fictional doomsday

Wu Xian asked Shang Zhanbo to go to the transportation team and ask if there was anyone who knew about cars or had studied auto repair. When Wu Xian was recruiting people, he specifically asked Lao Wang to pay attention. However, such people were usually absorbed by the base. It's not easy to meet them either.

After a while, Shang Zhanbo came out with a middle-aged man. Wu Xian inquired a little and confirmed that the man had worked in an auto repair shop for several years before, but he did not do it because of some conflicts with the boss. , and then switched to selling auto parts.

wu Drive to the bus terminal to charge. This is indeed a bit troublesome. I don’t know if the car still has power. If it runs out of power, removing the seat will be useless.

Thinking of this, Wu Xian couldn't help but ask: "Sister Fang, if this bus runs out of battery, do you have to go to the terminal to recharge?"

Guan Haifang thought for a while and said: "It seems so, but now there are more trams on the market. There are new energy charging piles in many places, and buses can also use them!"

Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought about the inevitable power outage in the city, this electric bus was definitely not a long-term solution. He thought that he would still need to get some tourist buses, so he asked: "Sister Fang, what are you doing?" Do you know where there are tourist buses in Hangzhou? Sooner or later there will be a power outage, and we have to find a car that burns oil!"

"It's not very clear, but in the past we could often see a lot of people traveling in groups to Hangzhou on the edge of the West Lake!" Guan Haifang thought for a while and said.

Wu Xian nodded. He also planned to visit the West Lake Base. After all, the geographical location there is more advantageous than the Jiangdong Survival Base, and the island in the middle of the West Lake is an absolutely safe place. So far, Wu Xian has not found any Zombies can swim.

Another issue is the handover of materials from the Jiangdong Survival Base. Forty thousand kilograms of food a week, and one hundred and fifty sixty thousand kilograms a month. This may be simple for those who have just entered the apocalypse, but as the materials are consumed little by little, what will happen next You may not be able to find any food for hundreds of kilometers around, and in fact, the base only has a thousand people, and only consumes about a thousand kilograms of food a day. The light he turns in in one week is enough for the base to consume for a month, let alone The amount of supplies he has to hand over in a month.

The reason why Wu Xian agreed before was to expand his strength and form his team, and now he is doing the same.

Naturally, Wu Xian's various actions cannot escape the surveillance of the North District Armed Forces. Everything he does, and everything he does in the reception village, will be reported to Peng Wuye, the controller of the North District Armed Forces, immediately. Master Wu considered the agreement between Wu Xian and him, and a week was not long, so he ordered his men to cooperate with Wu Xian and meet Wu Xian's needs as much as possible.

For the armed forces in the North District, it is really difficult to get kilograms of food in a week. It would be great to be able to get kilograms of food from those residents' houses.

Previously, Lao Chen and Lao Gou worked together to sell illegal drugs at the base, and at the same time led a team to search for supplies. Only in this way could they hand over to kilograms of food every week. However, Wu Xian only had such a small number of people. To be honest, Mr. Peng Wu He didn't believe it at all, but he also saw Wu Xian's strength. He was also sure that Wu Xian was very strong, so he chose to believe in Wu Xian and give this powerful evolver a chance, which also paved the way for the long-term development of the base.

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Wu Xian led everyone back to where the bus stopped. He pointed at the bus and asked the middle-aged man: "Let's see if there is a way to start the bus. We plan to drive the bus away and park it here." It won’t be too long, the car’s battery should still be on!”

The middle-aged man took one look at it and suddenly had a headache. Although he had worked in an auto repair shop for several years, he had never repaired a bus. Looking at something that was one size larger than an ordinary private car, he felt... He felt a little guilty. In fact, he didn't have much ability. In the past, his work in the auto repair shop was all about simple repairs and replacement of parts. He didn't know how to do anything professional. Basically, he was a master in the auto repair shop. He Before I had time to learn, my boss fired me.

Although he felt guilty, he was still riding a tiger at this time, so he could only step forward cautiously, then glanced left and right, looked at Wu Xian and said: "Boss, you need tools for maintenance, and I have never repaired this bus before. , in case it can’t be repaired..."

Wu Xian also noticed his concerns. He threw out a pack of hardware tools from the car and said: "We basically have all the tools. You take a look first. If it doesn't work, forget it. But if you can handle it, you will definitely be rewarded!"

The middle-aged man originally planned to go up and deal with it casually, but when he heard Wu Xian talk about rewards, he thought of the promise they made when recruiting people, ten kilograms of food per person per day. It was much more generous. Even if the Northern District Armed Forces took them out, if they were lucky enough, the harvest would be nothing more than this. Since the other party mentioned a reward, it would definitely not be less than the salary, so it was like taking a shot of chicken blood, very quickly Ran into the car.

Wu Xian looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat and thought to himself: "It's quite lucky. The front and rear doors of the bus are open. It's probably because of danger. The driver let the passengers off in advance, or there was an accident. The people in the bus have become zombies and wandered away behind." But no matter which way it was, it became much easier for Wu Xian to seize the bus.

The middle-aged man sat on the driver's seat, and soon sweat broke out on his forehead. He was so nervous that he just left the car key on the bus, but he tried calling the train several times, but nothing happened. In response, he had to get out of the car, and then wandered around the front and back of the car, trying to find where the car's engine was.

Wu Xian couldn't help but be a little confused when he saw him wandering around, and said to himself: "What is he wandering around?"

Guan Haifang seemed to see what the middle-aged man was looking for. She got out of the car and stepped forward to help open the hood of the bus with a smile. Then she stood aside to help and told him as much as she knew.

However, the middle-aged man fiddled with it for a long time, but it had no effect. Now Wu Xian was standing aside, just watching. The middle-aged man was even more nervous, but now he had a rough idea of ​​where the problem was. , the vehicle's current transmission seems to have failed, or it may be that the vehicle is out of power.

In the end, he could only close the hood and go to the car to try it again. The result was that it still couldn't start. He was completely helpless. Looking at the two people standing outside the car staring at him, he could only bite the bullet. He got off the car and said: "Boss, there is really nothing we can do. This tram is not to mention a bus. I am just an auto mechanic in an ordinary repair shop. How can I ever repair this!"