After arriving in the post-apocalyptic wasteland, they joined the same gathering place by chance and became companions who supported each other through life.

Counting past hunts.

This time in front of me is probably the biggest gain the two of them have had in such a long time!

Comparable to the last time I got a gun.

"Okay, I'll go right away, you continue to be vigilant!" Feng Zhou nodded, vigorously pulled the railing beside him, stepped on the security window below, and slid to the ground in a few clicks.

Then, he saw the two black bears still struggling on the ground at the end of his sight, and he was not afraid.

He just tiptoed closer, and when he was five steps away, he took out the scimitar from his waist and stepped forward suddenly.

Hula.

Human beings who have lived in the apocalypse for more than four months naturally have no hesitation in their hearts.

As Feng Zhou slashed at him randomly, the black bear that was not completely dead before was brutally patched up with a few stabs at the wound, and it suddenly made no sound.

"Hey, these two black bears, each weighs at least three hundred kilograms of meat."

"These two have made a fortune!"

As expected of the New World, which is full of treasures, Feng Zhou weighed the black bear with his hands. Feng Zhou smiled with a smile on his face and felt extremely proud in his heart.

In the previous choice between the New World and the deep sea, the two of them chose the New World almost without hesitation to gain a great future.

And the current facts also prove that the choice of the two people was not wrong.

Although the magnitude of the disaster here will not be reduced in the same way as in the deep sea.

But similarly, after the disaster, the subsequent rewards in the New World are also dazzlingly rich.

Various wild animals appear suddenly.

Human structures falling from the sky.

Small villages and towns on earth appear inexplicably.

These are just the gifts of the game to the brave men of the New World after a heavy snowfall disaster has passed.

"We only need to survive three or five more disasters, and I'm afraid we can go out and set up our own business and gather the survivors to establish a territory!"

While thinking about the beautiful days ahead, he carefully put the released bear blood into a portable watering can for later use.

When the blood flow slowed down, Feng Zhou stepped forward, pulled out a crowbar and began to laboriously turn the black bear's body.

"Wait, what is this?"

Turning to the front, Feng Zhou originally wanted to continue bleeding, but after inadvertently looking at it, he discovered something strange.

There is a gap of about fifteen centimeters on the black bear's belly.

Unlike the fresh wound on his forehead, this gap has begun to fester and looks like it has been there for some time.

If you get closer and smell it, you can still smell the fishy smell of rotting flesh despite the strong smell of blood.

"No, how can these two black bears look like normal people with such huge wounds?"

He rubbed the wound with his fingers and saw that the flesh and blood that had been poked disintegrated like fragments before his eyes.

Feng Zhou was shocked and quickly retracted his finger.

The current gap is enough for someone to put their fist in and pull it out.

But the strange thing is that judging from the previous behavior of the two black bears, they were obviously unaware of the wound.

Without thinking clearly about the relationship between this, Feng Zhou could only keep all these doubts in his heart and continue to collect the blood of the black bear.

only.

Even he himself didn't notice that the place where he had just crushed it to pieces with his fingers was being stitched back together at a terrifying speed.

The black blood stuck to his fingers seemed to have gained life, and penetrated along the old wounds left on his fingers that had not yet fully healed.

It was already early three o'clock in the afternoon.

On the outskirts of the New World, the terrain here is complex and undulating, and there is a serious lack of lighting.

For survivors, there is no such thing as evening. It is evening after five o'clock.

Well aware of the dangers of walking at night, Feng Zhou and He Qiu couldn't help but speed up their pace, moving quickly along the scattered footprints on the snow.

From time to time, wait until you have climbed over a low point again.

Looking at the gathering place that appeared at the end of their sight, the two of them looked at each other and smiled.

There.

There is a small gathering place surrounded by boulders in the center, built on the pale snow.

On the outskirts of the gathering place, dozens of gun-wielding soldiers were patrolling back and forth energetically, constantly observing the surrounding phenomena.

The weapons in their hands were not the ordinary shotguns in the hands of Feng Zhou and He Qiu, but shiny standard rifles.

Even if you look carefully, you can find several grenades tied together in their waists.

This is a group of gathering place guards armed almost to the teeth.

Compared with the armed soldiers in the depression, their equipment is not inferior and is completely on the same level.

From afar, I saw Feng Zhou and his two men approaching, and a bearded man guarding the gate whistled, his face full of frivolity.

"Hey, isn't this our monster hunting duo? What's up? Another harvest today?"

Being teased like this, Feng Zhou not only didn't get angry, but instead walked forward with a smile on his face, took out two cigarettes from his pocket and handed them over in a familiar manner.

"Brother Zhang, this is all dirty work for us, how can it be called harvest?"

"No, I just happened to find a stupid guy outside to try my luck, and he opened a business. In this snowy day, I haven't had a decent harvest for many days!"

"Not bad, not bad, you're on your way, kid." Seeing the scarce cigarettes, Brother Zhang's pupils opened slightly, and he put them into his cuffs with a tremble of his hands.

At the same time, like magic, his left hand took out two pieces of paper from his left pocket and handed them over.

"No, you two are regular customers. Today's handling fee will be 5%. Next time something good happens, don't forget about you, Brother Zhang, and me!"

Feng Zhou was overjoyed, nodded quickly, took the piece of paper, thanked him repeatedly and walked into the gathering place.

"Zhang Quan, this old dog, is getting more and more greedy."

"According to our current tribute, we should give at least 3% this time, but he."

He Qiu kept ducking inside and glanced behind him bitterly, He Qiu said angrily.

Strictly speaking, the gathering place the two of them were in was not a human territory in the traditional sense.

It is a transit place for transactions.

Brother Zhang and his group are responsible for guarding the perimeter to maintain order and safety, and there are also several famous caravans in the New World who guarantee the reputation.

Most of the survivors living nearby will basically bring their prey here to sell it after getting their "harvest".

Correspondingly, each transaction person also has to pay a certain handling fee.

The highest is 10%, the lowest is 3%.

"Shh, don't let these vampires hear you."

"It's just 2%, it's nothing. Besides, the meat we want to sell is sold here anyway. If there is a problem, they will bear it. It's much less worrying than outside. Don't worry about it!"

While comforting He Qiu, he walked to an empty stall.

Looking into the void, Feng Zhou took out two large pieces of meat and placed them on the oilcloth.

Judging from the appearance, these two pieces of meat are extremely fresh, with not only white fat but also blood-red high-quality muscles, which is extremely attractive.

But if you look carefully, you can roughly see that under the two lumps of meat, there are several scattered black spots that are extremely open but cannot be ignored, which is a bit weird.

"We are selling meat, freshly baked bear meat, first come first served, lots of discounts!"

Howled loudly several times.

As soon as they heard that bear meat was a scarce commodity, many businessmen gathered around and began to look at the goods and negotiate prices.

At first, some people raised questions about this black spot.

But after being fooled by Feng Zhou and saying that he had handled it improperly and was contaminated with stolen goods, he only needed to deal with it a little.

Gradually, most businessmen no longer doubted his presence and started bidding one after another.

Knowing that there was something wrong with his goods, Feng Zhou didn't dare to be harsh.

After hearing that the price increase exceeded his psychological price, he immediately nodded and took action, only to make the surrounding merchants who had not grabbed it feel regretful.

"I've given this to you. If you have any problems later, you can't come to me!"

I heard Feng Zhou’s advice.

The merchant who received the bear meat at a low price was still immersed in the joy of picking up the missing pieces. Dang even nodded indifferently: "It's just this little bit of meat. What are you afraid of? The meat we sell every day must not be ten times or a hundred times as much as yours. Don't worry."

alright!"

"So good!"
Chapter completed!