Chapter 12 Kyung Won and Swimsuit Photo Album

There were no other bodies in the car. This business license presumably belonged to the person in the driver's seat.

There is this sentence in the description of the mutated mango: "In the end, everyone became the nourishment of this mango."

Jingyuan was in a complicated mood and probably guessed the truth of the matter.

How could a fruit shop owner crash his car into his own shop?

What he hit were the robbers, the robbers who broke into the fruit shop during the riot, both male and female. Those who broke in seemed like crazy and fought for the few fruits on the shelves, because they were substitutes.

Water is a precious food.

I am afraid that the entire city completely lost its functions at that time. The water supply system was paralyzed and the power grid failed. For several weeks, there were no trucks delivering food to the residents of the city to survive.

When the disaster first started, community workers would go door-to-door delivering daily necessities, but one day, those people never came again.

Hunger and panic spread to the body and psychology of every resident, and finally broke out at a certain moment.

Order has become a joke. Faced with the instinct of survival, people begin to snatch limited resources.

When the first person broke into the fruit shop, he got out of hand. Perhaps the store manager knelt down and asked the robbers to leave some fruit for him and his family, but no one listened to him. The robbers even struggled with each other.

There was blood and screams everywhere. The people stepped on the store manager's rickety back and hurried away with the things they grabbed in their arms.

Civilization and the rule of law were so fragile in the face of such a disaster. The store manager who believed in the kindness of people finally collapsed looking at the empty shelves.

He drove this red car and crashed into the crowd in the store. The front of the car was like a mallet hammering rice cakes, hitting the crowd again and again, smashing the separated "glutinous rice grains" into sticky

A thick lump of "rice cake".

The wheels twisted the woman's hair, and the cracked front end and the overturned metal pieces were like a meat grinder.

With the final impact, the sign of the fruit shop fell heavily to the cement and cracked into three boards. Everything calmed down, leaving only blood flowing on the ground.

One day after that, mutated mango seedlings took root and sprouted from flesh and blood, eventually turning into the scene Jingyuan saw today.

Everyone has become nourishment for the mutated mango in Jingyuan's travel bag. This is the truth, reality and cruelty.

Jingyuan sighed and stuffed the business certificate into the still intact collar pocket on the corpse's chest.

There was a thud and something fell onto the seat cushion.

He picked it up and found a bunch of keys. Each one was labeled with oily paper. The black words on the label were particularly clear under the blood stains. There were three keys in total, namely the door key, the counter key and the rolling shutter door key.

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The door key and the rolling shutter door key have no effect on Jingyuan. Generally speaking, the counter contains money, and there may be something valuable in the cashier.

He put the keys in his pocket and continued to search the car.

After shining a flashlight, I found an unopened bottle of purified water in the compartment, with a capacity of 500ml. The bottle was slightly deformed, but after inspection, no cracks or leaks were found.

Although the shelf life of purified water has passed, it means that some bacteria have grown in it. If you really need to pay attention to hygiene, just boil it for disinfection. It will definitely be cleaner than water from unknown sources outside.

He only had three and a half bottles of water left in total, so this bottle was considered a good harvest.

There was nothing left in the car, so Jingyuan threw the purified water into his travel bag and started to pry the trunk of the car hard again.

There was no reference, but Jingyuan felt that he must be very strong and he pried open the trunk lid smoothly.

In the trunk were a dozen rolls of paper, a box of bandages, five packages of expired cold medicine, and the rest were umbrellas, car covers, shoes, socks and other daily necessities.

Jingyuan took away the bandage and three rolls of paper.

He looked at the dirty and cracked gray sneakers on his feet, then took out the old-fashioned army green travel shoes, sat on the trunk, and tried on the spot to see if they fit.

The foot size is a little too big, but it's not a big problem. Just tighten the shoelaces. Since these shoes are stored in the trunk, they haven't been covered with dust even after several years. They look about 90% new, but they still look like that.

A practical material that is waterproof.

Although they looked rustic and dated, Jingyuan still felt happy to find a pair of neat new shoes.

He immediately put on new socks and new shoes, kicked his heels on the road twice, and walked for a while, full of energy.

The old pair of muddy and glued shoes were thrown carelessly on the roadside.

He took the counter key and walked into the fruit shop's counter. After some fumbling, he unscrewed the cashier box.

There are banknotes of different colors lying in the drawer. Although they are printed with big names that Jingyuan doesn't know, the denominations are all familiar to him: 1 yuan, 5 yuan, 10 yuan, etc. The largest denomination is the 100 yuan bill, which is a festive big note.

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Neatly arranged coins are arranged in the drawer on the far right, divided into five columns separated by baffles.

I took one of the banknotes, Jingyuan, and one of each of the coins engraved with different patterns as a souvenir.

In addition, he also found a bag and a half of coffee beans in the locker under the cash register.

The unopened bag of coffee beans was vacuum-packed and was still in good condition, but the half of the torn bag had become damp and moldy.

Jingyuan smelled a very faint aroma of coffee in the half bag of coffee beans, which was refreshing and refreshing. It was the best smell he had ever smelled.

With the idea that it would be better to smell it than to taste it, he put the bag of intact coffee beans into his travel bag.

With just a pull, a magazine pressed at the bottom of the coffee bean slid out.

The cover shows a scantily clad girl, a Hong Kong and Taiwanese beauty from the last century wearing a white bikini, with a slender waist and a voluptuous figure, with shallow indentations made by the thin strings of the swimsuit.

The beauty in a swimsuit has a bright smile, scissor hands in her ears, and behind her is a green coconut tree and rippling blue waves. She makes people feel confident and generous, and even her depressed mood is healed by her smile.

Jingyuan picked up the magazine, flipped through it, and confirmed that it was a very pure swimsuit photo album. Every page was printed with colorful beauties in swimsuits, and of course there were some interviews with the beauties and comments from the magazine editor.

In a post-apocalyptic life, spiritual entertainment is also very important. Your nerves cannot always be tense. You must learn to relax and have fun, and adjust your emotions and mentality.

Jingyuan is well aware of the importance of mentality. A person cannot live normally if he only has basic living necessities.

Gorky said that books are the ladder of human progress.

So Kyung-won wrapped the swimsuit photo album in a plastic bag and carefully placed it in the innermost layer of the travel bag.

In this way, when you are bored, you can appreciate the art of another world, cultivate your sentiments, and take a step forward on the ladder of books!

Jingyuan was so convinced.
Chapter completed!