Wasteland scavenging, fat girl takes the sick and disabled family away

Chapter 435 Wu Daqiang Doesn't Want to Experience It Again

The new rules were quickly issued.

Every grassroots organization is secretly calculating how many slots they can obtain at most.
Because of the breakup of the group, they no longer refer to themselves as a team.

Instead, they have already called themselves a force.

A larger force.

For example, the three who led the group: Black Monkey, Gong Chen, and Bai Hansong.

They have a team of tens of thousands of people under their command.

That means they would have several hundred spots to enter Zone C.

Those who enter Zone C are not only required to assume responsibility for their own faction's various activities within the trading area.

They also need to keep an eye on everything happening in the trading area for them.

Whenever there is news of the old nest, or sometimes the movement of the moon.

They all had to report back to their respective factions as soon as possible.

This close monitoring sometimes reminded Shi Yuebai of a term that had been in the original owner's mind: paparazzi.

Whenever she appears in the trading area, whether it's area A, area B, or area C.

They will be secretly watched by many people.

Even every word he or she utters will be relayed verbatim.

Wu Daqiang, who had just arrived in the safe zone, quickly figured out the rules of this place.

He couldn't help but grin.

In terms of sheer numbers, no force can match his.

Those who have arrived in the safe zone so far are only a portion of the rest of the people from their city.

As long as he sends the message back, a steady stream of survivors will arrive here.

"Send the message back secretly, and don't let it spread any further."

Wu Daqiang quietly gave instructions to his team.

They will be responsible for finding the main force in their city.

Of course, along the way they would encounter survivors from other cities in the desert. His subordinates, their faces full of questions, asked Wu Daqiang...
"This place is so nice, why can't we let the news spread?"

They were forced to call on all the survivors of their city to migrate to higher ground after their city was flooded by snowmelt.

However, they were unaware that the terrain in the wasteland was extremely strange.

The higher you go, the more it feels like entering a boundless desert.

These deserts are sometimes very narrow, and passing through these narrow passages leads to another desert full of dangers.

If they hadn't overheard some rumors circulating in the desert, they wouldn't have known that there was a safe zone here, like an isolated island.

Wu Daqiang and others also made inquiries from various sources.

I only found out then that there was a mercenary group in this safe zone, and the mercenary group was looking for someone.

Wu Daqiang raised his hand and slapped his subordinate on the head, making the subordinate's head droop downwards.

"Are you a dummy?"

"Did the wasteland radiation turn your brain into an idiot?"

Look how big this isolated island is!

Even if they had abundant supplies, it would be useless if the news spread; the number of survivors who escaped would not be just a few hundred thousand.

No matter how much supplies there are, they will all be consumed by the hundreds of millions of survivors.

As Wu Daqiang spoke, his expression grew increasingly grim.

Their city had experienced something similar before.

Actually, their city initially had quite a lot of supplies.

Because the initial management system was quite effective, everything was well planned.

When the wasteland arrived, their cities were even able to achieve a virtuous cycle of resources.

The problem was that survivors were frantically flooding into their city.

This caused the collapse of the resource circulation system.

Wu Daqiang does not want to experience the same historical tragedy a second time.