#145 - Chapter 145 Luxurious Enjoyment
Dawn.
Yang City.
Fang Tianqing's shelter.
Also known as the Guo Family Shelter.
Most people here are not yet awake in the morning, only a few are walking and patrolling the walls.
They don't find it too difficult to deal with the zombies at night.
They have a 7-meter-high wall.
Which is enough for them to easily deal with the zombies outside at night.
Although they have several hundred people, compared to the large bases in Wan City and Yang City Shelter, which have tens of thousands of people, they are less than one-tenth the size.
The difference in the "meat flavor" level is huge, and the number of zombies attracted at night is also much smaller.
Normally, there are dozens or hundreds of them around at night.
They also have a night defense team here, which doesn't require too many people. Each time, only ten people need to be arranged on rotation to prevent the zombies below from gathering into corpse towers.
It's much easier than those large bases.
The survivors here, apart from the pressure of food, are even better off in other aspects than those in large bases. At least the survivors here basically have indoor living conditions.
The most impressive building here is a seven-story office building.
A room on the fifth floor.
This has been converted into a shower room.
The area is not small, estimated to be twenty or thirty square meters.
The decoration is also very luxurious.
At this time, the lights driven by the electricity transmitted from the generator are on inside.
Hot air is steaming.
Water mist is pervasive.
Several figures are obscured by the water vapor, and they don't know what they are doing inside.
Further forward.
A bathtub appears.
An old man with a dignified appearance is soaking in it, with his hands on the edge, looking up and closing his eyes, feigning sleep.
Two naked women are busy in front of and behind him.
A long-haired woman is in front of his head, holding his head in her arms, and gently massaging his shoulders with her hands.
Another woman also reached out and grabbed his foot with some age spots and put it in her arms.
Gently kneading it.
A scene of extravagant enjoyment.
The woman kneading his feet smiled and asked the old man:
"President Guo, is the strength right?"
The old man didn't open his eyes.
Just gave a faint "hmm" sound.
Seeing that the old man was not very interested in talking, the two women continued to serve him carefully.
Fearing that they might accidentally cause offense.
The two of them were survivors who were taken into the Guo Family Shelter in the early days. Due to the survival of their bloodline, their surviving family members also joined this shelter.
Compared to those survivors who live a hard life, the two of them and their families are considered to be living relatively well.
At least they have better accommodation conditions and more food distribution.
They only need to pay a little "small" price.
To serve this supreme leader of the Guo Family Shelter.
Don't look at this old man's age.
But he is still very strong.
They had heard of the entrepreneur's name and some vague deeds in peacetime.
Unexpectedly, he also established such a strong base after the apocalypse.
After President Guo completely controlled this place, it can now be rightfully called the Guo Family Shelter.
President Guo has strong wrists and commands the entire shelter. All the important people here are his people.
All the survivors live under President Guo's nose.
Everyone has also heard of the situation in other larger human settlements, and some of them even came from those large bases to join here.
The environment here is more attractive than before.
As the end of the world continues, survivors have also begun to understand the habits of zombies, as well as various related points of attention, and know how to avoid them.
Benefiting oneself is something that all creatures have, and humans are certainly no exception.
Compared to living outside in the morning and not knowing what will happen in the evening, here there are high walls and a fixed amount of food distributed every day, which is much better than surviving alone.
So the shelter can always attract survivors to join.
They will also choose to grit their teeth and endure certain rules and regulations.
And they have to stick to it like a dog skin plaster.
Every survivor can't wait to curry favor with those in power in the shelter. No one doesn't want to live a better life.
These two women are among the lucky ones.
They feel that being favored by President Guo is something to be proud of.
Many women outside often look at them with envious eyes.
More than a month after the apocalypse.
It is enough to change human concepts.
For a long time.
The old man finally completed his morning bath under the service of the two women.
This is his habit, a hobby that has been retained from peacetime.
This can relax his mind and allow him to handle work in a better state.
A glass of breakfast milk every day, healthy life for the Chinese people.
After completing his bath, he put on comfortable clothes, draped a large coat, and led the two women who had put on their clothes out, and walked to the dining area not far from the shower room.
Someone had already prepared a hearty breakfast here.
Eggs, sandwiches, meat porridge, soup noodles.
There was also a steak on the table, and the aroma made people's index fingers move.
These foods are extremely rare in the apocalypse.
Two men had already stood motionless beside him, one of whom was the middle-aged man who had reported his work last time, and the other was dressed as a chef, and seemed to be the maker of the breakfast.
The old man seemed to be accustomed to seeing the breakfast and didn't find it strange.
After sitting down leisurely, he put a napkin on his collar under the service of the woman next to him, and then picked up the knife and fork on the table and slowly ate.
Occasionally, there would be a faint sound of swallowing saliva next to him, but the old man didn't care.
Soon, the old man finished his meal.
His appetite didn't seem to be very big, and he only tasted a little of each food.
There was still a lot of food left on the table.
The old man put down his cutlery, picked up the napkin next to him and wiped his mouth, and said directly without looking back:
"You two can eat the rest."
The two women behind him couldn't suppress the great joy in their hearts and smiled like flowers.
But they still didn't dare to overstep, but consciously moved the breakfast that the old man had eaten to the other side of the table, cleaned up a clean table for the old man, and then the two of them ate heartily beside him.
This is one of the benefits of being President Guo's personal attendant.
The old man was still sitting in the same place, and after his stomach digested the food for a while, he turned to the middle-aged man who had been standing aside waiting and asked:
"Is there any new news from the Yang City Shelter yesterday?"
The middle-aged man heard this, straightened his body slightly, and replied respectfully:
"The Yang City Shelter said they still need to consider it, but if we agree to increase the amount of grain exchanged to 2,000 kilograms, they are willing to pay that amount of weapons."
When the old man heard this, the blood vessels on his head bulged a little, his eyes flashed with a frightening fierce light, his face was ferocious, and he said fiercely:
"Let them die! 500 kilograms at most!"
The middle-aged man's forehead was slightly sweaty, but he still answered bravely:
"Okay!"
The old man then retracted his aggressive gaze and frightening expression, and regained his gentleness.
Although the old man's face was gentle, his voice still remained cold.
"I didn't hear from Xiao Fang all yesterday, so let's send another team to Guangyuan City to take a look today!"
"Did Xiao Fang run away! Or is someone tripping us up!"
"Find out what's going on for me!"
"Let others know how we do things."
(End of this chapter)
