Qilin Base was the second large base along the way from Huacheng to Ludao, and its scale even exceeded the previous Goose City base.
That base had gradually developed into a fortress for mankind to resist demons.
Chu Qianxun and others came to the gate of the base, intending to go inside to get some necessary living supplies.
The walls of the base were huge and towering. It combined the city wall pattern from the Cold Weapon period and added the architectural style of the high-tech era. The outer walls were even reinforced with iron sheets dismantled from various places, which was very nondescript.
But at this time, everything was strong, sturdy, and able to withstand the impact of demons, so the appearance was something no one cared about.
Bamboo scaffolding was placed on the inside and outside of the city wall, and there were several gaps on the wall that were eroded by objects. Many workers were busy repairing and strengthening the scaffolding.
The tall walls were covered with different “patches” of old and new, indicating that this city wall had endured several wars in order to protect the residents of this side.
Two entrances and exits were opened at the gate of the city, and one side was provided for residents of the base with ID cards to enter and exit quickly.
There was a long line on the other side, and everyone who arrived at the base for the first time had to register there for testing. People needed to pay a certain fee for entering the city, receive a unified distribution of flyers, and inform them of the precautions for living in the base.
Most of the people who lined up there were people who had traveled long distances and had fled to this place.
The line moved forward slowly, and most of the people in the line were ragged and shabby.
Some people finally ignited a little anticipation for their future life because they finally arrived at the safe shelter.
Some people squatted deadly on the ground, numbly following the team and occasionally moving forward a step or two.
In front of Chu Qianxun and others were an elderly couple. The two gray-haired old couple held hands and cuddled together.
The old man had a gully face, a rickety back, dark skin, and thick fingers. He was obviously a farmer who lived in the countryside and worked all year round.
He looked at the sun above his head, took out a piece of dried sweet potato from his pocket and handed it to his wife, “It looks like we have to wait. Do you want to eat something first?”
“Eh, eat together.”
With her dark fingers, the old woman dug open the dried sweet potato and stuffed half of it into her husband’s hand.
The color of the dried sweet potato was not very good, and the shape was very irregular. It had unpeeled skin. Obviously it was not sold on the market. It was very likely that the two elderly people grew it after the apocalypse.
After the arrival of the demons, many young people who had lived in the city for a long time and had no different grains were not as capable of adapting to the environment as these old people living in the countryside.
The two elderly people squatted in the team, nibbled the dry food head to head. The old man stretched out his hand from time to time to help his wife push the hair that fell before her forehead.
“Your relationship is really good,” Granny Feng thought of her dead husband and missed him in her heart.
The old woman embarrassedly beat her husband’s hand off, “Don’t be like this, people will laugh.”
The old man was not angry, and smiled, “I’m noy afraid of people laughing. We are old, and staying a day more with each other is more than enough.”
He also turned his head and asked Granny Feng, “Isn’t that right, big sister?”
Granny Feng laughed.
She and her dead husband were also very close.
Her husband was a highly respected university lecturer. However, the professor who had always been elegant and knowledgeable never minded showing the harmony between the two in front of outsiders.