The blind box of the plane was exposed, and foreigners cried for entry into China

I can't watch this anymore. If I keep watching, I'll leave my pants here.

The person whose line was up swallowed his saliva frantically and said what he had chosen to exchange.

"One box of mineral water, one box of instant noodles, and two of each kind of fruit..."

The person placing the order was interrupted by the boss before he could finish his sentence. "The maximum order for each item is ten, and the maximum order for fruit is three."

"Is that ten servings of each flavor or ten servings in total?" everyone asked impatiently.

The boss sighed and kindly advised, "Don't worry, everyone. We should save some for the brothers who haven't returned yet and the sparks in the base, right? Anyway, everyone will be able to buy it again soon."

"By then, we'll probably be divided into small teams, with limited numbers and time limits to take turns entering the mall to shop. With so many people in our base, we have to give our compatriots at the back some comfort!"

The boss' words were heartfelt. Everyone else couldn't help but express their sincere gratitude. "We understand, we all understand. Sell it quickly! Liushen has already started cooking up hot pot ingredients!"

The people in the front couldn't stand it anymore. "Just do as the boss said, pack it up for me, quick, quick, I'm so greedy just by smelling this that I want to swallow my tongue."

"Oh, please pack me another portion of cooked food. How much can this hold?" The person at the front of the line looked at the cooked chicken, duck, goose, and various braised dishes and cold dishes. He swallowed his saliva frantically, feeling dizzy.

"This can hold one of each. We've taken back all the cooked food there. It's not a lot. The owner said they'll be restocking it later. Don't worry about not having enough."

"There are still bags of prepared food. They just haven't been taken out yet. Everyone can take whatever line is yours!"

The Explosion Squad was busy in front of the stall.

Only Lao Liu was busy in the back, wielding his spatula and kitchen knife. He had set up another pot and was simmering white rice. He figured once the rice was done, he'd start cooking.

What the hell, such a sumptuous meal, as if it were the last.

Everyone looked at Lao Liu's busy and happy back, and cursed the corruption of the Explosion Squad in their hearts.

Hey, if we can't beat them, we'll all go up and spit on them. Not even one spit! It'll take a few spittings to make us feel better!

The people lining up to exchange supplies were getting faster and faster, and the food cooked by Lao Liu was getting less and less delicious!

This old man actually blocked out the smell! This fragrance won't be as valuable as it is now! He's so stingy that he won't let us smell it.

Although everyone was complaining, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, they didn't have to be driven crazy by greed.

The guards also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally no longer having to worry about the survivors ganging up on Lao Liu.

Even if everyone resisted and didn't grab it, I was worried that everyone would collectively spit at Lao Liu.

When the time comes, will we follow Lao Liu in spitting? Or will we spit along with him?

Hey, this is against the rules of our Guards. But, I really hate it.

The guards tried hard to maintain a basic appearance, standing expressionlessly on the periphery to guard the survivors.

Seeing more and more teams coming back, and after checking the roster and finding that everyone had returned to the camp without a single one missing, the captain of the guard army was so happy that he almost flew away.

It's good to be back. Right now, the mutant beasts, zombies, and strange creatures outside are not very strong in combat, so it's normal that there are no casualties.

He was happy that he had once again successfully completed his mission of leading a team out. He even led a team of survivors to complete the first mission on the mission list.

Not only would I have military merit upon my return, I would also receive commendations. The guards I led would also receive military merit and commendations. How could this not be something to be happy about?

And most importantly! The sooner you get home, the sooner you can go shopping!

The glutton in my stomach has been hungry and thirsty for a long time!

After closing the roster, the captain immediately realized what was going on, looking at the guardsmen who were both happy and distressed.

Don't worry about the details, the captain waved his hand, and the guards began to organize.

They dispersed to inform the survivors that they were about to break camp and return to base.

The survivors were also very happy. The survivors who came back later had heard about the "explosion team adventure" of the Sky Blasting Team from the survivors who came back earlier.

Unexpectedly, this Sky-Exploding Team really blew up the sky one day, blasting out the hope of fire.

——"Hope Mall"

This is the name of the mall that was passed down among the survivors. No matter what it was called before, the name passed down by word of mouth among the surviving flames was "Hope Mall."

The convoy returned to the base at top speed. As the overall environment gradually stabilized, most of the survivors, while possessing superpowers, had also evolved spiritual roots. The number of strange creatures, zombies, and mutant beasts was decreasing.

I don't know where they've retreated to, but those that wander around are no longer in such large groups, and the risk factor is also decreasing.

Therefore, it is rare to see a convoy of survivors flying very low back to the base.

What's more, after the guards guarding the base recognized which guard army led this team, they further denied that the survivor team had a big dinner outside, which led to diarrhea after eating strange plants together, and flew back to the base so low to solve important life issues.

This team is a large force that includes Liu Shen’s nine-man explosive team.

No matter what happens, this cannot happen.

Could it be that the Zombie King and his zombie army are coming to attack us? Or has the Mutant Beast King had enough of the mutant seafood on the coastline and has already returned from there?

In the base's top office, Mr. Zhuge took off his glasses and carefully wiped the lenses with a lens cloth, but his eyes were fixed on the convoy outside the base.

In order to see more clearly, I squinted my eyes unconsciously.

As the convoy flew back to the base and appeared within the sight of the base guards, something unusual was discovered. This was also reported to the highest official in charge of the base, Mr. Zhuge.

Mr. Zhuge recalled the latest news about the Zombie King, the Mutant Beast King, and the Weird King. Worried, he used his brain again to survey the area in the direction of their last collective appearance.

Ugh, I feel dizzy. I feel nauseous and want to vomit.

Mr. Zhuge used his brain more than twice in a month. This was a backlash.

I haven't felt this way for half a year.

Since the emergence of spiritual roots, these zombies, strange creatures and mutant beasts have gradually gathered in one direction from the territory of Flower Country.

After discovering this, I was certain that a king had emerged from their tribe. Considering the increasing number of spiritual root holders appearing in the base, it wasn't hard to guess that a king with spiritual roots, or perhaps wisdom, had emerged from these tribes.