a strange feeling arose in my heart.
Generally, gates are set up at the entrance of one's own base.
Only those who wish to live at the base need to pay for supplies and obtain a base pass.
The amount of supplies collected can be adjusted according to the local reserves, but the maximum amount per person cannot exceed two kilograms.
This is an order issued by the Beijing Municipal Government to local government bases.
After all, whether it's building a base or collecting and storing supplies in the early stages, the essence is to ensure that more people can survive.
And this approach by the Star City base—
This is really suspicious.
"Brothers, I suspect that the people collecting supplies ahead are not from the Star City base."
Jiang Nian'an rested her hand on the back of the passenger seat, her eyes slightly narrowed. "Maybe someone is taking advantage of the situation to deceive the survivors and collect supplies!"
Shen Nanxing nodded in agreement, "Given the current situation, the people at the government base wouldn't bother to bring out a fake gun to scare people."
Moreover, the amount of supplies they demanded was excessive; it was practically forcing people to die or erupt in anger.
After all, not everyone is like them, with a large amount of supplies stored up.
"So what do we do now? Force our way through?"
Yunhua frowned as she looked at the motionless line ahead.
“No,” Jiang Nian’an shook her head and slumped back in the seat. “I’m hungry. Let’s find somewhere to eat first!”
Moreover, the area ahead was almost completely blocked by survivors and vehicles.
Even if you force your way through, it won't be easy.
"Yunhua, drive the car to a less crowded area in the back. Let's have lunch first."
Shen Nanxing also had a tomato in his hand.
He stuffed the last bite of tomato into his mouth and glanced back at the car.
More survivors and vehicles arrived later.
They were about to get stuck in the middle and couldn't move.
"OK!"
Yunhua immediately drove backwards.
After retreating to the nearest fork in the road, we drove down the road.
Yunhua only pulled over to the side of the road when he was nearly 100 meters away from the queue.
"There are too many people and too much attention outside, let's just have a meal in the car."
Jiang Nian'an reached into the trunk and untied a burlap sack.
The sacks were filled with fast food.
She pulled out four bags of self-heating military rations.
They gave each of the three a packet, and then gave each of them two bottles of water.
"Brothers, let's rely on ourselves!"
"This is novel; I've never eaten this kind of self-heating military ration before."
Yunfan eagerly took it and opened it.
I found two servings of fried rice, along with side dishes and sauces.
'Hiss'
Little Silver and the King asked to go out to forage for food.
Jiang Nian'an patted their heads, "Go on, be careful."
After Xiao Yin and Da Wang left, the four of them heated everything inside the package according to the instructions.
It takes fifteen minutes to heat completely.
The four of them waited while keeping an eye on the movements at Xingshikou.
The survivors at the front are still arguing with the people inside.
The survivors behind them were already showing obvious impatience and anger.
Although it is already September, the temperature is still above 40°C.
The combination of scorching heat, hunger, and the intense pressure of surviving in the apocalypse is enough to push a person's emotions to the limit.
Shen Nanxing glanced at the farmland beside the road.
"After you finish eating, walk through the fields. If you are stopped, don't be polite."
"Mm!" Yunhua responded.
Just then, Little Silver and the Great King suddenly scrambled back from a short distance away in a panic.
'Hiss'
Run! Lots of winged insects are flying over!
"What! Lots of winged insects?"
Jiang Nian'an quickly took out her binoculars and looked towards the horizon.
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