Being obsessed with killing, I became a knife crusher

No. 78 smiled and waved his hands, but Ran Xinyue felt that the credibility of No. 78, who had just killed a car of people, was not very credible.

"How much power did the attack just consume in your body?"

Mo Yin asked.

"Well, 20.00%. Unfortunately, there is no power in this area. It will take about a day to recover by myself."

No. 78 tilted his head and thought for a moment before giving an answer.

"It seems that the power needs to be controlled to prevent it from being too wasteful."

"Hey, hey, it's mainly because it's my first time to use this attack method, and I can't control the strength. I'll debug it slowly in the future."

No. 78 showed a mischievous smile, and the group walked towards Black Hawk City again under the leadership of Ran Xinyue.

............

Longyu Civilian Security Company.

"Anjie, today another ten tons of supplies have arrived to be transported to the Cursed City. Have you adjusted the team responsible for escorting them?"

The big orange cat asked Anjie through the tactical headset while looking at the list information on the computer screen.

"All our manpower has been dispatched. Now the only ones left are the RFB beside you and the G11 here."

"RFB will be lazy and play games if no one is supervising her. G11 will fall asleep if no one is supervising her. There is really no manpower available to protect her."

Anjie said with a headache.

Since Mo Yin left, she had several meetings with the Holy Emperor, who also fulfilled his agreement with Mo Yin and provided a large amount of various material support to the Cursed City.

However, considering the tasks assigned to her by Moyin, she also had to go to other living areas to improve the living standards of the Cursed Children. This resulted in that even though Moyin left her with most of the Tactical Dolls, she was still short of manpower at all times. dilemma.

"What should we do then? The warehouse we rent can't hold so much supplies. How about we ask Sheng Tianzi or Wei Zhi to borrow some manpower?"

The big orange cat also said with some embarrassment.

"Forget it, let me see which team nearby can come back as soon as possible. This city is still in the early stages of construction. If you rely too much on other forces, the foundation will be unstable, and there will be some scumbags with bad intentions who want to get in. When it comes to sabotage, it’s better to be on the safe side.”

"The batch of lolita that Tendo Kisara is responsible for teaching are almost ready to be put into use. If you work a little hard during this period, it will be easier later."

Anjie thought about it and rejected the big orange cat's proposal.

Under the seemingly hurried but steady pace of the two, a cursed city composed only of cursed children slowly appeared in the deserted city.

"Ah, sir, he is really a mean-spirited man. He actually played tricks with us."

In a motorcade, Jiuqishi was playing the game console in his hand unhappily.

"97, I think the commander trusts us and gives us these tasks. We can bring laughter to those children. Don't you think this is quite happy?"

95-style gentle advice.

"Of course, I'm very happy to be able to help her, but sir, he is our life partner after all! Next time he comes to protect me, I must add some mustard to his coffee!"

Jiuqi Shi showed a mischievous smile.

"Isn't adding mustard a bit too harsh? You're really angry but add some salt."

"Well, then I'm going to put a big spoonful of salt!"

"You kid..."

Shift [-] and Shift [-] talked about Mo Yin's punishment after returning.

............

Blackhawk City.

The first winter solstice of the apocalypse came with the biting cold wind.

The sun overhead was blocked by dark clouds, and the sunlight that penetrated the clouds and shone on the ragged survivors did not bring much warmth.

In today's world, not many people can afford down jackets, cotton coats and other clothing. After all, you can't buy clothes with money now, but you have to go out and risk your life to find a winter coat.

And in such cold weather, a group of attractive women are still wearing revealing clothes all over the streets, alleys, city gates and other places to attract customers.

It's not that they are not afraid of the cold, but they have to endure the cold in order to get a bite of food to survive.

2 Black Hawk City

An 11-year-old girl was wearing a vest and miniskirt, clutching five kilograms of food stamps in her hand, and walked towards the slum area with another girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Ran Fen, you've been picking up customers like crazy in the past few days, and you don't pay attention to whether your body can withstand it. It's not good if you collapse from exhaustion. There is still food at home, what are you trying to do?"

"Isn't it almost the Chinese New Year? I want to save up more food stamps to buy a gun for my mother as a New Year gift. Every time she goes out, she only has a steel drill. I don't worry about it. It would be safer to have a gun."

"Hey... Auntie, she just doesn't want to come out and sell herself. She wants to save face and suffer. It's so dangerous outside."

The girl said sadly.

"Lingling, don't talk about my mother. She just feels that the food stamps earned by selling her body are too few. She wants to go out and try her luck to see if she can make a lot of money. Then she will open a small clinic to treat gynecological diseases for sisters."

"You see, we can't save too many food stamps even if we sell them outside every day, so she has no choice but to go out and try her luck."

"Then it's so dangerous outside. There are zombies everywhere, and there are also those weird alienated zombies."

The girl named Lingling said with some fear.

She used to be a little girl who was fearless, but the apocalyptic experience in the past year had scared her so much that she obediently spread her legs and relied on men to survive.

"Then can our life be considered happy now? The customer beat me last time. I had to look comfortable for a few kilograms of rice. The customers were very rude... I was scared all day long. of."

"If I weren't too young and didn't have the strength to kill zombies... I would also like to go out with my mother to search for supplies."

Ran Fen tightened her grip on the food stamps in her hand. If her height of less than 1.4 meters had not been able to reach the zombie's head, she would have really planned to get a knife and search for supplies with her mother.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"It doesn't matter anymore. My father and sister turned into corpses and were killed by my mother. I have nothing to lose except my mother."

Ran Fen said with a depressed expression.

"......"

Lingling fell into silence. Her family members also died in this disaster. Naturally, she could understand Ran Fen's mood.

"Hey, if my mother comes back today, I will buy two egg buns and some wild vegetable dumplings to celebrate. You can come and eat too."

"I'll bring out the flour. Auntie usually takes good care of me."

Lingling sighed inwardly, there was no guarantee that anyone who ventured out would come back alive.

Many times, after being away for ten and a half months, the person never comes back. The fate can be guessed without having to explain it clearly.

Ran Xinyue has been out for almost three weeks, and both of them are a little worried. That's why Ran Fen said this, otherwise who would be willing to buy eggs.

You should know the current market price. One egg costs two kilograms of rice. Now only rich families can afford eggs.

The two came to the shantytown.

A man pulled a wooden cart and walked toward him with an expressionless face.

Ran Fen and Lingling had long been accustomed to the corpses that exuded a putrid smell on the wooden cart... The lives of the poor were as thin as paper. Every year, several people died here and were dragged out of the city and burned by corpse draggers.

Shanty towns... a large number of huts barely made of wooden piles and tattered oil paper cloth, which can usually provide wind and rain protection.

When there is a severe thunderstorm, it can be said that it rains heavily outside and light rain inside. The people living here are usually marginal survivors with few food stamps, or some wandering warblers.

No matter where there is society, there will be racial classification, and Black Hawk City is no exception.

As long as you pay one kilogram of rice per month in the slum area, you can live in it. However, the security conditions here are extremely poor, and fights and deaths occur almost every day.

Fortunately, the people who live here are all the lowest-level people in Black Hawk City. Almost no one has more than ten kilograms of food stamps on them. This also means that there are no thieves in this area... After all, I am the third hand here, no It is said that those poor people will regard these few kilograms of food stamps as more important than their own lives. With this output, they will starve to death sooner or later as the third hand.

The rule of the slum area is that whoever has the biggest fist is the boss, and there is no room for explanation if someone is beaten.

And if you can pay twenty kilograms of food stamps a month, you can get a room in an ordinary living area. There is a security guard in the block over there who is responsible for patrolling. Anyone who beats someone will be dealt with by the city defense team, and the living environment is better than that of a shack. The area is much better.

Having said that, in one year, all the living supplies around Black Hawk City were divided up by more than 8 people in the city. Without output support, it is increasingly difficult to earn food stamps. The rental price in civilian areas has dropped from the initial fifty kilograms of food stamps per month to twenty kilograms, which shows the extent of material consumption around Black Hawk City.

As for those who can live in wealthy areas, they need to pay one hundred catties of food stamps every month. Of course, the treatment they enjoy with these one hundred catties of food stamps is also very good.

Not only is the residence a villa, there is even some greenery around it... and local fruits carefully cultivated by the Luo family, but they cannot be picked at will.

There is a wooden sign every few dozen meters.

Picking is prohibited and violators will be shot.

Eight large bloody characters prove that this is no joke...the value of these fresh fruits and vegetables is even more valuable than human life.

If you want to eat fresh fruits and vegetables, you need to spend hundreds of kilograms of food stamps to try your luck at the material exchange office. Even so, there is still a price but no market.

After all, there is only so much land for growing vegetables in Black Hawk City, so the amount of fruits and vegetables produced is naturally very small.

In addition to living in villas, there are also various clubs in wealthy areas where the best beauties gather, and you can also see casinos or KTVs from time to time.

The people here look like they lived before the end of the world, except that they have gained greater rights at this time.

As long as your food stamps are sufficient and your kidneys can hold on, no one will care if you marry a dozen wives.

Rather, Black Hawk City is now encouraging polygamy.

After all, women do not have an advantage in fighting zombies, and there will always be casualties when going out to fight, which leads to a rapid imbalance in the ratio of men to women in the apocalypse.

............

"We're almost at Black Hawk City ahead, and I'm finally back alive, hahahahaha."

Ran Xinyue said excitedly.

Mo Yin looked at the entire Black Hawk City.

There are almost more than 50 guards standing on the tall city wall that is hundreds of meters long.

However, the weapons they held in their hands were only five or six that had been eliminated long ago, and they did not even have some heavy firearms.

The city wall is also a simple city wall built of huge stones and cement.

To be honest, the defense level of this Black Hawk City is less than 30% of that of Silver Rain City. Mo Yin estimates that a zombie wave of [-] to [-] people can break through this city.

Chapter 2 I am the rule!

Considering that his physique will attract some powerful zombies, staying in Black Hawk City for a period of time may also attract a tide of zombies.

Although he considered himself not a good person, he did not want the tens of thousands of survivors in the city to lose their lives because of his own fault.

Therefore, Moyin has begun to observe the surroundings and begins to identify a place to fight the zombie tide.

"Let's go quickly. After we return to the city, I will go to the exchange office to exchange this bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine and give my daughter some food stamps. I will go immediately to help you collect information on the map."

When she thought of seeing her daughter, whom she had not seen for several days, Ran Xinyue couldn't wait to walk towards the city gate.

Mo Yin shrugged and followed Ran Xinyue.

Anyway, there is no sign of the zombie wave coming yet. It is too late to wait until they enter the city and then choose the battlefield while Ran Xinyue is searching for map information for herself.

"Team together, there are survivors here. Tsk tsk, this is a really good idea. Should we find a way to get a few over?"

In the inspection area at the city gate, the city guards wrapped in coats squinted at the Moyin people walking towards the city gate.

Having been in the apocalypse for so long, it's not like they haven't seen beautiful women before, but the group of tactical dolls around Mo Yin are really beautiful.

Except for the middle-aged Ran Xinyue, all of them are beauties that can only be found in a million. However, with so many beauties only following one man, Mo Yin, this group of men felt a strong sense of jealousy.

Team Qi raised his head and glanced, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Idiot, if that kid doesn't have any skills, how can so many beauties follow him wholeheartedly?"

"You haven't noticed that they all have weapons in their hands. They are high-end foreign goods. The cold killing intent in their bodies is definitely not toy guns."

"Hyena, please be honest and don't get into trouble."

Qi Dui warned him coldly. After being a scout for several years, his instinct told him that Mo Yin was not someone to be trifled with.

It's okay to bully ordinary people with his gang of hooligans on weekdays, but his brain is not broken when he encounters hard ideas.

"Tsk, call someone out to prepare for inspection."

Team Qi gave an order, and the hyena quickly lowered his head and went out to notify other guards carrying rifles.

As soon as they saw the city guards in camouflage uniforms moving, several groups of ladies waiting near the city gate also gathered around, staring at Mo Yin eagerly.

Now the survivors who have been driven out to search for supplies have a few extra food stamps in their hands. The meager wages of the men working in the city basically have to support three or four wives. They have no money to find a young lady, so they just go to the city gate. Business here is at its best.