Chen Zhiyong hurriedly walked towards the city gate with an expression on his face.

Just now, he grabbed an empty red envelope from the group leader Zhou Qiang.

He has been hungry for two days.

Whenever I see anything, my eyes turn green.

People who have never been hungry will never know what it feels like to be extremely hungry.

After being hungry for two days, he was a little unsteady when walking.

But at this moment, he was full of passion.

Self-heating chicken and mushroom rice.

Just the name made him crazy.

There is also a bottle of water.

In fact, he didn't believe it in his heart, but his hungry belly made him not want to let go of the one in ten thousand chance.

The time now is around four o'clock in the afternoon.

At this point, few survivors go out.

It's not far from dark.

If you don't come back until dark, once the sky darkens, the zombies will become manic and their strength will skyrocket, and you may be in danger.

At the city gate, armed soldiers chatted in twos and threes.

There are outposts within ten kilometers ahead, and any situation will be warned as soon as possible.

They are safe here.

This also makes them loose and lazy.

Chen Zhiyong walked out with a long knife in his hand.

The armed soldiers paid no attention.

In the last days, they will not stop anyone who wants to die.

There are so many people who are so hungry that they go out to fight for their lives, so there is nothing to make a fuss about.

Outside the door, there were a few sneaky people.

Chen Zhiyong always feels a little familiar.

As if thinking of something, Chen Zhiyong clicked on his personal smart terminal.

"We are at the city gate, are there any brothers going with us?"

"There are five of us now."

"If you believe that the group leader really gives out benefits, come here."

"Anyway, I'm going to starve to death. If there's a glimmer of hope, I'll go and have a look. Even if I'm cheated, it just makes me give up."

The people who spoke have their own images.

With just one glance, Chen Zhiyong confirmed that these people were from the group.

Chen Zhiyong walked over.

"Brother, you also want to go..."

One of them spoke out.

Chen Zhiyong nodded repeatedly and said, "I am also qualified."

"Well, stand here, wait for the others, and then go together. You will have a companion who can deal with possible dangers."

The man laughed.

Who knows if the group leader suddenly tricked them into coming?

What is their biggest reliance?

In fact, it is poverty.

They have nothing, not even extraordinary beings, they are just low-level ants in the apocalypse.

To put it bluntly, it's just a matter of life.

Besides, there is no need for the group leader Zhou Qiang to spend so much thought on killing them. He has food and drink in his hands, and many people are working for him, whether they are ordinary people or extraordinary people.

There are many smart people. How can they be simple if they can live to this day?

The people Zhou Qiang originally added were all skilled and capable people before the end of the world.

Their thinking is not bad either.

"Let me meet you, my name is Xia Tian."

"My name is Xu Pengcheng."

"My name is Niu Er."

"I am Liu Yichun."

Several people were introduced, and they were considered acquaintances.

After waiting for a while, several more people came out.

The chat function of personal smart terminals has this kind of imaging function, which can see the person clearly, so no one can make a mistake.

Plus being in a small group can get further confirmation.

About half an hour.

Twenty-seven of the thirty people came.

"Wait for me, I'll be back in ten minutes."

"Me too, I'm always in a hurry."

"I want fifteen minutes."

The three people who didn't arrive all spoke out in the group.

Everyone thought for a while and decided to wait.

Fifteen minutes later, the last person arrived.

Thirty people immediately walked towards the position given by Zhou Qiang.

The time now is almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

The time is barely enough.

Since no one knew each other very well, no one chatted, but strode forward.

Three kilometers, a normal walk would take half an hour.

But now, it only took twenty minutes.

Looking at the village in front of them, everyone remained vigilant.

"It should be here."

"First check whether there is any danger."

Niu Er, one of the group, walked out, carrying a shield and a fire ax, and took the lead into the village.

He has been fighting zombies for many years, and although he is not an extraordinary person yet, his strength is not weak.

Dealing with three or a few zombies is no problem.

After walking around, there were no zombies in the village.

Then Niu Er saw the three-story building described by the group leader.

After hesitating for a moment, Niu Er walked in.

On the third floor, Niu Er rushed to the top of the building in one minute.

"this……"

Niu Er's eyes widened.

A large cardboard box was wrapped in a net bag.

With excitement in his heart, he walked over cautiously.

I picked it with a tomahawk first and there was no problem.

Then Niu Er opened the box with his hands.

"ah!"

A voiceless scream.

Boxes of self-heating rice without labels are neatly stacked in boxes.

On one side of the box are bottles of unopened, unlabeled mineral water.

"Quick, everyone, come quickly, the group leader is not lying."

“Oh my god, it’s really self-heating rice.”
To be continued...