Chapter 1301: Hot-blooded college student, online zombie slaying 23

Since it's a base, according to Jin Chen's experience, you definitely need to pay something to get in.

The fact is indeed so.

After observing outside the base's main gate for half a day, they obtained the following information.

This base is so-called "military control," but according to Jin Chen's observation, troops couldn't possibly appear like this in the early apocalypse, and moreover, no active-duty soldier would tattoo a black dragon on their arm for fear others wouldn't know they're bad.

But even so, many ordinary people still want to enter seeking refuge.

To enter the base's main gate, one must use supplies as collateral; according to the supplies handed in, they are divided into red, yellow, and green grades, and the treatment differs by grade.

The red zone is at the base's center; logically it should be easiest to get close to the generator core, but that would also inevitably draw more attention, making escape difficult later.

After Jin Chen pondered, under Jiang Chen's unusually keen observation of the gate, he figured out the exact amount of supplies needed for all three to get yellow cards.

The guard at the door, worn out from checking, gave them a card after just a casual glance.

Only after entering did they discover that, although called a base, it was actually a dilapidated but large vegetable market.

The outermost layer is the green zone; rotten leaves usually tossed on the ground and ignored have become hotly contested treasures.

After walking just a short distance, they saw several waves of people fighting, with no one intervening.

Some people were kowtowing, begging for food, not targeting anyone in particular, just hoping someone soft-hearted would give them a few biscuits or something to fill their stomachs.

Chu Shu couldn't bear it; he happened to have leftover bread from yesterday in his pocket, and was about to hand it over when Jiang Chen grabbed him.

"Can't give." Jiang Chen said.

"Why? I'm not giving anything else, just milk and bread."

Chu Shu looked, genuinely feeling pity.

Jin Chen tightly held Jiang Chen's hand, guarding against sudden danger, and lifted his chin to signal Chu Shu to look ahead.

Jiang Chen explained, "Most people only give a biscuit; the one just now gave the beggar two packs of crispy noodles."

Chu Shu saw that person surrounded by many emaciated, yellow-faced people, their eyes gleaming with desire; they wouldn't stop until they got it, even circling to prevent anyone from leaving.

Such a gaze and behavior made Chu Shu get goosebumps all over.

Jiang Chen, however, quickly withdrew his gaze, shifting it to the hand he held with Jin Chen, a faint light flickering in his eyes.

"Jin Chen."

"Huh?" Jin Chen looked back.

"... My hand hurts a little; loosen up."

His tone was refusing, but his eyes held a smile—clearly saying one thing while meaning another.

The smart college student Jin Chen said he had already seen through Dr. Jiang's thoughts.

"No, I'm afraid you'll lose it."

Even though it's a yellow-card base, it's extremely dirty and messy—a temporary shelter made of plastic and wooden poles like a vegetable greenhouse, inside a mire of mud.

Jin Chen didn't even want to go inside.

According to the map, the generator core should be… He stood in place, turned around, and finally locked onto three container huts not far away.

How to lure away so many people?

Jin Chen frowned in thought, then waved at Chu Shu, "You just said you felt pity for those beggars, right? I'll give you a chance to do relief work, and meanwhile draw away the people guarding the generator."

It's practically a very dangerous mission! But Chu Shu declared he would not shirk his duty!

Chu Shu put on a hood that Jin Chen didn't know how long it had been stored in his space, revealing only two eyes with a strong sense of sneakiness, and dragging a big bag of bread and biscuits behind him, he sneaked toward the green zone.

Handing out bread immediately attracted a crowd of beggars, who feared that if they moved slowly they wouldn't get filling food, shouting and screaming to rush and grab it.

For the first time, Chu Shu felt that doing charity was more exhausting than wits-and-courage battles against zombies.

The commotion here was quickly spotted by the supervisors, who swung their electric batons and rushed over to stop it.

"Enough, let's go."

Jin Chen took Jiang Chen's hand, weaving through the wreckage, and sprinted toward the red house not far away.

Outside the red house were a few guards holding modified military rifles, casually leaning against the wall yawning.

Jin Chen silently took them down; seeing that the house storing the generator was only a few meters away, he heard faint cries for help from the corner concrete yard, along with cursing and punches and kicks.

【It's the apocalypse savior, Host, hurry and save people!】0731 alarm blared, urgently reminding Jin Chen.

Jin Chen's steps toward the inside halted abruptly, and he changed direction to go save the person.

So annoying!

Jiang Chen didn't understand why, but upon seeing the teenager in the concrete yard being bullied to the brink of death, his steps following behind Jin Chen didn't pause.

"Who are you! He stole my food, you……"

Jin Chen was annoyed, not wanting to waste words; he slit the throat of the big-headed, big-eared man with a dagger, quickly downed him, and dragged the boy's arm out from the corner.

【Detected apocalypse savior Su Shan, life critical—Host, please immediately administer treatment; after one month, hand him over to the research institute for virus dilution experiment. Mission difficulty: let the savior voluntarily accept the virus dilution experiment.】

Su Shan, on the verge of death against the wall, with weak consciousness sensed he'd been rescued, dazedly opened his eyes and saw Jin Chen's face, very blurry.

His eyes were bloodshot from being beaten, and he hadn't been able to see clearly for a long time.

"Hey, are you still alive?" Jin Chen waved his hand in front of his eyes.

"Save me……" I don't want to die.

Su Shan struggled to scratch Jin Chen's collar, and after barely uttering his plea for help, he completely passed out.

Jin Chen: "……"

Jin Chen almost pushed the boy leaning into his embrace away.

Hold steady; if you push him away again, he'll really die.

Jin Chen braced his arms on Su Shan's shoulders, a few inches from his chest, face tense as he watched Jiang Chen treat Su Shan's wounds.

Su Shan bore many wounds; almost the worst injury Jiang Chen had seen since the apocalypse began, aside from his face, his body hardly showed any decent flesh.

Jiang Chen, as expected, began to tremble and palpitate; on one hand, his profession drove him to quickly rescue this poor boy, on the other hand he temporarily couldn't overcome the shaking caused by inner tension.

Psychological barriers aren't so easily overcome, but Jiang Chen still pursed his lips, seriously tending to the most severe wound, but could only do that much.

Jiang Chen lifted his head to look back at Jin Chen, his tone grave, "We need to do suturing surgery as soon as possible; there are no conditions here…… I'm afraid we have to go to the hospital."

But that is only the ideal state; now the apocalypse is in chaos, the hospital is also crowded with people, and there might even be more mutated zombies.

Jin Chen soothingly squeezed Jiang Chen's hand, glanced at the red house, "First take the generator, leave this place then go look for a hospital."

After saying that, holding his hand as if it were hot, he hurriedly hid the already fainted Su Shan back, and also pulled some shading cloth from the parking lot to cover him.