I sell Coke in the doomsday

Liu Yong smiled when he heard this, and then said in a deep voice.

"I want people, lots and lots of people."

Chapter 28: Dead Pervert (Part 3)

"I want people, lots and lots of people."

Liu Yong’s answer surprised me a little, and made me dislike him even more.

"Such a perfect stronghold, such an open land, but there are not enough people. Isn't it a bit of a pity?"

I have sold Coke many times, but this is the first time someone asked me to do human trafficking business. I thought about it again and again, and in the end I could only sigh.

Liu Yong, you are really a bastard.

Although it was just a short conversation, I could already sense Liu Yong's suspicion and his inferior and cheap values.

"What do you need so many people for?"

I probably knew the answer, but I still asked, out of an extremely strange mentality, which was that I wanted to see Liu Yong say those disgusting words in person.

Liu Yong glanced at me, grinned, and said lightly.

"Don't you think that human beings are one of the most important resources in this apocalypse?"

"I don't remember how many years of the apocalypse this is, but I think no matter which stronghold it is, there will be a time when they run out of bullets."

When he said this, Liu Yong leaned his hands on the window, squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the distant horizon, and said in a deep voice.

"This time won't last long."

"When that time comes, we will be back to the era of cold weapons. What will we need? Iron weapons."

Liu Yong raised his hand, pointed to a place in the city, and said lightly.

"I have an old-fashioned blacksmith shop here, with a heated stove. It's old, but not fancy, so I need some people who know something about casting."

I looked in the direction Liu Yong pointed and saw a very classic blacksmith shop.

“I will arrange for those people to forge iron tools in the city and then teach them to their apprentices.”

"I will wait patiently until the remnants of modern civilization completely disappear."

"When the last bullet is fired on this land, the next era will belong to me."

Liu Yong was beaming with excitement, just like the pyramid scheme organization I encountered back then, and he began to tell me his plan in a fluent manner.

"While waiting for the firepower and weapons to run out, I will let the women in the city give birth to offspring as quickly as possible. The strong men will be the first choice for reproduction."

"When girls are born, they are gathered together and managed in a unified way, so that they will remember their mission from an early age."

"If a boy is born and he is strong, he will become my soldier and receive cold weapon training from a young age."

I secretly clenched my fists, suppressed my anger, lowered my voice, and asked Liu Yong.

"What if the baby is born weak?"

Liu Yong shrugged casually, spread out his palms nonchalantly, and answered softly.

"Then we can only blame them for their bad luck, not me."

“They are not worth raising.”

I laughed, and I knew that my laugh must have looked ugly at the moment, but other than that, I didn't know what expression to use to hide my anger.

But now, I can only give a perfunctory answer.

"I've made a note of it. If there is such business, I will definitely come to you."

Liu Yong looked gentle, stretched out his hand to me and said with a smile.

"Then I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

I held Liu Yong's hand, nodded gently, and responded in a low voice.

"Wish we can co-operate well."

Snap, snap, snap

Liu Yong seemed very satisfied with the conversation. He clapped three times with a smile on his face. Immediately, three people pushed the door open and walked in. It turned out that this suspicious guy would never be alone with an outsider like me. The man who led the way for me at the beginning walked slowly to Liu Yong's side with his head down and called out to him very respectfully.

"Boss."

Liu Yong patted the man's shoulder gently, raised his chin slightly, and smiled gently.

"Mr. Su is a distinguished guest. You must try your best to meet his requirements."

"Understand?"

It was just a simple order, but the man's body trembled slightly when Liu Yong's palm fell. The fear that was engraved in his bones was clearly revealed at this moment.

"Yes, I understand."

After the man responded, he turned towards me, slowly straightened his back, and said lightly with a cold face.

"Mr. Su, I will take over today's transaction with you."

"plz follow me."

After saying that, the man turned around and walked downstairs. I took a last look at Liu Yong and saw that he had sat back at the dining table, eating the thin slices of meat slowly. I wondered if the human flesh was to his taste.

I followed the little brother and walked down the stairs. When I passed the first floor, I saw a woman sitting on the sofa in the lobby.

The woman was wearing a white long dress. Her skin was not rough, which was rare. She was well-maintained and very charming. In her arms, she was holding a white kitten. The kitten was stretching its waist lazily, looking very comfortable. But its owner, the woman, had a wooden expression. She stared blankly ahead with empty eyes, as if she were a corpse.

I thought, she must be the woman that Liu Yong had forcibly possessed. I took a quick glance at her and didn't want to look at her again. The woman looked lifeless, but her belly was slightly bulging, probably she was pregnant with Liu Yong's child.

Perhaps, she was destined to live here, pampered and yet miserable as a caged bird.

After a while, the young man took me and stopped in front of a warehouse. The warehouse was large and imposing, but the young man had no intention of opening the door of the warehouse. Instead, he just stood in front of the warehouse and asked me coldly.

"Mr. Su, you brought 240 bottles of Coke, which is not a small number. What would you like to exchange for?"

It seems that this little brother has inherited his boss's suspicion and does not intend to let me go into the warehouse to take a look, and just trades outside.

I thought about it, counted on my fingers, and said one by one.

"Three guns, twenty bullets for each gun, a hundred arrows, and vegetable seeds."

"Oh yeah. I want a new dress."

"..."

The little brother's eyes suddenly became strange. He looked me up and down and couldn't help asking.

"What do you, a man, need a skirt for?"

I was a little impatient. I thought it would be a quick transaction, but it would take so long. So I replied unhappily.

"Can't I wear it myself?"

"……Row."

The younger brother's face looked more and more strange, but he was choked and speechless. He could only open the warehouse, go in alone, and leave me alone outside.

I looked around bored, but I saw that there were many buildings exactly like this warehouse not far away, and there were several people guarding them.

This discovery surprised me a little. Could it be that, as Liu Yong said, he was really preparing for future wars?

Chapter 29 Relief

War...war between humans.

Honestly, this seems a bit ridiculous to me. During the zombie crisis, the remaining humans don't think about overcoming the difficulties together, but instead think about fighting with other humans of the same kind.

The smoke from afar slowly drifted to my nose, and I looked in the direction where the smoke came from, but I only saw the burnt ruins in the distance.

For no reason, I thought of Wang Quan. He once told me that they had tried hard to ensure that the people in this stronghold could live a stable life.

Reclaiming the land and taking in those poor people.

This peaceful rule lasted for many years until Liu Yong, a friend of Wang Quan, betrayed him and occupied this stronghold.

I don’t know how long they had been wandering when I met Wang Quan, but it must have been no more than a year.

But now, there is no trace of Wang Quan and his men left in this stronghold. The peace that once existed may only remain in the ruins burned by the fire and the corpses hanging on the wooden stakes.

Just as my thoughts were drifting further and further away, the little brother finally walked out of the warehouse with difficulty, pushing a small cart.

The younger brother pushed the cart in front of me, panting and sweating profusely. He wiped the sweat from his face and spoke breathlessly.

"The things you want..."

I looked down and saw that there were three pistols in the cart, all of the same specifications, and a total of sixty rounds of bullets. The rest was a pile of arrows that filled the entire cart.

The young man caught his breath, pointed at the things in the cart and explained to me.

"The skirt was pressed underneath, and the vegetable seeds...we don't have any."

"So I gave you fifty more arrows."

"And this."

As he spoke, the little brother reached into his pocket, fumbled for a while, took out a piece of fruit candy with its wrapper intact, and stuffed it into my hand.

I was a little surprised. Human beings' craving for sugar is ingrained in their bones. In this age when sugar can no longer be artificially produced, even a piece of candy that has been stored for who knows how long is a very precious thing.

"Sugar? Isn't this a bit expensive?"

For some reason, the younger brother suddenly became a little nervous. He swallowed, looked around, and said stealthily.

"I have kept this candy for three years and never had the heart to eat it."

"I want to...I want to use this candy to ask you to do me a favor."

The look of this little brother made me a little confused. Could it be that he wanted me to help him kill Liu Yong, and then he would be the boss?

Just when my thoughts were beginning to move towards "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers born with different species?", the younger brother lowered his voice and spoke nervously.

"Um...Mr. Su, you are a doomsday businessman."

"If you... meet a man named Wang Quan outside."

"Please help him for me."

His voice was very low, but when it fell into my ears, it sounded like thunder.

My breath was held in my throat, and I stared blankly at the little brother whose name I didn't know. I had never expected to hear such a commission.

The young man took out a can of food from his pocket in a hurry and stuffed it into my hand with a panicked look. He was so nervous that his words became a little stuttering.

"Um...Um, if possible, please give him this can."

Seeing my little brother's panic, I looked at his face carefully for the first time. His face was covered with stains and was dirty, but he didn't look very old. He was still a teenager.

I did not tell the boy that Wang Quan was dead. Instead, I reached out and took the can and put it in my pocket.

"Who is that Wang Quan to you?"

Hearing this, the young man's eyes narrowed and he replied in a low voice with some gratitude.

“He is our family’s savior.”

Looking at the boy's serious expression, I suddenly felt relieved, and the anger in my chest slowly dissipated at this moment.

Kindness is not always betrayed. Even though this city has changed its appearance and has been cleansed several times, there are still people who remember Wang Quan and his friends and care about them.

I curled my lips, revealing the most natural smile of the day, and put my hand on the boy's head in a very familiar manner, ruffled his hair, and whispered.

"You are such a good boy."

The boy was a little uncomfortable and kept backing away, but I didn't feel embarrassed. I chuckled, waved at the boy, pushed the cart, and turned away.

After saying goodbye to the boy, I unloaded the things on the cart into my pickup truck. In the pickup truck, my hunting rifle was still well placed, with no signs of having been touched.

The pickup truck was driving slowly, and after it completely drove out of the city gate, I gave a middle finger to the guards on the earthen city wall.

I will definitely come to this city again, and I will drive a big truck with enough food.

For Wang Quan, for the bodies hanging on the stakes, and for those who still remember Wang Quan.

This may be a stupid idea, but I really want to see what it would look like to chop Liu Yong into pieces of meat.

For those who have died, and for those who are still alive.