"Damn it, I might as well pack biscuits that are expensive! Come on, this chair is nice, help me move it... By the way, are there any vacant houses near your house that I can live in?" What are the prices here like in Hong Tao's mind?

It's already a bit of a stretch. Even though the population is more than ten times larger than that of Yining, prices should not change much.

Population, or labor force, is hard currency no matter where it is. If you introduce a refugee, you can get four yuan in benefits, which is not low at all. But whether it is low or high depends on the product.

Only price can be fully evaluated, such as food.

"No... nothing very suitable..." When he heard that these murderers were approaching his home and planned to live nearby, Lu Weian almost lost his pants again. In his opinion, not only would he be killed and silenced today, but he would also

Fortunately, the nine tribes must be implicated.

"Boss Lu, you have to be aware of current affairs. Take a deep breath and think about it carefully. If you don't have the courage to burn the boat now, is there any hope of saving your life? Just begging for mercy is useless now. You have to rack your brains to make yourself better.

It has to be valuable... Let me test you first, who is the most valuable person currently?"

Hong Tao didn't want to comfort Lu Weian every time he said a word. This guy's head was not very bright, or he didn't have much courage, but now no one except him could use him immediately, so he could only make do with it first. The premise of make do.

You have to be able to make do with it. If it doesn't work at all, you might as well go to the first floor and become a corpse.

"... I have it, I have a house to live in... It's just that the conditions are not as good as here, I'm afraid you guys won't like it!" Fortunately, Lu Weian is not so stupid that he can't figure it out no matter how hard he tries, he shows it with his actual actions.

value.

Lu Weian didn't lie. He lived just to the east of Youlong Company Street. The streets were narrower and the houses were shabby. It was roughly equivalent to the difference between a commercial street in the old world and a residential area in an old city.

There are few shops and few street lights, but it is much better than the new shanty town in the west. At least there is still part of the asphalt road under your feet and there is not so much dirt.

This is a three-story building facing the street. From the light coming from the window, it is estimated that it is already full, and it is very tightly guarded. There are still two people standing in the door reinforced with scrap steel plates and steel bars.

Guards with spears.

Even if Lu Weian is a resident here, he is strictly restricted if he wants to bring friends home. No more than two people can enter at a time, and weapons cannot be brought in. But this is not a rule set by the alliance, but a joint defense mechanism organized by the refugees themselves.

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After Hong Tao inquired about the origins of the two security guards, he and Xiao Ma handed over their guns. They were touched all over their bodies again, and then walked into the iron gate with vigilant eyes.

"They had homemade rifles?"

At this time, Hong Tao discovered another subtle difference. The guns held by the two security guards looked a bit rough, and even the solder joints were not smoothed. They were obviously not products of the old world. Searches were also found on the more than ten people killed in the shanty town at night.

Several guns were produced, no matter how shabby they were, they were all standard.

"Bought it from the market in the north!" As he was about to enter his home, Lu Weian felt very uneasy and even said little.

"Does the Alliance allow refugees to have guns?" There are actually firearms sales in the refugee area, which is different from the area controlled by the Redeemer. Hong Tao plans to ask what the level of force here is so that he can decide on the future of his group.

Level of armament.

If there were no restrictions, then there would be no need to hide the weapons and equipment smuggled in. It would be so cool to go shopping with a rocket launcher on your back, just to see who is okay and then dare to make misguided ideas.

"In principle, you are not allowed to possess standard weapons from the old world, but the rules are rules, and sometimes there are many ways to work around it. For example, if you remove the handle of the gun and replace it with a homemade one, it cannot be considered a standard weapon. But this type of weapon

The price is very high, and most refugees cannot afford it, so they can only use homemade ones instead. Although it looks a bit ugly, it is very powerful at close range... Here we go..."

The door to the east on the third floor is Lu Wei'an's house. It should be a two-bedroom apartment. There is indeed a four or five-year-old boy in the house. He is lying on the table alone and drawing by the light of an oil lamp. When Lu Wei'an comes in,

Just as a smile broke out on his face, he was frightened back by Hong Tao and Xiao Ma following behind.

"Hey, young man, it's yours to call you grandpa. Smell it and see if it smells good!" Hong Tao didn't need to ask in too much detail, but he believed that the little boy was Lu Weian's son. The genes worked, and the two looked as good as each other.

Very similar. As a reward for not lying, I took out half a piece of chocolate and handed it over.

"..." The little boy didn't answer, and there wasn't much desire in his eyes. He stared straight at his father.

"Take it, take it...this is dad's elder, you have to call...grandpa!" Lu Wei'an had completely surrendered at this time, and immediately satisfied Hong Tao's bad taste without any hint. In fact, it is really inappropriate for the little boy to call him grandpa.

Unfortunately, calling him grandpa would be considered an advantage.

"Is this a tank?" Xiao Ma had already checked the back room and nodded slightly to indicate that nothing unusual was found. Only then did Hong Tao dare to leave the door and walk to the table to look down.

"Self-propelled anti-aircraft gun..." The little boy was quite polite and did not immediately open the chocolate wrapper in front of outsiders.

"Awesome, you draw well, draw well, and grandpa will give you a reward when he comes again... Boss Lu, don't you have to go to the toilet? Hurry up, don't delay the child's rest at this late hour."

This answer made Hong Tao hold out two thumbs, as if he had seen a young Van Gogh, his eyes widened and his face was full of shock. However, he did not do it thoroughly, or it could be called perfunctory, and turned around and walked outside.

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Lu Weian followed him out quickly. He changed his clothes and pants, and the smell of raw shit on his body was basically gone. He still held an umbrella in his hand. When he arrived at the door of the building, he took the initiative to hold it up and cover Hong Tao's head.

"I'm soaked. Is there any point in holding an umbrella? You can hold it yourself. Where is the mother of the child?" But Hong Tao didn't appreciate it. He wiped the rain off his face and started asking questions again.

The little boy must have been born after the outbreak of the zombie disease. It cannot be said that it is difficult or too easy to marry a wife in a refugee colony in the new world, unless both of them survived together. Could it be that

Is this guy with no character so lucky, or did he even stay in the base back then?

If it's the latter, then I'm sorry and must die. Who knows if he saw me back then. It will be difficult to tell after he can't see clearly at night. This kind of risk cannot be taken.

"His mother... was conceived..." Lu Weian neither dared to lift the umbrella nor hold it by himself. His movements were very awkward, and the words he spoke were even more awkward.

"What the hell? Borrowed pregnancy... Borrowed belly to give birth to a child?" Sure enough, Hong Tao's eyes began to look at the triangle again. How come people are still doing this in this age?

"No, no, no, it's not a surrogate pregnancy... that's pretty much it, it's just paying someone to give birth to a child..." Lu Weian simply stopped holding an umbrella and mumbled for a long time before he found the right words to explain clearly the origin of the child.

"Fuck, this is a good way to get rich. Xiaoma, have you heard of it?" Hong Tao felt a bit like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden today. Everything she saw was new and everything she heard was curious. In order to prove whether he and the society

It's a bit out of touch, and I need to listen to Xiao Ma's opinion again.

"We don't have many women over there..." Xiao Ma and Hong Tao's reactions were different. Their eyes were shining brightly. Instead of curiosity, they were filled with desire.

What exactly is surrogacy? As the name suggests, what should you do if you want a child but can’t afford a wife? It doesn’t matter, there are people who can meet this need. You take out a sum of money, such as ten yuan or more, and go

Find a woman to live with, and when she gets pregnant and gives birth to a child, it will be yours.

But unlike the illegitimate children in the old world, the mother of this child will not recognize it, because they regard giving birth to a man as a job, and they will give birth to whoever pays them. After the child is born, he will be healthy and healthy immediately.

I left lightly, just as I came lightly, not taking away a single cloud with a wave of my hand.
Chapter completed!