Chapter 261 Seven

As soon as he entered the room, he was attracted by a burst of hearty laughter. Following the sound, he saw a young man with a sunny face sitting there with a smile. In front of him was a desk with a table on it. It's full of information and has a few very simple decorations around it.

The young man stretched out his hand and motioned for her to sit down and talk, then waved his hand to Lucas, who nodded and exited the room.

"Would you like anything to drink?"

The young man pointed to the cabinet next to him. Yang Jing looked over and found that it was filled with drinks, most of which were cola. Only the cabinet at the end contained some expensive-looking wine.

He waved his hand to show that he didn't need it, but he saw the young man stood up and took out a bottle of Coke from the cabinet. It seemed that the other person liked Coke very much.

She took the opportunity to briefly look at the layout of the room. It should have been an office before. The posters of various baseball stars on the walls had not been removed, and there were many trophies and signed baseballs.

Obviously this should be the stadium owner's office, but the young man was very relaxed. He poured himself a glass of Coke, picked it up and took a sip, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Then he noticed Yang Jing's gaze, smiled and stood up directly.

"This was Turner's office before, you know? My two favorite things waiting for me are baseballs and Coke. That's why I moved here from Birmingham."

"You lived in Birmingham before?"

"Yes, I moved here half a year ago because Coke in Birmingham is getting harder and harder to find, but Atlanta is different. This is the place of origin, so the inventory is naturally much larger."

Yang Jing was a little speechless. She had never heard of anyone taking the risk to come here from such a far away place just to drink Coke. The word "crazy" suddenly came to her mind, but she didn't dare to say anything. She could only think in her heart. Thinking silently.

Moreover, the reason this guy said was so outrageous that she couldn't say whether it was true or false, so she had to stay silent and wait for his next words.

Seeing the hesitation on the girl's face, the young man suddenly smiled.

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Severn. I am the leader of the Turner Field colony. I wonder what I call the lady?"

"Krystal."

"Wow, what a name."

"Thanks."

"Haha, Miss Crystal, welcome to the Turner Field Colony."

Yang Jing's heart skipped a beat, what does this mean? When did I say I wanted to join here?

"Wait! I still need to find my father!"

Seven calmly pressed his hand to signal her to relax, then pointed to the door and said.

"Don't worry, our people have already gone to invite them."

This sentence was an understatement, but the words please were slightly aggravated.

Yang Jing didn't pay attention to this detail at all. Hearing this, he felt a little relieved, but then he thought about whether the person Lu Jiayi had just killed would affect his father and brother. Moreover, this person named Saiwen didn't look like a bad person. ,

"Well, Mr. Seven, we may have had some misunderstandings and conflicts before. Can you see if you can..."

Severn's expression looked like he didn't care at all. He gently waved his hand to signal her to stop talking, and then pointed to the court below.

"As you can see, we have our own system. Everyone here has to earn points by doing things. They are only allowed to live here peacefully if they have points. However, the base also has costs. The more points you get when you go out. Some, if you stay at the base, you will get less points. Once someone who goes out is killed for his own sake, his points will disappear, so I won’t care about what these people do outside.”

"Do you know why your friend killed someone but no one came to take revenge on you?"

Yang Jing didn't understand what the other party meant at first, and didn't know why he told her about this base, but now she understood a little bit, and sure enough, she heard Seven continue to speak.

"Because bringing survivors back to the base can be exchanged for points. This is also a means used by the base to restrict these people from killing innocent people. The most acceptable way for people in the apocalypse is equal exchange. You can get as much as you make. Very Fair, isn’t it?”

…

Half an hour later, Yang Jing stood beside a cornfield blankly. The people working around her just glanced at her briefly and continued to turn their attention to the work in front of them.

Twenty points? what does it mean?

It turned out that when she left, Seven told her that because she was a new resident, she would have twenty initial points, but he did not tell her the purchasing power of one point.

While she was looking around blankly, a childish voice sounded from behind her.

"Are you new here?"

Yang Jing turned around suddenly and found a little girl wearing a hat standing behind her. She looked very young and was looking at her expectantly.

Zheng was worried that he couldn't find anyone to talk to. How could he let go of this opportunity at this moment? He quickly squatted down and looked at the other person and said in a gentle tone.

"That's right, little girl, are you a resident here too?"

The little girl shook her head slightly and spoke again.

"I was captured."

"Me too, when did you come?"

"Many, many days, maybe a hundred days."

Seeing the little girl counting on her fingers, Yang Jing sighed to herself that she was stupid, how could such a young child keep track of time, and then she changed the question.

"Then do you know what the points here are for?"

I thought the little girl would answer me very quickly, but I didn't expect a hint of hesitation on her face, and she asked a question instead.

"Where were you arrested?"

"Uh, little sister, I asked the question first."

"But you also want to exchange information for information, right?"

Yang Jing was speechless, this sentence was indeed correct.

"Okay, I answer your question and you have to answer mine, can we ask once each?"

"Okay."

...

At the same time, at the entrance of Chinatown in Atlanta.

The crowd parked two cars at the entrance of the Chinatown Mall, and the rest of the people had retreated into the mall. The dozen people in the car all stared at the streets on both sides.

Glenn looked through the observation window for a long time, and felt that his eyes were a little dry, and the other party still showed no sign of appearing.

"It's been almost an hour, won't they come?"

"Impossible, we killed two teams of them, would you chase us?"

"Okay, don't talk, pay attention to the situation around you."

Raphael has been holding a gun since he came here, his eyes constantly wandering on both sides of the road, as if he is convinced that the thugs will come here.

"Look, is that a convoy over there?"

Raphael rushed over in an instant, followed the man's hand and looked at the street in the distance, only to see a few small black dots moving towards this side in the hazy smoke and dust.

"It's a convoy, get ready for battle!"