◎Happy 89th day: Fate, wonderful beyond words◎
This time, Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen chose to go to Nanshi with Tang An, and even reinstalled their bicycles.
They said they wanted to go to Nanshi to search for some things, but they couldn't carry their luggage empty-handed or drag a cart that would make it difficult to move around.
Fortunately, not only Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen, but also Zhao Jiahao and Li Anxuan wanted to follow the people from Nanyi Base to visit Shuguang Base.
It just so happened that they had four bicycles, so this time they simply dismantled the carts, put the bicycle wheels back on, and each of them rode one.
Those who do not plan to go out can stay at home, and daily collection of supplies cannot be interrupted. They can take the kart that Zhao Jiahao and others drove back to load things.
The problem is that the wheels of the kart are not easy to remove, and they are afraid that they will not be able to put them back after removing them, which will be a waste of a motor vehicle, so they have to tow the whole vehicle away.
Although fuel is incredibly rare right now and most people wouldn't think anything of it when they see a go-kart, that doesn't mean no one can get it.
So to be on the safe side, Zhao Jiahao and Li Anxuan contributed all the die-hard fans they brought back from their hometown.
Wang Qingqing's hands were trembling slightly as he cradled the Type 56 rifle. "Honestly, isn't it a bit too humble for an armed group like us to go out with a vicious dog like Xiaobai just to bring back a cart of firewood?"
No matter if it's a gun, a car or a white dog, they are all much more valuable than firewood!
Isn't this a porcelain vase made in the official kiln and worth thousands of gold, which was sent to the palace as tribute to hold slop?
Qin Shiwu said that he would look at Wang Qingqing with new eyes from now on: "If you have the ambition to rob and pillage, I will not stop you."
"Is that the kind of person I am in your eyes?" Wang Qingqing was furious. She felt insulted. "Even in this apocalypse, we still have some basic conscience, right? How can you rob others?"
If you can't rob actively, does that mean you want to rob passively?
Qin Shiwu's thoughts were clearly written on his face.
That’s exactly what Wang Qingqing thought.
So when they went out, they all hid their guns in the car, covered them tightly with thick film, and waited for the sting operation.
The pistols that Zhao Jiahao brought back were not enough for them to share. Jiang Muyun was afraid that they would get into trouble, so he contributed his extra gun so that they could each carry a pistol with them just in case.
Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen carried submachine guns on their bodies, which were small and light and convenient for traveling.
Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen arrived just in time and caught up with Tang An's team as they left the base.
Tang An's team consisted of about twenty people. Like Jiang Muyun and the others, they all rode bicycles. Regardless of the model, the bicycles were all painted black. Some of the bicycles were towing carts with a lot of supplies covered with canvas on them.
They carried uniform canvas bags on their shoulders and Type 56 rifles on their chests, and were followed by two majestic large dogs. Although the two large dogs were as bald as Xiaobai and their breeds were difficult to identify, their imposing presence was still quite intimidating.
When Tang An saw Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen arriving, he greeted them briefly and without further ado, led the team to prepare to set off.
If viewed from a pre-apocalyptic perspective, Jiang Muyun and his crew looked like a bankrupt mercenary group, riding bicycles and carrying guns, their coolness tinged with sadness.
But in Jiang Muyun's view, this scene was no different from luxury cars lining up for a ride with a tiger leading the way, especially since the car she was riding was the one she had dreamed of in her previous life but couldn't even get a bankrupt version of.
After they set off, Jiang Muyun couldn't help but whisper to Chu Buwen, "To be honest, I feel like I've gotten into a TV set, living the life I could only watch from afar before."
Chu Buwen, who had also relied on his legs to travel in his previous life, nodded sadly.
He understood Jiang Muyun's feelings too well.
He was next to Jiang Muyun when she was watching the convoy from afar in her previous life, and they even spent a long time together studying how to put the bicycles together.
Tang An was not a person who was good at talking to others. After her throat was damaged, she felt uncomfortable talking too much, so she was even more reluctant to speak. She only spoke a little more when talking to Qin Shiwen.
Qin Shiwen was not there at the moment, and Tang An had no intention of speaking. Her boyfriend Song Qing took on the role of tour guide, and on the way he and Jiang Muyun briefly explained their team's route and the current situation in Nanshi.
As far as the South One Base knows, there are four large-scale survivor bases in Nan City.
In addition to the South One Base, which is quite far away from South City, there is also the North District Base, which was also established by former professional soldiers.
Jiang Muyun had heard from Zhao Jiahao before that after communications were cut off in various places during the rainstorm, the military and police responsible for rescue were forced to act independently and move to nearby locations to carry out rescue activities.
At that time, there were several temporary relief points established by the garrison in Nanshi, among which the one with the strongest military force was a temporary relief point located in the northern suburbs.
The troops stationed in the mountains in the western suburbs were unlucky. When the sea of fire passed, most of the soldiers were out rescuing, and the commander was completely wiped out. Afterwards, everyone could only find a way to survive.
As for the luck of the garrison in the northern suburbs...it couldn't be said to be good or bad. They learned about the tsunami relatively late. When they observed the movement of the sea of fire at a high point, some soldiers had not gone far and were recalled in time.
As a result, by chance, the northern suburbs garrison managed to preserve part of its organization and established a northern district survivor base on the spot after the sea of fire passed.
Before today, Captain Yu had sent people to contact the North District Base. The other party had a very good attitude. Not only were they willing to maintain contact with them, they also took the initiative to propose establishing trade contacts.
But the situation is different in the western suburbs, where a base was also built on a former military base.
The person in charge of the Western Suburbs Base not only refused to contact the Southern One Base, but also directly attacked the people sent by the Southern One Base to gather information, almost killing them in the Western Suburbs.
Jiang Muyun was a little puzzled. No matter who was in charge of the Western Suburbs Base, there was no reason to offend Captain Yu and the others, right?
Song Qing explained to them, "The Western Suburbs Base was established during the polar night. It was built by a group of foreign survivors, about thirty or forty people. They brought a lot of goodies with them, and they might have migrated from Hai City."
At that time, Captain Yu and others had just settled down in the holiday villa, and they came to the western suburbs with ammunition and a large amount of supplies.
The first thing these people did after arriving in the western suburbs was to search the mountains there and pull out all the survivors living in the mountains. They had to either accept their enslavement or be purged.
There were also some who were too aware of the current situation. They expressed their loyalty to this group and took the initiative to lead them to find people. They were willing to kill and smash things along the way. As a result, they were absorbed into the so-called "management" and became the so-called patrol team of the new base.
Some survivors with a keen sense of smell saw that something was wrong and simply ran away before anyone could find them.
As for where to run to? Of course, they ran to Captain Yu, who also had guns and artillery.
This information about the Xijiao Base was provided by the survivors who fled to the Nanyi Base at that time.
To be more specific, it was provided by the group of fluorescent heads that Jiang Muyun and others saw heading towards the base during the polar night.
As Song Qing chatted, he became more interested in talking, and at this point he introduced those fluorescent heads to them.
It just so happens that a few of them are in today's team.
Before the apocalypse, all of them had good family conditions. After the apocalypse, they and their families were reluctant to part with their pets, so they kept them alive. They even took their pets with them when they were looking for a place to avoid flooding during heavy rains.
In that environment at the time, with their pets, it was clear that life would not be easy, so they all went to the most remote resettlement site designated by the authorities.
Everyone had the same idea, so the families simply formed a friendly alliance. After the collapse of order, the few who survived the disaster have been living together ever since.
Later, animals and plants mutated, and the pets of these families were no exception.
They realized something was wrong when the turmoil in the western suburbs just started. After receiving the warning from their pets, several people took the initiative to attack and find out a lot of information. After finding that they could not defeat the other party, they relied on the fact that they had a lot of laborers who could pull sleds and were able to move around easily, and simply packed up their belongings and ran away.
Jiang Muyun understood: "The two following the team?"
Song Qing said: "They raised it."
Jiang Muyun couldn't help but take another look at the two large dogs running at the front of the convoy.
It would be great if Xiaobai was here. At least it would know that it is normal to shed hair in summer. If it sheds hair, other dogs will shed hair too. I don’t have to worry about its hair every day.
Jiang Muyun was just thinking about it. She and Chu Buwen were most afraid of attracting attention when they went out. Xiaobai was such a big and easy-to-recognize landmark, so they definitely couldn't carry him around.
You can take Dabai with you. It's just a small coal ball. You can just put it in your pocket and go.
Um?
Jiang Muyun suspected that he was dazzled.
Otherwise, why did she see a pair of round eyes growing on the side of Chu Buwen's backpack, with two small pink triangles sticking out above the round eyes, shaped like cat ears.
"You brought Dabai out?" Jiang Muyun asked in shock.
Chu Buwen touched his back twice and deftly put Dabai's black head back into the bag: "Take it with you. It's not safe outside at night. Take Dabai with you and let him stand guard while we both get a good night's sleep."
Jiang Muyun looked at Dabai who was covered in Chu Buwen's palm, and Jiang Muyun, who felt that he was a black-hearted landlord, also felt a little bit of pity.
Jiang Muyun said: "Dabai is so young..."
Chu Buwen: "That's why it's the least noticeable when it's standing guard."
The black-hearted landlord Jiang Muyun's conscience was exhausted: "That's right. Our Dabai is small in stature but old, and he's also very good at scratching people."
She still remembered the fish scales that were split in two. Even if Dabai's claws touched the wolfhound that day, it would probably scratch the person's stomach open.
Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen separated from Tang An and others on the outskirts of the mountains in the western suburbs. They roughly agreed to meet here at noon three days later. If the other party had not arrived after two o'clock in the afternoon, there would be no need to wait any longer.
The West Suburbs Base does not have a good attitude towards the South One Base. To be more precise, they have a bad attitude towards all those who are not enslaved by them.
Tang An and his men are carrying a lot of stuff with them and will not risk passing through the sphere of influence of the Western Suburbs Base.
Their route plan was to go directly to the northern suburbs from here, inquire about the specific situation in the western suburbs from the northern suburbs, and then decide whether to continue contacting the other party.
Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen waved their hands, indicating that they had plans to search for supplies and did not want to waste too much time, so they could just go directly through the mountains in the western suburbs.
Captain Yu had said in advance that if they were on the way, it was really just on the way, and there was no need to interfere with the actions of Jiang Muyun and others, so Tang An said goodbye to the two of them very simply.
The western suburbs mountains are quite large and cannot be taken care of by the thirty or forty people originally in the western suburbs base.
As for the survivors who joined the base later?
When Song Qing described the situation at the Western Suburbs base, he'd even used the word "slavery." How much loyalty could we expect from the survivors who joined later? Not rebelling was a testament to the strength of the base's founders.
According to Song Qing, the main control area of the Western Suburbs Base is Nanshan and several hills around Nanshan. Although other places are included in their sphere of influence, they only send people to patrol on a regular basis to prevent other survivors from settling down in the mountains or going into the mountains to look for food.
Chu Buwen's refuge is located in a very remote area. Before the end of the world, when the western suburbs mountains were still a tourist destination, it was quite inconspicuous and naturally out of the control of the western suburbs base.
As for the patrolman, Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen did meet him.
A group of people were walking along, talking and laughing loudly. Their voices could be heard from a long distance away, so it was not difficult to avoid them.
At first, the two were worried about the presence of a secret sentry, but it turned out that they overestimated each other.
They would always hold up their binoculars and observe for a long time before daring to move. And when the other party left, they would actually leave, the kind that never looked back. Without any sentries and without any patrols, these two cautious people looked like fools.
For patrols of this magnitude, if it weren't inconvenient to carry a car up the mountain, they could even push the car.
If it is inconvenient to carry the car up the mountain, you naturally have to find a place to hide it, which is not a difficult task.
Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen took out the small tool kit they carried with them and quickly removed the handlebars and pedals.
After removing the handlebars and footrests, it basically becomes a flat surface, and you can just bury it in an inconspicuous place.
The mountains in the western suburbs are so huge, how can the base patrol team dig wherever they go?
After entering the mountain, Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen separated.
Before they parted, Chu Buwen thought about it and specifically mentioned it to Jiang Muyun, saying that if she got to the distribution box and found that the distribution box and other things had been removed, it didn't matter. She could just push the wall at the same frequency as pushing the handle in the distribution box, and the effect would be the same.
So even after removing the distribution box, I still can't find the passage. Is there a wall behind it?
Jiang Muyun could only sigh that the person who built this shelter really valued his life. It seemed that he himself was aware of how many evil things he had done and how many people wanted to kill him.
Jiang Muyun nodded in agreement, and the two officially parted ways in the valley.
Chu Buwen returned to his shelter, but Jiang Muyun didn't have a real warehouse for her to stay in.
She randomly found a cave that showed signs of life and began to think about what she could take out.
Rice, flour, grain and oil were excluded first. She could eat these things anytime she wanted. If she took them out and took them home, no one else would accept her food.
If there are caravans traveling between bases in the future, she can bring back some rice and flour in the name of the caravan to occasionally improve everyone's meals.
She didn't need any alcohol or drinks she could find outside, as these were all things she had earned legitimately and had already left a clear path.
If she was going to bring anything, she could bring things that weren't currently available, like the spices and condiments that she hadn't put back, and some dehydrated vegetables could also be taken out.
The dehydrated vegetables in Jiang Muyun's space are all packed in ordinary bags and definitely cannot withstand being soaked in water for a long time.
But doesn’t Chu Buwen have a vacuum machine?
Wouldn't it be better if she took it to Chu Buwen's shelter and sealed it there?
The same went for the miscellaneous seeds she bought at the market. She put them in a plastic bag and took it back to have Chu Buwen repackage and seal it.
Jiang Muyun also packed a lot of solar power banks, various anti-parasitic drugs, and some medical equipment that are not afraid of expiration, such as gauze bandages.
Jiang Muyun found two large travel bags from the space, one for her back and one for her hands, and stuffed everything she could think of into them.
As she was stuffing her things into her bag, an inspiration came to her. She dug out a lot of packaging bags from the corner of the space and stuffed them all into her bag.
Why didn't she just bring the spices back from the second-hand market?
It's because she packed the spices too well. It's obvious that she wanted to make money from the packaging fees. They don't look like something ordinary residents would buy.
Similarly, many of the things she brought back this time also needed to be repackaged by them, and the style was probably similar to those spices.
In fact, including the things they had fished out before, except for some materials that were not afraid of water, the rest were brands that one could tell from their packaging had nothing to do with the word "affordable" before the end of the world.
After all, it had been soaked in water, and if it wasn't packed tightly, it would have been ruined in the water, so there was no time for them to fish it out.
In this case, the things they bring back can also go directly in this direction.
When the time comes, the two of them will give a pair of confessions and say that they accidentally found a niche high-end supermarket, and in order to facilitate transportation, they removed all the outer packaging of the goods and brought them back. Wouldn't this make the matter perfectly resolved?
Finally, Jiang Muyun walked around the bag twice and filled all the remaining space with boxes of bullets.
They are not short of guns for the time being, so it would be more practical to bring more bullets with them.
Jiang Muyun even stuffed a few hand grenades into the side pocket of his backpack.
Since she planned to travel with the caravan later, she had to prepare these life-saving products as soon as possible.
As for the source of these things... there were troops stationed in the western suburbs after all, so it's normal to find some military ammunition, right?
After filling the bag and putting it back into the space, Jiang Muyun set out with empty hands.
As Jiang Muyun was crossing mountains and rivers with pleasure, he was still sighing at how kind he was.
She had originally thought that Chu Buwen would take the trouble to cover for her, but now she has found all the excuses herself.
So she uses the brainpower and Chu Buwen uses the physical strength. Isn't this reasonable?
When they arrived near the shelter, Jiang Muyun took out his things and went to visit Chu Buwen with his bag.
When Jiang Muyun opened the door of the shelter, Chu Buwen was unpacking a large package of vacuum-packed dried meat in the living room.
Jiang Muyun's space is completely in a state of time standing still. Of course, she can stock up on fresh ingredients, but when she takes things out, she can't take out those that have a short shelf life. However, Chu Buwen has no such concerns.
Chu Buwen had no space, and the food he stockpiled would be kept outside for many years.
So in addition to canned food, he also has pickled foods, dehydrated foods and other easy-to-preserve foods. You can pick a few and take them back.
Just package them properly so they look like normal merchandise that can survive floods.
Both are important.
Otherwise, Chu Buwen wouldn't be here struggling to disassemble the dried meat.
Jiang Muyun took a quick look and saw that what he had in his hand looked like air-dried beef, vacuum-packed, with a minimum of 20 kilograms in a pack.
The question is, who would package over 20 pounds of uncut, air-dried beef in a long strip and sell it at the market? It's probably rare to find a buyer with such a strange request!
It was rare for Chu Buwen to be in trouble at this moment.
There are indeed very few people who would do this, and considering the preservation of the dried meat after opening, Chu Buwen had to take them apart, cut them into pieces according to common specifications on the market, and then repackage them.
Chu Buwen had already been tortured before Jiang Muyun arrived. Beside him lay a boning knife and a cutting board, as well as a pile of cut beef jerky. He expertly packed a bag, vacuum-packed it, and sealed it.
Jiang Muyun sat down next to him with her bag in hand and said sympathetically, "You're already a skilled worker, Mr. Chu."
Chu Buwen stopped what he was doing and handed Jiang Muyun a small piece of dried meat. "You're welcome, Mr. Jiang. You won't bear to let me do this alone, will you?"
Jiang Muyun chewed two bites of the dried meat and found that the dried meat Chu Buwen bought was not as dry and hard as she had imagined. Instead, it was very chewy and the more she chewed, the more fragrant it became. Her mood immediately brightened up: "Don't worry, your boss Jiang has always been protective of the younger generation. I definitely don't want you to be alone here packing for several days."
Chu Buwen wondered: "Why am I a junior?"
Jiang Muyun swallowed the dried meat, reached out and took another piece, pointed at the two of them and said, "Boss Jiang, Master Chu, it sounds like a domineering CEO and her rebellious son, right?"
Chu Buwen's hand stopped as he wanted to stop her, and he just watched Jiang Muyun take away the piece of beef jerky that was extremely hard.
The dried meat Jiang Muyun took this time was from the pile that Chu Buwen had cut. It was much bigger than the one Chu Buwen had given her just now. Jiang Muyun took a bite but couldn't bite it.
Chu Buwen waited until she finished biting before taking the meat from her hand. He then handed her a small lunch box filled with the same small pieces of jerky that Jiang Muyun had just eaten. "The ones I'm cutting are the ones I bought specifically for the lowest water content. You can eat this kind. It's softer."
Jiang Muyun didn't notice Chu Buwen's little mood at all. He took another piece and chewed it, then started to take things out of his bag: "Come on, Mr. Chu, I'll work with you."
Chu Buwen put down the things in his hands and pushed them aside. "Let's eat first. What do you want to eat? There's a kitchen over here. They have a wide variety of dehydrated vegetables. It's just that the rehydrated vegetables won't taste as good when fried, so you'll have to make do with what you have."
They and Tang An agreed that the meeting would be in three days, so there was no need to rush.
Jiang Muyun hadn't eaten stir-fried dishes for quite a while. She walked around the kitchen and listed a bunch of dishes. She added, "I'm just naming them randomly. You're the chef, so you have the final say. With Master Chu's cooking skills, I'll eat whatever you cook and it won't go wrong."
Chu Buwen, who had just been so angry at Jiang Muyun's mother-son theory that he retaliated against her with beef jerky, was cheered up by her words.
If you can make the chef happy, you can have whatever you want.
Tonight, Jiang Muyun's dining table was luxuriously furnished with four meat dishes, four vegetable dishes, four cold dishes, and two soups, one sweet and one salty.
"Other things are fine." Jiang Muyun scooped a bowl of tomato egg drop soup and looked surprised: "Where did you get these eggs?"
Chu Buwen smiled reservedly: "It's freeze-dried egg drop soup. I bought a lot of it specially. I also have a lot of canned tomatoes and tomato paste. If you like, we can take some back."
Jiang Muyun's favorite soup is tomato egg drop soup. Although Chu Buwen's soup is made with canned food and freeze-dried egg drops, the taste is not bad at all. On the contrary, because the tomato flavor is strong enough, it is more to Jiang Muyun's taste than the clear soup in many restaurants before the apocalypse.
After Jiang Muyun finished a bowl of soup, he felt so happy that he almost overflowed.
Jiang Muyun spent three whole days of this happy eating and drinking.
Except for a heavy rain on the third day, which caused Dabai to run around the house again, Jiang Muyun's life was relatively calm for the past three days.
During these three days, Chu Buwen was responsible for packing their messy things. During the process, he had to replace the vacuum bags and packaging bags with various patterns from time to time to prevent others from noticing anything wrong.
Jiang Muyun was responsible for cutting the teeth on them with wavy scissors of various sizes, and also using sandpaper and other materials to make some marks on their outer packaging.
Three days later, the two went out with several large bags of things.
They brought back a lot of things, so they were naturally extra careful when they went out.
Even though they knew how unreliable the so-called patrol team of the Western Suburbs Base was, they would rather be cautious fools than fall into the gutter because of carelessness.
Anyone who has survived to this day should not be underestimated.
So when Jiang Muyun held the telescope for a long time without any movement, Chu Buwen had already planned a complete plan for the Western Suburbs Base to encircle and annihilate the two of them and force them to reveal the shelter. He even had his hand on the grip of his submachine gun.
"What's wrong?" Chu Buwen whispered.
Jiang Muyun put down the telescope, his tone still a little excited: "You may not believe it, but I ran into a gutter."
"What?" Chu Buwen didn't understand what she was saying for a moment.
Jiang Muyun gestured to Chu Buwen to look in a certain direction.
Chu Buwen raised the telescope and found a group of people gathered in the distance, not knowing what they were doing. The most conspicuous person among them was undoubtedly the young man who dared to go out in a white T-shirt at this time.
Jiang Muyun put down the bag in her hand, looked at Chu Buwen and asked, "Mr. Chu, may I ask if you have any table knives? The kind commonly found in Western restaurants."
The kind that stabbed into her body and sent her back to ten years ago.
Jiang Muyun is not the kind of person who likes to be bitter and resentful. After her rebirth, she just wants to live every day happily.
So she had to find a way to relieve this unhappiness today.
"If I hadn't encountered it by chance today, I would have almost forgotten about it." Jiang Muyun said softly.
You killed me once, and I killed you once. You brought disaster upon me, and today it is my turn to pay you back.
I can only say that fate is wonderful.
Liberation literature?
Even dogs don't believe it.
She has few advantages but many disadvantages, and being able to calculate accounts happens to be one of her most prominent advantages and disadvantages.
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