Returning to the end of the world before the natural disaster, I emptied the world of supplies

Su Dai glanced around, dumbfounded and whispered:
"I didn't expect that there are so many people with boats nowadays?"

Kong Wu: "Isn't this what the jingle says: If you don't go to the capital, you don't know the official rank; if you don't go to Pengcheng, you don't know the money; if you don't go to the box, you don't know -"

"Kong Wu!" Song Qian turned around and gave him a stern look.

Kong Wu shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Jiang Yan ignored their chatter, but took out a small mirror from her backpack and looked back and forth.

Seeing that the forehead exposed under the hood of the down jacket was a little white, she simply reached out and dipped some black ash on the edge of the boat and wiped it directly.

There are no clues from other places.

Anyway, the mask is gray, and the clothes, pants and shoes are also all gray.

Just shake it three times and black ash will fall to the ground.

"Ah! Jiang Yan, you are even armed in blind spots." Seeing this, Su Dai followed suit.

The boat in front was moving little by little, and the few people could only walk slowly and patiently.

At this moment, the sky was gradually getting darker.

Jiang Yan looked at the time, it was around 5:30 pm.

As we get closer and closer to the shore, the noisy trumpet sound comes from the shore:

"Please take your valuables on board with you!"

"Pay the materials to offset the ship storage fee. We will not be responsible for the damage or loss of ships that have exceeded the storage period!"

"We are not responsible for accidents such as falling into the water, oil leakage, damage, etc. while the vessel is parked!"

“You can check the ship after paying the supplies!”

"The materials paid are limited to food, energy, clothing and fabrics, tools, weapons, etc. Gold, jewelry, luxury bags, watches, etc. will not be accepted!"

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Jiang Yan raised her eyes and saw a middle-aged man on the pontoon with a rusty loudspeaker slung around his waist, repeatedly playing pre-recorded words.

He walked slowly, his eyes scanning the people on the boat very arrogantly.

These people, a few months ago, might have been business owners worth hundreds of millions, or they might be executives of a certain company who always fly first class and stay in five-star hotels when traveling, or even senior officials of a certain official unit.

But now, without exception, they are all refugees.

The surviving refugees who came to Xiangcheng.

"Master, it sounds like the boat is parked here and if something goes wrong, it has nothing to do with you?" Seeing the man approaching, a young man stood up and asked on the first assault boat that was about to dock.

"Yes." The middle-aged man didn't even raise his eyes.

The young man couldn't help but said in a mocking tone: "Isn't this the overlord clause?!"

The middle-aged man glanced at him angrily, "If you have any objections, you can choose not to stay here!"

He almost had the words "I have the final say on my territory" written all over his face.

"You" the young man choked, and was pulled back to sit down by the people around him.

Su Dai could not help but complain in a low voice: "This is the way of the world."

"Okay." Sun Jingtao gave her a hint in his eyes to stop her words.

Jiang Yan watched silently and said nothing.

In a doomsday world, the strong are the ones who make all the rules.

Others, either adapt to it, change it, or leave it.

There is no other way.

As for the bartering that occurred here, several people had chatted with it on the way, so it was all expected.

And they had already made preparations and divided some of the money that could be exchanged in advance.

After waiting for four or five minutes, their boat was finally able to drive to the pontoon.

"You guys wait for me on the boat while I go to go through the formalities and inquire about the surrounding situation." Sun Jingtao said, picking up a small bag of supplies that he had prepared before and stood up.

Ye Qing: "Brother Tao, I'll go with you." Sun Jingtao nodded.

The two of them stepped onto the pontoon.

Jiang Yan and the others took out all the luggage in the supply cabin.

The bilge was dirty, so a few people didn't care and just put it in the bilge.

Kong Wu looked at Song Qian, "Brother Song, what should I do with the gasoline? Should I take it with me too?"

"How much is left?"

"The fuel tank is almost empty. I listened to you earlier and didn't add any more fuel. There's still half a bag left in the fuel bag."

"Well, take it away." Song Qian nodded.

After sitting for a few minutes, Sun Jingtao and Ye Qing came back.

Looking at the amount of materials left in their hands, the materials paid were not much.

Behind them was a young man with a nose ring and tattoos on his neck.

The young man held a crumpled A4 paper in his hand.

There was still some distance from the boat with several people. Sun Jingtao stopped the young man and immediately took the piece of paper from his hand. "Little brother, please wait for us here for a moment. We will discuss it soon."

"Brother, these houses are very easy to rent. After passing this village, there is no such store!" The young man glanced at the people in the boat, his eyes filled with uncontrollable joy.

"Okay." Sun Jingtao didn't say much, and got on the boat with Ye Qing one after another.

Su Dai glanced at the young man on the shore and said, "Hubby, who is that person?"

"You can think of it as a one-stop guide to life for a rental agency with internal base authorization and special VIP access."

Sun Jingtao said with a smile, sat down opposite Jiang Yan, and handed the A4 paper to her:

"Jiang Yan, you have contributed the most materials along the way, so we want to hear your opinion on the type of house to rent."

When Song Qian heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yan.

Along the way, Sun Jingtao and others didn't ask for Jiang Yan's opinion much.

It seemed that everyone had a clear understanding of what to do and what to do.

They all did it first.

On the surface it looked like neglect, but now it seems that it means more protection.

Jiang Yan was quiet along the way and didn't show much conspicuous behavior.

Of course, with the four of them around, she didn't need to show off too much.

He had always thought that among the four, the oldest, relatively calm and experienced Sun Jingtao was the leader.

As for his statement that Jiang Yan contributed the most materials, it is not very tenable.

After all, along the way, among the few people, those who have materials will produce materials, and those who have strength will produce strength.

It can be considered relatively fair.

So to him, these words sounded more like a deliberate reason to give Jiang Yan priority in making decisions.

On the surface, this seems like a trivial matter, not worth mentioning at all.

But his keen intuition told him that this young girl was not simple.

Recalling some of the previous situations in the sky hotel, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have underestimated this girl who was slightly quiet along the way.

Something flashed through Song Qian's mind.

He pondered for a second, then raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yan, "Jiang Yan, I would like to ask, have you ever been abroad before the heat of the apocalypse?"

"No."

Jiang Yan calmly reached out and took the A4 paper from Sun Jingtao's hand, and raised her eyelids slightly:

"Why did you suddenly ask this question?" (End of Chapter)