Zhao Yanxun left, but the two corpses at the gate of the square all showed his presence.
"What are you still doing? Hurry up and close the door. What will you do if the monster comes out?" Cheng Wenguang yelled.
At this moment, Zhao Yanxun and his party had gone deep into the workshop. At this time, he finally dared to speak.
"Close the door, and the showy Prince Yong will become a turtle in a jar... Hahaha!" Wu Yunsheng said with a smile.
Comparing Zhao Yanxun to a turtle, no one would dare to make such a joke in normal times. Insulting an imperial relative would be a serious crime that would kill one's head, but Wu Yunsheng said it at this moment.
At this moment, this sentence is not just a joke, it also contains a temptation.
A collective test of the Yuanyang dignitaries to test their attitude towards Zhao Yanxun.
Sure enough, one, two or three people laughed one after another, and then almost everyone in the scene laughed.
This shows that everyone has reached a unified attitude towards Zhao Yanxun, and the respect they should have for the royal family has collapsed.
It can be seen from this that the original world order is gradually collapsing, and the binding force of the etiquette system is getting weaker and weaker.
At this moment, someone said in a cold tone: "Everyone, if this King Yong really dies inside..."
The next words were not said, but everyone present knew what to say next.
The death of this unscrupulous, overbearing and overbearing King Yong is by no means a bad thing for everyone.
Fortunately, they can only think about these things.
First, he didn't have the guts to kill Zhao Yanxun, and second, he didn't have the ability.
So they could only pray that the monster inside was powerful enough to kill Zhao Yanxun directly.
After venting their dissatisfaction with Zhao Yanxun, everyone turned their attention to Chen Ruilin, who was equal to a traitor in their eyes.
"Everyone, I am also forced to have no choice!" Chen Ruilin said with a bitter smile.
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Besides, when Zhao Yanxun and his party entered the workshop, the screams inside became more and more harsh. I don’t know how many people were killed by zombies.
"Follow the sound!" Zhao Yanxun said solemnly.
Zombies will be attracted by sound. The bigger the business there, the more zombies there will be, and the more there are, the louder the noise will be. There is a positive promotion between the two.
They moved quickly in the house, and Zhao Yanxun also asked the guards to shout, warning the residents to close the doors and windows.
The shouts of everyone in the palace made the people in the square feel a lot more at ease and gave them hope of living.
As they got closer and closer to the place where the screams came from, the guards began to become nervous. They were ready to fight at any time.
The guards Zhao Yanxun brought this time were a completely different group of people. He was trying his best to let more guards have the experience of killing zombies.
Getting closer and closer, Zhao Yanxun turned on the system perception, and the situation within thirty meters was clear at a glance.
"There are more than a dozen monsters in front of us. Everyone, please be careful and chop them on the back of their necks to prevent their blood from splattering into their seven orifices!" Zhao Yanxun reminded.
They rushed in, and the noise was so loud that the zombies who were "eating" rushed towards them.
The two sides met at the corner of the alley and started fighting quickly.
Zhao Yanxun's sword went in and out of the dragon, and his strikes were swift and swift, and he quickly killed five zombies.
The new batch of guards, who were in a hurry at the beginning, gradually stabilized their minds when fighting zombies.
In fact, even the several batches of guards Zhao Yanxun led had to go through such an adaptation process, and the number of such natural-born killers was extremely rare.
Zhao Yanxun was not idle next. He knocked down the charging zombie with a flying kick, then stepped forward and chopped off the zombie's head.
Zhao Yanxun is extremely strong. For him, beheading is as easy as drinking water, as long as he grows hands.
"Ding, kill a zombie, get 1 skill point, and currently have 13 skill points!"
Next, Zhao Yanxun's attack became even more fierce. He was like a lion rushing into a flock of sheep, hacking the zombies into pieces.
With him taking the lead, the guards' morale was high and they killed several zombies in a row.
As for their fighting, the people around them saw it through the cracks in the windows. The bloody and brutal scene was a huge shock to them.
Two minutes later, the fight ended, and Zhao Yanxun had a total of 17 skill points at this moment.
He did not rush to the next place, but stayed where he was to recover his strength.
Just now, he had shot with all his strength, and his casual physical strength was only thirteen and a half, which meant that it would take him five minutes to fully recover.
"Your Majesty, look ahead...it seems to be the Hu family's granary!" A guard pointed ahead.
Looking in the direction pointed by the guard, Zhao Yanxun saw the plaque of the Hu family, where the largest granary in Yuanyang City is located.
"Have a look!" Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice.
In today's situation, the importance of food is self-evident.
Therefore, Zhao Yanxun really wanted to know how much food the Hu family had saved, and he had the idea of taking it as his own.
Zhao Yanxun was full of expectations as he walked over with the guards.
Outside the gate of the Hu family's granary, several corpses that had been bitten to pieces and bruised were lying here.
Half of these people's necks were bitten off. If nothing unexpected happens, they will mutate in the next hour or two.
Without waiting for Zhao Yanxun to greet him, the guards swarmed up and cut off the head of the corpse.
"Go in and take a look!" Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice.
Then he led the guards and strode into the door.
There were many dead bodies inside, some of them were so badly eaten that half of their bodies were gone.
The blood on these people had solidified and could mutate almost at any time. The guards cut off the heads of these corpses as quickly as possible.
When he came to the inner courtyard, Zhao Yanxun's eyes were opened. There were more than a dozen large warehouses inside.
Standing under a granary, Zhao Yanxun waved, and the guards found a ladder and climbed up.
When I opened the lid and looked inside, I saw that it was full of grain (wheat, produced in the northwest).
"My lord, it's full of food!" the guard said with great joy.
Again, food is hard currency in this world, and no one would be unhappy if they saw it.
"Don't just focus on being happy, take a look at everything else, go and find two more people... find the book that records the entries and exits!" Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice.
The guards all got busy, and Zhao Yanxun ordered people to bring stools and sat in the middle of the yard to wait.
Ten minutes later, the guards checked the granaries and found that most granaries were full.
Finally, the book recording the incoming and outgoing grain was also found, and Zhao Yanxun learned that there were three thousand shi of grain in this place. (One stone = one hundred catties)
The palace's current food reserves are approximately more than 8,000 dan, which Zhao Yanxun has tried his best to obtain.
Based on previous experience in selling grain, the Hu family's grain reserves are generally around 500 shi, which are purchased from outside the city every day based on sales volume.
Before the city was closed, even if the Hu family did not do business, they would have at most five to six hundred shi to store food, but now they have so much here.
Zhao Yanxun was once again surprised by the Hu family's methods.
At this moment, he felt a little regretful. Maybe he should not have killed Hu Maode, but should have let this guy live, and then he would continue to be the captain of the transportation team.
That's right, Zhao Yanxun has already regarded the food here as his own.
Although three thousand shi of food is a lot of food, with the 100,000 people in Yuanyang City, it can be eaten in seven or eight days.
Even if it is only for the palace, it will last for more than half a year at most.
"Your Majesty, these grains..."
The guards are all very jealous. If they are asked to fight for food at this time, they will definitely be willing.
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Yanxun said slowly: "We will catch those who were bitten and scratched later. Don't rush to chop off their heads. After killing them, send them all here!"
After killing them, send them all here. If you don't chop off their heads, you will just let these people mutate here.
In this way, others cannot obtain food from this place, and the food naturally becomes the palace's.
