However, the other person just looked at him without taking any action. It was so quiet that it seemed as if all his feelings were just an illusion. For the sake of safety, when acting with Han Yang, Guo Xiaobei didn't even dare to pick up a single straw.

  However, the good days didn't last long. All the places nearby were rummaged clean. There were relatively more factories and warehouses in their area, so the teams that didn't plan to enter the survival base were all stationed nearby. Soon, there was nothing edible left around. For survival, they had to go to more distant places. What's more important was that their water was almost used up, and water could only be bought from the survival base.

  Compared with them, life in the survival base was much better. Besides having its own water supply and power supply systems, it also had its own vegetable fields and grain fields, just like a self-sufficient small city. The increasingly difficult days made people's hearts start to waver again. Although they weren't starving yet, the amount of water each person could drink every day was getting less and less, and everyone's lips were chapped.

  Finally, the information left by a passing team stirred up the whole team.

  It turned out that the brain nuclei in the heads of zombies actually had some value.

  This was something that even Brother Xu hadn't expected. It could be said that in this team, except for Guo Xiaobei and Han Yang, no one had noticed that there was something in the heads of zombies.

  For one thing, such things were so disgusting that normal people would vomit just by looking at them. Who would look for something in that yellow-greenish brain pulp? Moreover, after killing zombies, everyone fled immediately. Who would have the mood to see what else zombies could bring?

  When this news spread, everyone was silent. A fortune or something that could save lives had been discarded by them in vain.

  In the survival base, besides the materials that could be brought in through barter, there were two kinds of currencies. One was a kind of banknote with a face value issued by the supernatural power base. Although it was called a banknote, it was actually a thin piece of metal with a special paint sprayed on it to show the face value, and it was the common currency in the base. The other was the zombie brain nucleus.

  In the base, a person could get only ten one-yuan face value common currency by working a day. One yuan of common currency could buy a steamed bun or food of the same value. And a most ordinary white brain nucleus could be exchanged for ten-yuan face value common currency.

  That is to say, killing a zombie could get ten steamed buns. The steamed buns in the base were even smaller than the smallest knife-cut steamed buns before the end of the world. A big man could only eat enough for a day if he ate sparingly.

  Of course, it wasn't so easy to save the remaining money. Although there was water, electricity and houses in the base, all of them were charged, and the prices were not cheap.

  With money, everything was easy. Without money, one could only accept the arrangement and live in the place arranged by the base personnel, a place that was basically free. It cost a hundred yuan a month, but it was a large dormitory without an independent bathroom and only a few hours of electricity supply every day.

  Many people had no choice but to choose to go out and kill zombies. But zombies were becoming more and more difficult to deal with, and the situation made many people take risks.

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  Guo Xiaobei had a lot of white brain nuclei in his bag, he could grab a handful, and they were counted in hundreds. He even had quite a number of more advanced ones. He knew that Xing Fang wanted to send his sister to the base. If he just took out a handful, he could let Tian Tian live a very good life in the base. But he just couldn't. He could only watch Xing Fang desperately kill zombies and accumulate brain nuclei.

  Brother Xu could control the food, but he couldn't control people's hearts. The increasingly difficult days made the younger brothers who were originally loyal to him have different ideas. Anyway, they had to go out to look for food every day, and the places they went to were getting farther and farther, and the zombies they encountered were getting more and more. Brain nuclei could be collected every day.

  Although there were many people dispatched and many zombies were killed, on average, each brother could get one or two every day.

  Brother Xu didn't want these things. The brain nuclei were only about the size of a finger and could be hidden anywhere and were hard to find. Brother Xu was very angry about this at first, but gradually he became silent. He knew that the people under him were no longer the same as those when they first set out. The number of people asking to stay behind was getting less and less, and the number of people asking to go out to look for food was getting more and more. Brother Xu was angry about this in his heart, but he had no way.

  Everyone secretly accumulated wealth, living a life of killing zombies and counting brain nuclei every day, trying to find some joy in hardship.

  Until one day, when everyone returned to their small base, they suddenly found that except for those girls who were tied up, the factory was empty. Not only was it empty, but all the cars and materials were gone too.

  Xing Fang walked a few steps forward and untied the rope on Tian Tian. He asked what had happened. Tian Tian cried and said that Brother Xu had taken a few die-hard followers and his wife and brother-in-law to the survival base.

  There was a terrifying silence in the room, like the darkness before dawn. Then there was a burst of noise, and everyone started to curse.

  But whether it was cursing or crying, it had no meaning. Except for the discarded garbage and a small amount of materials they had just brought back, basically only they were left in the room. From today on, there was no food, no drink...

  The atmosphere of resentment spread in the room. They only had some primary white brain nuclei they had collected themselves, and nothing else.

  Guo Xiaobei felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit wrong. These people were restless, as if each of them had their own little plans, and their eyes when looking at people started to dodge.

  Guo Xiaobei nudged Xing Fang who was sitting beside him with his elbow and whispered a few words. Xing Fang nodded and waved at Tian Tian.

  At this time, except for going to the survival base, there was no better way. But in order to save a little money or let his sister Tian Tian live a better life in the base, he still had to continue to kill zombies outside.

  Guo Xiaobei and Xing Fang had discussed it. The two of them wouldn't enter the base. They would send Tian Tian in. Then she could earn enough food money by working a day, and he was responsible for killing zombies outside and taking care of her other expenses in the base.

  This was just in line with Guo Xiaobei's wishes. He didn't want to enter the base in the first place. Although it was safe for others, it might not be for him. He didn't want to lose his life just because of a momentary thought.

  Both Xing Fang and Guo Xiaobei were relatively powerful. Xing Fang's stick and Guo Xiaobei's spear were rare weapons in the apocalypse, much better than those of the team members who casually carried wooden sticks or baseball bats. Therefore, they had accumulated relatively more brain nuclei. Especially Guo Xiaobei, he had a large number of brain nuclei in his bag. What he took out was just the inferior ones deliberately selected so as not to scare others. Even if he sent all the people here to the base, it would be enough, and they could also live a very comfortable life.

  But he couldn't do that. He wasn't a savior, nor was he stupid. He understood the principle that too much kindness might lead to enmity very well. It was easy to give things away, but could he support them for a lifetime in the future?