#299 - Chapter 299 Heading South
"Cough cough."
Inside the makeshift exchange, Wang Qichuan stopped in his tracks and sat back down in his previous chair.
He coughed, the anger on his face completely gone, replaced by a calm expression.
"Um."
"Mr. Wang, I'd like to ask how you survivors exchange food?"
"......"
Watching Mr. Wang's instantaneous change of expression, even his tone completely different, Wang Bin seemed to have expected it.
He didn't laugh at him; this kind of thing was normal. Anyone who heard the word 'food' would inevitably react like this.
Dignity?
Was it as important as food?
"Mr. Wang, easy, easy. It's like this, our production and development here urgently need talent. As you know, our daily fuel production is too poor, only a few tons per day. We really can't improve it, otherwise we'd want to trade more with you."
"If talent joins us and the daily production increases, we'll definitely be willing to trade more fuel with your side!"
"As for food, we also have some, not much. If it weren't to increase fuel production, we wouldn't be willing to part with it, so please understand."
Wang Bin's face was filled with the words 'business,' a fair-minded expression that almost made one think this was a commercial negotiation in peacetime.
"We are willing to pay 500 catties of grain in exchange for an expert with relevant skills, regardless of the type. This is an average value. If it is related to oil production, we can float upwards; other less relevant skills will float downwards."
"We will also test the professional abilities of these people. We hope everyone understands, after all, no one wants to support idlers, right?"
"We can guarantee that coming here, they will definitely not go hungry, and there is a safe environment here, free from the threat of zombies!"
Wang Bin said sincerely.
Wang Qichuan fell into thought.
The suggestion made by this Mr. Wang from the oil base was very tempting to him!
Their base had too many people!
Don't be fooled by the fact that they have hundreds, nearly a thousand people, but most of them can't do anything at all.
Even if there are talented people among them, they can't use their abilities at all.
Besides repairing the defense facilities and guarding the posts, they wake up every day and open their mouths to eat.
Where does so much food come from!?
Not to mention that the apocalypse has been going on for half a year, and food is extremely difficult to find outside. Now, there is not much reserve grain left in their base.
Recently, the Jiang surname leader of the base has been engaged in planting, but the effect is minimal.
They are about to enter the stage of food shortage.
Coming here to trade for fuel is to find food or other useful supplies in farther places!
"Mr. Wang, can you give me a more detailed introduction to this personnel-for-food exchange?"
Wang Qichuan was indeed tempted; his expression could not deceive others.
As expected.
Wang Bin was smug in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.
"Of course, we can discuss this matter in detail."
And so, Wang Qichuan, who had already traded for fuel, began to discuss personnel exchanges with this place again.
There are no human rights in the apocalypse.
Or rather, people are willing to flow to higher places.
The discussion didn't take long; Wang Qichuan had a general understanding.
"Okay, I'll pay attention when I get back. If anyone is willing to come to your place, we won't stop them. It's a win-win situation if we can bring benefits to your side~"
Wang Qichuan's face showed a happy expression. He was already planning how to communicate with the other two companions after returning and throw some useless personnel from the base to this oil base.
They were originally thinking of reducing personnel, and at this time, being able to exchange them for food was even more perfect!
After finalizing the general details, Wang Bin did not continue to keep him, sending him outside the door and watching him leave smoothly with the traded fuel.
"Lao Zhang, I'll keep some of these supplies for those in need, and you can take the rest back to the main base next time. We'll report today's situation to President Qin later."
Zhang Tiankai naturally had no objections.
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Guanglin Province.
In a small city near Yucheng.
There is a school far from the city.
From some point on, this place has been occupied by a group of people.
Relying on the mountainous and forested terrain, this place can isolate most of the zombies' harassment. The school's only two-meter-high wall has actually created a living area!
At this time of day, from the sky, you can't see many people in the school's open space, but there are some signs of activity in the facilities and buildings inside.
It looks like a chaotic but orderly appearance.
In one of the teaching buildings, in a large classroom, a group of people are sitting around inside.
"Uncle Fang, we've finally arrived in the south. Are we going to continue walking? I think this place is pretty good!"
"It's easier to find food here, and there don't seem to be many zombies. I think this place can allow us to live here for a long time."
A young man sat on the floor, ignoring the dust on the ground, as if he was used to this state.
Opposite him was a middle-aged man with a slightly bald head and wearing a pair of glasses.
It is the disaster-stricken people from the north mentioned in last year's cold disaster!
They have actually come to Guanglin Province at some point.
And found such a temporary residence to settle down.
However, this Uncle Fang did not immediately agree to the young man's words.
He held some weapon similar to a hand crossbow made of unknown tools, fiddled with it, and hung it on his waist after adjusting and being satisfied, then he looked at his student.
"Xiao He, we can't stop yet. Although staying here is good in the short term, once we encounter special circumstances, the little wall outside and the buildings here can't hold up at all. We still need to continue looking for a more suitable place."
The middle-aged man called Uncle Fang said calmly.
As a famous Chinese scientific researcher, although he used to major in mechanical materials, he also dabbled in other disciplines to some extent.
They experienced a cold disaster in the north last year and were trapped indoors.
Relying on some gadgets he temporarily invented and manufactured, he barely obtained a small amount of food and survived the cold winter.
After the weather warmed and the snow melted, they began to migrate south according to their plan.
It is too difficult for ordinary survivors to survive in the north.
Not only are there few zombies, but the food has been completely scavenged.
Even in the spring, there are fewer edible plants growing outside than in the south.
Those surviving humans have already experienced large-scale famine.
The matter of people eating people is already commonplace.
There's no way.
Everyone wants to live.
As for those like them who are unwilling to eat people, they have to find their own way to survive.
And migrating to the south is one of the ways.
At least they can obtain some edible plants on the way of migration.
They traveled slowly during the day and found a place to live in before dark. They came to Guanglin Province with survivors who had the same goal.
Unfortunately, their car has run out of fuel recently.
They started to switch to riding bicycles or walking.
Uncle Fang turned his gaze to the south, as if seeing through thousands of mountains and rivers, reaching a certain place. He said in an unquestionable tone:
"We can rest here for two days to see if we can find some fuel or food, and then continue to go south. I have a hunch that there will be a safe zone established by humans over there!"
"There! We will have the opportunity to bring hope to this world with what we have learned in our lives!"
(End of this chapter)
