My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

"What, Uncle Ge, aren't you going back to town?"

Hou Yong, who was still lying on the grass and browsing the trading market on the game panel, was stunned.

He was just thinking about whether he could scrape together some by himself at the end of the year, borrow some from Ge Jianan, and add some more loans to bring a decent car back.

This will improve the speed at which you can make money in the wasteland.

But in a blink of an eye, Ge Jianan went down to the hillside for a walk.

He was confused.

Ge Jianan not only wanted to leave, he also left in such a hurry.

And just by looking at his expression, you could tell that something big must have happened to make him so panicked.

"Something has happened in the town in the past few days. I don't know what it is yet, but Dabao left me a message and summoned me to meet him in another place."

"Little monkey, if you believe me, remember to hide the food you earned from working before entering the town, and then we'll see what happens."

"Also, remember not to act impulsively and think twice before you act!"

After a few words of warning, Ge Jianan wanted to say something more.

But in the end, after exchanging contact information, he held back his words and quickly opened the package he carried with him, took out an inconspicuous small box and put it in his arms.

Taking advantage of the night, Ge Jian'an let out a long sigh, and his figure quickly disappeared.

It was only when Ge Jianan could no longer be seen in his field of vision that Hou Yong came back to his senses, and his numb face suddenly gained energy.

"The gathering point of the Ge family is not in the town due to unexpected events."

"And reminded me not to bring food back to town."

Being able to carry his mother in the wasteland until now, Hou Yong is naturally not as honest as he appears.

Many times, he was just used to using this as a cover to hide his true thoughts.

And the reason why he is so close to Ge Jian'an is because he has been in contact with him for a long time. He knows that the Ge family is full of good people, so they behave like this.

If it were anyone else, Hou Yong would never dare to walk in such a weather.

"No matter what, let's go back and take a look!"

Ge Dabao was able to take his family and escape outside the town to wait for Ge Jianan, but his mother did not have the foot power or energy.

Lifting up a snakeskin bag of grain, Hou Yong's eyes flashed.

He first carefully walked in the opposite direction to Ge Jian'an for more than 40 minutes, then found a small hole in the ground, carefully hid the grain bag in it, and marked it.

Afterwards, Hou Yong, freed from the restraints of his luggage, ran quickly into the distance and disappeared in just a few minutes.

Half an hour passed

an hour passed

Near the potholes where the food was hidden, there was still only the hot night wind blowing and a few noisy wild cicadas chirping.

Suddenly.

But a figure suddenly jumped up from the ground. It was none other than Hou Yong, who had been gone for a long time.

"It seems that Uncle Ge didn't lie to me. Something happened in the town!"

Make sure that Ge Jian'an is not cheating because of his little food.

Naturally, Hou Yong would not suspect that he was just trying to scare people and utter those warning words.

This time.

Take out about one-fifth of the grain from the grain bag on the ground and put it on your back in another small bag.

Hou Yong did not doubt that he was there and quickly ran towards Longyin Town.

It was one o'clock at night when we got off the train.

When we returned to town, it was early five in the morning.

Looking at the town entrance that was still the same as before, he lay on the ground and waited patiently until the six o'clock curfew was lifted and the gate opened.

Then he took the bag and walked towards the town gate.

"Stop, where did you come from?"

"I am Hou Yong. My home is at No. 5 Longzhao Street. I came back from working outside."

"You came back from working?" Looking up and down at Hou Yong's dusty clothes and the grain bag he was carrying, the two guards standing at the entrance of the town looked restrained, but they still showed obvious joy.

"What's that on your back?"

"It's the money I earned from working outside to buy food."

"Food? You said food is food?" The guard standing on the left smiled cruelly, took the rifle off his back, and pointed it at Hou Yong: "The territory has reached a cooperation agreement with Wuya Mansion. Soon will receive material support, but in the past two days, many lawless elements who want to undermine cooperation have appeared."

"Throw your bag over here, we need to check it, or else"

The guard on the right pulled the bolt of his gun and opened the safety. His seemingly kind face suddenly became indescribably vicious.

"Don't shoot, I'll give you the bag."

When the gun was pointed at him, Hou Yong looked like he was scared to death and quickly threw the bag on his back.

The guard on the left did not suspect that he was there, so he immediately opened the flap on the bag and began to inspect it.

"Huh? Bread, biscuits, corn bran and a bottle of Coke?"

Although there were not many things in the bag, the guard became happy after flipping through it a few times, and his expression on Hou Yong became increasingly unpredictable.

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with you, but there are contraband in these things, we need to check them."

"When the inspection is completed, I will naturally notify you to come and collect it."

"What? Contraband?" Hou Yong's eyes widened with disbelief at such an act of robbery: "How is it possible? I bought it from Wuya Mansion, absolutely not"

"Then you are questioning our judgment?" Seeing Hou Yong's voice rising, the guard on the right stepped forward and kicked Hou Yong in the stomach.

But the funny thing is, I don’t know if it’s because he neglected to exercise or he underestimated the physical fitness of Hou Yong, a farmer.

Not only did he fail to kick this kick, but the rifle in his hand almost flew away.

Seeing this, the guard on the left had no choice but to freeze his eyes and instantly turned on the gun safety: "Squat down and hold your head, otherwise I will shoot!"

"Okay, okay, check things out, don't kill me!"

Situations are stronger than people.

With two guns pointed at his head, Hou Yong didn't dare to fight the guards at the town gate even if he had one, not to mention that he didn't have a gun in his hand.

And when he squatted down, the guard on the right naturally took advantage of his strength and kicked him several times, leaving several large footprints on Hou Yong's body.

"get out!"

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he finally waited until the contemptuous voice sounded.

Hou Yong breathed a sigh of relief, quickly lowered his head and hurriedly entered the gate and walked into the town.

"Fortunately, there is news about Uncle Ge, otherwise all the materials earned from part-time work will be lost!"

When he reached the corner, Hou Yong turned his head bitterly.

It wasn't until he had completely memorized the faces of the two guards that he walked back home with a sense of joy that he had survived the disaster.

A hailstorm has passed.

Longyin Town, which was already under development, was undoubtedly made worse.

Not to mention that the houses on the road are full of holes visible to the naked eye, and even the gravel road under your feet is full of potholes.

Most of the buildings that we were familiar with before are now in disrepair and have lost their former charm.

Even some of the "rich people" in the town have lost their former wealth and look much poorer.

Walk all the way to Longzhao Street.

Hou Yong saw his mother who had gotten up early in the morning and was busy at the door from a distance, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

When we first traveled to the wasteland, there were originally five people in the Hou family.

Hou's father, Hou's mother, and Hou Yong's two brothers.

But in these eight years, too many changes have happened, and now only mother and son are left dependent on each other.

"Mom, I'm back!"

With a shout, Hou Yong quickened his pace, and soon he saw his "home" that was almost in ruins.

The small courtyard that was originally tidied up was full of deep pits the size of basketballs, one after another.

Two of the three houses built of wood have collapsed, and only the main house, which uses more materials, is barely holding on.

However, after getting used to treating the house as a consumable in the past eight years, Hou Yong is not sad.

However, the waiting mother looked up and down at his empty-handed return and the big footprints on his body that had not yet been wiped clean. She couldn't help but feel sad. Tears flowed down her face like broken strings: "Son, you are confused. You are so confused." Why are you coming back?"

"Mom, I'm fine. They just kicked me a few times. It's fine!"

The waiting mother is only in her forties, but she looks as old as an old man in her sixties, with wrinkles all over her face.

Hou Yong knew it when he saw her crying, but there were so many people on the street that it was difficult to say anything.

I could only drag the waiting mother all the way to the main house in the yard that was about to collapse, and then whispered: "Mom, most of the food I brought back has been hidden, don't worry!"

"Are you hiding?" The waiting mother stopped crying, and her gray eyes suddenly lit up.

But the next second, thinking of the family's reserves being emptied, she cried again: "God has sent a disaster, but the lord wants us ordinary people to use the food that we have worked hard to save for several years to replenish the emptiness of the territory. Our family The two months of rations that you managed to save through hard work have been confiscated by them, and everything is gone!"

"What, they took away all our food rations?!"

Hou Yong was stunned for a moment, and the words Ge Jian'an said before unconsciously echoed in his mind, as well as their previous conversations on the train.

However, this information is too complicated and involves too many aspects.

He didn't have Ge Jian'an's sharp intellect, so he only connected a few times before feeling unable to start.

I can only vaguely judge based on previous experience that the Dragon Phoenix Territory is probably on the verge of extinction like those small territories that have gone bankrupt.

"It's okay, Mom. I hid enough food for the two of us for a month and a half. It's enough to escape to other territories!"

"But we don't have a trading point to buy other territorial identities!"

"Well" Hou Yong also felt a little embarrassed when he thought that there were only single-digit trading points left on the game panel.

The price of identity on the game panel, even the cheapest territory needs to start at 10 points.

For two people, that’s 20 points.

If the territory is stable, he can collect these points by working hard for three to five months.

But the problem is

"Mom, don't worry, I can borrow enough money to buy a new territory. I definitely can't stay in this Dragon and Phoenix territory."

"But we don't know each other."

"It's okay. I know Dabao. His father, Ge Jian'an, came back from outside with me. He will definitely lend it to us!" Hou Yong's expression condensed when he thought of the contact information Ge Jian'an left before leaving.

The ants are still living an ignoble existence.

He could clearly feel that Ge Jianan obviously knew more than him and had more ambitious ideas.

There are also some extremely dangerous elements in the messages conveyed to him from time to time on the train. Extracting them and adding a little bit is called "rebellion"!

In the past, when there was a slight possibility of survival, and there were cases where his father and brother risked their lives, he might be tempted and then stay away from such people.

But now, being forced to a dead end, even if he risked his life, he would never choose to sit back and wait for death!

"Mom, you always told me not to imitate my father and brother before, but if the opportunity comes this time, my son will try it no matter what."

"It's done. Not only can we collect enough money to buy a status, but maybe we can also buy a decent car by the end of the year!"

One word hits the mark.

On June 26, the eighth year of the last calendar year, it was the third day that Ge Jianan returned to the Dragon Phoenix Territory.

early morning.

Su Mo, who was standing in the backyard, fighting fiercely with Feng Long, suddenly slowed down, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What?" Feng Long grasped the wooden stick in his hand and stopped.

"He agreed!"

"Who?" Feng Long was startled. He didn't expect who would attract Su Mo's attention.

"Ge Jian'an, the one I interviewed three days ago."

"That weak scholar?" Feng Long curled his lips, threw the stick aside boringly, picked up the water bottle on the ground and drank half of the bottle before saying: "Isn't it just a small territory with thousands of people? Where else is it needed? If you put all your efforts into these baseless methods, the special force assigned to you will be in place in two days. I will personally take them there and destroy them."

In the past years, there were actually quite a few small territories that jumped into the Tianyuan territory.

Some rely on the non-attack agreement between humans, some rely on the fact that the sky is high and the water is far away, and some are deliberately disgusted by others.

When dealing with these "idiots", everyone in the territory often pays no attention to them and laughs them off.

But the Dragon Phoenix Territory is different. Their position happens to be stuck on the trade road. If they really become the minions of Wuya Mansion, they will inevitably be in trouble.

This time Feng Long resigned from his post in the Northern Military Region and came here to facilitate this matter.

But before, Feng Long wanted to go to the black market to find some manpower, and give the Dragon Phoenix territory up and down overnight.

After meeting Somo, I slightly changed my plan.

"It's different. I will take that man to Baoyu County for training in the future. Don't think that he is ordinary now. You may have to call him Master Ge in the future."

"Hey, then I have to take a closer look at Master Ge's methods." Feng Long was not angry when Su Mo teased him. Instead, he sat down happily and started bickering.

This scene fell in the eyes of Wang Qian, who was sitting nearby, and even other team members.

Everyone's eyes widened again.

Feng Long, that is the famous killing god in Tianyuan territory.

Everyone knows his fiery temper, his ruthlessness in doing what he says, and his excellent methods.

But during these three days, when I stayed with Sumo, he seemed like an ordinary person who had nothing to do with the world.

The good attitude almost makes people feel a little unreal!

"Come on, come on, don't stand around and starve. The food is on the table, go and eat now!"

"If you have a quick hand, you will have nothing!"

Beat gongs and drums.

Sun Quan ran out of the backyard, with a ball of food in his mouth that he had not swallowed, and was blowing out streams of hot air.

Sumo smiled and said, "Where is the song you are singing today?"

"Chef Pei makes the soup stock himself and makes the soup dumplings, limited to 30 baskets."

"Whoever runs slower will eat less!"

After saying that, Sun Quan ran away.

Judging from his red face, it was obvious that some unexplainable good thing had been added to the soup.

"Let's go, let Pei Shao cook for you personally, this is the only territory you have."

At the beginning of the meal, Feng Long was still a little embarrassed.

But after being stared at by Pei Shao's "kind" eyes too much, he decided to risk his life and become a mere mortal.

The second floor of the cafeteria.

Su Mo and Feng Long took the lead, with other members of the Northern Military Region sitting on the left and right.

Compared to more than a month ago, pigeons are now leaving in large numbers after the summer harvest.

Not only are the people in Sangtian Town much cooler, but most of the familiar faces who often eat in Zizai Liangfang are gone.

"Here comes the soup dumpling~"

As the witticism rang out, everyone turned their heads and saw Pei Shao walking quickly in a white chef's uniform and a high hat.

"Master Feng, you have to eat slowly."

"I know, I know, thank you for your hard work, Chef Pei!" Looking at Pei Shao's unkind eyes, Feng Long laughed twice, instantly causing all the team members to laugh continuously, and the atmosphere was filled with joy for a while.

After a brief introduction to how to eat it, and a few words about sealing the dragon, Pei Shao left.

"Hiss, delicious!"

Biting open the skin of the soup dumpling and sucking out the extremely sweet soup inside, Somo groaned with satisfaction and felt much more comfortable all over.

Food is the most important thing for the people.

Even in the wasteland, the Chinese people's pursuit of delicious food is still passed down tirelessly.

If you compare the so-called delicacies in the deep sea world, the latter are just like pig food.

"It's a pity that you won't be able to enjoy it if you go to Baoyu County soon," Feng Long complained vaguely.

"People always have to look up and move forward. There is no point in staying in Sangtian Town all the time. What's more, the grain business in the town is now single-handedly controlled by Zizailiangfang. Staying here is just waiting. Disaster is approaching day by day.”

"That's right," Feng Long murmured, "If this continues, I think the name of Sangtian Town will have to be changed. Is it enough to change it to Zizai Town?"

"Zizaizhen?" Sumo chuckled: "It's called Liangfang Town."

"Um?"

"It's okay, I just remembered some things from the past." Sumo shook his head and continued to concentrate on eating the soup dumplings.

Although the facts told him that the ruins of Liangfang Town, the first place he entered when he first came to the wasteland, were definitely not related to what he was casually talking about now.

The former is a city founded by people from the Yan Kingdom after they came to the wasteland, while the latter is a town that will evolve from his own Tianyuan territory in the future.

But for some reason, Su Mo felt a little strange in his heart, feeling like fate was playing tricks on people.

"Forget it, thinking about this illusory thing is not just adding trouble."

"tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow we will gather enough funds, ask Pei Shao to help buy those alloys, and start building the Daily Armor!"

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