In the early morning, the winter sun always comes later, so when it gets brighter, it's almost past seven o'clock.
With the sunshine, Wanda Plaza starts to become lively inside and outside.
People came in and out to wash and dress up, or boil water for cooking, and so on.
Busyness and vitality appeared in most people.
Being able to survive is already a luxury wish for most people, but for the survivors of Wanda's new stronghold, this luxury wish has become a reality, and in their hearts, they already want to be in the future Wanda stronghold.
Live better, live better, such a fulfilling thought.
That's right, no one, after seeing the power of that man, would still doubt that they can survive safely under the stronghold established by the man.
Now they just want to finish the work in hand quickly and then be able to live a good life. .
This is what most people think, but not all.
There are some people among the survivors who do not value strength and just want to live safely as they did before the end of the world, eat well, sleep well, and find some way to survive in peace and stability. , then it is best that the apocalypse can end.
In fact, it can be said that many people have experienced this kind of contradictory and longing thoughts, but the end of the world is not that simple.
Apart from them, the other part of the survivors want to take the initiative to control the right to live, that is, to gain strength.
Everyone sees the power of the alienated people, and the survivors who have not become alienated people have a trading point.
Weapons, equipment and firearms are also seen in their eyes.
These are ways to gain power.
They all want to live better and stronger.
Who doesn't want to be like the people in the stronghold and the trading point, eating and drinking well, having whatever they want, having invincible power like the third brother, and the right to take life and death?
All this is power, the prerequisite for everything.
After the orderly but slightly chaotic preparations in the early morning, the survivors of various teams began to work on the tasks that had been arranged long ago.
Most of them were cleaning up zombie corpses, as well as cleaning up the remaining underground garages of Wanda and the passageways in every corner, as well as the few zombies in the stairwell stores.
After the airport stronghold was raided by anthropomorphic beasts, most of the small teams in the already chaotic airport stronghold were dispersed.
Many teams of less than ten people, such as cats and dogs, no longer exist.
There are only a few teams left, as well as some remaining members of the disbanded teams, and a temporarily organized alliance.
They all want to join the trading point, but they are unable to do so.
Everyone is waiting and watching.
How many of them are there?
We all know that the establishment of the Wanda stronghold, if Third Brother wants to develop this stronghold properly, will definitely require manpower, and after the stronghold is cleared, this will be an opportunity.
This is also the speculation of most discerning and thoughtful people among the survivors.
This also leads to the reason why Pan Datou and the militia group, as well as many remaining small groups, want to absorb the remaining survivors, but cannot easily succeed.
Although it is good to join such a team, after seeing the strength of the transaction point, no one can help but want to enter this magical and safe place.
When people pass by Wanda's North Gate, they will look up at the now less obtrusive building above the Shipu Hotel.
That is the trading point they need to look up at, the core of Wanda's stronghold.
On the second floor of the trading point, Ning Jiang and other Jiang Shan's men, namely Zhan Li and others, lived on the floor.
The spacious restaurant, with the sunlight shining in from the windows, everything looks very beautiful, except of course that people can't help but think of the apocalypse they are currently living in.
Ning Jiang and Bao Hui were sitting in the restaurant, eating porridge with some of the leftover dishes on the table from yesterday.
Not counting the end of the world, in previous societies, many of the leftover meals at night would be disposed of and eaten as breakfast in the morning, not to mention that now is the end of the world when supplies and food are in short supply.
Of course, the people living under Jiangshan at the trading point will not be short of food and supplies, but they will not deliberately waste them.
Ning Jiang was eating porridge, and Bao Hui next to him was doing the same.
He was eating porridge, just this dish, and looking out the window from time to time.
They were very busy during this period and had work to do.
In the kitchen next to it, the sound of the banging of pots and stoves and the crisp sound of frying could be heard from time to time.
After a while, Zhang Qingyang came out holding a plate full of poached eggs.
"Poached eggs, try them when they are ready" As soon as Zhang Qingyang finished speaking, Ning Jiang and Bao Hui had already picked up a poached egg, put it in their mouths, and started chewing it.
Zhang Qingyang also picked up the milk on the table and started eating and drinking the toast that was stuck out of the toaster.
On the second floor, although he has Zhang Ling, his sister who is the third brother, and her position covers him, he is still the weakest one, because he does not have the power of the apocalypse.
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Having seen life and death, he was also very excited.
He knew that his sister relied on his third brother, so he also needed to support his brother-in-law.
Although he had no power in the end of the world, he still had to be effective.
Therefore, the task of cooking on the second floor was mastered by his own recommendation.
After all, he admired several people in Ningjiang very much.
As the youngest brother, he was very discerning.
"Qingyang, please wake up Brother Quan and Brother Long.
It's already dawn and they still can't get up.
There are still many things that Third Brother has ordered."
Ning Jiang swallowed the poached eggs, scooped up the porridge, and spoke.
Zhang Qingyang took a sip of milk, stood up, and planned to call someone, but as soon as he raised his head, Chen Long came over fully dressed and equipped.
Chen Long, who was dressed in combat clothing and had a gun holster strapped to his leg.
There was a pistol in the holster and a sword in his right hand as he walked slowly into the restaurant.
Unlike Ningjiang Bao Hui and Zhang Qingyang, who were dressed casually, he was fully armed and seemed to be ready to set off.
"The fat man is already up.
He is still concerned about the third brother's matter.
Yesterday, this guy had a late-night snack and drank a little more wine, which made him a little drunk."
As Chen Long said this, he asked Qingyang to sit down, then grabbed a piece of toast on the table, bit it in his mouth, turned around and left.
"Let's have some breakfast before we go."
Bao Hui said that although the alienated people have inhuman strength, they must replenish food and physical strength.
They are still human beings and cannot escape the shackles of food.
Chen Long turned around and smiled, took a bite of toast, and explained: "Pan Datou has contacted me, and the person he arranged for me is already waiting for me downstairs.
My hairdresser hasn't gotten started yet.
Good morning, it’s a bit unreasonable, I’ll leave first, you can eat slowly.”
Ning Jiang and others looked at Chen Long's back, watching him pass by the living room and go down the stairs.
They knew that he was going to Zhonggong Temple to complete the third brother's mission, so they didn't say more.
Sure enough, after a while, Bald Quan walked out shirtless and wearing a pair of boxer briefs.
"I'm so hungry, Qingyang, what's good to eat in the morning?"
Before anyone arrived, the shouts had already been heard
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