Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy!-Chapter 210: Longmen Base (1)

The journey hadn't been kind to them. They lost comrades along the way, and the group had dwindled further due to a strange sickness.

When spring finally came, they continued their travel.

They stopped at an abandoned farm where Tang Xue perished.

Zhao Lin's hand froze as she recalled the time she had spent with Tang Xue, her sister in arms, through thick and thin.

The farm was not far from the small base.

So that's how they met Nanzhi's group.

The road to the Longmen Base was filled with ruins—collapsed buildings and streets buried under mud and debris.

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The Lu Family had been responsible for at least thirty percent of the city's major architectural projects, including roads.

Unfortunately, most of their projects were shoddy, and after the heavy rains and floods, the foundations had weakened, causing structural instability and sinkholes to form in the roads.

Thankfully, the Lu Family hadn't completed the majority of their projects, and those that had been finished collapsed only after the people had evacuated.

Knowing there would be an entrance fee at the Longmen Base, Nanzhi noticed Zhao Lin's anxious gaze lingering on the shops still stocked with supplies.

"Let's stop here," Nanzhi suggested. They would search the shops and avoid explaining the origins of their supplies.

Perhaps because of the exorbitant prices for the entrance and accommodation of teh last base, Feng Ran, Baoyin, Hei Qian, and Bingwen were all notably active.

After clearing the area of alien beasts, they scoured the stores like thieves.

They spotted Cho Jin shamelessly stepping forward to loot the supplies, especially medicines for his injuries, with Helen Wu limping behind him.

"Helen, my arm hurts. Open the bags," Cho Jin grunted.

Helen Wu looked displeased as she examined Cho Jin's injury, but she still obeyed. As she opened the bags, Zhao Lin walked past, her eyes narrowing in a glare at Helen.

Helen's condition wasn't much better, and the trauma she'd suffered the night before weighed heavily on her. She didn't say anything, simply staring at Zhao Lin's retreating back.

When her eyes met with Nanzhi, Helen shuddered and instinctively hid behind Cho Jin.

Nanzhi gave Helen a cold, dismissive glance before stepping into a nearby jewelry shop. If she had been Zhao Lin, she would have ended Helen's life last night.

Helen peered toward the shop where Nanzhi had entered. Once Nanzhi was out of sight, Helen's courage returned, and she sneered, her lips curling into a mocking smile.

She acted so pure, but in reality, she was just another vain woman.

As Nanzhi's team approached, the towering stone gates of Longmen Base came into view. Despite the apocalypse, the historical site still stood—its ancient carvings barely visible beneath the grime of disaster. The walls had been reinforced with scrap metal and barbed wire, transforming the once-proud landmark into a fortress.

Even though it was still early morning, a long line of survivors, both walking and in vehicles, stood waiting for entry outside the gates.

Nanzhi was suddenly hit with nostalgia. This was where she had first met the person who taught her medical skills. Back then, life had been harsh for ordinary people like her, and that person had been her guiding light.

Lin Weihao had never passed through this place in his past life. He had only heard of it through rumors. His eyes scanned the surroundings, absorbing every detail.

"Entrance fee is five kilograms of food or five Tier 1 spars per person," the guard announced.

Feng Ran, by this point, was no longer surprised by the steep prices.

The main gates creaked open, revealing the inside of Longmen Base.

Immediately, Nanzhi's group was surrounded by people.

"Two packets of biscuits, and I'll show you around," one man said eagerly.

"Pick me! I'll do it for just one bottle of water!" another voice called out.

Among them was a little boy—no older than ten. His face was streaked with dirt, his clothes hanging loosely off his thin frame.

"Big Sister, Big Brother! Please, do you have food?" His voice was hoarse and tired. "I can show you the best places inside!"

Nanzhi glanced at the patch on his clothes and selected him. The others backed away reluctantly.

"Okay, here's the advance," she said, handing him a biscuit and a bottle of water.

The boy clutched them tightly, stuffing them into his small, worn-out bag.

Nanzhi spoke again. "I suggest you eat here. Otherwise, you won't have the energy to show us around."

The moment her words left her lips, Nanzhi noticed the greedy and hungry looks from the people in the slums who were eyeing the boy. It was clear that once they left, those people would try to rob him.