Nirvana at the end of the world, hoard hundreds of millions of supplies and win

Hearing this, Hong Xiao hugged the man into his arms and kissed him hard twice on the cheek.

"Ah, my Mei'er is really capable. When the time comes, we will secretly destroy the space superpower at the base of Blue City. When the time comes, you collect all the materials he exploded."

Mei'er's body twisted like a water snake in Hong Xiao's arms: "Okay, I will listen to you."

The two of them acted like no one was around, treating their teammates as nothing.

A man wearing a thick camouflage uniform frowned slightly and asked angrily.

"Captain, I heard that the space superpower in Blue City Base is named Zhou Ling'er, and she is the daughter of the base commander. Will we get into trouble if we do this?"

Mei'er glared at the man fiercely, and twisted in Hong Xiao's arms again, causing the other person to have a physical reaction immediately.

"You little goblin, if I don't give you an injection for a day, I won't be able to survive."

Meier pouted: "Humph! Aren't we afraid that you will forget about me when you see the beauties in the Blue City base?"

He laughed and tapped the tip of the woman's nose: "Is there a more beautiful and alluring little goblin in this world than you?"

The two people were flirting there, and the round-faced man who just spoke couldn't stand it anymore, so he repeated what he just said.

Meier's voice, which had been soft and soft just now, suddenly turned cold.

He gave the man a hard look.

"Mind your own fucking business, Captain Hong Xiao, but we have just been promoted to level four. Do you know what a level four superpower means?"

There were also scoundrels nearby who followed suit and taunted the round-faced man.

"Yes, don't you even listen to the radio? The most powerful mutant creatures and superpowers in the world have just reached level three."

"Our captain has been promoted to level four. He is a superpower standing at the top of the pyramid. Who are we afraid of?"

The round-faced man felt the compliments he received from his teammates around him, so he shut up angrily and stopped trying to persuade him.

He was muttering in his heart. He had the nerve to say that he was a level four superpower. When he was being chased by a group of level two mutated zombies just now, he didn't even dare to fart.

He didn't dare to say that he wanted to go back to his hometown.

The refugees inside Blue City Base are restless these days.

Due to the downfall of the base commander, those with special abilities returned to their original miserable days.

40% of the supplies that were finally recovered must be handed over, and refugees are not allowed to be killed casually, and everyone is equal.

What kind of apocalypse is this?

Why should the supplies they worked so hard to find come cheap to the refugees?

There was a fire in my heart that had nowhere to go, and I was thinking about whether to leave.

And those refugees had no suppression and slowly became rampant.

Rice rises and rice grudges fight rice and hatred.

There have been more than one quarrels in the porridge shed where the porridge is given out.

Among them, a couple who had just arrived at the Blue City base had just received a pack of biscuits and a bowl of porridge, and their eyebrows immediately rose.

Disgusted, he threw the two things to the ground and cursed at the person who was giving the porridge.

"What does this mean? We have come all the way to the Blue City base, and we are tired and hungry. Now we are just given a bowl of gruel? That little rice is not enough for me to stuff my teeth."

The man was also scratching his neck angrily: "Just let us eat this kind of junk food. Do you know who my father is?"

The person sharing the food explained in a low voice, but unexpectedly the couple's voice became louder.

"What are you talking about? We are ordinary people who traveled thousands of miles to defect to the base, and this is what we got?"

"Yes, we are ordinary people. Now that we are suffering, you soldiers must take care of our food and shelter."

That couple took it for granted.

The woman was spitting and pointing at the soldier who was serving porridge in front of her, her fingers almost hitting his forehead.

"Others can eat this junk food, but we can't. Do you know who we are? Where are your leaders? Let your leaders come to see me."

With that arrogant look, he almost thought he was the commander of the base.

Originally, the refugees here did not have enough to eat every day and were lazy and greedy.

There are hundreds of thousands of people in the entire base, but less than 2 are actually willing to go out to look for supplies. The rest are like maggots attached to the bones, sucking the blood of the army.

Anyway, if someone provides you with food, even if you only give him a bowl of porridge a day, it will be fine if he doesn't starve to death.

It's so dangerous out there, so a fool would go out and look for supplies.

Previously, they were restricted by the superpower group under the base commander. In comparison, the refugees felt that the army was very humane and kind, and even gave them free porridge.

Now that there is no comparison, they become dissatisfied with the status quo and their desires begin to overflow.

The military is always accused of being too stingy and not taking people's lives seriously.

Several times I strongly requested to change the porridge from once a day to three times a day.

There have been many riots, and they were all suppressed by the army with absolute force.

The law does not punish the public, and this matter eventually fell into disuse.

Today, this couple took the lead, and all the refugees started to get excited again. It would be better to make things bigger when the time comes.

Ye Qingcheng was wearing a bright red dress and attracted the attention of countless refugees as she passed by.

They recognized her. Three days ago, Commander Li held a special meeting to announce Ye Qingcheng's status as the deputy leader of the base.

And put her face on the only outdoor large TV in the base, so everyone can see it.

Such a beautiful figure attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared.

The first impression everyone has of her is not her strength, but her beauty.

It's so beautiful. In this era when everyone is so miserable and risking their lives for food, she can still be well fed, clothed, clean and tidy by frugal and frugal.

As soon as this figure appeared on the big screen, like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, Lima caused an uproar among the people.

Their feeling towards Yue Qingcheng is that of a charming and charming fairy.

"Tch, a woman can be the deputy leader? I don't believe there's something fishy about it."

A middle-aged woman with triangular eyes took a sip in the crowd.

Speaking of being powerful, isn't it because of the incident with the top leader, Commander Li?

Otherwise, how powerful can she be as a woman?

The man next to him heard this, stretched out his hand, immediately covered the woman's mouth, and stared at her fiercely.

"You don't want your fucking life?"

The middle-aged woman glared at the man fiercely and stamped hard on his feet.

He pulled that smelly hand off hard, sat on the man's face and spat.

"Bah, you men don't have any good things." Then he turned around and left.

Ye Qingcheng seemed oblivious to the mutterings of the refugees in the crowd, and walked toward the couple with ripples of footsteps.

Her ignorance caused the voices below to become louder and louder, and there were more and more doubts about his position as deputy leader.

The soldier who was giving the porridge gave her a military salute, and his face was still red from being scolded.