Don’t panic when the apocalypse comes, stock up on food first and then guns

Chapter 455 My name is Chen Jiang

Jiang You didn't like the scene of a group of people staring at him as he said goodbye, and his scalp went numb just thinking about it.

Just leave in the middle of the night. Anyway, everything that needs to be explained has been explained.

The moonlight was very bright tonight, so bright that she could clearly see a cricket lying on Baiyin's pink coffin in the yard.

The bright moonlight fell on the Longshan Mountain like salt frost, and the hanging branches of the three-meter-high man-eating tree swayed gently in the breeze, watching all this calmly.

Jiang You was about to leave when he suddenly felt something pulling him.

Looking down, he saw a thin vine hooked on his little finger, with dark red leaves hanging down.

She actually saw the pitiful feeling in a few leaves.

The branches and leaves of the man-eating tree swayed slightly, making a rustling sound.

"Shh~"

Jiang You put a hand on his mouth, "Shh, don't wake up the others."

The thin branches hooked Jiang You's little finger back hard.

She walked under the tree and said, "I will be back soon. You wait for me here until I come back."

I know you understand me, we are symbiotic, I can feel you, no matter how far I go, I can feel you..."

The man-eating tree bent its trunk, and its lush crown was like a broad embrace, directly embracing Jiang You in it.

The leaves rustled in his ears, and Jiang You couldn't understand what it was saying.

So he touched the trunk of the man-eating tree, then turned around and left.

She doesn't like procrastination.

As soon as he turned around, the thin vines hooked his wrist again.

"Aqing, let go."

Jiang You was a little impatient.

The vines turned into hooks and twisted around their wrists to form an intertwined bracelet.

"Crack~"

After a slight snapping sound, the vine retracted.

Jiang You left a dark red tree vine bracelet on his right wrist.

The leaves rustled as if saying goodbye.

She left Longshan Mountain in the moonlight without looking back.

Beside the attic window, Zhang Shuhui's eyes kept bursting with tears.

She wanted to cry but couldn't because Yanchi stood behind her and covered her mouth tightly from behind.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

With the leader gone, she suddenly lost her backbone and felt that there was danger everywhere.

She has been in this world for so long, this is the first time she is truly separated from Jiang You.

There is actually a feeling of sadness that a little cub has been abandoned.

The feeling of being alone and helpless was so terrible. Zhang Shuhui seemed to have returned to that dangerous air-raid shelter.

"Don't cry loudly, she will be unhappy if she hears it..."

"Woooooooo..."

What is the warm thing that you dropped on my head without crying? Drool? !

After the people left, the lid of the coffin in the yard was removed from the inside. The cricket that was staying on the lid of the coffin was frightened and jumped up and disappeared into the grass.

The white iron frog jumped out of the wind, "click, click~" and followed Jiang You far behind.

Two tufts of dull hair were faintly exposed from the cracks in the coffin.

"Kacha~Kacha~"

The night in the mountains is not quiet. There is a faint mechanical sound among the sounds of wind, chirping of insects, birds, and howls of wild animals.

Jiang Yougang stood on the edge of the cliff, opened his umbrella and prepared to jump down. .

He frowned slightly and turned around to look.

Not far away, a small green thing jumped among the grass.

"Kacha~~Kacha~"

It's a silver tin frog.

"Go back!" she said coldly, "Everyone is gibbering, it's not like they won't come back."

Hold the black umbrella and jump directly off the cliff. At the moment of falling, quickly control the surrounding wind elements and hold up the black umbrella.

Like dandelions riding the wind disappearing into the night.

"Crack...knock..."

The tin frog jumped on the edge of the cliff for a while, and then jumped back.

As one of the three major bases, Dawn Tower is nothing less than a palace-like existence in the eyes of survivors.

Countless survivors are rushing to enter here.

In a world where countless small and medium-sized bases were destroyed by waves of zombies or beasts, the three major bases stood as tall as mountains.

Every day there are survivors coming from other bases and pouring into the Dawn Tower.

Tower of Dawn.

In front of a street noodle stall.

Seven or eight people crowded on a dilapidated square table, staring curiously at one of them, a young man with one foot on the bench and one hand on his hip, talking non-stop.

The boy looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. His chestnut hair was tied into a bun on top of his head, with a crooked branch stuck in the bun.

Underfoot were a pair of rough flip-flops, which looked like they were handmade, but the workmanship was not very good.

He has a delicate appearance and bright eyes with a hint of cunning that is hard to detect, like a nondescript little Taoist priest.

"...Speak quickly and stop showing off!" Others urged.

"What's the rush? Master, I have to take a breather." The young man swallowed and continued.

"...The Dawn Tower will regularly select outstanding superpowers from the survivors to expand the Dawn Tower's guards."

"Only becoming a guard of the Dawn Tower means having a real chance to enter the inner city."

A middle-aged man asked, "Does it mean that if you pass the test to become a guard and enter the inner city, you will be very good?"

"You have a beautiful idea. Guarding in the outer city can show off your power, but when you enter the inner city, you are at the bottom.

The guards are divided into black iron guards, silver guards, and finally the light guards. The Guardian of Light is the highest level among all guards. "The young man said.

"Damn it, the guards have so many tricks up their sleeves?!" A thin man with a loud mouth widened his eyes.

The young man suddenly pointed to the street, "Look, that's the Black Iron Attendant!"

Everyone looked around and saw a man wearing a black and purple short-sleeved uniform walking past. He was about thirty-five years old. A hideous scar ran through his entire face from the right forehead to the left chin.

It looks like a ferocious centipede lying on the face, very scary.

But it was scary. As the Black Iron Warrior walked on the road, almost all passers-by looked at him in awe, and the survivors who passed by him all lowered their heads to show respect.

Everyone watching this scene was envious.

Young man, "Have you seen the black triangular badge on the left chest? That is the symbol of the Black Iron Knight! The Silver Knight's badge is white, and the Light Knight's badge is vermilion!"

"The Dark Iron servants are so awesome, how wonderful it would be if the Light servants were there. When the time comes, I will marry eight wives, four on the left and four on the right! It's so beautiful just thinking about it!"

The young man let out a "chee" sound, "Do you think that the Light Warrior is awesome?

The Guards of Light are only the highest level among the guards, just like the imperial guards in ancient times. No matter how high the level of the guards is, they are just guards, and they are just higher than us ordinary people.

There is also a landlord above the guards. There are nine floors in the Dawn Tower, and there is a landlord sitting on each floor.

Above the building owner are the four great priests: Green Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu.

Above these four high priests, there is the high priest, the high priest, the dawn of the Dawn Tower, who is in charge of everything here..."

Survivor: "The high priest is equivalent to the base commander of other bases, right?"

"Absolutely." The young man nodded, "In this life, if I can work with the high priest, I would be willing to be a landlord..."

"Hahahaha, you really dare to think!"

With a hopeful look on his face, the young man looked in a certain direction in the distance.

As far as the eye can see, there is a high gray wall, and the pagoda inside the wall reaches straight into the sky like a sharp sword.

On the table, a dark-skinned girl slurped the clear water in the bowl, and finally picked up the bowl and drank every drop of the noodle soup.

Then he placed the bowl heavily on the table, "Boss, another bowl!"

On the black wrist, a dark red wooden rattan bracelet followed her movements and hit the black table hard, making a muffled sound.

The young man's eyes were instantly attracted to her.

He stood at the noodle stall and talked to everyone for a long time, but he didn't just sit there with nothing to do.

"Hey, where does this sister come from? The black color is really unique!" He stepped on the stool and bent over to the girl opposite who had a shaved head and whose skin was so dark that it reflected light.

The person in front of him was thin, short-haired, and had sharp eyes. If it weren't for her smooth throat and the holes in her earlobes, the boy would have almost not recognized that she was a woman.

This table of poor people who have just arrived in the city has heard no one order a bowl of noodles for a long time, which proves that these people are stingy and poor.

It's not easy to make money like this.

But this black girl had already eaten two bowls of noodles in a row.

This noodle stall is not far from the entrance to Dawn Tower, but the price is not cheap. A bowl of 2 taels of noodles requires a second-order crystal core.

Many superpowers can take out a second-order crystal core, and the superpowers who can reach this point are all people with some abilities.

The boss despises this bowl of noodles with clear soup and little water.

The low-level superpower wants to eat, but he won't trade a second-order crystal core for a bowl of noodles that is not enough.

Those who have money will look down on it, while those who have no money will just look at it.

In the Tower of Dawn, except for the northwest wind, there is nothing cheap.

That's not right. You have to pay for the northwest wind here. If you don't pay, you can only live in a crowded shantytown, which is so dense that even the northwest wind can't blow in.

The young man has already locked in today's goal.

It seems to be a fat sheep.

"Fat...oh no, friend, which base are you from?"

"The base? I'm not from the base. I'm from the mountains. My family asked me to come out and see the world."

She wiped the soup from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve and said very boldly, "I heard on the way here that Dawn Tower is awesome, so I wanted to come and see if I can create something famous here!

But I’m new here and don’t know anything yet! "

"Brother, I heard you talk a lot just now. It seems you must know a lot about this place, right? Can you tell me more about it?"

The black girl asked sarcastically. There was an unbridled ambition in her movements, but she also had a subtle simplicity that was not easy to find. At first glance, she looked like a simple fat sheep.

Teenager: Sure, this is a fat sheep.

Today's saliva is not in vain, this fat sheep must not be let go.

Jiang You: Sure, this is a guide dog...

She came to Dawn Tower and was blind, and she needed such a guide dog.

The boy laughed, and the black girl laughed too, feeling as if she had encountered her prey.