The super system dominates the end of the world and reaches the full level in an instant

The convoy finally arrived at the wasteland settlement. Although they lost a lot of manpower and goods, and even their leader was dead, they did not stop the enthusiasm of the people in the wasteland settlement at all.

Several big names from the management office appeared at the gate of the inner city. There were three of them in total, all of them were middle-aged men with fat heads and big ears.

Looking at their difficulty in moving, it may be that they have been pampered for too long.

If another biochemical crisis breaks out, the rulers of these wasteland settlements may become the first victims.

Looking at the large amount of grain unloaded from the truck, the laughing eyes of several big shots narrowed.

They have already calculated in their hearts how many troops they can feed with these grains, so as to continue to maintain their rule.

And Ye Fan was watching all this from a distance with Zhao Liang and others.

"Boss, do you already have a plan?" Zhao Liang looked at the silent Ye Fan, and couldn't help asking, "I see that you have been thinking about the problem since just now."

"That's right, I'm thinking about the next step." Ye Fan nodded and admitted, "After all, a wasteland settlement is too small!"

"Boss, isn't this place small?" Hu Bin scratched his head, a little confused, "There are at least tens of thousands of people here."

"There are a lot of people, but they are too poor!" Ye Fan looked at him and pointed to the slums behind him, "Think about it, how many people can afford the goods I brought?"

Zhao Liang and the others thought about it, then nodded thoughtfully.

"So, if I'm not wrong, the management office will organize the convoy in the next step," Ye Fan nodded affirmatively, "Follow them back to the settlement in the valley for trade. And this is also our opportunity!"

"Boss, are you going too?" Shi Bai looked at him, "But you just said that they don't lack food."

"There is no shortage of food, so do they lack this?" Ye Fan chuckled, and he took out a large piece of beef and...a pack of cigarettes from his portable space.

"Gulu" sounded several times, and Zhao Liang and Shi Bai's Adam's Apple moved up and down involuntarily, and the sound of swallowing saliva was also made by them.

Ye Fan couldn't help laughing seeing the two of them looking hopeless.

Cigarettes, in this zombie-infested apocalypse, are definitely a first-class scarce commodity.

If it is possible to obtain meat by hunting those mutated wild animals in the wild, but as for cigarettes, it is extremely difficult.

In the past few years since the outbreak of Resident Evil, even if some people have a little stock in their hands, it has been consumed long ago.

Those old smokers, after a few years of torture in the "darkness", see a pack of cigarettes in front of them, and they are absolutely willing to give everything they have in exchange.

"It's my fault too, I forgot about it when I first came back." Ye Fan opened a pack of cigarettes and distributed them to the two, "Take it to enjoy yourself, I still have it here."

"Thank you, Boss!" Zhao Liang and Shi Bai were overjoyed, and quickly picked it up. They couldn't wait to find the source of the fire, and began to breathe.

"I've almost forgotten this familiar smell." After taking a deep breath, Zhao Liang finally exhaled the smoke reluctantly, "It's been five years..."

Ye Fan patted his shoulder and didn't speak.