Chapter 107: Arrival at the Black Market

They drove to the black market's door but they didn't stop.

A few ragged people were gathered in the black market's edge. The deathly pallor of their skins had replaced the faintest flush of color.

Hunger rooted them to the ground. When someone walked, they would stretch their hands for food, but no one would pay any attention to them. It may be a little promising for beggars before doomsday, as people would show compassion. However, after doomsday, more and more people were starving every passing day, how could beggars get any food?

Jiang Liushi looked at those beggars, shaking his head reluctantly. They all had hands and feet, but they didn't go out to search for food just because they were afraid of zombies. In fact, in doomsday, if one was afraid of death, their death would be awful.

There were no walls around the black market, only a simple sign was put in front of its door, which wrote, "Lan County trading area."