The world starts with Hunter x Hunter

"I will be back at 12 noon tomorrow!" Cree Yi suddenly stretched out his arm, shook his wrist at Glenn, stepped on the accelerator and left.

Daryl and Glenn looked at Creyi walking away and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"What did he say!" Daryl walked over and picked up a dozen beers that Cree Yi had just thrown, but when he saw a note on it, he opened it and looked at it, then picked up a small cloth bag on the ground again.

"...He said he wanted to trade with us..." Glenn frowned and shook his head.

Daryl walked behind a stone in the distance again and saw a pack of crossbow arrows on the ground, as well as a brand new bottle of whiskey and a carton of cigarettes.

The two men took these supplies, picked up their previous equipment, and began to return to the prison.

After Creyi drove away, he paid attention to whether there was a tail behind him, and drove back to Rick's small town, planning to spend the night here. At least it was safe here now.

‘What would these people guess? The information should be enough. ’

Daryl and Glenn return to prison, and the two of them going out naturally attract the attention of other committee members.

As Glenn repeated what Cree Yi had said, and also described the circumstances of Cree Yi's disappearance, a group of people began to discuss it.

"When four people went out, three died and one disappeared! Can I make a hypothesis..." Before Moore could finish his words, Daryl slammed the table.

"I don't need your assumptions, that's a thing of the past, I believe in my companions!" Daryl yelled.

"OK!" Moore shrugged his shoulders and smiled. He had seen this joye before, but the two of them had no communication at all.

Moore also knew that this Joye came out of Atlanta together, and that it was these people who came all the way when they went to look for him.

"Indeed, we will discuss Joye's matter later, but Joye wants to trade with us. What do you think?" Hao Xier knocked on the table and handed a piece of paper to the others.

The things written on it were in Chinese and English, which he could understand, and what the other party requested was a bit strange.

"We haven't seen him for four months. What has he been through? How many supplies does he have?" Andrea still complained a little about Creyi. After all, it was confirmed that he killed the governor.

A bullet passed through the seat and penetrated the Governor's heart, killing him on the way.

According to what was said at the time, not long after they left, the Governor's car began to lose control. By the time others rushed over, Martin had been bitten. Without their help, Martin would have been bitten to death on the spot.

"I think he doesn't have much supplies!" Hao Xier thought for a moment, "Because in Joye's impression, we don't have many people. Of course, this is just a hypothesis, but if he wants to exchange gold, why don't we accept it?" ?”

"Can gold cure zombies?" a black man asked curiously.

"He is from China. There is an old saying in China, gold in troubled times is worth antiques in prosperous times, but there must be something wrong with his brain. How can anyone in this world exchange materials for gold!" After Glenn explained, he felt a little embarrassed.

"I agree, but the price is a bit expensive!" Moore looked at the piece of paper in his hand and smiled.

"Twice the weight of grain (rice, flour) in gold."

"5 times canned meat, 3 times expired meat"

"Cigarettes/beer 500g pack"

"800g bottle of red wine/whiskey"

"A box of expired potato chips snacks of 500 grams"

"Mineral water 500ml 500g"

"Ha, did this guy rob the supermarket?" Moore became happy when he read this.

"Looking at the supplies above, they should be about the same, but we didn't lose anything, right?" Carroll was just a little disappointed that Cree Yi didn't come back and instead traded with them. After all, they came here together from the quarry in Atlanta. .

When the governor attacked, if it weren't for Cree Yi's cover, she would have been beaten to death in the square by the governor and the others.

"Then the problem is, we don't have gold here!" Another white man said with a frown.

"Hey, this guy doesn't want gold jewelry, but he only accepts gold nuggets under 3cm. Are we going to help him melt it?" Moore studied the supplies above carefully.

"This is not difficult, isn't it?" Andrea said.

"I guess I don't want to cause trouble. If the gold is melted, the original shape will no longer be visible." Hao Xier thought for a while and said.

"There are no weapons and ammunition here. Ask him tomorrow. If there are weapons, we still need them!" Moore said cheerfully.

"Then let's vote now. Raise your hands if you and Joye agree to use gold trading!" Hao Xier looked at Daryl and gestured, and Brother Nu directly started to let everyone start voting.

Naturally, this matter was unanimously approved without any surprise, because the items being traded did not cause any losses to them.

"Then the question now is where are we going to collect the gold! Even if everyone takes out their wedding rings, it won't be enough to exchange for a bag of flour!" Andrea said.

"You can definitely find this kind of thing in jewelry shops, banks, gold shops in the town..."

After he got up from a good sleep, he drove off again. Counting the time, he came to the open area where the previous transaction was done. From a distance, he saw Glenn, Daryl, Hao Shel and a strange black man. .

Queyi stopped the car not far away, picked up the binoculars and looked at the other person, then slowly got out of the car, and stopped the car 10 meters away, but did not turn off the engine.

Hao Xier looked at Cree Yi, but took the lead to walk over with a cane. When he came closer, he lifted up his clothes and showed it to Cree Yi.

‘It’s dangerous to live alone, come back! ’

Creyi took the note handed over by Hao Xieer and subconsciously prepared to leave. When she looked up again, she saw Hao Xieer's kind look and endured it.

‘What’s wrong there? ’ Cree Yi felt that he had pulled off enough tiger skin, but...

"Sorry! I`m, not back!" Cree Yi whispered.

"Business! What do you want?" Then he said directly to Hao Xier.

Hao Xier sighed. He no longer wanted to investigate the authenticity of what Chu Yi said. In fact, after their meeting last night, several of them were 'acquaintances'.

We got together and talked about the death of Rick and the others. Although there were many loopholes, everyone was in a tacit understanding and didn't say anything.

Because the child did not survive the winter and died two months ago.

Hao Xier waved to Glenn. When Glenn walked closer, he frowned and looked at Cree Yi. He still couldn't understand Cree Yi. Why didn't he come back?

"We don't have that much gold for the time being, how much supplies do you have?" Glenn asked.

"Of course I know you don't have any more. A bag of rice costs 50 kilograms, so I give you one week to collect it. With so many of you, we can turn the nearby town upside down."

"We will still be here a week later, but I hope it will still be a few of you. By the way, if you die, I will only accept people I know to continue trading. You know who I am talking about." Cree Yi smiled at him Glenn said.

"I understand, by the way, do you have any weapons and ammunition?" Glenn said with a frown.

"Ha, how can I have extra? You should collect gold first. Don't forget, I need smelted gold, gold nuggets under 3cm." After speaking, Creyi held a gun and signaled them to step back. He wanted to Gone.

After several people watched Cree Yi leave, they also walked back again.

This time, Cree Yi drove directly back to Hao Xier's farm and hid in the barn. He needed to stay here for a week.

‘MD, this is really troublesome! ’ Queyi looked at a few scattered zombies and was completely afraid to kill them. He could only use the movement of the car to lure these zombies away and return to the barn again.

On the other side, the prison had already announced a new mission when they went out today, to search for gold. There was no need to hide this secret.

Some people want gold in exchange for supplies, which does no harm to everyone. Anyway, there are so many of them, and they have to go out every day to look for supplies and clean up zombies.

And when spring comes, they still need to plant the land outside the prison. After all, they know that food will expire, and they need to be self-sufficient.

Gold still has a certain value in the end of the world, but compared to food, weapons, and ammunition, it is insignificant.

Instead, Chuyi once again became an abandoned house in the barn with no door or two doors. He worked out every day, and then began to polish gold.

Yes, it is idle anyway, and there are still more than 200 kilograms of gold that have not been cut.

It can't be cut, but it can be polished into gold powder. Take a file and rub it against Snoopy, and you can get a little bit.

It is snowing again in the sky. After all, it is still around January and winter is not over yet.

After five consecutive days of exercise, Cree Yi climbed to the second floor of the barn, squatted here and observed the situation outside from time to time, and then started polishing gold.

Suddenly, the cans outside the barn rang. In an instant, Cree Yi dropped what he was holding, grabbed his gun and ran to the hole to observe, but he couldn't see anyone at this angle.

The next moment, the entire barn became quiet inside and outside. Slowly, Cree Yi heard the movement outside, ran again, and began to quickly observe several holes.

But still no one was in sight.

After searching for half a circle again, no strange vehicles were found, but after thinking about it, he took the risk and climbed to the roof. His barn still had blind spots.

At least you can't see the main house that was burned to rubble.

‘A car? ’ I picked up the telescope and observed it again, and now I am sure.

"Joye, joye, i`m, Darryl" suddenly heard a voice from outside the barn, which stunned Cree Yi.

Soon there was a knock at the barn door.

‘Damn, what’s going on? ’ Cree Yi is simply crazy. How did Daryl find him? ‘Should we kill him? ’