Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

Ye Buqing deliberately avoided the Jiang City group in today's activities because the contents of her negotiations with Xi Zhian were kept secret, and Wen Renxiao's group were too smart. Ye Buqing felt that with their eyesight, it would be easy to tell between her and the capital city. This connection is maintained between the bases.

The whole base of the capital base was inspected. They, the people in Jiang City, had Ye Buqing as a guarantee and did not have to queue in the cafeteria. However, Xi Zhian also found someone to inform them that there was a collective inspection at the capital base today, and suggested that they try not to go out in the dormitory.

They said they should try not to go out, but as soon as they came out, everyone in Jiang City couldn't tell that this was a request.

However, this man's words sounded much nicer than the previous one, and the people in Jiang City were willing to cooperate, so they spent the whole day playing poker in the dormitory.

At the beginning, during a rare break, a group of people sat around and smoked bastards. The losers had stickers on their faces and searched around. Paper is one of the resources that cannot be wasted. I kept looking around. , and finally decided to paint the bastard with charcoal on the face of the loser.

Wen Renxiao was generally not interested in activities like theirs. The bed was occupied by them, so he put up a bench and leaned against the window with his eyes closed to relax. From time to time, they made noise too loudly, and Wen Renxiao would raise his eyelids to look at them. A glance, or a clearing of the throat as a reminder.

It was an uneventful day in the residential area of ​​the capital base. Wen Renxiao leaned against the window and could clearly hear the movement in the corridor. There were footsteps outside, and the sound of opening and closing doors kept ringing. Their dormitory was like a safe island, and outside the door The footsteps turned a blind eye to them, ignored them, and passed by.

From morning to night, Yang Kaitai's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and it was inconvenient to go out to wash it. He kept looking around the bed with a slumped black face.

"What are they doing? No one is passing by?"

Wen Renxiao glanced at him and looked at his charcoal-dusted face and hesitated to speak, but he felt that the words were not very friendly, so he held back.

There were only two white eyes on his face. Yang Kaitai looked left and right, and finally saw a few sporadic figures coming this way.

"Come back, come back, someone is back, can we go out?" Yang Kaitai asked, grabbing the window frame.

Wen Renxiao looked at the two figures without making a sound.

"Why do we suddenly need to have a check-up today? What happened?" A man passing by their window asked in a low voice.

"Are you stupid? Hasn't the base been attacked once before? It must be related to that." Another voice responded to him, and in the middle of speaking, he deliberately lowered his voice, "I guess it's not a big deal this time. You didn't Look, Young Master Zou has been beaten by someone else. Normally, he would have to give them some face as a rich man."

"Yes, yes! Let me go, who is that woman? She went up and knocked down Young Master Zou's bodyguard. That's so cool!"

Yang Kaitai's dark face stood by the window, blending in with the shadows in the house. None of the two people outside the window noticed him, and they passed by neatly.

"..."

Yang Kaitai pouted silently, very unconvinced.

Maybe it was because he was concerned that he was confused, or maybe he really didn't know anyone else in the capital base. Wen Renxiao leaned against the window in silence, with half a shadow on the bridge of his nose.

He had a gut feeling that the person they were talking about was Ye Buqing.

"Captain, can I go wash my face? Everyone has returned. There must be no martial law anymore. I'll go and come back. I won't go anywhere else." Yang Kaitai asked him.

Wen Renxiao stood up, opened the door without saying a word, and got out first.

"Captain? Captain!" Yang Kaitai poked his head out and saw Wen Renxiao striding to a door with his ear pressed against the door panel.

The captain eavesdropped on Sister Xiaoye!

Yang Kaitai was excited, reacted quickly, turned around and waved to everyone in the room, silently greeting them, come on!

About twenty people were piled on top of each other, and a series of heads squeezed out of the door frame to look in Wen Renxiao's direction. Yu Jinlian took a step slower. After squeezing for a long time and finally saw the scene in front of him clearly, his head buzzed and the alarm sounded. .

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Waiting for Ye Buqing outside the cafeteria door, he had been standing for more than six hours. There were too many guards at the capital base inside, and it was not convenient for him to go in. Leaning against the cold iron wall, Wen Renxiao felt that his mind was numb.

He has always been very open-minded about interpersonal relationships. He has become accustomed to the rapid changes in relationships between people and can accept them calmly.

But they were obviously together. When did Ye Buqing and Yu Jinlian have so many secrets that no one else could know?

When did he become someone else who needed to be excluded?

Wen Renxiao intuitively felt that this was bad, but his brain seemed to be divided into many different parts, each with its own thoughts, unable to be cleaned or controlled.

Secrets, secrets, secrets.

Wen Renxiao breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Ye Buqing, who was sitting deep in the cafeteria. His eyes unconsciously lowered and he no longer looked at her.

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Before the person fully came out, he twisted his neck and stretched his arms in a Ye Buqing-style manner. A crackling sound came out with his own background music. He yawned all the time, and his eyes were full of tears.

"very tired?"

Wen Renxiao asked softly.

He had deliberately lowered his voice, but unexpectedly, Ye Buqing was startled, and he shivered back as if he was electrocuted.

"Be careful!" Wen Renxiao pulled her forward, leading her to avoid the guard holding paper and pen behind him.

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"You...why are you here?" Ye Buqing's voice contained a hint of guilt that could not be concealed.

"...Passing by." Wen Renxiao said casually.

Others said Ye Buqing didn't believe this, but from Wen Renxiao's point of view, it seemed particularly reasonable.

"Really? Do you want to get up for morning exercises at this hour?" Ye Buqing said in a teasing tone.

"I inspected the base yesterday. I was bored in the room all day, and then I came out for a walk." Wen Renxiao said.

"I...I just heard someone talking about you, saying that you had a conflict with someone else. Do you need my help?"

Wen Renxiao thought about it again and again, so he could only change the way and talk about this matter to Ye Buqing tactfully.

He himself doesn't like to come into contact with people in the capital. Many people were talking about what happened during the day. On the one hand, they lamented that someone finally took action against those rich children, and on the other hand, they lamented that this little girl was ignorant and touched the Zou family. Baby, I'm afraid you won't have a good life at the capital base in the future.

Wen Renxiao was a complete outsider in the capital, but at least he had the resources of the army and some useful achievements on his shoulders. Even if things went wrong, he could ask for a favor from Commander Yan to smooth things over.

He thought carefully, but he didn't expect Ye Buqing to laugh openly and wantonly.

"That grandson? He can't do anything to me. He has already sent people here today. I stabbed his intestines and had to be carried back."

Ye Buqing didn't take such bloody words and sentences seriously at all. He raised his hand and rubbed it in his hair. He shook his head and yawned again, "This is the first time - ah -! Damn, I'm so sleepy. I almost fell asleep while walking."

After Ye Buqing rubbed his hair, he raised his hand to ravage his face.

Her words made Wen Renxiao's doubts deepen.

It was just a conversation. Why was Ye Buqing so sure that he had the ability to compete with the rich people in the capital base?

No, something must have been missed...

Wen Renxiao lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Buqing, who thought he was unaware of the ghost and was sleeping and walking while holding the corner of his clothes and closing his eyes.

"..."