The two people standing in front of Ye Zhou were both thin. Although they were soldiers, apart from their clothes, they did not look like soldiers in peacetime at all. They did not have the kind of spirit that could be seen at first glance, and they were not strong, at least not as strong as Chen Shu and Zou Ming.
There was a heavy deathly air in their eyes, as if they were no longer alive.
Ye Zhou was a little worried. He was afraid that in such an extreme environment, no one would be willing to do "business" with him. What if someone came to rob him openly?
There are only a few people in the store, and they can’t keep it safe!
He had few options, either buy weapons or hire someone.
As for the former, the employees in his store have never been exposed to hot weapons, and they need time to learn and train.
But Ye Zhou still had to be wary of their malicious intentions. Although the possibility was very small, Ye Zhou felt it was better to be cautious. He only had one life and only one way back.
As for the latter...
It seems to be more dangerous than the employees themselves. Ye Zhou has no idea whether the employees he recruited are good or bad.
If the other party didn't kill him and drove him out of the supermarket, then even if he didn't die, it would be the same as being dead.
Ye Zhou exhaled slowly, trying to look serious. He stared into the woman's eyes and said in a slightly tough tone, "You have two minutes to explain the current situation to me."
The woman originally had a lot of questions, but when she heard this she immediately recalled their current situation, so she cut to the chase: "The zombies have been attacking the city for almost three months, and the supply to the rear has been cut off. We have guns, but we don't have bullets, medicine, or grenades. We can drive tanks, but we have no shells. Moreover, the targets are too big and the noise is too loud. If we drive them out, we will just become a target."
"Our base is on the only way to the rear. If the base is breached, the zombies will flow down the river, and the rear will probably be undefendable."
The woman was clear: "We need bullets and medicine."
Ye Zhou asked her: "Can you make the decision?"
The woman was stunned. She probably couldn't make the decision. Although she was in the vanguard camp, the vanguard camp only had an assault rifle, not the people holding the guns. They themselves were the weapons. How could the weapons make the decision?
But now, the woman can only bite the bullet and say, "I can!"
Ye Zhou nodded slightly: "I have bullets and medicine, but I can't give them to you for free."
"I need you to exchange it with something of equal value."
The two men suddenly looked up and looked at Ye Zhou in disbelief, but soon lowered their heads again.
How much ammunition can a supermarket like this store?
Compared with the zombie tide, it's just a drop in the bucket.
The man asked, "What is the equivalent?"
Ye Zhou: "Gold, silver and jewelry should be of little value here. I don't want those things, at least not now."
"Boss, we have delivered the things." The voices of Wu Yan and others came from outside the door. They were warned before coming that they could not call Ye Zhou "immortal" when there were outsiders present.
Wu Yan and the others could understand that it was normal for immortals to not want their identities to be discovered by mortals when they were on a secret visit!
The woman watched as several strong men carried in several wooden boxes. Not just a few boxes, they were still carrying out wooden boxes continuously.
One of the men lifted the lid of the wooden box.
It was full of bullets.
Moreover, each box of bullets has different models. There are not only the most commonly used 5.56 and 7.62, but also 45 caliber and 12 caliber. It can be said that everything is available.
Ye Zhou is not only providing goods, but also "showing off" his military power.
If there were only a few people in his store, why would he stockpile so many bullets?
He has now learned how to set off smoke bombs.
Others won't attack him easily if they don't know his strength.
Everyone thinks that if you know yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger. So don't let others know and don't let them figure you out.
Ye Zhou's generosity shocked the two of them.
Even if supplies arrived from the rear, there might not be so much ammunition.
Ye Zhou heaved a sigh of relief. Although the guns in the system were expensive, fortunately the bullets were cheap, so cheap that they seemed like they were given away for free.
"Everything is here, what do you want to exchange?"
Ye Zhou clasped his hands together and rested them on his chin. He looked at the two people in front of him coldly: "This is a supermarket. I don't do business that loses money."
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"General! There's news from the front!" A soldier in uniform was running wildly in the corridor, his face showing excitement, worry, fear and ecstasy. Countless emotions intertwined together, making his expression particularly hideous.
The man called the General looked at the surveillance camera, his eyes fixed on the supermarket in the center of the screen.
Since the inexplicable appearance of this supermarket, the base has been plunged into the same panic as the coming of the zombie tide.
The general blocked the news immediately. He knew that the existence of this supermarket must not be made known to the public to prevent greater panic.
No one knows what this supermarket is.
Is it real, or is it a mirage, or is it a trap created by the evolved and mutated zombies?
The base has reached a critical juncture of life and death and cannot tolerate any threats.
"What news?" The general stood up.
The soldier took a deep breath and said, "A365 from the Pioneer Battalion entered that supermarket."
"She, she said that the supermarket can provide us with ammunition, but the premise is..."
The general frowned, "What's the premise? Don't speak half the words!"
Soldier: "Only if we can exchange it with something of equivalent value."
"Did they say who runs that supermarket?" asked the general.
The soldier shook his head: "Time is short, they didn't talk to us."
The general pursed his lips. Now no one could tell what the supermarket was. Was it aliens? Or people from the future?
But right now their top priority is zombies.
Even if the supermarket is their enemy, they have to get rid of the zombies first.
Otherwise, even if there are no supermarkets, once they are attacked by zombies, it will no longer matter whether the supermarkets are good or bad.
"What in exchange?" General.
The soldier shook his head. "It only said equivalent, not what. But we don't want gold or silver, which are worthless in the base."
The general pursed his lips and said, "Then let's have corn tortillas."
Although the general did not want to admit that paper and pens had lost their purchasing power in the base, he had to admit that the most stable currency now was tortillas.
"Notify the logistics department." The general rubbed his brows, "Send some over first and try."
"I'll be responsible if anything goes wrong."
At this critical moment, he had no choice but to take a gamble.
No matter what, we must defend the base first.
The general looked at the surveillance again. The zombies blocking the barbed wire were about to crawl over. The electrified barbed wire was the second spinning line of the base. The current was enough to electrocute a living person to death in an instant, causing burns and possibly damaging the zombies' brains.
It is enough to deal with small groups of zombies or even medium-sized zombie waves.
In particular, they built a barbed wire fence twenty meters high.
But the zombies are inexhaustible. They keep coming one after another, more fearless than the bravest soldiers. They will use their bodies to clear the way for their companions behind them. The corpses are piled on top of each other, and they either break through the barbed wire or climb over it.
Humans seem so weak in front of zombies.
Without medicine, even a small wound can cause tetanus.
It seems that humanity’s continuous defeat is inevitable.
The general wiped his face. He could not retreat. If the base could not be defended, he could only send the scientists away first. Most of the vehicles in the base had been sent out to transport supplies. At the last moment, he had to live and die with the base.
That supermarket... whatever it is, if I can really exchange it for ammunition...
Whether it is a conspiracy of aliens or business from future people, he can only accept it.
The General took a deep breath.
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"Tortillas?" Ye Zhou was confused.
What can a tortilla be worth?
Even if tortillas could be used as currency in this dimension, a tortilla would certainly not be worth much. Just scanning them one by one with a barcode scanner would be enough to break his arm.
After seeing the ammunition reserves in the supermarket, the woman spoke more cautiously. She wanted to ask about Ye Zhou's identity, but she didn't dare to speak easily, so she said tentatively: "If a tortilla is converted into the currency before the end of the world, it would be worth about fifty yuan."
Ye Zhou sighed helplessly.
He was not angry, as he had been prepared to not make any money.
After all, giving them ammunition was also to protect himself.
Without these soldiers and base, how could he deal with so many zombies on his own?
It’s better to shoot yourself, die early and be reborn soon.
But Ye Zhou's helpless expression was seen as irritation and disgust in the woman's eyes. She tried to play the victim to gain sympathy: "Although our base is on the front line, there are more than 500,000 ordinary people living in the base. Even if we exclude those of us who are in the army, there are still more than 300,000 people, all of whom are old, weak, sick and disabled."
"If we lose, they will..."
Ye Zhou turned his head away. Of course he sympathized with them. They were all human beings, and he was not so hard-hearted as to care only about business.
But he couldn't reveal his cards in this situation, so he said coldly: "I'm here to do business, not to do charity, you don't have to tell me this."
The woman realized that playing the victim was useless, so she continued, "My name is Zhang Yao, his name is He Zihao, we are both in the Vanguard Battalion, I have been in the army for six years, and it has been thirty-two years since the zombie crisis broke out."
But Ye Zhou did not answer her, nor did he say his name.
He was very panicked, but it did not show on his face. Instead, he looked confident.
Cartloads of tortillas were delivered.
Although the value of each tortilla is not high, they gave too much!
Through the window, I watched the soldiers unloading the cargo.
Bags of tortillas were unloaded at the back door of the supermarket. Ye Zhou did not let the employees move them in immediately. Instead, he only asked them to order some and make sure they were not rotten or moldy. After the inferior tortillas were brought in, he asked the soldiers to take away the bullets that Wu Yan and the others had moved out.
This process was thrilling for Ye Zhou. He was always on guard against soldiers rushing into the supermarket to control him, and his hand was always on the gun.
Fortunately, the soldiers received orders to exchange ammunition, not to control Ye Zhou.
But Ye Zhou knew that this situation would not last long.
After all, they are now facing a common enemy. Compared to his strange supermarket, the biggest threat to the natives is still zombies.
Once they win and fight off the zombies, they will be safe.
Ye Zhou’s supermarket is no longer safe.
After the soldiers left with the ammunition, Ye Zhou said to Zou Ming and the others, "What should we do next? Once the zombies retreat, the base will definitely cause trouble for us. Once they understand the firepower of the supermarket, they will definitely take action."
If it were him, it would be hard to say whether he would make the same choice in the face of a shortage of supplies.
A bad thing, if placed in such a context, may be considered a good thing in the eyes of many people.
Sarah suddenly said, "It's not like we can only jump in one direction. If they dare to attack us, we can just go back."
Ye Zhou was stunned. He looked at Sarah and for the first time felt that Sarah was so smart and he was so stupid.
That's right! If the other party attacks him and he can't beat him, can't he just run away? !
He now has a lot of money in his account and a lot of points that can be exchanged. In addition to here, he can also go back to Daliang Dynasty and go to that continent.
Thinking of this, Ye Zhou felt relieved.
He looked at Sarah and said, "Thank goodness you, I never thought of this."
He still thought he was the poor guy who had just started his plane business, not knowing that he had already obtained something to protect himself.
Sarah yawned: "The system allows you to do business, not to take your life."
"Once you jump a few times, they won't dare to attack you anymore."
Ye Zhou: "Yeah, after all, I still need to earn enough money here to buy a protective shield."
Without the protective shield, he always felt unsafe.
I just don't know how much money he can make in this plane where tortillas serve as currency.
Compared to Ye Zhou's relaxation, the employees were much more nervous.
It was only because of their trust and loyalty to the immortal that Wu Yan and his companions did not have to find a place to hide.
"The eyeballs have fallen out!" Zhou Wen was so scared that his face turned blue, "It can still move!"
After they finished their work, they stayed in the warehouse. The windows of the warehouse were high up, so they couldn't see the zombies outside and were not that scared.
Although the female employees did not go out, they learned from the men's description that they were surrounded by monsters.
"Is it a monster?"
"Nonsense! Which monster has a rotten face?"
"Isn't that the Painted Skin Demon? Maybe they are looking for someone to skin!"
"Those people who came to move things should be soldiers, right? There are even female soldiers!"
The female employees were surprised: "Women can also serve in the military?"
"Looking at the men, there's no difference." Wu Yan said, "All of them are taller than me."
He didn't know how the people here looked! He was already considered tall in their place!
But everyone here is tall, and many are a head taller than him.
Even the women looked stronger than him.
"Come to think of it, the Immortal has also hired a new girl, whose arms are thicker than my thighs!"
The women were shocked and said, "It seems that in the eyes of immortals, there is no difference between men and women."
"Aunt Li is still far-sighted!"
They looked at Cao'er Niang who was observing with a crossbow.
When Cao'er's mother heard what they said, she didn't show off like before, but said calmly: "Since we have become the immortal's disciples, we can't be like before, we must do something!"
"We can't always expect the immortals to protect us, we have to protect the immortals!"
"Otherwise we'll be a burden!"
She wanted to learn how to use this crossbow, and even hoped that when the crisis came, she could stand in front of the immortal.
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