Chapter 109 Inside the City
After the siege, at the outermost part of the base, three teams were training nearby, manipulating their superpowers to perform different attack states.
"When you go there, someone will check if you're infected with the zombie virus. If not, you can go to the central hall to apply for a business license."
The captain of the guard team walking in front turned around and pointed at a small hut and said in a cold voice.
Xia Yan raised his eyebrows, feeling somewhat curious, and walked towards the window of the cabin as he was told.
Sitting behind the window is a woman wearing a thick mask. Judging from the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, she is middle-aged.
"Stretch out your arms." A muffled voice came from behind the mask, and the eyes looked at her with a little curiosity.
Xia Yan stretched out his arm and placed it on the table.
The woman took out a test strip from the box beside her. It had a sharp needle on it that was thinner than a blade. She quickly pierced her fingertip. A drop of blood seeped out and was instantly absorbed by the test strip. A red line visible to the naked eye climbed up to the top, entering the final test stage.
The woman was a little nervous.
No matter how long she worked, she was always terrified by this scene.
Any survivor carrying the zombie virus will be killed on the spot.
Deafening gunshots, splattered like tofu dregs, blood gushing into the air...
She stared at the top. If there was no change after three seconds, it meant there was no problem. The black line next to it would represent the pollution level in the person's body.
Suddenly, she breathed a sigh of relief, her shoulders relaxed, and her back bent backward.
"You're fine. The contamination level in your body is zero. You're completely safe. Welcome to the base."
"Thank you." Xia Yan felt the kindness and gentleness in her eyes, and smiled as he took out a flyer from his bag and handed it to her.
"The first branch of the resort hotel is about to open. We offer affordable prices and no pollution. You are welcome to dine there."
She took it and smiled gently as she watched Xia Yan leave.
This girl, young but quite courageous, planning to open a hotel? She probably doesn't know that there are plenty of houses in the base and that running a hotel won't earn you any crystal cores. She's certainly a bit naive. She's probably some wealthy daughter from the Shangjing base, wanting to go out and have some fun.
She flipped through it casually, folded it neatly and put it in her pocket.
As for meals, when she really has nothing to eat, you can go and support her. After all, there is still some food at home, and we are afraid that it will go bad if left for too long.
...
The person sent to find General Chu had not returned yet, and they couldn't keep detaining her. After much deliberation, the captain of the guard team decided to follow her under the pretext of taking her to choose a store and apply for a business license.
Xia Yan didn't care and looked around casually.
The base is circular in shape, with the outer layer being where the guards patrol, the middle being various small shops, and the innermost layer being residential buildings and the central square.
The outermost layer of the road is made of rough stones and is full of potholes. The inner layer is replaced by a smooth cement road. The terrain is slightly sloping, and when it rains, water will flow into the floor drain and out of the base.
This base is much better than the third base. Not only are the roads clean and tidy, but the housing management is also very good. Moreover, although the residents here look pale, they are in good spirits, with bright eyes and no sense of decadence at all.
They were now walking in front of the store in the middle.
Xia Yan looked at the different shops on the roadside curiously.
Almost every shop has a billboard. Hand-painted overflowing buckets represent water shops, crossed knife racks represent escort agencies, and signs with various colors represent shop signs. There are also hair salons and sundry shops run by ordinary people, and among them are government-run pharmacies and makeshift hospitals...
No shop was thriving except the florist and the gunsmith.
The blacksmith took out the red-hot fine iron from the burning furnace in front of the door, coated the iron block with a layer of supernatural power with his left hand, raised the strong and heavy hammer with his right hand and brought it down hard, sparks flew and a crisp tinkling sound was made.
The thin girl next to him took the opportunity to stuff wood into the stove and quickly pulled the bellows, making a whirring sound.
At this time, a customer came to pick up the mace he had previously ordered. The blacksmith grabbed the towel hanging around his neck, wiped his face, and shouted loudly towards the inner room in a loud voice.
A strong woman of about his age came out carrying a mace and handed it to the customer.
The mace was covered with sharp spikes as long as fingers. If it was hit with the mace, it would be full of holes.
The customer shook it in his hand, feeling very satisfied. After paying the balance, he walked into the knife sharpener's shop next door.
The strong woman put the crystal core into her pocket, and only then did she have time to look at Xia Yan and the others. She looked at her in surprise as she was wearing a knee-length skirt and high-heeled sandals.
The woman nodded at her. Adhering to the principle that meeting someone is a sign of respect and making money is king, she asked loudly, "Would you like a weapon, little sister? It would be great for self-defense!"
"Not today, come in two days." Xia Yan declined with a smile and continued shopping.
A man in a black uniform walked out of a gunsmith shop ahead. He was happily touching the smooth tip of a gun and carefully inserting it into his belt. He looked up and saw the captain behind Xia Yan. He instantly straightened his back and stood still, shouting majestically, "Captain!"
"Yeah." The captain of the guard nodded and motioned him to leave.
Xia Yan noticed his supernatural gun, the tip of the gun flashing coldly and murderously in the sunlight.
The captain secretly looked at her, taking in her expression, and felt a little puzzled.
She looked like she came from a large base, but she was curious about everything she saw, as if she had never seen it before.
It's very contradictory.
Xia Yan ignored him and continued forward. She hadn't received any prompts from the system. She was almost done with shopping in the store. Could it be that the store wasn't here?
After turning the corner along the street, she finally saw the busiest scene on the street—
A long queue stretched all the way to the square. There were men, women, young and old, all with anxious looks on their faces, constantly looking out at the customers who rarely left the flower shop.
Hurry up! Looks like we won't be able to buy food again today! Damn!
Compared to the people behind who were anxious, those who successfully bought food happily rushed home with their small bags.
The appearance of Xia Yan and others attracted everyone's attention. They looked her up and down, wondering when such distinguished guests had quietly arrived at the base?
The girl who came last time, dressed similarly to her (later we heard she was the daughter of a high-ranking official at the Shangjing base), had been crying and wanting to go back after just two days. She'd been in such a mess at the base. The official, so devoted to his daughter, had bought up all the fruit in the flower shop, forcing them to buy finger-sized fish for soup. The crystal cores, including the fish and the water, were more than double the price of just the fruit! Everyone was furious, but they held back until the daughter left.
Probably because they were thinking of that unpleasant experience, everyone's eyes were filled with hostility.
What is this delicate young lady who can't stand any hardship doing here?!
Just for your own momentary happiness, you let others suffer from hunger? Damn it!
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