The Rebirth of the Last Days and Return to [Fang] Hao

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"How can there be so many people?"

"Maybe you want to use this place as a base." There are many old and young people in the car. Their idea of using this instant noodle factory as a temporary base is understandable, but it is not easy to think about it.

Fang Hao also looked back at the wall outside the instant noodle factory with a surprised face. Although the area is vast and the population is sparse and the area of the instant noodle factory is not small, there is only a fence built by a circle of railings outside the factory, which is not as safe as the school hospital! Nowadays, the number of zombies here is relatively small, so to speak, but once the loss becomes more and more, how long can these railings last?

"Here It's not very safe. "

"They should find out the problem. If they have a soil power that can build a high wall, they can hold on for a while longer." He Zizhong is not familiar with them. Even if he said it, others might not listen. What's more, what they said was that they lived here these days, but they didn't say that they wanted to take this place as a base. It was just their guess.

After that, they didn't meet anyone again, and the robbers were not seen for the time being. After turning into the gate of the pharmaceutical factory and confirming that no one else was here, they went straight to the warehouse again.

Although production lines and assembly lines are also very useful, they have no idea what raw materials these drugs need and how to operate them. Although there are solar generators in the space, the electricity they can provide is limited. They are unable to get these things, so they have to stay here.

Although some of the survivors also realize the importance of medicine in the future, those pharmacies in the urban area can provide their needs. No one will come to this kind of pharmaceutical factory when they go out to collect materials. Compared with the instant noodle factory I've been to before, it's as clean as two worlds.

Boxes and boxes of medicine are quietly placed in the factory. He Zizhong and they get out of the car and clean up some zombies in the warehouse in the factory and then start to collect these medicines.

There must be no shortage of instructions and packing. This drug mainly produces certain anti-inflammatory drugs, but in addition to this kind of drugs, there are also hanging bottles and drops of the same composition. And the same brand of a cold medicine.

These are all good things. Since no one patronizes here, they are no longer polite and start cleaning up directly.

The pharmaceutical factory is very quiet. Even if there are cars passing by on the road, most of them turn a blind eye to it. When they entered the door, they closed the door, but it was not locked. None of the cars passing by stopped to check the situation.

Until evening, the two simply put the car into the space temporarily. They found a room in the nearby office building, and dodged into the space to have a rest.

The night in the space is naturally warm and peaceful. After dinner and finishing today's "homework" in the bathroom, he Zizhong climbed up to the second floor and went to bed with his beloved, who had no strength to lift his arms.