Chapter 549 It's too cold

Fatty can produce and sell immediately because he has a large population base, but An Ran can't. The supplies they collected along the way are several carriages, which can be connected to form a small train, but it doesn't run on rails.

So she was absolutely unwilling to ask An Ran to hand over their supplies. It was very hard for Zhan Lian to collect the supplies.

But as the weather was getting worse, if she didn't go into the base, she was afraid that there would be a disaster or another group of big troubles that she couldn't deal with. Her plants were very lazy now, freezing in the ground and hibernating like animals. If there was a large-scale outbreak of mutant animals, it would be even more troublesome.

"How about this." An Ran thought for a moment and said to Luo Feifan, "Let's find a place to store our supplies first."

Didn't Fatty dig several caves in this tunnel? An Ran put the carriages of the small train in the caves and then sealed them up. Anyway, the base was not far from the tunnel, so if they needed anything, they could just ask Zhan Lian to get it.

Luo Feifan nodded. This was the only solution he could resort to. Maybe they would stay in this base for a few days and find that it was not suitable, so they would leave. Then they would directly come to this tunnel to get the supplies and leave.

After discussing it, everyone decided to enter the base, so they loaded up the cars and set off at dawn when the wind and snow had subsided a little. The order in which the people departed was arranged by Fatty. An Ran had no idea who were in the first car, probably because they were sent by Fatty to gather information.

They just kept listening to the fat man muttering about how the base was not very good. The city wall was indeed built by several earth-type psychics. The city gate had been sealed long ago. In this snowy weather, they never thought that someone would dig a tunnel and come over from the other end.

It's still an ordinary burden team.

So they casually opened a small door on the city wall, which could only accommodate two people at a time, and lazily sent a few people there to register and take people's temperatures.

Because the weather was so cold, Fatty wanted to go against this base, so he ordered everyone to get off the car slowly. The car stopped under the city wall, and the people in the car walked down one by one, and the pace was very slow. If they met someone with a big belly, they would get off the car and walk a few steps before having to stop to rest.

He was determined to freeze to death those who were having their temperature taken inside the small door.

So the few people who were doing registration and having their temperatures taken were pushed to the back and were full of impatience. Plus, the weather was so cold that their hands holding the pen were a little unresponsive. So they simply didn't register and were too lazy to even take the temperature. They just took a quick look and, seeing nothing unusual, let the person in.

There were more than 600 people in the team, and everyone was reluctant to go in until the evening. The people in charge of registration changed several times, and then it was time to register the supplies. The fat people were poor, really poor. Although they were not skinny, they really didn't have much supplies to hand in. Each person had a quilt and a few down jackets. Did they want them or not? Otherwise, there were some supplies for the mother and the child, such as sanitary napkins, toilet paper, milk powder, baby bottles and complementary foods. There was no point in asking for these. The people who registered the supplies almost raised their eyes, looking at such a large group of burdens with squinting eyes, and their contempt was beyond words.

(End of this chapter)