Rebirth of the apocalypse: Winning a prize of 30 million at the beginning

The temperature is still relatively low now, and there is not much for the Judge and his men to do when they return to Oil City, so they are allowed to stay at the headquarters base.

Wait until the temperature rises before returning to Oil City.

By that time, it would be almost time to launch a full-scale attack on the northwestern forces.

After so many years of development, the military department of the Dazhangshu forces has three major departments: Security Department, Operations Department, and Civil Armed Forces Department, as well as several special operations teams.

The total number of combat personnel has exceeded eight thousand!

In the core combat department, two new battalions have been added in recent months. The captains of these two battalions are Yang Tianlong and Li Gang respectively.

After so much training, they are now able to lead an elite combat team of 200 people on their own.

Li Tie even served as the captain of the commando team, leading the ace team of the Dazhangshu base except for the special operations team.

Among the teams at the Dazhangshu base, the battle power ranking is roughly as follows:

Special operations team \u003e commando team \u003e internal security battalion ≥ combat battalion \u003e militia battalion \u003e market mercenary team.

It has been cold outside in recent months, so the training tasks in the base have been dispersed indoors.

They set up training grounds in fallow greenhouses and conducted training as normal.

The fourth outer city.

Sanqing Palace.

Because the Sanqing Palace was built on it, this small mound, which originally had no name, also got a name: Sanqing Mountain.

Inside Sanqing Palace.

The three brothers Qingxiao, Qingyuan and Qingyang were sitting in the meditation room. Today was a special day.

Today is their master Daoxuanzi’s birthday.

In the past, at this time, the three brothers would hold a fasting and offering ceremony for their master. In addition, they would also celebrate his birthday by knocking on bowls and humming tunes.

But it has been two or three years and they haven't seen the master.

In the past, at this time of year, the master would take them to the back mountain to pick pine nuts, and the fried pine nuts by the master were delicious.

The three of them looked at each other in silence, and finally the eldest brother spoke first:

"Master, he is a lucky man. I will go out to find him after the icy disaster is over!"

"Where to find it?" Qingyang asked.

"Northwest." Qing Yuan said softly.

"Did you tell it by divination?" Qingyang asked doubtfully.

"Um."

"The Northwest is so big, how do we find it? Is there a specific place?" Qingyang asked with a sigh.

Qing Yuan did not answer. If he could be specific about a certain place, he would be a god.

Qingyang's problem was beyond his ability.

Qing Xiao stood up and said in a somewhat angry tone:

"No matter where he is, as long as the master is still alive, we can always find him!"

Qingyang hesitated for a moment before finally speaking:

"I heard from the city lord that after the natural disaster and the ice freeze ends, they might send people to the northwest. Then I can ask the city lord to help find it."

After hearing Qingyang say this, Qingxiao sat down again.

"really?"

"Well, it's good enough that you can help look for it. Now we only know the approximate location and don't even have a clue." Qingxiao said distressedly.

It's not like they haven't looked for their master over the years. Ever since they were accidentally separated by the zombie tide a few years ago, they have been looking for their junior brother Qingyang and their master.

The junior fellow was found, but there is still no clue about the master.

Shan City.

Huashan.

The white house is poor when the weather is cold.

Above the dilapidated Taoist temple, a faint white smoke drifted out from the cracks in the broken walls.

"Ahem, ahem, Qingfeng, who told you to put your socks on the fire to dry? They stink!"

"Master, I got my shoes and socks wet when I went out to collect firewood just now."

"Well, boil some hot water and wash your socks later. You haven't washed your socks in years."

"Well, about two years. Mainly, who washes socks these days?"

"well"

Inside the dilapidated Taoist temple, the old Taoist priest sighed quietly, raised his head and looked upward. There were a few squirrels hiding on the beams above.

"Qingfeng, when the freezing disaster is over, I will go with you to the oil city you mentioned." After a while, the old Taoist priest suddenly said.

Jiba raised his head in shock, "Master, are you finally willing to go with me?"

The old Taoist nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, after all, I should go to Oil City with you. Remember I told you that you have three brothers?"

"Remember."

"You will be able to see it soon."

"How do you know?"

"Do you want to learn?"

"think."

"Okay, but you have to be patient. It takes ten years to get started."

"I don't want to learn anymore."

“.”

The old Taoist priest almost couldn't calm down with one breath. What a sin! He shouldn't have accepted this disciple. It was so infuriating. He missed his three well-behaved disciples even more.

Oil city.

Trading bazaar.

After Li Zhengping and Zheng Xiaoliu jointly investigated the case, the truth finally came to light.

Wang Zhe was responsible for the poisoning, which resulted in the deaths of eight people. The other seven people who shared the same dormitory with him would have been poisoned to death as well, but they were spared because they were taken to prison for investigation.

After Wang Zhe was rescued, Li Zhengping interrogated him for a few more days just in case Wang Zhe might have poisoned someone else, but in the end he could not get any more information out of him.

Li Zhengping gave him a quick death.

Area C of the trading market.

Some people are already running out of food.

This icy disaster has lasted for more than three months, with the blizzard lasting for more than two months. Another month passed after the blizzard stopped.

The temperature outside is still over 50 degrees below zero, and it is impossible to go out without wearing thick clothes.

Listening to the wind tower.

Huizi had a gloomy face; business had been extremely bad recently.

It used to be packed every day, but now the girls are all idle playing mahjong in their rooms.

Every day when I open my eyes I have to pay the rent, and I also have to support these girls under me. It’s so worrying.

In more than three months, the profit was not as good as that in one week before the ice disaster.

Everyone knows that it is difficult to earn points in the current icy disaster.

So everyone is tightening their belts.

People who have jobs don’t dare spend their points, so they save them so that they can get by with the points when they lose their jobs in the future.

People who are unemployed or have lost their jobs are even less likely to spend lavishly.

They stayed in their rooms all day, moving as little as possible.

This way you can save energy, eat less every day, and indirectly reduce points consumption.

The main customers of Tingfenglou are

They are all members of the militia in the trading market. They have fixed jobs and earn fixed points every month.

Abbreviation: The civil servant system in the last days. Guaranteed income regardless of drought or flood.

However, the militia brigade has disciplinary requirements, so these militia members dare not come over in a high-profile manner to take care of Tingfeng Tower's business.

So we all have to go to night shows.

At night, there are fewer patrol teams, and the patrol teams are familiar with the people from the militia department. Even if they see something, they will turn a blind eye and will not pursue the matter too much.

After all, there are a group of old bachelors in the militia department, and there are always some needs that need to be met.

evening.

The sky gradually darkened.

Xie Zihao walked out of the barbecue restaurant and said to his father behind him: "Dad, I'm going back to where I live first."

Xie Dongming rushed out of the barbecue restaurant wearing an apron. The cold wind outside made him feel a little cold. The heater was on indoors and the temperature difference was 70 to 80 degrees.

Xie Dongming shouted: "Let Wen Qian join you."

Xie Zihao waved his hand. "No, I'll go back by myself."

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Xie Dongming shouted: "Okay, then be careful on the road."

After saying that, he quickly ran back to the barbecue shop.

It was so cold outside that he wore a long-sleeved shirt, but he felt freezing after just a few seconds.

After Xie Zihao walked out of his own barbecue shop No. 24, he walked carefully on the frozen street.

The streets were frozen and many people had slipped before.

After laying a layer of thin sand, things got much better. But you still have to go slowly, otherwise it's easy to fall.

Xie Zihao turned 18 after the Chinese New Year, an age when he is strong and energetic.

He was wearing a thick green military coat, which was considered a luxury item in the trading market, as most people wore tattered cotton clothes.

Walking along the long street, he looked back at his shop from time to time.

His eyes were fixed on a shop in front of him, spinning around.

In his pocket, he tightly grasped his number card, which contained the points he had accumulated for a long time.

After reaching Shop No. 8, Tingfeng Tower, he glanced behind him and saw that no one was looking at him.

No one came out of the shop in the distance.

But he still didn't dare to go in.

Huizi was feeling bored in Tingfeng Tower when he suddenly saw a man standing outside the door.

Quickly put on thick clothes and pushed open the locked door.

Shouted at him: "Brother, come in and play~"

It's cold outside now, and everyone is dressed like a bear. Xie Zihao is also dressed warmly, so Huizi can't tell how old he is.

Seeing Huizi running out to solicit customers, Xie Zihao quickly turned his head away and dared not look at Huizi anymore.

Squat on the ground to untie your shoelaces and then tie them again.

"Oh, my bad luck, my shoelaces are loose."

“Ahem.”

“It’s too cold.”

"Why is it so cold today?"

Huizi looked at Xie Zihao and felt that the military coat he was wearing looked familiar.

Suddenly I remembered that I seemed to see this man peeking outside every day in the past few days. I even walked out and wanted to call him in, but before I could say anything, the man ran away.

Looking at the military coat on Xie Zihao, Huizi's eyes sparkled.

This kid definitely has points.

Thinking of this, Huizi walked forward and took Xie Zihao's arm.

"Brother, it's cold outside, come in and sit down and have some tea."

"Have some tea?" Xie Zihao hesitated for a few seconds.

If his father saw him going to Tingfeng Tower, he would probably be beaten to a pulp.

It's really uncomfortable to have all these random thoughts in my mind all day long.

Especially since he bought a magazine a few days ago, it opened the door to a new world for the young man.

It's amazing.

Hearing Uncle Zhu Ziming and several other uncles talking about how Damimi and Di Tongnaya in Tingfeng Tower were very powerful, he felt a little itchy.

He wants to try it too.

But what he said was: "Not so good."

He was dragged into Tingfeng Tower by Huizi, but his attitude of refusal was not obvious enough.

Huizi knew people like him too well. They spoke in high-sounding words, but turned into beasts once they entered the room.

After entering the hall, Huizi shouted to Dazhuang: "Call out all the sisters, there are distinguished guests!"

There has been no customers for the whole day. Now that a customer has finally come, we must keep him!

Keiko took off her thick coat, revealing the clothes underneath.

She was wearing a cheongsam. Although she had gained a little weight, she was still pretty overall.

There were some crow's feet between her eyebrows, but her middle-aged temperament still made the young man blush.

Huizi took the initiative to step forward and help Xie Zihao take off his military coat.

"Brother, the temperature in here is over 20 degrees. You must be very hot wearing a mask and hat."

Xie Zihao hesitated and took off his mask and hat, revealing a young face.

After seeing his face, Huizi was stunned for a few seconds.

Isn’t this Xie Zihao, the son of Xie Dongming from the barbecue restaurant?

Should I accept this order or not?

If I answer this call, Xie Dongming will probably come to my house.

But if I don't take it, I can't let him run away with this business.

While she was hesitating, Da Zhuang came out of the box with dozens of girls.

Because the indoor temperature was high, they all wore less.

Some of them wore classic black stockings, high heels, and tight tights on their upper bodies.

Some of them wore short skirts, revealing their pretty legs.

Some wore tight jeans and a short-sleeved shirt with a smiley face pattern on it, with its eyes bulging.

Others were holding a whip and wearing OL professional women's clothing.

These clothes were all brought from clothing stores, and some of them are still in good condition.

The boy only dared to look from outside the door before, and he had no idea that he would see such an erotic scene after entering.

Suddenly my nose felt hot.

"I, I, can I choose someone?" Xie Zihao stared at one of them and asked Huizi.

Huizi was stunned, OK!

Don't worry about it. He ran here on his own anyway, and you didn't pull him there.

Besides, when doing business, everyone who comes to your door is a customer.

Xie Dongming should also understand this principle and there is no reason for him to cause trouble for him.

So she smiled and said, "Of course, who do you want?"

The group of young ladies on the opposite side, after seeing this young and strong boy, started to invite him one by one.

"Little brother, choose me, I will take you to heaven!"

"Brother, I know eighteen kinds of martial arts, it's guaranteed to be cool~~"

"Handsome guy, look here." A girl in a black miniskirt suddenly pulled up her black stockings and winked at Xie Dongming.

Gudong

Xie Zihao swallowed, his eyes dazzled and his whole body trembling.

This is fucking terrible. Who can stand this?

He asked with a smile: "Which number do you choose?"

Xie Zihao clenched his fists, his eyes full of determination.

He called out a name that his uncles often mentioned: "I want number 8, Di Tongnaya!"

(Seeking monthly ticket) (End of this chapter)