G City Survivor Base

When the apocalypse first broke out, the survivors in G City were utterly despairing, as even the official forces had been overrun by zombie hordes. Terrified survivors had no choice but to flee to the mountains.

Later, heavy rain suddenly poured down, water levels rose, and the survivors hiding in the mountains escaped disaster, not being submerged by the floodwaters. The survivors couldn't tell whether they had good luck or bad luck.

As the number of survivors on the mountain grew larger, those who possessed strength became the settlement leaders, gradually forming a base that they called the Black Bear Survivor Base.

The front wall of the base was piled up with various hard materials - crushed stones, cement blocks, trees, and so on. Due to insufficient manpower and resources, the sides and rear were enclosed with barbed wire, not as sturdy as the front wall, but adequate for now.

Mindless zombies climbing up the mountain from underwater would only attack from the front. Occasionally, one or two zombies wandering randomly might reach the sides, but their numbers were too small to pose any threat.

People in the base were responsible for killing zombies that appeared on the sides and rear, never giving zombies the chance to gather into groups.

At the main gate of the base, steel cheval de frise blocked the front, with many caltrops and animal traps on the ground.

A bald soldier said to the man beside him, "I heard you used five pounds of food to buy that minor celebrity for last night?"

The square-faced man showed a smug smile, "Totally worth it. The feeling, don't even get me started - hundreds of times better than my wife before the apocalypse!"

The bald soldier curled his lip, "Still not worth five pounds of food. She's just a third-rate minor celebrity with no fame. Worth two pounds of food at most! Five pounds of food could buy five mature women for a night!"

The square-faced man looked disdainful, "No ambition, only focusing on mature women. Go try a minor celebrity and you'll understand the difference."

The bald soldier shook his head, not agreeing with the square-faced man.

Food was scarce in the base; even transformers like them didn't have much surplus. He couldn't bear to spend five pounds of food for one night with a minor celebrity - he would at most spend one pound of food for a night with a mature woman.

"You perverted devils are the ones driving up the prices!"

The square-faced man suddenly gave a meaningful look, "There's a fat sheep! Let's scam him!"

The bald soldier followed his gaze and saw a strong figure. As the figure approached, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

The other party had an excellent physique with clearly defined arm muscles - not the bulky muscles of a fitness trainer, but very lean and efficient. He carried a large backpack that looked bulging and seemed to contain many good things.

"Be careful, this isn't an easy mark," the bald soldier warned in a low voice.

The other party was too clean!

Surviving alone at this stage while still having abundant resources - such lone survivor were tough characters, capable and dangerous in fights!

The bald soldier took a step back; he didn't plan to provoke the other party. Too dangerous.

The square-faced man also realized something, but he was attracted by the contents of Li Xuan's bag. Greed grew in his heart - yesterday he had used up all his food to buy the minor celebrity for the night and hadn't eaten breakfast this morning, currently starving.

"I know my limits, just want some food," the square-faced man said quietly.

Soon, Li Xuan arrived at the main gate of the Black Bear Survivor Base and said to the two men, "I want to enter. What are the rules?"

The square-faced man played with his dagger, speaking fiercely to Li Xuan, "We need to check your backpack. Hand over half your food..."

Before the square-faced man could finish speaking, Li Xuan suddenly moved with extreme speed, placing a cold blade against the square-faced man's neck.

Li Xuan's eyes were cold, killing intent brewing within them, "Is that really the rule?"

The bald man quickly picked up the large knife beside him, aiming the blade at Li Xuan, "Don't be impulsive! It's all a misunderstanding!"

The square-faced man felt displeased, thinking he had lost face, and said through gritted teeth, "There is..."

The blade moved, coming within a hair's breadth of cutting the skin on the square-faced man's neck.

The bald man pulled the square-faced man, "Misunderstanding! He meant to say there isn't. The base entry rule is to check physical condition. After confirming there are no wounds on the body, you can enter."

The square-faced man didn't speak. He had suffered great humiliation today. By tomorrow, all the soldiers in the base would hear about how he was intimidated by a newcomer. He could already imagine the scene of being mocked.

Li Xuan withdrew his blade. He had intentionally shown strength. The food in his backpack meant nothing to him - when he transformed into a giant beast, he could easily find food underwater.

He didn't care, but that didn't mean he would just give it away to anyone.

In survivor bases, it was survival of the fittest. If you yielded and weren't fierce enough, people would suck you dry.

Only by being fierce and strong would you gain respect.

"Where's the inspection?" Li Xuan said.

The bald man pointed to the side, "The first tent is for male inspection, the second tent is for female inspection. If you don't like being inspected by men, you can go to the second tent, but you need to provide 200 grams of food. This is the base's unofficial rule, not cheating you."

Only when Li Xuan walked toward the tents, moving away from the gate, did the square-faced man show a fierce expression and utter threatening words, "Sneak attack! If we do it again, I'll chop off his hand!"

The bald man was speechless. He knew the square-faced man quite well - usually liked to boast but had only average courage.

"I already told you, that person isn't simple. Clean clothes, muscular build - definitely trained. hasn't lacked food since the apocalypse, good mental state. Most importantly, his eyes - cold and ruthless. I've only seen similar eyes in the base leader. He's killed many people or zombies."

The square-faced man was still angry, glaring fiercely at Li Xuan's back.

Suddenly, Li Xuan turned around. The square-faced man immediately lowered his head, afraid Li Xuan might see his expression.

Seeing this, the bald man chuckled.

Li Xuan arrived at the tents and found there was indeed a big difference. Outside the first tent sat a rough-looking man, while outside the second tent sat a delicate and cute girl with not low looks - seven out of ten points.

The delicate girl waved at Li Xuan, "Coming to my side? I'm very gentle. Oh, extra reminder - the inspection needs to be very thorough, checking the entire body."

Ten minutes later, Li Xuan returned to the main gate with the qualification certificate issued by the delicate girl, put down his backpack, and let the bald soldier inspect it.

Mainly checking if there were any zombies hidden in the backpack.

It sounded ridiculous, but behind every bizarre rule there was a bizarre incident. Before this, a mother had secretly brought her zombified child into the base, infecting more than ten people.

The backpack was opened, and its contents poured out.

The bald soldier exclaimed, "So much food?"

Apart from a small amount of daily necessities and clothing, the rest of Li Xuan's backpack was all food - canned meat and self-heating rice!

In the apocalypse, these two types of food weren't easily contaminated, were easy to heat, and were extremely rare premium foods.

Gulp~

The bald soldier swallowed saliva, feeling fortunate he hadn't provoked Li Xuan. Someone who could have a backpack full of canned meat was definitely no ordinary person - most likely a transformer!

After inspection confirmed no problems, the bald man helped put things back into the backpack.

"Brother, can I exchange for half a can of your canned food? I'll exchange with double the food," the bald soldier asked.

"Okay."

There were no half-cans in Li Xuan's backpack. He ate half a can on the spot and exchanged it for one and a half pounds of biscuits.

The bald soldier carefully packed the canned meat and advised Li Xuan, "Random killing isn't allowed in the Black Bear Base. If you want women, you can buy them with money. If you force them, you'll be fined triple food afterward.

Also, if you want to obtain food, you can join the base's exploration team or construction team. The exploration team is responsible for going out to search for food, the construction team builds walls. The former gets more food, the latter gets less."

After speaking, the bald soldier shook his head silently. Li Xuan wouldn't lack food in the short term and didn't need to work.

Li Xuan digested the bald soldier's words, "The base uses food as currency?"

"Yeah, money from before the apocalypse is useless now. Food is most important. Everyone uses food as currency. If you make mistakes, penalties are also food fines. Without enough food, you'll be forcibly assigned to the construction team to dig canals."

Then Li Xuan asked the bald soldier many questions until new survivors arrived, then he entered the base.

There were no complete buildings in the base. The houses where survivors lived were simply built with wooden boards or steel plates, covered with cloth on all sides. Besides these, there were many tents, and several sleeping bags by the roadside with people apparently sleeping inside.

There were women by the roadside with signs hanging around their necks that read '300 grams of food'.