Back to the end of the world: I rely on hundreds of millions of materials to lie down and win natura

After the incident in the corridor, they haven't seen the burly man again, and they don't know whether he is recuperating at home or has moved away.

They didn't take it to heart either.

When the outdoor temperature dropped to minus ten degrees, Yao Chengwei and Zhao Peng went upstairs to find them and proposed to go out together to find supplies.

After a while, it will be difficult to stay outside for a long time. They need to store some supplies for the winter in order to stay at home safely.

Chi Yue and Wen Qizhou did not refuse.

They drove away from the base early in the morning, away from the mountain area, and drove along the third ring road to the outskirts of the city.

There is almost no food in supermarkets and wholesale markets right now, so they can only try their luck in colleges and rural areas.

Two cars drive into a high school.

They walked around the playground, found the location of the cafeteria, stopped at its door, and got out of the car with a knife and stick out of caution.

The cafeteria has three floors. The entrance on the first floor was piled with snow half a person high. They smashed a window and bent down to enter the cafeteria.

Wen Qizhou slightly raised his hand holding the flashlight, letting the cold white light illuminate the dim interior, his eyes fell on the cooking window, and he walked around to the kitchen behind the window with Chi Yue.

There was a "squeak" rat cry.

He looked around and found four or five rats surrounding a rotting and smelly corpse, gnawing at the man's hands.

The light hit the corpse, and they, who were used to seeing similar scenes, had no unnecessary reaction and searched separately.

The sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets lingered in my ears.

He and Chi Yue walked into the warehouse without seeing a single grain of rice, then turned back to the cooking table, and opened the surrounding cabinets one by one.

"Here is a bottle of oil." Chi Yue pushed aside the plastic bag containing the smelly dry ingredients, and took out the cooking oil inside.

"Has anyone opened it?"

"No." She didn't look at the expiration date, and put it directly into the backpack, and then checked the rest of the cabinet with Wen Qizhou.

The rest of the cabinets were empty, they walked out of the kitchen, and Yao Chengwei, who was looking for supplies upstairs, also came down.

"There are only two bags of flour upstairs." Yao Chengwei raised the hand carrying the two five-jin bags of flour to show them.

Wen Qizhou: "Then let's change places."

The four went to the canteen to search around, but they couldn't find any food that could be eaten, so they went to the village not far from the college.

The houses built in the village are not high, and after being devastated by the heavy rain and flood, they look dilapidated now. The doors of the houses that were opened to welcome the wind and snow are standing obliquely and crumbling in the snow.

The white snow covered them with white clothes, covered the mud left by the flood, and quietly left new traces.

The four of them walked into a house with intact doors and windows.

Due to the blocking of the doors and windows, there was only a small amount of snow in the house, which did not affect their search for supplies.

Chi Yue and Wen Qizhou have never lived in the countryside, but they also know that villagers usually have cellars for storing grain in their homes.

They first walked around the kitchen and bedroom, then found the entrance to the cellar, and went down a few steps to check inside.

The first house did not find anything.

In the second building, several catties of sweet potatoes and potatoes were found.

The third building...

They searched all the houses in the row on the left. In addition to sweet potatoes and potatoes, they also found three pieces of bacon, a bag of mung beans, two bags of ginger, a bag of peppers and a bottle of white wine.

Yao Chengxu and Zhao Peng, who were in charge of searching on the right, found three cans of baby milk powder, two bags of potatoes and eight sausages.

Also, a live chicken.

"Where did you pick it up?" Chi Yue stared at the skinny live chicken flapping its wings and clucking in Yao Chengwei's hand.

"Murao." He chuckled, and slapped the thumping chicken's head: "We can have another meal tonight!"

Chi Yue raised her eyebrows slightly: "Last time I picked up ducks, and this time I picked up chickens. I'm curious what animal you'll pick up next time."

"Maybe a rabbit?"

"Why don't you talk about pigs?" Zhao Peng loaded the things into the trunk, looked at him and said, "At least let's have a good meal."

"Yeah! Then I'll pick pigs next time!" He cheerfully walked around the rear of the car, turned around and asked, "Do you want to go somewhere else?"

Wen Qizhou: "Look at you." He and Chi Yue didn't have a sense of urgency, even if they didn't go out for a year or so, they wouldn't be hungry.

"Zhao Peng, what do you think?"

"I think..." Zhao Peng unfolded the map of Heyuan City and took a closer look: "Go three kilometers to the right and there is a village. Let's go there and look for it."

"Row."

They went to the next village, found a lot of food crops that could be stored for a long time, and returned to the base contentedly.

Unexpectedly──
There was still one kilometer away from the base, and two cars drove up from the fork road unexpectedly, blocking them in front of and behind them.

There were seven people on the other side, two of whom held shotguns and pistols, walked to their driving seats and knocked on the car windows, and the rest laid barricade nails on the snow.

The operation is very skilled.

"Get out of the car." The strong man held his gun against the car window, trying to intimidate him: "I don't want to say it a second time."

Wen Qizhou knows that it is difficult to be kind.

The moment he unbuttoned his seat belt, he turned his head and exchanged glances with Chi Yue, and then opened the car door with her.

Another young and middle-aged man with a pistol also "pleased" Yao Chengwei and Zhao Peng who were sitting in the car behind to get out of the car.

"Brothers, search for the car!" Seeing them standing neatly beside them, the strong man shouted to the five people to search for the car.

It was also at the second when he looked away, Wen Qizhou took out the dagger and stabbed it at the back of the strong man's hand when he was not prepared.

His movements were extremely fast, but the strong man's reflexes were not bad. He lowered his hands and backed away, but the dagger failed to penetrate into the flesh, but drew a deep bloodstain on the back of his hand.

"Damn it!" he spat.

Just about to give Wen Qizhou a happy, familiar feeling of coolness, it suddenly passed to the senses through the temple.

Chi Yue walked around behind the strong man and aimed his gun at his temple: "Don't move, I don't want to repeat it a second time."

The brawny man paused as he raised his gun.

He glanced at Chi Yue, who had thin arms and legs, and didn't pay attention to her at all. He turned sideways and tried to grab her gun.

"Bang—"

A bullet sank into the strong man's chest.

He turned his head in disbelief, looked at Wen Qizhou who shot at him with tears in his eyes, bit his lower lip twice, failed to speak half a syllable, and then fell backward in the snow.

The accident happened too fast, the five people in the drill car heard the gunshot, followed the sound, and saw their boss lying on the ground without moving, and suddenly became bewildered.

The young and middle-aged men guarding Yao Chengxu and Zhao Peng were more cautious than the strong men, so they tied Yao Chengxu and Zhao Peng as soon as they got out of the car, so they didn't have a chance to get close to grab the gun.

"Put down your guns!" The young and middle-aged man pointed his gun at Zhao Peng who was closest to him, his eyes fell on the boss's body, and he swallowed his saliva: "Put it down! Otherwise, I will kill him!"

"Qi Zhou, give me the gun."

Once the gun is out of hand, Chi Yue will never allow a single bullet in the magazine, so under the cover of the scarf, she replaces it with a gun without bullets in the space without anyone noticing.

She bent down and lowered the gun.

The young and middle-aged man said again: "Kick it!"