He's going to open an underground black market, so it's not unreasonable for him to stock up on more stuff, right?
These people who hoarded goods must have hoarded everything, and they must have a lot of good stuff. Now that everything has become a rare commodity, the things they hoarded are all in high demand.
Since they've stockpiled so much stuff, it's not unreasonable to share some with them, right?
"Who knows? The closest one is probably number 6, which is circled out." Shi Yin casually rested her forehead on her hand. "This area is divided into numbers 6, 7, and 8, but number 8 probably has the most good stuff."
“I remember he used to have a family background,” Guan Nianshan said, his eyes darting around.
He forgot who number 8 was, but Guan Nianshan remembered that it seemed to be from the Lin family. However, not long after the shelter for number 8 was built, the family's power was wiped out.
The person who built the shelter was not a popular figure. When he was building the shelter, many people thought he was crazy, but they still gave him some face because of his family.
Later, his family was wiped out, but he and his sanctuary were preserved intact.
It was also deliberately left behind by Tokine as a foothold for the country in the wasteland.
So, this person probably has a gun, right?
Guan Nianshan's eyes lit up, his mind racing with thoughts.
Although the country has a lot of guns and ammunition left, those are national reserves and could never be used by Guan Nianshan to fill the black market. His plan to open an underground black market must be kept secret.
But if we could get some from someone else...
Before leaving, Changning was reluctant to part. After Shiyin repeatedly assured her that she would be back soon, Changning reluctantly let go of Shiyin's sleeve and was then held in Guan Nianshan's arms.
It's snowing heavily now, and the snow has been falling for so long that it's already above knee-deep, making it very inconvenient for Changning to walk on the ground.
However, Changning isn't heavy. She eats non-stop from morning till night, even smacking her lips in her sleep, but her weight hasn't increased at all.
Guan Nianshan picked up Changning and bounced her around, a little puzzled. He had spent two-thirds of his meager allowance on Changning's food, so why hadn't she gained any weight?
And whether it's Guan Nianshan's imagination or not, Changning's appetite seems to have increased again.
No, he has to find a way to earn some money quickly, otherwise he won't even be able to afford to feed his child.
Guan Nianshan now strongly doubts whether taking custody of Changning is a good choice.
Guan Nianshan's initial idea was that Changning seemed very important to Shi Yin, and that as long as he controlled Changning, he could use the emperor to command the feudal lords.
But now, before the feudal lords have even issued their orders, the national treasury is already about to be emptied.
"Uncle Guan, where are we going now?" Changning hugged Guan Nianshan's neck, her big, dark eyes blinking, a strawberry candy given to her by Ishtar in her mouth.
"Hmm, let me think." Guan Nianshan glanced at the map.
If his calculations of Lin Beiyue's team's speed were correct, they should be almost at the gate of number 7 by now.
Shelter 7 and 8 are very close, but if they are going up from shelter 6, shelter 7 is the best choice.
After all, the little shelter at number 7 belonged to a girl.
Girls are generally easier to talk to. Lin Beiyue and Gu Changge, two reborn girls, are obviously more likely to appease Number 7, who is also a woman. Moreover, Number 7 and Number 6 are about the same strength, and only Number 8 is highly dangerous.
This is not good news. After this group stayed on the 7th, they probably won't go to the 8th. How can he take advantage of the situation?
Guan Nianshan had no interest in Shelter No. 7. He had read the information on the three shelters in this exile area. Shelter No. 7 was indeed very sturdy, and it would have more food and hygiene supplies, but it was more independent.
That woman didn't have much of a mindset about taking on followers. She was very conservative and only symbolically took in a few people she could absolutely trust, which was equivalent to closing the country off from the world and not yet having the mindset of developing into a war group.
Moreover, there are relatively few guns and ammunition here at number 7, and even if there were, they wouldn't be as plentiful as those of that rich kid.
"Changning, how about you help your uncle eat something later?" Thinking of this, Guan Nianshan's lips curled into a wicked smile.
Since Shi Yin didn't tell him what he could or couldn't do, he was free to do whatever he wanted.
The heavy snow covered everything, making everything blurry and indistinguishable.
Lin Beiyue and Qin Jin pieced together the map, barely able to identify their location based on the height and outline of the buildings. At the same time, they periodically set down signal detectors to collect data and establish observation points.
"How much?" Qin Jin asked.
"Thirty-six, fourteen left." Lin Beiyue rubbed her hands together, feeling that they were frozen.
It has been several days since we left Song Yunshan's place. Resting in the wind and snow has not allowed us to properly recover our strength. Everyone's physical recovery is getting slower and slower, and the mental exhaustion is getting greater and greater.
Fortunately, they are getting closer to Temporary Shelter No. 7. If they show enough sincerity and benefits, they should be able to stay there temporarily.
To everyone's astonishment, when they finally saw the small villa at Shelter No. 7 in the distance, a high wall blocked their way.
The door was covered with a dense network of electric wires, which clearly indicated that there was something dangerous, such as high-voltage electricity. Forcibly breaking in would not benefit them.
On the makeshift watchtower, someone with a gun was watching them warily, indicating that the area was heavily guarded.
"Strange, there haven't been any reports of zombie outbreaks lately. Although it's been snowing, it shouldn't be this heavily guarded." Gu Changge muttered to himself, "Could some ferocious beast from the ice plains have appeared?"
Of the three leaders, Gu Changge is the youngest, having just come of age, Qin Jin is the oldest, almost 30, and Lin Beiyue is the next youngest.
Lin Beiyue was given special training by Shi Yin. She has outstanding abilities and, after passing the assessment, it was proven that she is very calm in critical moments and is a good leader.
Qin Jin, a former special forces soldier, is calm and composed, and has a voice on par with Lin Beiyue, though he mostly listens to Lin Beiyue.
Therefore, Gu Changge was the one who received the most care.
"Halt! Don't go any further!" On the makeshift watchtower, a man stood with a tense expression: "Go back to where you came from. We're not accepting refugees here now."
“We are from the Yanlong Kingdom’s safe zone and hope to cooperate with the shelter to settle down temporarily.” Lin Beiyue pointed to the badge on her chest, attempting to negotiate: “We will trade supplies and existing information, and are also willing to provide some assistance.”
This is still very tempting.
A nation's population is much larger, and the existing information it has access to is certainly far better than that of these people starting from scratch in shelters. Therefore, the statement "provide some assistance" carries even more weight.
But the man on the watchtower remained unmoved by these words, his grip on his gun never loosening.
"We've said it before, we don't accept refugees here, we don't take in anyone, go back to where you came from!"
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