Chapter 719 Topics That Cannot Be Discussed Publicly
In the end times, Baihua Village, located at the junction of the north and the south, gradually began to become lively. When the baby was one year and five months old, the temperature was still pleasant, the mutated animals were still wreaking havoc outside Baihua City, and the people in Baihua City still lived a stable life. There were more and more travelers walking on the neatly planned streets.
There was a newcomer who sat in front of a small noodle stall, bragging about how he had traveled all over the world in the apocalypse and had seen countless monsters. He spoke with great enthusiasm and excitement.
The people at the noodle stalls were also sitting at the tables in twos and threes, talking about what they had seen and heard. Among them was a man in his fifties or sixties, but he was in very good health, and his supernatural power level was very high. Next to him sat a woman. He looked at the woman who was silent, then turned his head and asked the stall owner, "Your gathering place for survivors is called Baihua City? I see that you have flowers and willows everywhere. Aren't you afraid that a wood-type zombie will suddenly appear and control the flowers and trees here?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at the noodle stall owner with curiosity.
Wood zombies are no longer unfamiliar nowadays. Their harm is even greater than those mutated animals and plants, because as long as they are nearby, all flowers, plants and trees can become their puppets depending on their abilities.
Therefore, all bases, big and small, have begun to remove green plants, removing all green plants from the bases, and even those with wood-type abilities are concentrated together for care.
Because wood-type zombies can not only control ordinary plants, but also control the mental disorders of wood-type mutants.
The stall owner smiled and politely explained, "It shouldn't matter. There haven't been any wood-type zombies in our newly built city. Even if there were, I guess the flowers and plants in the city wouldn't listen to the zombies' orders."
"But nothing is absolute. Are you too confident? I guess we can't plant flowers or plants anywhere now. If a wood-type zombie suddenly appears, the whole base will be ruined."
Someone raised a question, which led to countless travelers nodding their heads. Everyone suddenly felt that this Baihua City was quite unreliable. It would be better to continue heading north to the Kinmen base. It was heard that it was a large base and it seemed to have much stronger military strength than this damn Baihua City.
The stall owner's face was filled with embarrassment. He straightened his neck and stressed, "I don't know about other places, but in terms of safety, our Baihua City is definitely the safest. Don't you believe it? If you don't believe it, let's compare them in the future. If any other place is destroyed, it won't be our Baihua City's turn to be destroyed."
The stall owner was the owner of a noodle shop before the apocalypse. After the apocalypse, he followed his family from Xiaozhou City and was one of the first group of immigrants to live in Baihua City. He didn't know much about An Ran's affairs. He had seen other people discussing it on the forum, but the post was quickly deleted.
The current situation of An Ran and Rou Hua is what Fatty had sternly warned against, and they should not be publicized. People who have settled down in Bai Hua City can just talk about it when they have nothing to do, but those survivors who are obviously just passing by and only come to Bai Hua City for supplies should not be told about it.
So many people know that the safety of Baihua City is related to a woman, but how deep the relationship is is a topic that cannot be discussed publicly.
(End of this chapter)