Even if it is a delivery in the grassland of later generations, you have to ride a motorcycle for hundreds of kilometers. Where are there so many places to replenish their supplies?

"So," Zhang Tianyuan come up with a way.
"One day, when we go into the city again, we will collect materials while searching for information. The Imperial City is big, and we will make up all the materials here. It should be enough to add a little more, right?"
Zhang Tianyuan looked at the material team leader.
The other party nodded to indicate that this idea is no problem.
"What about others? Any comments? "
They all shook their heads and said to obey Zhang Tianyuan’s command.
"Then it’s a date."
Keep a lookout and everyone will go back to the car to have a rest.
the next day
Zhang Tianyuan with all the people once again into the imperial city.
Last night, it was different to go out of town quietly.
This time Zhang Tianyuan went into town with a big horn on.
Several DJ dance music from the "212" world were circulated by the motorcade, with violent rhythm and loud noise, which could be heard in most urban areas.
There is even a nightmare in a building that is noisy enough to rest and scream in the dark.
When Zhang Tianyuan heard this …
Immediately asked Bai Xu to turn up the sound again.
He just wants to go to town noisily.
Only in this way can the lucky ones hear the noise and come to them.
It’s not just Zhang Tianyuan who parades through the streets with his horn on. As they move forward, there are people who are responsible for throwing bills out of the car.
These sheets are printed by "212" and brought here. They are waterproof and sun-proof.
Considering the endurance of this lucky person, Zhang Tianyuan did not write his parallel time history directly.
It is a selective narrative to hide its origin, otherwise Zhang Tianyuan is afraid that someone will regard himself as a doomsday shoe.
Zhang Tianyuan said that his group is helping the public, and they have enough food and medical resources, so they can be informed to pick them up by radio or wolf smoke.
There is also a map of the country, and some vanguard members are going to the grassland province overnight, drawing a point to show where they are coming.
After entering the city, Zhang Tianyuan had a computer plugged in for the first time.
Depending on the button pool of the motherboard, the motherboard can record the passage of time even if the brain is not turned on for several years.
So Zhang Tianyuan and others finally know the present-
January 9, 2001
It has been one month since the outbreak of KV virus.
"After such a long time, it seems that the city has already left, and it is impossible to walk."
Zhang Tianyuan sighed and waved and said, "Let’s all collect materials and prepare the northern grassland."
"Remember not to go near the unlit room or be careful before opening the door …"
There are plenty of materials in the imperial capital.
In his last days, the lucky ones bought a piece of bread and hit the dog’s brain.
But this logic won’t work when I am strange.
Because there are too few lucky people and too many materials in this world.
Forget it. It’s easy to get.
Nightmares are active at night, and they need a dark environment during the day, and there will be no glass room to stay in.
That is to say, by day, most of the materials in the city will be readily available, and everything can be taken at will.
What supermarkets, convenience stores and shopping malls …
If there is glass and light penetrating into the house, you can rest assured that you can buy it in yuan.
A city should have tens of millions of living materials to meet the needs of hundreds to tens of thousands of people.
It can be said that the lucky ones lived a well-off life in the last days.
Let the lucky ones in Resident Evil come. I’m afraid I’ll cry when I see this doomsday life!
……
Diduwai
A man is driving a motorcycle along the highway, and in the back seat is a thin boy hugging the man’s waist tightly.
There are several car full of people behind that man.
In the car, people look at distant cities and listen to the radio in the car, hoping and yearning.
The car radio keeps ringing, and it’s already broken-
"All lucky compatriots, our mutual aid association has arrived in the imperial city. We are trying to search and rescue all lucky people and are expected to go to the grassland in the north in one month. If you hear this broadcast, please contact us immediately."
"Is our home location …"
Chapter 17 Fortunately, there is still a turning point in our world.
In the passenger seat, a teenager in a blue coat is holding a four-or five-year-old dirty child in his legs. The two of them are holding the child naughtily and pulling it back. The teenager smiles from time to time and looks at the car with eyes.
"Is there really anyone else in this world besides us?"
The driver patted the heads of teenagers and children with one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand and said with a smile, "Since we can hear the radio, there must be someone coming. They should be waiting for us in the city now …"
"Don’t be so pessimistic!"
"Let’s light a cigarette for uncle first."
"Alas, smoke less. You …"
It took the motorcade half an hour to advance and finally entered the city.
A line of people stopped to identify the location.
"How far is it from the station where the radio said the mutual aid meeting would be held?"
"I don’t know. We didn’t find the marker they said."
"Anyway, let’s drive along the main city road and hit luck first. By the way, we can also bring something back and go out of the city at noon if we can’t find it."
"ha? I have to go back. We are all out. "
"If you can’t find someone, don’t you go back and feed those ghosts in the city!"
"Wait a minute. Do you think there are many things on the road ahead?" The boy in the blue coat ran over and quickly picked up a small stack of things.
"This is a bill!"
The people in the car are all excited, no matter whether men and women are coming to watch the young man’s hand, two people and one Zhang Cai are barely enough points.