At 2:30 p.m., Shen Cong sat in the back of the top of the King Kong. Under his buttocks was a sports seat removed from the Humvee. The air blower brought fresh cool wind, which made the whole person very comfortable.

The rhinoceros horn cup is filled with mineral water, and there are three mild pears in the fruit plate. The sun is blocked by a self-made umbrella.

Since the rainstorm came down, the temperature has dropped significantly. At present, the outside temperature is about 33 degrees Celsius, some people are exposed to the sun. However, compared with the previous high temperature of more than 40 degrees, this is very mild.

There is a breeze blowing, not too hot feeling.

Today is August 26, July 29 of the lunar calendar. The two hottest months of the year are June and July of the lunar calendar. However, at the end of July, the old saying "flowing fire in July, clothing in September" has already appeared. In July, Mars goes westward, which is a symbol of cooler weather. In September, we will start making winter clothes for cold protection.

"The 70th day of the last."

Looking at the date displayed on the mobile phone, Shen Cong sighed.

Then he rubbed his mobile phone vigorously, and he was playing a careless fighting game "Boxer 2020". His voice was heard from time to time, such as "gas gudgeon", "hadugen" and "Gaga Bruggen".

At the last "ah" scream, the opponent flew up.

“K-O!”

After a few games, Shen Cong put away his mobile phone and put his helmet on his head.

The survivors of Chaohu college are here.

This is a group of young people with ragged clothes, not healthy colors on their faces, and more or less numb in their eyes. Several people's faces were sallow. They were ill at first sight. Two others had leg injuries and were limping.

Far away from the King Kong, the group stopped and whispered for a while.

Finally, a man and a woman continued to come.

Obviously, the man should be Zhou Yajun, a very strong boy; the female teacher, Wang Yingying, looks good, about 30 years old.

"Hello." Zhou Yajun approached the King Kong and began to say hello.

Shen Cong stares at him, the voice indifferently replies: "you are Zhou Yajun, you are Wang Yingying, the leader of this group of survivors?"

"Mr. Wang and I have been selected for management for the time being, but we have a democratic voting system, and everything is decided by voting together," Zhou Yajun said

Wang Yingying then said, "who are you? Do you have anything to do with us?"

"It doesn't matter who I am What's important is that I'm going to make a deal with you. You can choose to cooperate, refuse, or other options, but I hope it can go smoothly. " With that, he picked up a stone prepared by his hand and gently pinched it in front of two people's faces.

Click, click.

Granite stone, broken into powder.

This is a move to show the muscles. Of course, in the eyes of Zhou Yajun and Wang Yingying, it is undoubtedly a threat from the party.

Zhou Yajun and Wang Yingying looked at each other nervously, and they could see that Shen Cong was not an ordinary person. Ordinary people would not have such great strength to crush granite stones.

When they think about the strange creatures they've hunted, they can easily guess that Shen Cong, like the blue faced tusk one eyed dragon, has mutated, become powerful and dangerous.

"How can we believe what you say and what kind of deal you intend to make with us." Calm down, Wang Yingying asked.

"It's simple." Shen Cong pointed to the surrounding ruins. "I need all kinds of materials, but I'm too lazy to look for the ruins. So I plan to hire you to look for them. According to the value of the materials found, come here to exchange food, medicine, and information about the disaster."

"Do you know the cause of this disaster?" Zhou Yajun asked excitedly.

"I know a lot of information, but I need a deal to tell you. Make a quick decision. My time is not wasted."

Seeing this, Wang Yingying gritted her teeth and said, "OK, we agreed, but how to set the transaction price?"

"I has the final say."

"It's not fair."

"The world has never been fair." Shen Cong is still indifferent, "but I will give relative fairness See my cell phone? If you find a phone that doesn't break, you can switch to a chocolate bar with high heat. "

……

Zhou Yajun and Wang Yingying went back to the survivors, and there was another round of whispering discussion. Finally, the 21 student-based survivors took over Shen Cong's employment and became a group of laborers, searching for all kinds of materials Shen Cong needed in the ruins.

Wang YingYing and Gao Miaoshu, another pale girl, are in charge of contacting each other.

More than 20 people, in order to get the food, medicine and information they needed, began to disperse to every corner of Bantang Town, turning rocks and searching for possible supplies.

Shen Cong has already explained that the key point is that metal equipment, especially high-precision electronic equipment, has exchange value, and ordinary things have no value.

The employment of a labor collection team undoubtedly liberated Shen Cong's time.He can spend his time on other operations. Now, as long as the power is full, Shen Cong will send the wired UAV into the air and shoot video images within the radius to ensure the safety of the labor collection team and the surrounding areas.

Wang YingYing and Gao Miaoshu looked at Shen Cong with envy. Sitting in such a luxurious and domineering chariot, they leisurely held up their umbrellas, drank water and chewed pears. Occasionally, they would play with notebooks and tablets, or rub their mobile phones, or even hold a catapult. They were bored to play shooting games.

Of course, the shooting game made the two women more and more frightened.

If you hit a person with 20 strands of rubber band, you can almost pierce it with ordinary stones. If you hit a person, you can go straight through the hole.

"Why are you so strong?" Wang Yingying could not bear curiosity and asked.

Shen Cong glanced at each other: "this is the information of the transaction."

"Can you tell us something about not trading?" Gao Miao asked softly.

PATA!

Shen Cong shoots a stone in the distance, stops and sits back on the sports seat.

Condescending, indifferent reply: "yes, the first message, you are very lucky to survive, danger everywhere. The second message is that it's right not to believe in survivors. Many survivors are not good people. Ning Wai, if you work hard, I will introduce you to a place where there are a group of survivors who are not so bad. "

Wang Xiying has been to a lot of powerful places, can you tell us for sure

Shen Cong did not answer: "this is trading information."

Gao Miaoshu said in a weak tone: "is this also trading information? Why do you like trading so much? It's a time of disaster. Don't you even have basic compassion? "

With a naive idea, Shen Cong is not even interested in taking care of him. He picks up his telescope and begins to inspect the surrounding situation.

Seeing that Shen Cong didn't speak, Gao Miaoshu said, "can't you sympathize with us for the sake of all the victims. You don't want to eat, drink or even ask for information. How can this happen

Wang Yingying pulled Gao Miao book: "Xiao Gao, don't say it."

"Miss Wang, am I wrong?"

"Xiao Gao, listen to the teacher. Sit here and have a rest." Wang Yingying pulled Gao Miaoshu aside, then turned to Shen Cong and yelled, "I'm sorry, Xiao Gao is still young. Please forgive me for saying something wrong I don't know what you call it yet? "

Shen Cong's eyes flashed. Instead of saying, "it doesn't matter who I am," he replied, "my surname is Huang. You can call me boss Huang."

……

At dusk, the labor collection team completed the first carpet search and picked up a lot of rags.

Wind blowing, active corrosion, blisters, there are not many good things left.

Wang YingYing and Zhou Yajun, as representatives, came to discuss and exchange views with Shen Cong, while other survivors gathered around and offered opinions.

Although they don't have much food, they can still eat a few meals depending on the evolutionary fish they catch.

Medicine, this is what they need urgently. However, they don't know what kind of medicine should be used for those students who are ill except for the medicine for treating trauma.

"Boss Huang, can you help us see what kind of diseases they have?" Wang Yingying asked.

Shen Cong was speechless and said coldly, "I'm not a doctor."

Wang Yingying had to say, "then we need several antibiotics."

After exchanging drugs, it's the turn of information trading.

"Based on the value of the information you ask, I'll measure how to exchange it." Shen Congding behaved well, and the rule was that everything has the final say.

After a heated discussion, the survivors sent Wang Yingying to ask the first question: "will the government come to save us, or what is the pattern of China now?"