In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

Song Jinhe pulled his hand back with some displeasure upon hearing this: "When did I tell you that I was wronged?"

Cheng Qianhuai naturally noticed that she was in a bad mood and coaxed him in a low voice, but he saw that she reached out and grabbed his ear.

The cold fingertips collided with the hot earlobes, making him shrink a little subconsciously, and then he went forward again.

"Cheng Qianhuai, I do everything because I want to. I have never catered to you, let alone felt wronged.

If you still have this kind of thought in your heart, don't blame me for ignoring you in the future. "

Seeing that she didn't look like she was faking it, Cheng Qianhuai had no choice but to bow his head and admit his mistake.

He knelt down so that their eyes met, and obediently leaned over and kissed her gently.

"Thank you Ah He, I'm very happy."

He paused, his ears became increasingly hot, and his voice became lower: "It's also very comfortable."

Song Jinhe rubbed his nose in embarrassment. He did such a thing when the two of them were deeply in love, but now he suddenly remembered that the burning heat in his palms seemed to have not been washed away by the water.

"Okay, okay, stop talking."

Song Jinhe turned around and walked out, his back looking like he was running away.

*

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night. After last night's battle, Song Jinhe became more aware of the crisis. He always felt that he needed a few searchlights that were bright enough.

There was no chance to go out during the day, and now that night was falling, it was just a good time to search for some suitable items.

They have no shortage of food, but Building 3 still doesn’t have many hard equipment.

After thinking for a moment, she did not choose to bring too many people. After all, someone was injured in the building and there was such a big noise yesterday. They had to be more vigilant.

"Uncle Xu, Xu Yuesheng, you two should go out with us."

Song Jinhe only picked two people when he opened his mouth, and the rest stayed to guard Building 3 to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation.

The reason for choosing Xu Qingkang is simple. He is proficient in transforming various objects, and he can find many needed things in time with him.

Although Xu Yuesheng didn't have so many twists and turns in his mind, fortunately, his force value was pretty good, and he could help Song Jinhe share a lot of pressure during a real fight.

The usefulness of both father and son is not small.

Those who were not named were not discouraged. They all lit up the weapons in their hands for a while, knowing that they must not relax tonight.

The four of them packed all kinds of equipment and put on their backpacks before leaving from the main entrance, and started searching aimlessly according to the originally planned route.

Most of the supplies had been destroyed by heavy rain and extreme cold, and now they had to try their luck to find a searchlight with the right brightness.

Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai walked at the front to explore the road, Xu Yuesheng followed at the back of the team to protect them, and Xu Qingkang was also old, so he was protected in the middle and tried his best to move forward.

The night was actually much more lively than the day. After all, there was no sun that could blister the skin. Everyone took advantage of this time to come out to search for supplies.

Although there is only a small harvest, which is not enough to fill the stomach, it is much better than returning empty-handed.

Song Jinhe was wary of those with malicious intentions around him. Counting the time, it had been 10 days since the scorching heat came, and the survivors had already realized the scarcity of water.

But at this time, those who have water are unwilling to take it out, while those who do not have water are anxiously looking for water sources, and conflicts will break out one after another.

But all this has nothing to do with Building 3. They have prepared the water needed in the hot summer in advance. Although it is still a little tight, it will not cause them to die of thirst.

As they walked forward along the road, survivors kept looking back at them. Song Jinhe frowned impatiently, but did not immediately get angry.

This group of people was just thinking about whether the four of them could solve it. Seeing that so many people didn't dare to rush up to make trouble, it seemed that the four of them were not so easy to provoke.

"Sister Song, where are we going?"

Xu Yuesheng used the ax in his hand to scare away a man who looked at them up and down, and asked Song Jinhe what he meant.

"If we continue walking in this direction, we will reach the city center. Basically, all the supplies there have been looted. Even if we go there, we won't find anything."

Song Jinhe took out a tissue and wiped the sweat from her forehead. The sultry temperature made her breathless, and she was sweating like rain.

"We are not looking for food. The city center has the richest variety of supplies. The food may have bottomed out, but others may not have noticed it yet."

Xu Yuesheng nodded in realization, and then didn't ask any more questions.

They soon arrived at the central building, only to find that someone was trading here.

Song Jinhe was secretly surprised. When did such a market appear in Yuncheng? Aren’t people who come to trade supplies afraid of being robbed directly?

She stopped and looked for a while, only to find that there were more than a dozen burly men with guns around them. They had fierce eyes and looked like they were not to be trifled with.

After looking at everyone's orderly transactions, Song Jinhe realized one thing. I'm afraid this market was controlled by someone.

There must be a force behind the market that is not easy to mess with. He can make all the survivors in the city center fear his power, so they come to trade obediently and do not dare to break out any conflicts and disrupt order.

Song Jinhe secretly smacked his tongue. The survivors around him could be so fearful yet dependent on him. The person behind this force should not be underestimated.

The market is a circle area surrounded by an iron fence. There are two passages, one for entering and one for leaving.

She was somewhat interested, but when she reached the entrance, she was stopped by someone's hand.

“Are you selling or buying?”

The person who asked the question was a man wearing glasses. The boring black-rimmed glasses were perched on the bridge of his nose, and his whole face looked like it had been flattened by someone.

Song Jinhe raised his eyebrows: "Is there any difference?"

The man with glasses answered: "You need to pay a stall fee for selling, and you need to pay a deposit for buying. As long as you don't disturb the order, the materials delivered when you go out will be returned to you."

Song Jinhe nodded, took out four boxes of biscuits from his backpack, took a small wooden sign with numbers engraved on it, and then the four of them walked into the trading area.

The venue is not small, about 500 square meters, and there is a mixture of good and bad people inside, including some people with evil intentions who are eager to try.

But these people would be arrested as soon as they started, and they would be thrown out without even a chance to resist.

Song Jinhe wandered aimlessly in front of the stalls and found that the items on display for exchange were basically ordinary snacks or tattered clothes ripped off from somewhere.

She was not interested in any of these things. Xu Qingkang and Xu Yuesheng who were following behind her wanted to exchange the supplies they brought with them for some things.

Song Jinhe saw what they were thinking: "You guys should go for a walk too. Then we can meet at the exit."

After receiving permission, the father and son left chatting, preparing to find some interesting toys or story books for the little girl Tiantian.