But what are the new rules? There seems to be only one rule at the moment. Whoever has the bigger fist has the final say. Hong Tao feels that he doesn’t understand this rule very thoroughly, so he is not qualified to explain it to others. Besides, that’s all.

, if you still don’t understand it by the age of 6 or 7, then your life is useless.

This group of children should be refugees, and a large part of them were born after the outbreak of the zombie disease. They have never seen the previous world, and have been accustomed to this kind of life of searching for supplies since they were sensible.

The purpose of robbing zombie corpses is to search for useful materials on them. In fact, each zombie may be a small mobile treasure house. For example, the cigarettes in the pockets of clothes are still good things, even if they have been kneaded into shredded tobacco.

If you can find candies, packaged medicines, or batteries in your mobile phone, you can use them to exchange for shopping coupons. Even if you only have a pair of reading glasses or myopia glasses, if you happen to be lucky, you can exchange them for a few good meals.

"Redeem it...it's really a weasel laying waste to mice. One litter is worse than the next. The town so close has not been cleaned up in ten years, what are you doing all day long!" Hong Tao looked back as the horses slowly walked out of the ruins of the city.

After taking a look, I silently downgraded the ruler here.

Judging from the mobile phone map, this town is only 20 kilometers away from Huocheng and only more than 60 kilometers away from Yining. It must be considered a very core area. But ten years later, it can still be seen from a corner of a high-rise building.

Finding zombies is really confusing.

Around noon, a larger city appeared at the end of the road, and at the same time, there were gradually more pedestrians on the road. There were people walking, riding bicycles, and riding horses. They were dressed similarly, and they didn’t even look at each other.

It felt like it was too much to eat people, or it was too empty, which made Hong Tao feel a lot more at ease.

It seems that the life of the refugees here should be barely passable. Why do you say that? You can roughly tell it by looking at people's eyes. Desperate people, people who are always hungry, look at people differently.

This is what Hong Tao has learned from his extensive travels over the past few years.

Not far from the right side of the road, a train is slowly passing by with steam emitting from it. The carriage is full of coal. Coal mining is a labor-intensive industry, especially when there is a lack of mechanized equipment. People can only rely on people to use pickaxes.

Plowing and carrying baskets down the well. It's definitely a bit hard and tiring, but it's also certain that it can feed a lot of refugees.

"It's okay to be able to provide work for most people." Seeing the state of the refugees near Huocheng, Hong Tao once again had some positive comments about the Redeemer's management capabilities.

After passing Huocheng, there were sentries on the road to check. I heard that Hong Tao said that he was delivering mutton to the Yining base. Not only did he not deduct money, but he also sent a sentry to accompany him. It seemed that they also knew about this.

Hong Tao didn't chat much with the sentry. His current identity was a herdsman from a minority group, and he couldn't speak Chinese fluently. It was inappropriate to ask questions all of a sudden. In fact, he couldn't get any answers even if he asked him.

It’s too strange to be here, so it’s best to talk less and see more.

After walking for another 4 hours through Huocheng, we finally found the starting point of the coal train along the way. There was actually a small coal mine here, and many people were pushing carts out from the ravine to the north, stacking the dark coal on the railway track.

Then another group of people will load the truck.

From here, you can see a larger urban area to the east without a telescope while riding a horse, with more high-rise buildings. However, going further east, there is a very deep trench, and there seems to be quite high mounds of soil on the other side of the trench.

This thing looks familiar to Hong Tao. Back then, the Renaissance Alliance dug similar trenches on the sides of the Fourth Ring Road, the Third Ring Road, and the Second Ring Road, but they were not as large as here.

Sure enough, the sentry signaled him not to go east again, but to turn south, cross the bridge and then east again. While crossing the bridge, Hong Tao found another clue. A section of the bridge across the river collapsed and was covered by logs.

It is connected to the steel frame, and it seems that it can only pass pedestrians and light vehicles.

There was a very wide crack from the bridge head to the trench. At this time, Hong Tao understood a little bit. It seemed that the trench was not dug by anyone. It was probably cracked by the earthquake. The location was just west of Yining City, extending to the north.

The foot of the mountain is connected to the Ili River to the south, forming a natural moat.

Yining is a city located on the north bank of the Ili River. Hong Tao drove here in the old world and was very impressed. There is a clear difference between this place and inland cities and most cities in Xinjiang Province. It is not the urban planning and construction, nor the scenery, but

people.

Yining has a very large number of ethnic minorities. If you don’t look at the Chinese signs while walking in the city, you will feel like you are in a city in Central Asia or even the Russian Far East. The streets are full of strong women who look the same as Russian aunts.

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Of course, there are also beautiful and exotic girls. Most of them are Kazakhs, Sikhs, Uzbeks and Russians, but not many Uighurs.

However, Hong Tao was not allowed to enter the city this time. The Ili River is used as the boundary. The main base of the Redeemers is on the north side of the river, and the refugee settlement is on the south bank of the river. The scale is really not small. If you look at it, it covers an area of ​​five or six square kilometers.

Just at the south end of the bridge across the river.

I followed the sentry into the settlement from the west, and the inspection was very strict. Most of the roads leading to the outside world were sealed, barbed wire was pulled up, and tall wooden towers were built. After walking for more than a kilometer, I saw more than half of the houses along the way.

They all collapsed or ruptured. Obviously, the earthquake a few years ago was not bad.

But as long as the house is relatively complete, there are people living in it. However, the doors and windows are sealed with various building materials, and even reinforced with steel pipes and iron bars. There are almost no glass windows, more like small houses.

The fortress. There are not many pedestrians on the street and it seems a bit deserted. It is hard to believe that there are more than 20,000 people living here.

But when you walk to the main street facing the bridge, the situation is completely different. Although the houses on both sides of the street are not very new, they are much more organized. The doors and windows are relatively normal, with more or less pieces of glass, and most of them have signboards or covers.

, all are shops.

Now Hong Tao is in trouble. He is here, but has the tea stall owner come? If he comes, where should he look? This street is about one kilometer, and the half kilometer near the southern end of the bridge is full of shops. You can't

Ask door to door. What if the guy doesn't come, or isn't on this street?

"Look for someone, the tea seller... give him the meat!" So he could only harass the sentry who was leading the way a little.

"Why don't you just send the tea seller directly to the base?" The sentry was young but had a strong temper. He was doing his best to stand guard, but he ended up walking around with Hong Tao all afternoon in vain. It was no good and he was definitely angry.

"**...horse**...delicious! Give the tea seller the meat, and give me his money!"

One look at that stinking face like a dead father, and Hong Tao knew what was going on. If he wanted the horse to run, he had to feed it. Mutton and horse intestines were not allowed, but there was extra cheese in the sheepskin bag. Come on.

I mean it, it shouldn't be too rude.

"...Wait, don't wander around, I'm going to ask!" As the saying goes, money can make the world go round. This piece of cheese seemed to work well. The sentry's attitude immediately changed, and his steps became brisk, and he walked towards the nearby road not far away.

The wooden tower trotted away.

Ten minutes later, Hong Tao found the tea stall owner as he wished. In fact, he didn't need the piece of cheese. As long as he walked a few dozen meters south, he could see the tea stall against the wall and the fat face.

"Hey, brother, mutton!" The tea stall owner was fixing the shed to the wall. Hong Tao roughly scanned it and found that except for the copper teapot, the tables, chairs and benches were not the same ones as Kuitun. Although they were not new, they should have been bought here.

"Hey... you're here! Sit down quickly, have a big cup, add more dried fruits and honey!" This voice almost scared the tea stall owner off the ladder. He turned around and saw Hong Tao, and then two more

The horse immediately knew who was coming. His smile was like a kiss, his greeting was like a warm greeting, and he was filled with honey!

"Oh, I have a license from the nun here. He is here to deliver mutton!"

The tea stall owner was not so enthusiastic about the sentry next to him. He didn't even try to be polite. He took out a small red notebook from his arms and handed it to him. Not to mention, this small notebook was easier to use than Hong Tao's cheese.
Chapter completed!