Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Xia Youmi was still entrusted to Jiang Cha for protection.

I don't know what Meng Jihuai said to him, but although the other party still looked unwilling to sever ties, he basically wouldn't let Xia out of his sight.

The little water droplets are collected every day and given to the team leader.

Meng Jihuai is very efficient.

That evening, the team held a meeting to discuss the matter of speeding up.

Even though Rong Minghui and the others had their own opinions, they compromised due to their survival instincts in the face of the apocalyptic crisis.

June 9th, afternoon.

The team, having prepared their equipment in advance, drove a truck to the south gate of T base.

Unfortunately, the South Gate was not open today.

If you want to go to the North Gate, going east would require crossing the border, which is unlikely. Going west would alert the nearby Y base, which would be even more troublesome.

"Captain, what should we do?" Vice Captain Bai Wenyao asked worriedly.

The information provided by Base T was vague, and the team members were not very clear about it.

Meng Jihuai stared at the flags on the lookout tower outside the South Gate, waiting quietly.

He knew what was going on.

June 10th is the South Gate open day, which means you can walk through openly and legitimately, but with so many people around, there's a high risk of the news leaking out.

Come ahead of time, as soon as those people see his sign.

They would give a coded message so that they could head south to report back sooner.

Seeing the captain's calm and collected demeanor, some people relaxed and waited patiently.

But some people don't think that way.

"What are you pretending for? You're making the whole team suffer because of your own mistakes." The second-generation members of the small circle complained in a low voice. They were mostly in another car, so they weren't afraid of being overheard.

"Tch, I don't believe it. What do you mean you can't open the door? Only Meng Jihuai follows the rules."

"Just knock on the door!" Rong Minghui said nonchalantly.

In their eyes, these so-called randomly opened gates are set up for ordinary people, and they can enter whenever they want.

There is no such thing as luck.

It's just an excuse to reject the weak.

"Boss, I'll go call them!" one of the most eager underlings chimed in.

His name is Jin Gang, and as his name suggests, he is a metal-type ability user. His ability is to generate a defensive shield, making him a master of both charging and escaping.

It also has enhanced agility at level two, and likes to stand out and cause trouble.

"That's not a good idea, the captain didn't make any arrangements." Most of the more conservative ones have superpowers that are not suitable for combat; in a real fight, they would often be cannon fodder.

Those who shout the loudest tend to run the fastest, so they usually don't approve of mindless actions.

"What are you afraid of? Obviously, the captain will just wait. I'm just helping to notify the people inside. Are we really going to wait here outdoors if we don't open today? We'll only know how dangerous it is when we encounter a horde of zombies." Jin Gang rattled off without taking a breath.

"Fine, you're all talk."

"Time waits for no one, I want to get to Base A as soon as possible."

"Go!" Rong Minghui nodded, and Jin Gang dashed off in a flash, so fast that the people discussing in the other truck couldn't stop him in time.

"This? Captain." Vice-captain Bai Wenyao was annoyed.

"Bring back those things that only cause trouble." Meng Jihuai stubbed out his cigarette hard.

After saying that, Bai Wenyao rushed out. He was an earth-type ability user, but his ability to create earth mounds was more flexible than the fat man's, and he could manipulate the small changes in the shape of the ground.

"Hey! Open the door. I need to speak with your boss!"

"Hey, cough cough!" King Kong shouted with his shield open, showing no intention of being discreet.

Bai Wenyao immediately enveloped him with smoke and dust, then controlled him to lead him back.

To some extent, the shouts of King Kong have subsided considerably.

"No, what are you doing! Let him go." Members of the second-generation team came to help and berated Bai Wenyao.

Some people secretly threw supernatural abilities at him, while others came to his aid, leading to a fierce internal struggle.

It's still right in front of someone else's base.

"Everyone stop it!"

"Don't hit your own people."

Meng Jihuai watched coldly as the mole received the message.

It's simply impossible to transport the "experimental seed" out today.

The original plan was that even if he arrived early, as long as the people waiting inside saw him, they would give a signal on the flag, and they would just wait to pick him up.

If trouble is caused, it will only alert those who shouldn't know the information, thus hindering the transaction.

"Ouch—" Jin Gang suddenly stumbled and was kicked to the ground.

"Who is it!" He was covering his buttocks and turning around when he saw Meng Jihuai's death stare.

Everyone stopped what they were doing.

"Get back in the car," came the command in a voice as cold as ice.

"Yes."

Everyone's wise to be pragmatic now.

Meng Jihuai personally drove the truck, raising a cloud of dust as it drove away from the T base area, with several off-road vehicles following closely behind.

The people at the base breathed a sigh of relief.

Today, the army commander personally inspected the warehouse; even if the doors are opened, no one can be allowed to leave.

Making a scene would be bad for everyone.

For the first two months of the zombie outbreak, everyone was ordered not to move around and could only stay inside their own base.

This is why the team is still circling around a base.

Now that it has just opened, there have been quite a few riots in just one month.

Some people even took the opportunity to hoard supplies.

Taking advantage of their positions, they made a fortune by trading between bases.

It has severely depleted a lot of resources.

In no time, the news spread, and everyone began to tighten their grip on their own warehouses.

As a major grain producer, Base T has an obligation to help other bases, and it is perfectly normal for them to take some seeds for experiments.

However, as one of the border areas, it also has a considerable amount of military reserves.

Furthermore, since the T base was not designated as military land, its reserves have become the target of some people.

Meng Jihuai was one of the teams that received the mission.

He needs to transport a truckload of weapons, which will be concealed by grain seeds and unloaded before reaching the C base laboratory.

Apart from Xia Youmi, who had seen the storyline, no one else in the team knew about this mission.

However, this trip is unlikely to go smoothly at all.

Even if the smuggling was successful, Meng Jihuai would just be used as cannon fodder again, let alone an inside man.

This is the only way to see the true face of a certain base, and it is also the process of the male and female protagonists leveling up by defeating monsters.

Xia Youmi had no reason to persuade him not to come.

Inside the driver's cab, the expressions of the men were solemn.

Jiang Cha, in particular, was so enraged that he couldn't help but want to start a fight.

"Brother Meng, I really can't take it anymore! When can I leave these people behind?" Jiang Cha no longer considered himself one of the second generation; he grouped himself and Xia Youmi together as Meng Jihuai's confidants.

It belongs to a completely independent camp.

"Just hang in there, you can leave them behind once Base A is ready," Bai Wenyao said casually, a sarcastic remark. He was a latecomer to the group, but he was the team leader who brought his team with him when they joined.

He's qualified enough to be a vice-captain.

"What's the rush? With their ability to cause trouble, they'll stir up trouble before they even reach Base A." A voice inside Jiang Cha kept saying: Run! Get away from these guys.

“I agree,” Xia Youmi chimed in.

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Jiang Cha looked at her strangely. This person never expressed her opinion on taking sides.

I saw a ghost today.

"There's rice!!"

"Appeared!"

Xia Youmi became nervous, and she didn't have time to pay attention to Jiang Cha's emotional changes.

Something was wrong outside; that was the warning that had been issued every year.

Almost instantly, Meng Jihuai changed direction.