Global evolution: I will become a god in the last days

Chapter 26 "Going Home"

The Red Camp is the largest survivor exchange market in Mugang. Not only is it rich in daily resources, it also provides the wandering pioneers with some rare strategic materials for trading.

Wang Wu just walked out of an armor shop. At this time, his backpack was filled with a lot of survival supplies, and two bags of sugar were hung on his belt.

Here Wang Wu also learned why in the apocalypse, everyone uses salt bags and sugar bags to trade supplies. Besides ease of storage and portability, there are other reasons.

In addition to the seasoning role of salt in daily cooking ingredients, pioneers' body functions consume more than normal people, and they occasionally need to consume salt.

And if you encounter wild barbarians, spreading these salts can effectively drive them away.

Due to some physical defect, the barbarians seem to be afraid of salt. Salt can cause certain corrosive damage to their skin.

Not to mention sugar bags. The pioneers applied white sugar to the wound, and used the power of Qi and blood to condense the sugar at the wound to melt it, which not only stopped bleeding but also accelerated the healing of the wound.

Although the effect is not as good as the green auxiliary juice invented by Chu Tianhe in the Fluorite Camp, it is still a necessary strategic material in the apocalypse, and sugar is also one of the important strategic materials for making gunpowder.

After the end of the world, due to the gap between technology and civilization. Compared with taking salt mines, white sand refined sugar is obviously more difficult to extract and make.

Therefore, in market transactions, salt bags are more common, while sugar bags are more precious. Five bags of salt can only be exchanged for one bag of sugar!

Wang Wu and Aya continued to wander around the market, trying to find more rare supplies. In a store, Wang Wu saw a large iron box with "Military Compressed Biscuits" written on it.

He walked in and inquired. The shopkeeper offered a price for a bag of salt. The price made Wang Wu hesitate, but he still decided to buy some for reserve.

He knew that these military compressed biscuits were very convenient for him who didn't like to carry too many bags. After all, he spent most of his time walking in the wilderness, searching for clues about his wife and children.

Before leaving the red camp, he went to a special shop that sold specially customized weapons and armor.

At this time, three pioneers came to the door of the store. They were all in a mess and seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries.

They entered the shop with the exotic beast materials they had just hunted, and seemed to be talking about something.

"Damn, the red gold beast is so hard to kill. Lao Li and I almost died there!"

"If Xiao Chen hadn't taken the last step for us, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to kill this beast!"

"Ugh"

"By the way, have you heard about it? People from the Northern Military Region suddenly came to our territory recently, and they are looking for something!"

"What the hell, what these soldiers do has nothing to do with us!"

"Hey, don't say it yet. Now there is no government jurisdiction, and these military regions are doing their own thing. Isn't it very similar to the era of warlord separatism in pre-disaster history!?"

"Okay, okay. Stop it! Let's see if these things can be exchanged for something valuable."

With that said, the three of them had arrived at the front of the store and threw the things in their hands on the table.

When Wang Wu heard their conversation, his heart moved slightly. Why is there another Northern Military Region? The pattern of the end of the world seems to be getting more and more complicated. I wonder how Yin Bella and Luo Peng are doing now?

Sure enough, the shop owner was very interested in the exotic animal materials in the hands of these three people, and his eyes lit up.

He picked up a few pieces of exotic beast materials and looked at them carefully, then looked at the weapons and armor in their hands, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"These goods are quite good, but what are you going to exchange for?" asked the shopkeeper. "We want to exchange for a better knife." said one of the pioneers.

"I don't have a good knife, but I have an iron sword here. Although it's not a good thing, it can still deal with ordinary beasts." The shopkeeper said, taking out a rusty iron sword from the counter.

The pioneers looked at the iron sword and then at the exotic beast materials in their hands, obviously a little disappointed. But they did not give up, but left here and continued to look for other stores to inquire.

Wang Wu watched all this silently, then came to the front desk and said to the shop owner in a familiar manner.

"Boss, do you have the green wood snakeskin armor here? I also need a titanium steel long sword! Also, look at how much my clothes and short sword can cost!"

Hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of this wrinkled old man. He knew that today's big customer was coming! He quickly said, "Yes! Yes! Distinguished guest, please wait a moment!"

Not long after, Wang Wu, wearing a lightweight cyan scale armor and holding a gray-black titanium steel long knife, walked out of the shop with satisfaction. He flicked the knife casually, and then put the one-meter long knife into the scabbard behind his back.

At this time, there were three or two pioneers passing by on the street of the market. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but take a second look.

Wang Wu didn't care at all about these strange looks. He was holding a backpack full of supplies in his left hand and was preparing to leave the red camp with Aya.

However, before leaving, he inadvertently looked at the wooden house in the center of the red camp market, and he always felt like a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark.

The sky was getting dark, and Wang Wu and Aya were walking on the lonely ruins of the old city.

This was the street where Wang Wu's wife and children lived at that time. He walked silently on the ruins, his eyes constantly scanning, trying to find any clues.

About half an hour later, Wang Wu had walked all over the place and finally found the building where his wife and children lived.

Looking silently at the ruins in front of him, he seemed to have lost all his strength and knelt down in front of the ruins.

Along the way, he had always believed that his wife and children must still be alive, but when he came here and saw the scene in front of him, he still didn't want to believe the facts.

At this time, he was unable to express his emotions in words, and there seemed to be a sadness lingering in his heart.

He couldn't imagine his wife and children being buried under the rubble. Maybe he should have spent more time with them at that time, instead of being busy making a living and living in two places.

So much so that he didn't stay with them when the disaster struck.

As if sensing Wang Wu's low mood, Aya walked up to him and patted his back gently, babbling in confusion.

Wang Wuqiang stood up and raised his hand to touch Aya's head.

After a moment of silence, he wiped the tears from his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go home!"

"Fake?" Aya looked at Wang Wu with some confusion.

Listening to Aya's somewhat difficult pronunciation, Wang Wu smiled slightly and said nothing, just silently looking in the direction of the Dong'ao Mountains in the southwest.

Why call home? !
  Thinking of his old safe house, he already had plans to return there and spend the rest of his life!
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