SimCity from Wasteland

Chapter 147 Go to
Three days!

The news that City of Hope purchased the goods from the wasteland has already spread in Rongcheng. Some people are eager to try it, and some people doubt the authenticity of the information.

Zhou Laoliu, a small boss in Rongcheng, has no.

night.

He called everyone in the house and began to deliberate.

"The turmoil in City of Hope is intensifying now. There are endless food, luxurious clothes, and various commodities, and I don't know if it's real or not!"

Old man Zhou rolled up some smokeable weed with crumpled paper full of words and put it near his mouth, his wrinkled old face wrinkled tightly together.

He who looks only 50 years old looks like he is 70 years old in order to live.

The room was shrouded in clouds and mist, filled with his disciples who usually accompanied him, and a bonfire was burning in the middle.

"Lao Liu, do you want to go and have a look?" one person asked.

"Yes! I want to see if the rumors are true or not!" Zhou Laoliu said in a muffled voice, his callused fingers tremblingly holding the crumpled cigarette.

"I've heard that there are many people in the city who want to go and see it!" Sitting next to Zhou Laoliu, a half-old man who seemed to be in a senior grade said.

"It hasn't been a day or two since this incident spread, but still no one has actually seen anyone actually go to get the goods from the so-called City of Hope. How can you be sure that this incident is true?"

Immediately, someone objected and said: "Who knows if I can come back this time?"

"That's right. After all, it's not as simple as ten or twenty miles from Rongcheng to City of Hope. Even by car, it takes four or five hours. We pushed the car and walked, and we don't know when we will go." Someone followed go along.

Old man Zhou said in a muffled voice: "Then continue to be hungry tomorrow? Now there are only some broken copper and iron left in the house. I don't know how many times I have searched the ruins outside, and I will die if I stay there. Why don't you fight!"

They have had no source of income for three days.

Now the city's population is approaching 30, and there are too many people, causing the surrounding ruins to be searched over and over again by some people. The valuable things inside have already been searched away.

They went to several ruins that they frequented, searched for a few days, and only found some broken copper and iron, which were not wanted by anyone in Rongcheng.

After all, there are many of these things on the ruins, and there are as many as you want.

A group of people were silent.

Not going is death, staying is death.

"Otherwise, we will continue to eat grass tomorrow and see if we can eat it for a few days!" Old man Zhou took a sip of his cigarette, raised his finger and pointed to the east: "The grass on the east side has been eaten clean, leaving only bare grass. Land, in the future, it will be difficult for me to find grass!"

He continued: "As time goes by, it will be autumn soon, and when the grass turns yellow, everyone will die."

Everyone continued to be dull, some people were smoking straw cigarettes and frowning.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and autumn is coming, the grass is turning yellow, and many people in Rongcheng will starve to death.

There are too many people in Rongcheng now, and it is difficult even for the military to get food out.

The current situation is not as good as last year, last year.

Relying on some boiled paper and a little relief food distributed by the military, they barely survived the winter.

But whether it can survive this year is hard to say.

For people in the wasteland, it snows all year round, but winter is the most terrifying, just like going through a catastrophe.

Every time winter passes, tens of thousands of people die in the entire city of Rong.

This is a very scary number.

The official has no specific statistics, and can only rely on a rough inference.

But the citizens in the city know that far more than 1 people died.

even more.

"Why don't you try it?"

After a long silence, someone finally raised his head and asked weakly.

"That's what I think!" The old man Zhou threw the cigarette butt on the ground and said, "No matter what the situation is, go try it! Now that the rumor is so powerful, some people in the city are already planning to take a look. If it is true, once the big The forces have seized the road to the City of Hope, do you think it is possible for us to go again?"

"No matter what, try it, you will die anyway! What are you afraid of!"

These words touched the hearts of some people.

But there are also some who continue to hesitate.

Zhou Lao Liu saw it, and said, "Well, show your hands to vote, those who agree to go, show your hands!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand first.

Many people hesitated, and Zhou Laoliu kicked the half-old man beside him.

The opponent just raised his hand.

Then someone slowly raised their hands, Zhou Lao Liu looked at it, and there were only seven of them.

"Aren't the rest of you going?" Old Man Zhou asked.

"Lao Liu, we are afraid. It is better to live than to die. To live a day is a day." One person smiled wryly.

"Okay, I won't force it either!"

Zhou Lao Liu waved his hand: "Then tomorrow morning, we'll set off with our stuff. Anyway, let's go and have a look. Maybe there is food in a new city? What if their land can grow food! Isn't Rongcheng the same?" Are you working on an experimental field? It has already produced food, and the City of Hope is also a big city, why can't you believe that this City of Hope can also grow food?"

He waved his hand: "It's useless to say so much, those who are willing to go tomorrow, still gather in front of this room."

After finishing speaking, he tightened his clothes, walked to the door, and looked up at the sky: "It's snowing again! Damn it!"

Shaking his head, he walked into the fluttering snowflakes.

Leaving a room full of hesitant people.

The next day, Zhou Lao Liu got up early, came to the house, pushed out the trolley he often used, and began to load the broken copper and metal they collected a few days ago into the trolley.

"Sixth!"

Afterwards, several people came over one after another and began to help.

After finishing the work, Zhou Lao Liu took a look. There were eight people, two more than yesterday.

"Aren't everyone else willing to come?" Old man Zhou asked after taking a breath.

"They don't want to."

The others shook their heads.

"That's fine, don't wait for them, let's go!"

Zhou Laoliu packed up his belongings, took an iron spear, and began to push the cart to prepare to set off.

Several people work together, one person pushes for a certain distance, and when the wheel sinks, they push it out together, and walk towards the City of Hope on foot.

Regarding the City of Hope, apart from those rumors, the specific location has also been revealed.

So as long as you look for the direction, you can still find the City of Hope.

I'm just worried about something unexpected happening along the way.

There are no powerful weapons, only relying on self-made spears. Once you encounter bugs, one is fine. If the number increases, they may die.

This is the first time for them to leave Rongcheng and go deep into a desolate world.

"There are ruts on the ground! The ruts from a long time ago indicate that someone has been here before!"

(End of this chapter)