Chapter 333 Entering the Island
Yang Qing and Leng Yi drifted on the sea for a few more days and headed towards Dongdi Island.
When they could see land, they packed up the yacht and boarded a small wooden boat that they had exchanged at the military base. They also changed into two old clothes and painted their face and hands black to make it look like they had been drifting on the sea for a long time.
Then he rowed the boat towards the land.
Yang Qing took out a telescope and saw cities on land in the distance. It seemed that the disaster here was far less serious than that in his own country.
There are many ships parked on the coast, including cargo ships, yachts, and wooden boats. It seems that there are quite a lot of people coming here.
After all, it's the end of the world, and it's not easy to find an intact place.
Yang Qing saw many armed men patrolling the dock on the coast. There was a dam on the dock, and only one iron gate was open for entry, which was guarded by someone.
Everyone who enters has to hand in their supplies.
"It seems like they are going to collect a toll." Yang Qing said as he observed the movements at the dock.
"Normal!" Leng Yi nodded. In the country, people would collect tolls when entering an official base, let alone here?
"But..." Yang Qing handed the binoculars to Leng Yi, "Look, the clothes those soldiers are wearing don't seem to be from regular troops. Could it be that they're not official?"
"It's possible." Leng Yi frowned and looked towards the dock. "The political situation on this island may have changed a long time ago. It may have been occupied by someone. Whoever has weapons will be the most powerful."
"We have to control this island. Anyone who wants to enter the island has to pay a fee, which is quite a large amount."
Yang Qing took the telescope again and drove closer to see more clearly. She wanted to see what the toll was.
There are all kinds of things, including food and daily necessities. In short, they collect everything as long as it is useful.
Yang Qing thought, why not get some cigarettes? Cigarettes are a hot commodity everywhere.
"It seems they don't even look for an ID card or anything. As long as you pay the fee, you can enter." Yang Qing said.
"Those people controlled this place just to make money. They don't manage it at all. Anyone can come in and it looks free, but the more it's like that, the more chaotic it becomes. There are all kinds of people here."
"So we must keep a low profile, otherwise we will be targeted in minutes." Leng Yi said.
Yang Qing nodded, looked at his body again, tore his clothes a little more, put on a sun hat, and carried two worn canvas bags on his back.
When the sun was about to set below the sea level, the two finally reached the shore, dragging the small wooden boat. They didn't know where to put it for a moment, but they couldn't put it into the space anyway.
When they reached the gate, two men in uniform looked at them coldly, stretched out their hands, and chattered something, a word of which they could not understand.
Leng Yi dragged the boat over, wondering if he could use it to exchange for supplies.
One of them pointed to the side. Leng Yi looked and saw a lot of boats abandoned there. It seemed that they could not be taken away and no one wanted them at all.
There was no other way Leng Yi had to drag the small wooden boat over.
Yang Qing first went to the side to wait for him, and then he saw a sign on the side that said supplies for paying the island entry fee.
Three languages were used, and I didn’t expect there were Chinese characters. It seems that there are indeed a lot of Chinese people here.
Seeing that the sign has everything from cigarettes and alcohol to medicines, it seems that they sell cigarettes.
But wouldn't exchanging cigarettes be too conspicuous?
After Leng Yi came over, Yang Qing whispered to him about it. After all, they had come from the sea, and their main means of survival were water and food. It was a bit unreasonable for them to bring cigarettes with them.
"How about a piece of gold?" Leng Yi whispered.
Gold is the world's hard currency, and most people are reluctant to throw it away, so a small piece of it is very valuable.
There are many gold jewellery in Yang Qing’s space, which were bought from gold shops and gold counters in various department stores. The space cannot absorb them, and there are still a lot of them.
Look at what the sign says. If it's gold, it costs 50 grams per person.
That's 100 grams for two people.
When Yang Qing was shopping before, he found whole gold bricks in some safes. He didn't dare to take them out, so he found a few ancient gold rings and two gold bracelets, which were about the same weight.
Yang Qing wrapped the gold jewelry in a small cloth and handed it over. One of them took it and looked at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
It's impossible to calculate this thing to be just right, so you can just keep the extra money for yourself.
After taking the things, the man waved to the two and let them in without asking anything and without registering.
Yang Qing and Leng Yi stepped through the iron gate and entered this exotic island.
I was standing on the dock, wondering where to go, when a small, tanned man with black hair and yellow skin came running over.
"hello!"
"Hello?"
Yang Qing looked over and asked, "Chinese?"
"Yes, yes, I'm Chinese." The man was very surprised and nodded repeatedly, "You are Chinese too?"
Yang Qing and Leng Yi nodded.
"Is this your first time visiting Dongdi Island? I can lead the way wherever you want to go," the man said with a smile.
"May I ask your name? Are you a local or..." Yang Qing looked at him.
"My name is Sun Bing, and my nickname is Monkey. You can just call me Monkey." Monkey grinned, revealing his white teeth. "I'm a local. I'm the third generation of Chinese. My grandfather came here first."
"Are you two from China, or another country?"
Yang Qing didn't answer directly, "Are there any Chinese from other countries coming here?"
"Of course there are, a lot, from several Asian countries. I know the disaster is quite serious over there, so many people came here very early." Monkey said with a smile.
"But don't be fooled by the fact that they are all Chinese. Some of them are not good people either. You have to be careful."
Yang Qing raised his eyebrows. This monkey seemed pretty good.
"How do you charge?" Leng Yi asked.
"It depends on where you are going." The monkey was stunned. Are they going to use him?
He quickly said, "Don't worry, I'm very familiar with Dongdi Island. You can go wherever you want. After all, our place is small, only tens of thousands of square kilometers, and before the apocalypse, there were only over one million people, less than the population of one of your cities."
Yang Qing was a little surprised. Is it so small?
"Which city has the largest Chinese population?" Leng Yi asked.
"Of course it's the capital, Licheng. And there are many more Chinese people now than before the apocalypse, and the capital is almost controlled by the Chinese." Monkey replied.
"But those at the dock don't look like Chinese." Yang Qing said.
"Those are just lackeys, hired hands." Monkey sneered. "They're so arrogant because they take advantage of the power given by the higher-ups."
"It's getting dark, let's first sort out the accommodation problem for tonight." Leng Yi said. The entire island is so small, he can just buy a map tomorrow and walk around by himself. There is no need for anyone to lead him, so as not to reveal his whereabouts.
"So do you want to stay in a better or cheaper place?" Monkey said immediately. Tour guides like them get a commission for taking people to stay in hotels.
"Are there any good hotels here? Are they not destroyed by the disaster?" Yang Qing asked.
"Yes, we also experienced disasters like heavy rain, high temperatures, and earthquakes. However, they were most severe in the first year after the end of the world began. Many houses collapsed at that time, but they were later repaired."
"Of course, the poor have no money to repair it, so they can only find wood and iron sheets to build it themselves. That's why the rich area is luxurious, while the poor area is like a garbage dump. It's a world of difference." The monkey sighed.
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