Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 304 Safe City

November 11 at 30pm.

Safe outside the city.

A truck roared, driving towards the gate of Safety City.

There are some guardrails placed at the gate of the security city. These guardrails are all sharpened wood and face outward.

And there is a gate behind these barbed guardrails. There are many of these guardrails, and there are almost three layers from far to near, leaving only a gap in the middle.

Such an arrangement is also to avoid zombie raids, and the personnel on duty at the gate can have enough time to evacuate and return to the back of the gate.

At the gate of Safety City, Mr. Wang stopped the car, and then got out of the car.

The captain on duty at the head looked at Mr. Wang, he was a bit unfamiliar.

"First time?"

"Brother Tao, this is my little thought." Mr. Wang took out two packs of unopened cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the man in front of him.

Brother Tao raised his eyebrows. He can be sure that he has never seen this person before, but now this person can know his last name.

"How do you know about me?"

"Hey, look at what you said. Most people outside know you, Brother Tao. Everyone says that you are a good person here, and you take care of the brothers. Many people rely on you to get in here."

Mr. Wang’s kind words seemed like he didn’t need money, so he poured them out directly. This Mr. Wang is also a master who can bend and stretch. He has been the boss, and now he bows his head and acts like a small man, which is not unnatural at all.

There is a bright smile on the face, which makes it difficult for people to feel good.

Everyone likes to be praised, let alone the little boss who is on duty at the gate.

To put it bluntly, this is the head of the watchdog. Although this position is a very enviable one, and there is enough oil and water, he was able to come here to take up this position because of connections, otherwise it would not be his turn.

But, after all, it was just a gatekeeper.

At this time, hearing Mr. Wang praise him so much made him feel very comfortable.

"What's your name?" Captain Tao asked. Under Mr. Wang's flattery, he couldn't help but stand upright, with a slightly pretentious tone.

"You can just call me Xiao Wang." Mr. Wang replied with his head raised while keeping his body in a slight bow.

"Xiao Wang, right? I think you hit it off, but you know that there are regulations in the Safe City, so you have to follow the regulations for what you have to pay. .”

"I know I know."

Captain Tao saw that Xiao Wang was so upbeat, so he said with satisfaction: "I like obedient people like you, fine."

Turning his head, he said to the two people next to him: "This person, just take half of his supplies."

"Okay, Brother Tao."

"Ok."

The back door of the truck was opened, and the people who collected the supplies opened the door and saw that there were half a truckload of supplies inside, and they were stunned for a while.

These days, this person brought the most things.

Captain Naihe has already spoken, and they only charge half, so they don't dare to be too presumptuous, and they will only charge three-fifths at most, and the current ratio is already extremely high, no more will be enough.

Because too much was extracted from it, which exceeded the tolerance of the survivors, and no survivors would come in later, it was equivalent to killing a chicken to get its eggs.

A few people moved out the contents of the car, one or two boxes of food, especially some precious whole sticks of cigarettes, which are hard currency in the last days.

After a while, he finally sorted out the things, and Mr. Wang went back to the car to check, and it was probably half of the charge.

Then he went forward to thank Brother Tao, got in the car and left the gate.

This safe city is also a strange thing. You will not be checked when you enter the city. No matter if you are a newcomer or someone who has been living in it, as long as you pay for food or supplies, you can enter.

But when you go in, it can only provide you with protection, protecting you from being robbed by people, and from being harmed by people or zombies.

There is nothing else, and no supplies will be distributed to you, and no one will care about you if you starve to death.

This security city is like a team that collects protection fees. If you pay him a certain amount of protection fees, he will protect your safety.It's just that the protection fee is not money, but food!

The apocalypse has erupted for a year, and many of the previous supplies have been exhausted. The survivors are like locusts, looting the pre-apocalyptic buildings round after round.

After experiencing the previous hot and dry weather, a lot of stored food was moldy and smelly before people found it.

The current food problem has become the biggest survival problem for the survivors besides the zombies.

Mr. Wang was driving the car, holding a piece of paper Captain Tao handed him just now, which said Area C, Building 19, 2nd Floor, and a bunch of keys.

Passing through a place with lights, this area looks quite luxurious. Continue to drive, and the lights become less and less as you get to the back. When you reach area C, there are basically no lights around.

Mr. Wang looked at the back, and it seemed that there were still several districts behind.

Park the car on the side of the road and get out of the car.

boom!
Mr. Wang closed the car door and looked around. It's a bit cold here.

Tightening the clothes on his body, he felt a little tired. He hadn't slept well these days, and he was very sleepy at this time.

The flashlight shines on the wall.

Building 19.

Just as he was about to walk upstairs, some lights suddenly flashed on the right, and there were four or five figures.

Mr. Wang's heart tightened. This isn't just asking for trouble. Doesn't it mean that as long as you pay the protection fee at the gate, you can get protection after you come in?
Just as he was guessing, these people came over, and the leader, a middle-aged man, shone a flashlight on Mr. Wang's face, and a magnetic and deep voice came:
"newcomer?"

Mr. Wang was a little dazzled by the light of the flashlight, but seeing the tone of the person on the other side seemed harmless, he replied, "Well, I just came here."

"We are a patrol team to maintain internal security. Well, I will give you a whistle. If there is any trouble, you can call us at any time." The middle-aged man threw a small whistle over.

Mr. Wang quickly took it, a plastic green whistle.This thing is very common.

But they aren't afraid to brag about it, will it attract zombies?
Forget it, never mind, since such a thing is given, at least it can mean that their internal security may be really good.

"OK, thanks."

"Well, let's go."

Mr. Wang watched them leave. In the dark night, these people gave some Mr. Wang a unique feeling.

He suddenly understood why some people always wanted to come in. Although the protection fee charged by Safe City was expensive, it seemed that they were really protecting it with all their heart.

Shaking his head, without thinking too much, Mr. Wang began to carry things upstairs.

(End of this chapter)