The strongest porter in the last days

Chapter 354 King of the Mountain, I Like It

Zhang Zhen comforted Xiao Rong to stay and take care of her younger brother, Qingluo came out and said, "Brother Xiao Rong is 15 years old and has been in the mine for almost four years. If the master hadn't rescued him, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to survive this cold night season."

"It doesn't even look like a mouse in a rat's nest. How can he work in a mine at such a young age?" Zhang Zhen pushed away from the medical room and looked at it. There were only two medical beds, a table and a cabinet, which was very simple.

Qing Luo sighed: "The black crow's mine is a tungsten mine. In fact, most of the small mines rely on manual labor and lack supporting mining equipment. Moreover, explosives cannot be frequently used to open the mountain, otherwise zombies and beasts will be attracted. This requires Manpower sorting and picking, some mines are narrow and small after the opening of the mountain, and children go in and sort the ore out, and there will be many young miners in every mine.”

Zhang Zhen raised his eyebrows, this is really pitiful.

Although the right side is fully equipped with leisure, medical, and meeting functions, there are no decorations, just some metal cabinets, tables and chairs.

Qingluo smiled helplessly: "A luxury inn is necessary, but unfortunately there are too few in Heifeng Town, so we can only slowly gather together."

Zhang Zhen is not too demanding. After all, he really can't think of anything to entertain in the last days. Just look at the bedroom. If he is not satisfied, he can only pull some from reality.

"There are five independent bedrooms on the left. The size and layout are basically the same. Each of the master's beauties can have one." Qing Luo opened the door and said.

Zhang Zhen went in and took a look. As soon as he entered, he saw the living room plus the open-plan master bedroom. The auxiliary bedroom was on the left and the large bathroom was on the right. There was no carpet on the floor but a soft and warm gel bedding. The bed was made of metal and the quilt It looks similar to the hotel in Bafang Town.

These five bedrooms are basically the same, with complete beds, a private dressing table, a wardrobe, a small table and four chairs, nothing else.

Shelley and Zhou Ziyan were chatting and laughing on the bed without even noticing that Zhang Zhen was at the door. For them, a big and warm house with a big soft bed was heaven.

Zhang Zhen was a little disappointed. What is the difference between this decoration and the ordinary hotel in reality, or it is not as good as it is.

Qing Luo pushed open a door on the right and said, "The front is the master's palace. The supplies are limited, so I can only decorate it like this."

Zhang Zhen smiled, walked in without much hope, and suddenly found that there was something wrong.

As soon as you enter the door, there are steps a few steps ahead. A red animal skin is laid along the steps and goes down. In the center is a rectangular low law area. There are shiny metal tables on the left and right of the red carpet, and the sofa in front of the table is also Very spacious and luxurious.

"This is the main hall of the master, and we used the best materials we could find." Qing Luo first went down the steps to greet Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen walked down the steps to the tables and chairs, and found that the tabletops looked like glass but had a metallic feel, and when he swiped his finger on them, there were water patterns sliding. Suddenly, the tabletops were shimmering and hesitant, and a pool of clear water was rippling.

"This table costs [-] yuan for one old black man, but luckily I made up six." Qingluo flicked her finger on another table, and a volcanic lava rose from the table, and the table instantly became The crater kept erupting lava.

Sakura and Hanxiang, who had been silently following behind, couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw it. It was the first time they had seen such a fun table.

Zhang Zhen nodded. This table is not expensive at [-] yuan. It is a magic weapon to bring it back to reality. He stepped on the red carpet and went up the steps. This is the second platform, which is much smaller than the one below, and it is placed on the left and right. A small long table with only three chairs in a single row facing the throne made of an oversized animal skin on the top platform.

The throne is the tallest place in the room, and the large chair is only outlined under the animal skin, which extends from the chair to cover about ten square feet of the throne area. The tiger skin is so big that it feels like it is wrapped in diamond skin.

"This is the complete hide of a mutated furious tiger. Old Heizi considered it for a long time before he was willing to present it to the city lord." Qingluo bowed and said, "My slave Qingluo welcomes the master to the throne."

"Welcome to the master to ascend the throne." Han Xiang and Ying also immediately saluted at the bottom of the steps.

Zhang Zhen felt a strong breath of the mountain king, but when he stepped on the animal skin and walked towards the animal skin chair, he couldn't help but feel a sense of heroism, turned around and threw a sleeve into the animal skin chair, looking at the stage The next three beauties who saluted couldn't help laughing and said, "Come on, all beauties please."

He was originally not ashamed of the style of the king of the mountain, but sitting on this soft animal skin throne, he couldn't help but fell in love with it. A man can't refuse power in his bones. Looking at the simple and empty room, Inexplicably, I still feel that this is his palace and royal city!

Qingluo climbed up the steps, and the charming and moving person came over and said: "Master's kingly aura makes this hall full of sacred solemnity."

Zhang Zhenshen pulled Qingluo into the throne, squeezed her face and smiled, "You designed this to please me, or are those noble gentry and city lords in the last days like kings of the mountain?"

Qingluo was half lying in Zhang Zhen's arms and said with a smile: "There are both. In the last days, power and prestige belong to the superior. Only when the superior is condescending can those servants and servants bow their heads tremblingly. In trading, the momentum cannot be lost to anyone."

Seeing such a beautiful woman who understood his heart in his arms, Zhang Zhen could no longer suppress the flames in his heart, picked up Qingluo, walked off the throne, and walked to the resting place on the right.

"Palace" is an exaggeration to describe this place, but the layout is definitely much stronger than the actual presidential suite, but there are no gold jewels and gorgeous decorations.

On the right side of the palace is the oversized bedroom, the bed is big enough to sleep seven or eight people, and the things on the bed are relatively luxurious brands before the apocalypse. However, Zhang Zhen has no intention of thinking about the value of the mattress and what kind of indoor carpet it is. I only know that this bedroom is ridiculously large and gorgeous. There are portraits of unknown beauties on the wall, and some decorations that look like expensive antiques. Even the sofa is brand new as if it was just bought from a top shopping mall.

He threw the green radish on the big bed, and looked at this woman lying limp on the bed like a beautiful snake.

Qingluo's eyes are blurred, and her slender legs under the cheongsam are rubbing against each other. She will not take the initiative today, she will wait for the owner to pick it wantonly. At this moment, she is the city lord's pet, a little lamb who succumbed to the tyranny of the city lord.

(End of this chapter)