Millennium: I Love Demon King

The moment he entered the Tianjin base, Gu Cheng noticed the unusual atmosphere. The last time he came here, there were still many Yellow Ox members in the inner sect who specialized in the business of new visitors to the base. This time, when he entered, he did not see anyone at the door. Gu Cheng was a little disappointed as he remembered that the tall and thin guy had mentioned the granary when he introduced the Tianjin base.

"Captain Gu, where should we go now?" Seeing that he seemed to be thinking about something, the scout team's Wang Biao softly asked.

"Let's go to the mission hall" Gu Cheng decided to try his luck in a crowded place.

The group of seven quickly found the southern part of the mission hall. Just as they had expected, there were very few people inside. When they saw the formation of their team of seven, they gave them a strange look.

Gu Cheng felt strange in his heart. When he saw the task on the task board, he understood everything.

Ten third stage zombies would only earn a single point. With such a large reward, no one would be willing to risk their life for this. Moreover, the speed and strength of a Class 3 zombie was not something a Class 2 zombie could compare with. If he wanted to get a decent meal, he would need to kill at least 50 Class 3 zombies.

"How could anyone be willing to accept such a low score?" It was unknown who couldn't help sighing in a low voice.

Another group of people standing nearby glanced curiously at Gu Cheng and the others when they heard this. The leader walked over and sighed, "These brothers seem to be newcomers. My surname is He. Just call me Bighead." "You might not know this, but since all the missions in Tianjin base are at such a price, if you don't accept them, then there will be others who will try to take it. Everyone is forced to do so, there's nothing we can do about it, our days are about to end."

Gu Cheng and the rest exchanged glances, then fished out a small canned food from the interspatial storage and stuffed it into that person's hands from under his sleeve.

He looked left and right, seeing that no one was paying any more attention to them, he turned to Gu Cheng and said, "Brother, what do you want to know? You can find me at the east gate later. This isn't the place for you to talk."

Gu Cheng nodded at him, conveniently accepting the remaining tasks in the hall. Although the other team members didn't understand the intention of his actions, they suppressed their curiosity and followed him out of the mission hall and into the shanty district.

If the shantytown was the slums of the Tianjin base, then only those who were physically disabled and had no means of earning a living would be able to live here. The shantytown had become the residential area with the most residents of Tianjin's base. Tents of all sizes occupied every corner of the area. Wherever they passed, they would see the starving refugees who were lying in the tents, dying. All they could hear were the sounds of despairing sobs.

There was no battle, no blood, but this place was hell on earth. There were people lying down everywhere, waiting to die. The dark clouds of death floating above this corner of the base made people feel despair.

"Tianjin has already become like this." Gu Cheng couldn't help sighing emotionally. Back then, although the shanty town was poor, the people living here were still able to get a taste of their fill.

"Is that Mr. Gu?"

Just as everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, someone suddenly asked hesitantly.

Gu Cheng looked towards the speaker and saw that it was a woman. She wasn't very tall, her face already skinnier than it should have been. She was wearing a tattered military coat, and one could even see the already blackened cotton inside. He could not remember where he had seen her, and he stared at her for a moment longer.

"It really is you. Thanks to you last time, my family was able to escape from the mouth of a mutated bat. After that, I followed my parents to Tianjin base. Originally, we had the things you gave us, so we had a good time. "However, the work done outside had fallen quite a bit, so it's really hard to kill a Class 3 zombie …"

Before he could even react to it, he had unknowingly been brought by her to the front of a two-man tent at the very end of the shanty district, followed by the similarly confused members of the scouting unit.

As this area was very close to the river, there were many mutated mosquitoes and flies. Although the bites did not kill them, they were very itchy and poisonous, so the people in the shanty towns would rather squeeze in front than live here to feed the mosquitoes.

"The place is small, there's nothing to entertain you all. I'm really sorry." Lin Wei Ran took out a cushion from the tent and spread it out in front of the tent to give them a place to sit.

At this moment, a sound of rustling could be heard from inside the tent. Some people seemed to be struggling to get up.

"Of course, who is outside?"

"Mom, it's the Mr. Gu who saved us before."

The tent was opened a minute later, revealing a broken face. Even the scouts, who had seen all kinds of wounds, were shocked.

Ling Weiran hurried over to help him out, saying apologetically to Gu Cheng, "I'm sorry, I've scared the lot of you. My mom's face was bitten off by a zombie, but she was lucky and wasn't infected. "

Gu Cheng swept his gaze across the old man's face. There were holes everywhere, and a large chunk of flesh was missing from the left side of his face. His skin almost reached the bone.

"Where's your dad?" He remembered that they had fled together, but now he did not see her father.

"It's time to go out and take a mission. I should be back in a bit." She brought out two clean cups from the tent, afraid that Gu Cheng and the rest would turn their backs on her. Then, she poured water in front of them to wash the cups before pouring out two full cups and handing them over to Gu Cheng and Wang Biao at the side. When they were done, they poured it out and handed it to the person beside them.

"I'm sorry, but there are only two cups at home. What brings you here this time, Mr. Gu? Or was he looking for someone? We've been living here for almost a year now, so we know a bit about the big and small things in the base. If you don't know, we can help you ask around. "My parents have always cared about how you saved them. Without that box of water and food, we wouldn't be alive now."

"Even if we live, do we still have to live?" Wang Biao looked at the skinnier woman in front of him. Unexpectedly, he was able to unwittingly speak out the words in his heart.

"Of course, because there are people in this world who are worth living for." Ling Weiran chuckled. A pair of deep brown eyes suddenly emitted a myriad of rays of light, full of conviction.