I have a shelter

Chapter 83 The Living and the Dead

"One person, two pieces of black bread." After pondering for a while, George said with some sigh: "The current fields in the Black Pearl Valley are really embarrassing."

Indeed, in his impression, the Black Pearl Valley was an extremely fertile land. Even if some free people in the mountains do not farm, they will not starve to death relying on this mountain. But now people are eating people here.

"Sir, I'll tell you the truth. At the beginning, everyone ate some wild vegetables, but after all, if you eat too much wild vegetables, you will suffer from vomiting and diarrhea. In addition, as the fog gets bigger and bigger, many things begin to contain some toxins. Unless it’s alive, the bigger the camp, the more problematic the food. Like here, it’s pretty good.”

George nodded and stopped talking.

He found that his life was too generous.

He raised his head, his eyes once again passed through the fog in the village, and looked around again - for the first time he saw what the world really looked like in the midst of disaster.

Not long after, Jack and his group finally arrived at the village in great force.

There were more than 60 people and more than 40 vehicles. There were quite a few of them, and those heavy-duty draft horses with a shoulder height of two meters, and the large carriages they pulled behind them, were indeed very spectacular.

But unfortunately, with the pulling power of these horses, one horse is enough to pull a two-ton cart. But there are only so many four-wheelers in the territory at present, so we can only bring these.

Moreover, if the team is too large, it will be difficult for him and Aji to manage the ten people.

After all, he had to travel through the fog. If he lost a horse, he would be heartbroken.

To be honest, in this fog, it is not difficult for the old hunters to find their way home. But without a clear map pointing the way, it is indeed a bit difficult to find this kind of camp.

But Jack, the [Giant Catcher], was lucky enough to live up to his fate. Not only did he not lose anyone, but he also gained several more.

These people were all former deserters. They took the initiative to follow the team just for a bite of food.

The village is not as big as the shelter, but it does have a lot of things. In addition to the large amounts of coal piled in the shed, there were also some iron ingots and ores that he either exchanged or snatched from the warehouse in Mishan.

What made George even more excited was the large amount of iron in the coal mine!

Chains, pickaxes, shovels and other items can fill several large carts! Although many of them are already rusty, if they are re-smelted, they will turn into good things!

There was also some food, although it wasn't much, it was a bit shabby compared to the shelter. But there is a lot of high-quality food - it seems that Mishan and his close subordinates ate well, and there was even wine, cheese and red sausage!

In addition, this guy also saved a lot of golden lions and silver foxes, which filled a box full!

There are also several land deeds.

Aji picked up the small box of gold and silver with his sword. He estimated it with his eyes and said, "If you calculate it, there are almost more than 5,000 silver foxes. In the past, you could buy a small manor." "

After Jack heard this from the side, he couldn't help but glance at the people who were about to starve to death in this terrible camp. He couldn't help but feel more and more angry. He said with a smile, "It seems that Mr. Mishan enjoys himself quite a lot - I can buy a lot of food with this money."

In recent days, he has become more and more devout in his faith, and the atmosphere in the territory has made this upright knight less and less able to bear the sight of others suffering.

"Sir Jack!" the fat man said with wide eyes: "These things are indeed exchanged by me, and they are very easy to exchange! But although they are easy to exchange, they cannot be exchanged for much food. And food is not something I If you have coal mines, you can replace them all! I’ll just give you these extra things!”

(Many nobles are knights, especially in the Holy See. It is not uncommon for barons or even earls with strong martial arts and devout faith to work as followers for priests. And Jack has a good face, and Miyama can’t tell the identities of these people from Ben now.)

"I do have some selfish motives - everyone likes gold and silver! Who knows whether the disaster will be over in two years? But even if I don't have selfish motives, I can't throw them all to the ground, right?" He added: "And Most of the people here in the coal mine are slaves, and the living conditions were very poor before! Now since I came, although the people here are not full, they are much stronger and better than before. If you don’t believe it, look at it. ——They all have cheese to eat!”

Aji curiously took a look at the moldy black shit in the small basin pointed by the fat man. He couldn't help but stretched his head and took a lick, then turned his head and vomited all over the floor.

"Those good cheeses are the same as gold and silver. No matter whether the food is low-quality or high-quality, there is a limit." Mishan grabbed the gold and silver and said: "If I had a choice, of course I would replace them all with relatively cheap food. After all, cheese It’s delicious, and it doesn’t make you hungry like black bread or potatoes. ”

Jack and the others pursed their lips, not knowing what to say. They probably all understood what Mishan meant - there are many things that can be traded here, but they only sell so much.

A few are good (fixed quantity), and a large portion are bad (fixed quantity). After the transaction was in hand, I am afraid that they themselves did not know what decision to make - to give each of the hundreds of poor people a small amount of the good food that could only supply a few people. Or just keep it for yourself?

George had already guessed a lot about this matter, so he never asked or even listened.

He broke off a piece of good cheese, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, thinking in his heart: 'They are all aged cheeses, which should be the inventory of the ranches in the south. Only in this way can we continue to suck blood from the small survivor camps, squeeze the labor there, and obtain more resources'

"Very good." George patted the residue on his hands and said. He said in his heart: 'The territory can finally exchange some more nutritious things. As long as I can see those guys, I have a way to make them spit out all the good things! '

The lord suddenly said this "very good", which surprised the guys around who were struggling with how to distribute food and blaming their conscience. I don't understand what the lord means, and I can't see what he is thinking.

George turned around, glanced at these guys who seemed to be fine, and drove them away: "Hurry up and work. If it gets dark soon, we will have to stay here tonight!"

This scared the lazy guys, and they ran away and participated in the labor.

Most of the skinny miners had lung disease, and ten of them were no match for Jack. So after Alexander and the veterans started to work, the efficiency doubled.

When it was getting dark, more than 40 carriages were almost full.

When there were still a few carriages that were not full, Martin ran over and said, "Sir, the 40 carriages are almost full, but they can't be loaded anymore. It's getting dark, and the mountains are too humid. I'm afraid you will get a rash if you live here."

George nodded. He didn't plan to stay overnight here.

'The previous owner of the coal mine and Mishan had people working for half a year, preparing to use these coals to exchange for supplies. But now they are all cheap to me. These are not only things that can be used for burning, but can be used to exchange for iron. '

George looked at the coal piles in the sheds and estimated that he would have to come again. So he asked Martin to call people to pack up.

After seeing the lord's permission, Martin blew a strange whistle. After hearing the whistle, the other bandits seemed to understand the meaning. Not long after, they began to organize their men and prepare to leave.

Martin's eyes were back from the crowd in the distance, looking at his lord, and then looking at the pregnant women who stood still. He was thoughtful.

Then, he touched his mustache, lowered his head and leaned to George's side, saying: "Boss, are you still going to take them? Some of them are about to give birth. If you want to take them, they will have to take a carriage to unload some of the goods."

Although Martin is as pious as Jack, his scumbag-like thoughts may never be influenced by faith.

So he didn't feel any emotion after coming in. There was no overflow of sympathy.

And George has been thinking about the question Martin mentioned.

To be honest, if he had asked him to answer this question before coming here, it would be a straightforward and cold word-go.

These pregnant women were eating for free, and the babies born after that were useless burdens.

But leaving them here, waiting for them was only death.

But now, when he saw those numb eyes, he felt that the weight on his shoulders was getting heavier and heavier, pressing him to the point of suffocation.

"I've taken away all the goods, how can they live? We don't need these few people, take them all away - later you guys can take care of the business of those prostitutes, and ask them how to prevent pregnancy - let them teach your old lovers!"

The thin Aji blinked his eyes and didn't quite understand (17-year-old virgin), but the old-timers scratched their faces a little embarrassedly - some of them have become prospective fathers.

With the guidance of the scroll, the way back became smoother.

The bandits rode big draft horses and wandered around, like strong sheepdogs, protecting the team very tightly. Occasionally, they encountered some scattered zombies in the mountains that could not be bypassed by the scroll. The cavalrymen on horseback also crouched down and swung their long swords as they passed by, cutting them in half.

Because of the carriage, the team's speed of movement was much faster than the one in Stone Village. When everyone came to the coal mine, they had already cleared the zombies on the road.

But they still encountered a group of zombies.

These "newborns" were ragged, and some of them were holding some crude weapons in their stiff hands.

The wounds on their bodies were very terrible. Some of them were almost split in half, and some people's sternums were completely collapsed.

But they still stood up again and moved forward numbly and slowly in the direction of the breath of the living.

When the patrolmen in front found these living dead, George, who came over, recognized them at a glance.

Under his leadership, more than a dozen people sang hymns and galloped past. Two rounds of back and forth allowed these dozens of sleepless people to rest completely.

The scenes in the coal mine, "Killing people and then killing people", seemed to have not yet faded from Jack's mind. He couldn't help but say with a bit of sadness: "Maybe one day I will become like this."

"Don't be too pessimistic, Jack." Martin spit out the straw in his mouth and laughed: "You are much uglier than them."

After saying that, the guy rode away on his horse.

Jack was stunned on the horse for a long time, and couldn't help touching his face. Recalling his memories of the time by the river, he felt that he should be stronger than these zombies.

He felt a little discouraged, but the depression in his heart disappeared as he was distracted.

Looking at the lord who had already saved the souls and closed the holy book, Jack suddenly felt a surge of courage in his heart. He rode his horse again and followed the team.

Thanks to 'Mi Cu O Mi' for the reward~

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