Countless people have died in Joensu since the apocalypse, but most of the survivors were rescued after the garrison organized a counterattack.
In addition, a large number of foreign survivors have been gathered here, so the population of this post-apocalyptic city is not small.
Not long after Fang Ming walked out of the security check area carrying the cat, screams and chaotic roars were heard from inside.
After all, once he left, the inspection room was empty and there was only the inspector left.
The survivors on the road had numb faces and tattered clothes. He also saw someone fall to the side of the road while walking, his body twitching crazily.
The survivors who were passing by were in a hurry, and the drug addict gradually became quiet, so a patrolling guard quickly dragged him away.
The mental state of the people here is even more embarrassing than that of the survivors in the safe zone on the spot.
People in dirty uniforms looked lost, dirty laborers hunched over with fatigue, and the patrolling guards also looked listless.
It should be time to get off work now, and a large number of survivors are rushing to one direction.
There was a densely packed area with buildings next to each other. It looked crowded and depressing. Not even the sunlight could penetrate. The exhausted survivors swarmed into their nest like ants.
Fang Ming couldn't help but think of his life as a prostitute in the urban village, and it actually felt like a lifetime ago.
In fact, such a large port city should not have difficulty finding a better place to house the survivors, but Fang Ming thought that letting them live in such a place might be for the convenience of management.
Watching the black man following him as the crowd poured into the building complex, Fang Ming, holding the cat, also went to join in the fun.
This urban area is extremely large, with buildings stretching out beyond the sight. Walking in the dim and crisscrossing alleys feels like being in a maze.
The crowd around him also kept flowing as Fang Ming walked deeper into the cave, and it finally seemed less crowded.
The kitten huddled in Fang Ming's arms, its eyes drooping as if about to close, feeling very comfortable.
Fang Ming carefully avoided the dirt and puddles on the ground, covered his nose as he walked through the alleys filled with garbage, and even witnessed a fight.
There are guards to maintain order, and occasionally you can see police officers on duty in the pavilion, but he believes that it is more of a show than a practical purpose.
Because he saw an old man with white hair taking a nap inside.
The public security in Joensuu seems to be a bit bad, and there is a lack of control and management over the lower-level survivors. Is it because of insufficient military force?
The safe zone was also in this state for a short time before it was evacuated. I hope the city won't catch fire.
Suddenly I heard a lively sound in the distance, so I turned into an alley and followed the sound.
A dozen women in ragged clothes stood at the entrances of various alleys, greeting passers-by.
They were not dressed gorgeously and their movements were somewhat wooden. They questioned every person who passed by without any emotion, and occasionally, when they had reached an agreement, they would pull the person into a nearby house.
It has only been a short time since the end of the world, and you have already developed to this level, and the pressure on survival is so great! ?
Fang Ming couldn't see the black man, but he could sense that he was probably nearby.
A woman with a sallow face glanced at him and walked over cautiously, "First, do you need anything?"
The woman looked to be in her early teens, but her face was haggard and lifeless, which made her look even older.
With the simple idea of ​​conducting a field survey, Fang Ming politely asked the price, "How much?"
The woman was obviously a little surprised, and her words were a little more angry. "Here are some supplies. If you have any, any amount is fine."
She looked at Fang Ming, who was dressed neatly and cleanly. She saw pedestrians approaching from the corner of her eye and quickly pulled him into the house.
The door was closed. The woman climbed onto the bed meekly. She looked around and saw that Fang Ming had not come up. She felt unsure.
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