After finishing all this, he opened his shirt and saw a small triangular mark, which was also an equilateral triangle.

"TMD..." There was some worry in his eyes, fearing that the rat was sick and infected with the plague virus.

If there is no virus, there is also fear of wound infection.

He carefully poured some water from the thermos cup and poured it on his stomach wound.

Alcohol is too expensive and requires ten points.

The medicine is also expensive and he can't afford it. He only has 3.8 points in total now.

"What a loss!" Gong Huo took out half of the leftover tortilla from his lunch bag.

He ate the tortilla very slowly. He bit a piece of tortilla and held it in his mouth. He waited until the saliva soaked the tortilla before swallowing it. Occasionally he drank a sip of water.

Eating in this way can fully mix the corn tortillas with saliva, digest them better, and squeeze out every nutrient to provide him with energy.

He ate for more than half an hour and only ate a quarter of a tortilla. He wrapped the rest in cloth and took it for breakfast tomorrow.

As for rats, you can roast rat meat at noon tomorrow, which is considered a meat-free month.

His stomach hurt slightly where the mouse had bitten him. He leaned back behind the warehouse door and turned off the ultraviolet light.

The moon is very bright today, and the moonlight outside shines into the store and is reflected through the walls of the store into the gap in the warehouse door.

Although the moonlight has become very faint after all this hard work, at least in this warehouse where you can't see anything, the moonlight coming through the gap under the door is the only light in the warehouse.

Looking at the dark warehouse and smelling the strong musty smell, Gong Huo was in a daze.

My mind was thinking wildly. At first, I was worried about whether being bitten by a mouse would cause inflammation and infection. Later, I was thinking about how to eat that mouse at noon tomorrow.

He fell asleep thinking about it...

He dreamed that he was lying on a comfortable sofa, watching a bloody TV series on TV. The doorbell rang, and he got up and went to the door to get takeout.

There were a lot of lobster, barbecue, beer and mutton skewers. He took these foods and returned to the comfortable sofa. He ate the midnight snack while watching a bloody TV series, and his mouth was full of oil.

Just when his stomach was full from eating and he was tipsy from drinking, a tall and hot beauty wearing loose pajamas walked out of the bedroom door. She looked at him pitifully and said:

Husband, why aren’t you asleep? Come in quickly...

He imagined wiping the oil stains on his hands and mouth, holding his wife's little hand and getting into the room to work.

In his sleep, he was drooling and had a look of enjoyment on his face, as if he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

...

Oil City.

Zuo Ruxue, Xiao Hu and others who transported food and oil from the north returned here before dark.

The imperial concubine joined the transportation brigade, so she also returned to the trading market.

The dinner here in Oil City is much better than usual, but it is not as good as the one at Da Zhangshu Headquarters Base.

Su Qian and the people in the cooking team worked hard for a long time and made quite sumptuous food for everyone.

The vegetables in the ancient cemetery are also ripe, and there are people selling wild vegetables at the trading market every day.

Therefore, level 123 personnel in Oil City can also eat fresh vegetables.

No one was drinking in Oil City, they just gathered in the big cafeteria to have a sumptuous dinner.

The third uncle talked to everyone, and then everyone was busy with their own things.

Today's trading market is very lively, bustling with people, and some shops even hung up a few lanterns made of paper.

The imperial concubine stood on the wall of the Oil City, looking at the lively trading market not far away, with brilliant eyes, and said with emotion:

"Less than three months after I left, the trading market has turned into this! What a huge change!"

Old Huang Baba smoked a cigarette, slowly spitting out white smoke.

"Yeah, I was surprised when I came here a while ago. I have to say it's a miracle."

The imperial concubine glanced at Old Huang, smiled and joked:

"Director Huang, you are now the person in charge of the trading market. I am also amazing. I was able to talk to Director Huang."

"You girl, the food tonight can't stop your mouth!" Lao Huang cursed.

Then he said with some concern:

"You said you were having a good time in the north. How comfortable it is to be a militia captain. If you have to go to the transportation brigade and run outside all day long, the risk will increase exponentially. What are you trying to do?"

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"You, you, I don't even know what to say about you." Lao Huang pointed at the imperial concubine with his yellowed index finger, shook his head and sighed repeatedly.

The imperial concubine saw that Lao Huang wanted to say something about herself but didn't know what to say about herself. She clearly felt cared about. Lao Huang looked very much like her father at this moment.

"Hahaha, if I didn't join the transportation brigade, you wouldn't even be able to see me during the Mid-Autumn Festival." The imperial concubine's voice was brisk, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she was in a good mood at this time.

Old Huang, who was smoking, paused slightly and said, "In the future, pay more attention to safety. It's okay to be cowardly when it's time to be cowardly. Saving your life is the most important thing."

It would definitely not be good if his words were heard by others.

But he still said it, which also shows that he really regards the imperial concubine as one of his own, which is why he said such heartfelt words.

The imperial concubine's heart warmed slightly, and she nodded and said, "Okay."

Xiaoye walked over from the other side of the wall and said excitedly to the imperial concubine:

"Sister Guifei, let's go to the trading market. It's so lively outside."

"There is an arena match worth watching tonight, Shen Xiaoxiao versus Liu Wenlong."

The imperial concubine asked in confusion: "The arena competition? What is it?"

Xiao Ye quickly explained: "Oh, it's just a gladiator fight. Two people are in the ring, fighting with their bodies without using weapons."

"Nowadays, people from many combat departments and civil and military departments often go there to participate in duels, as well as survivors from the trading bazaar. It's exciting to fight hard!"

Ever since Li Yu watched the arena match that time, he came up with the idea of ​​using the existence of the arena match to hone the melee strength of the members of their own team.

At the same time, you can also select some good people from these survivors and recruit them.

The concubine asked again with some confusion: "I remember, doesn't Shen Xiaoxiao work at a gas station?"

"It's okay. You can go if you want to. Don't waste Sister Shen's strength." Xiaoye said excitedly, "Let's go."

The imperial concubine's curiosity was also aroused, so she said hello to Lao Huang, and followed Xiao Ye down the wall to the arena.

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Chapter completed!