I'm the City Lord of the Last Days (MTL Novel)

Chapter 32

Song Xingcheng noticed that the warehouse is a very practical building, and two buildings are far from enough. Whether more can be built depends on how many energy beads he can harvest today.

After the test, He Qianshan suddenly walked up to Song Xingcheng, and said in a low voice, "The buildings here cannot be treated with common sense. Today there are 4 more buildings recruiting workers. If you are curious, you can stay and try to work."

He Qianshan thought, it would be good for the little guy to stay in the villa area to cut trees and chisel rocks, as he would be safe and get food.

Song Xingcheng's eyes widened in surprise, and he shook his head again and again to refuse. He can't stay here to farm. If he farms, who will build the farmland!

Although the completed buildings will slowly provide him with energy points for him to continue to develop, Song Xingcheng always keeps in mind the "Song Xingcheng" who blindly avoids in the novel, and the consequence of failing to develop himself is to be controlled by others.

Even if she is very tired, even if new wounds replace old ones every day, Song Xingcheng will not give up the opportunity to go out to collect energy beads.

He Qianshan patted the little guy on the shoulder and took the lead to get in the car. The convoy set off again. In the morning, they will go to a Congzhong supermarket 5 kilometers away.

On the third day of the last days, the road conditions got worse, but there were also more traces of human activities.

After waiting for two days without receiving any news, some human beings gave up waiting blindly at home and began to go out of the house, trying to collect food and living supplies nearby, so as to ensure that they could continue to live at home.

There are also some humans who just want to escape the crowded city center and drive to the suburbs or even the mountains outside the city. In short, after recovering from the blow of the end of the world, tenacious human beings began to seek self-help.

Compared with the private cars full of belongings fleeing around, the three huge trucks in Song Xingcheng's convoy looked a bit eye-catching, attracting the attention of passers-by in private cars and roadside houses.

Stopping and stopping all the way, constantly changing the road, and even twice everyone had to get out of the car and move the small car in front of the road together. It took nearly an hour, and at 7:30 in the morning, everyone finally arrived at the second floor of Zhangjia Congzhong Supermarket. branch.

This is an independent two-story shopping mall. Under Zhang Chenming's guidance, everyone detoured to the storage area behind the supermarket.

Before getting out of the car, everyone keenly noticed that the situation of this branch was different from the situation of the supermarket collected two days ago.

Song Xingcheng actively jumped out of the car and walked in front, quickly clearing away the zombies blocking the way.

He Qianshan looked at the figure of his own child who was more active than yesterday, his expression was as if