Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1958 Swallow, how can I live without you!

"Every time I move, I'll fight again, every time I move, I'll fight again!"

On the main street of the trading market commercial district, dynamic music is playing at Shop No. 26, the [Wonderful Life] clothing store.

Two twins stood in the doorway, wearing identical outfits.

They all have good figures and looks, standing at the door like movable signs, and the dynamic music attracted the attention of many people on the street.

One of the girls was holding a loudspeaker and playing a looped recording.

"Life is wonderful, life is wonderful. Big discount in May, from May 5th to the end of May, all clothing in the store is 5% off. You heard it right, 25% off!"

"The promotion time is limited, come and grab it!"

Recording over and over again, coupled with dynamic music, created a strong atmosphere for the event.

The store was crowded with customers, all choosing clothes.

The boss couldn't stop smiling as he saw that the business was booming again today.

Ever since the blizzard and flood disasters, the business of this store has been getting better day by day. Watching the points increase every day, he sleeps much better at night.

Suddenly, he noticed several pedestrians outside the store. These people were wearing dirty clothes with many holes in them, and the way they were looking around, it was obvious at a glance that these people were newcomers who had just arrived in the oil city.

The boss is very welcoming to these newcomers.

The more new people join, the better the business in his store will be.

The Oil City is recruiting people everywhere now, and newcomers can basically find a job as long as they are not lazy and indolent.

Everything appears to be thriving.

While Mr. Dong was looking at the three men and two women outside the door, those people were also looking at this clothing store.

One of the girls, who was about twenty years old, stared at the beautiful clothes worn by the twins at the door.

The clothes are quite tight and have protective shells at key locations, which can effectively prevent zombies from biting them.

One set is blue and the other is pink.

Standing next to her was a young man who was a few years older than her, with a wary look in his eyes.

His right hand habitually touched his thigh, but the straps on his thigh were empty.

The dagger above was handed in when he entered the trading market.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed my sister wasn't following me, and when I turned my head I realized she was staring at the model in the pink combat suit.

The young man felt a little guilty, but he knew very well that they couldn't afford it now since they had just arrived.

"Let's go, An An."

The girl withdrew her reluctant gaze. Although she had long been accustomed to the end of the world, she had never seen such beautiful clothes during the best years of her life from 10 to 18 years old.

Never had one either.

No matter how cruel she is when facing zombies and humans outside, she is still a girl after all, and it is her nature to love beauty.

"Oh."

The young man rubbed her head and said with a smile:

"When we earn points in the future, I'll buy you a set, too."

An An said coyly, "I don't like it, and it's very expensive."

She looked down at her sneakers, the surface of which was worn and dirty.

There was also a hole in it, and the big toe was sticking out.

She retracted her big toe with a sense of inferiority. She saw many people wearing beautiful shoes on the road.

I didn’t have this feeling before because there was no comparison. After all, the survivors I met outside were basically the same, very dirty.

But in this commercial district, many people wear nice clothes.

Most of these clothes are made of chemical fiber materials, such as polyester.

The clothing fabrics for Oil City are basically transported from the headquarters base in Dazhangshu.

Then they are processed in the garment factory in Oil City and sold in batches.

The chemical industry in the Dazhangshu Headquarters Base has developed very well and has a profound foundation.

They process the oil transported from the Oil City into fabrics, which are then transported back to the Oil City.

Almost all chemical fiber products are closely related to petroleum.

The petroleum industry not only provides energy materials, but also provides a large amount of chemical raw materials.

Among them, ethylene, propylene, benzene, etc. can be directly separated from petroleum and are important raw materials for the synthesis of various chemical fibers; and other raw materials required for chemical fiber synthesis can also be indirectly produced from petroleum products.

The group walked past the entrance of the "Wonderful Life" clothing store and not far away they saw a tattoo shop.

There were still quite a few people queuing in front of the store. These people were dressed strangely, and both men and women wore lip studs and ear studs.

There was even a man wearing tight leather shorts, pierced nipples, permed and dyed hair, and smoked eye makeup.

In the end times, most people will show their true nature and not care about other people's opinions.

Sexual orientation issues are even more unconcerned.

An An had never seen anything like this before and pulled on her brother's arm.

"Brother, is that person a man or a woman?"

The young man coughed. He did understand a little, but not much.

He looked at the man in leather pants and nipple piercings and whispered:

"Male, but you could also say female."

"Ah?" An An became even more confused when she heard him say that.

A man in his forties walking by laughed and said:

"An An, physiologically speaking he is a man, but in his heart he wants to be a woman. Do you understand what I mean?"

An An nodded as if she understood, but her eyes were still full of confusion.

The people here are so weird.

Suddenly, they smelled a strong aroma of meat.

That was blown out from the blower at Xie Dongming's barbecue restaurant.

The group of people walked to the outside of Xie Dongming's barbecue restaurant and stopped. It was packed with people, and on the tables were barbecued meats that gave off a rich meaty aroma.

The barbecue was sizzling with oil, and the customers inside wrapped the barbecue with lettuce and took a bite, chewing, with satisfaction in their eyes.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

They couldn't help swallowing their saliva, it smelled so good.

The young man almost couldn't help but want to rush in to grab it, but when he thought of the propaganda slogans on the wall when he came in, he forcibly restrained his impulse.

"Let's go." The man in his forties withdrew his gaze and said to the people behind him.

I can’t afford to eat anyway, and it’s really embarrassing to stand at the door and watch people eat.

The five people continued forward and saw various shops on the main street.

Cold weapon shop, gun shop, barber shop, massage shop, 0.5 points small commodity shop, pawn shop, bar, clinic, small supermarket, billiard room, chess and card room
These stores are doing very well. Residents in the trading market have more points in their hands, so they dare to shop.

Consumer demand will promote the recruitment of workers on the production side.

A lot of factories have been built in the buffer city in the past two months, and the employees were all recruited from the trading market.

Ten minutes later, the group arrived at their destination.

This store was packed with people, with a long queue outside.

"Uncle Zheng, is this the place?" the young man asked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at the tortillas in the store, then walked to the front, took a look at the prices, and nodded:

"Yes, this should be the place that the person who brought us in mentioned. It sells tortillas. A tortilla is 0.25 points. We can buy five."

"Okay, let's get in line then."

The group walked to the end of the long queue.

Many things in the commercial district have gone up in price, but this official tortilla shop in Oil City has always kept the same price since its inception.

This price is affordable for almost all residents in the trading market.

Even if it's just one tortilla a day, it can be achieved.

If you live in the lowest grade third-level housing, including water and electricity bills, your daily expenditure will only be 0.27 points.

The factories in Buffer City are now hiring aggressively, and you can earn 0.7 points a day, with food provided.

They waited in line for a full hour before it was their turn.

Holding the hot tortilla just out of the oven, An An couldn't help but take a bite.

This freshly-made tortilla is different from the tortillas that have been stored for a long time. It is soft, sweet and sticky.

"Delicious." She squinted her eyes happily, like a kitten.

Dirty hair, with some hair sticking up. Late at night.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Most of the stores were closed, only bars, chess and card rooms, billiard rooms, barbecue restaurants and the like were still open, with many people sitting inside.

There were only a few pedestrians on the street.

From time to time, patrol members pass by on patrol on the streets.

Suddenly, a man ran out of the Water Dragon Bar, ran to the side of the street, and vomited while holding onto a street lamp.

vomit~
He vomited several times until all the bile came out, then he held onto the street lamp and cried bitterly.

"She doesn't love me. She never loved me. 55555"

The patrol team not far away heard the crying and came over.

"Brother Shen, this man seems drunk. Should we take care of him?" asked a patrol member.

Shen Yifan looked at the person sitting next to the street lamp. This person should be young, only in his early twenties.

He frowned and walked forward and said:

"Hey!"

"Wake up! You are drunk, go back to your residence and stop hanging around outside."

The reason he gave this reminder is that there are often people who go to bars to drink and then act crazy on the streets after getting drunk.

Some drunkards even smashed other people's shops after drinking too much.

There were also some cases of beating people on the streets, which seriously affected the public security in the commercial district.

Of course, these people will be given different levels of punishment depending on the degree of the mistakes they have made.

However, once it involves physical assault, there is no doubt about it, just kill them directly.

This has not changed since the establishment of the trading market.

This is an iron rule.

If you take action, you will die.

The reason why this iron rule has not been changed until now is to warn all the residents here that using violence in the trading market will only lead to death.

This will help suppress the residents from committing violent acts.

After all, the trading market now has a population of more than 300,000. If someone inside stirs up trouble and stirs up public opinion and resistance, it will greatly affect the stability of the trading market.

"Wake up, our captain is asking you a question!" A team member next to him saw that the young man had not moved and shouted in a bad tone.

"Hold him up." Shen Yifan said with an unhappy look.

The two team members nearby immediately stepped forward and helped the young man up, one on each side.

A red, drunk face was revealed.

At this time, yellow-green bile was still flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

His mouth was filled with alcohol. "Who are you? Let me go. Let me go now."

He tried hard to break free from the patrolmen, but those who could be on patrol were all strong and healthy, and he was drunk.

He struggled hard but couldn't free himself from the restraints.

Shen Yifan really had lost his patience, so he stepped forward and slapped him in the face.

Snapped!
The drunkard was stunned at once.

With red eyes, he glared at Shen Yifan, "Why did you hit me? I'm going to ring the alarm and ask the patrol team to catch you!"

Yo ho!

It seems that the idea that violence is not allowed in trading markets is well promoted.

This drunkard was so drunk that he could still say such words subconsciously.

Snapped!
Another slap in the face.

The drunk glared at him, "Fuck you!"

Snapped!
"You ride on the horse!"

Snapped!
"you!"

Clap clap clap!

Shen Yifan swung his arms left and right, slapping the drunkard more than a dozen times until his face was swollen, and then he stopped.

Shen Yifan waved his hands, and his palms became numb from the beating.

The drunkard's eyes became much clearer at this time.

When he saw the clothes on the patrol members around him, he was shocked. How did he get into trouble with the patrol team?

His brain hurt a little, and he felt a little embarrassed when he thought about what he had just said.

Just when he didn't know how to explain, Shen Yifan on the opposite side rubbed his wrist.

Looking down at him, "Are you awake?"

"Wake up, wake up."

"What's your name? Tell me your ID number. And show me your number plate!"

"My name is Ma Xiaotiao."

The patrolmen on both sides let go of him and asked him to take the number tag.

Ma Xiaotiao fumbled around his body for a while, took out his level 4 blue number plate and handed it to Shen Yifan.

Shen Yifan looked at it under the street light and saw the number: 98682
He raised his head and looked at Ma Xiaotiao and asked:

"You are at least a Level 4 personnel, how come you are so drunk? Where do you live? What is your ID number?"

The reason for asking about the number and place of residence was to confirm whether he had stolen the number plate.

It's not like they haven't encountered this kind of thing before.

Upon hearing this, Ma Xiaotiao quickly replied:
"My ID number is 98682, and I live in East District B-level building, Building 15, 2nd floor, Room 2019."

Shen Yifan compared the numbers on the number plate and found that it was exactly the same as what he said.

So he said:

"I won't punish you this time, but next time you better be careful. If you drink like this again and dare to resist, I'll arrest you!"

He waved his hand and said, "Go back to your residence."

After saying that, he threw the number plate to Ma Xiaotiao.

Ma Xiaotiao quickly took it, said thank you, and said aggrievedly:
"I'm sorry, I just had a breakup today, otherwise I wouldn't be drinking like this."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yifan's mouth twitched and he pointed at Tingfeng Tower opposite the Shuilonghui Bar.

"What era is this now? Instead of drinking to drown your sorrows, why not go to the Tingfeng Tower across the street?"

Ma Xiaotiao said shyly:

"I'm still a virgin."

Having said this, he immediately expressed all the distress in his heart.

"I did so much for her and gave her points. Most of the points I worked so hard to earn were given to her. I gave her everything."

"But one day when I came back from the construction site, I saw her getting on a three-wheeled electric vehicle driven by an old man and leaving."

"That's why she would rather ride on a tricycle than walk with me. I'm still too poor. If I had so many points, I could buy it for her."

Shen Yifan's mouth twitched. What the hell is this tricycle?

This is clearly a lazy guy and a doomsday gold digger.

I didn't expect that even in the end of the world, there would still be such a combination.

Strange? !
After thinking for a moment, he asked, "How many points do you have on your number plate?"

Ma Xiaotiao recalled, "There should be about 10 more."

Shen Yifan directly pulled Ma Xiaotiao, pushed him and threw him into Tingfeng Tower.

Shouted to Huizi inside,
"Give him two chicks."

After saying that, he left.

It's the end of the world, and you're still suffering the pain of love.

Turn right when you go out, you will find Tingfeng Tower, which has a lot of good quality tea. You can drink it for a whole night with only 3 points.

Moreover, it is legal and compliant on the trading market side, and no one will come to arrest you.

Young people are just too immature.

After tonight, this guy shouldn't be sad anymore.

Shen Yifan felt a little proud of himself for saving another young man.