"When the temporary base has not been breached, the address cannot be changed within one month. However, the last base was attacked and destroyed by the enemy, and the commander did not rebuild it, so the system has defaulted the last temporary base as destroyed. The commander needs to

Is the current temporary residence set up as a temporary base?" Radar liaison Luna explained Han Feng's doubts and then asked again about whether to set up a temporary base.

"Can the address be changed at any time as long as the temporary base is breached? Is there a limit to the number of times this can be done? Are there any other adverse effects?..." Without answering Luna's question, Han Feng raised more doubts in his mind.

"As long as the temporary base is breached, other addresses can be changed as temporary bases. There is no limit on time or frequency, and there are no adverse effects. The only thing to note is that only bases that have been destroyed by default by the system can be changed to other addresses."

"..."

After listening to all Luna's answers, Han Feng fell silent...

I originally thought of using this method to take advantage of the system, but I didn't expect that the rules that seemed full of loopholes actually hid the most sophisticated pitfalls!

Only if the system recognizes that the base has been destroyed... In other words, if the system does not recognize it, Han Feng cannot change another address as a temporary base even if he deliberately brings zombies home...

"So the commander wants to use the current temporary residence as a temporary base?" Luna's question rang in Han Feng's mind for the third time.

"No, no, no change." Without any melancholy, Han Feng rejected it directly.

"Okay, Commander." After Luna finished speaking, she stopped talking, leaving Han Feng walking alone...

A few minutes later, a huge prison appeared in front of Han Feng...

Looking at the watchtower from a distance, a man in plain clothes was standing inside holding an assault rifle and smoking a cigarette.

"Luna, scan this place." Instead of moving forward rashly, Han Feng's first thought was to find out the facilities and various roads here.

"Report to Commander, radar scanning requires one hundred gold coins, please confirm."

"confirm."

"The radar is scanning, please wait."

"Radar scan completed."

After paying one hundred gold coins, a radar scan within a five-kilometer range appeared in Han Feng's mind.

"Oh my God." Han Feng couldn't help but exclaimed when he looked at the radar display.

The whole prison is densely packed with little blue dots! And each blue dot represents a survivor...

"How many people are there? Count them." In order to confirm how many people were in the prison at this time, Han Feng asked Xiang Luna.

"Huh? Wait! This is..." Before Luna could answer, Han Feng saw several small dots of different colors in the prison. Different from the blue of normal people, there was actually a small dot in the center of the prison.

There are three or four light red dots, and the size is a little larger than the ordinary blue dots.

"Report to the commander, there are 1847 survivors in the prison at this time. The small dots you see with different colors are the unique signs of the evolved ones. The unknown force affects the detection of the radar, so the colors will be different from those of ordinary survivors.

."

After listening to Luna's answer, Han Feng subconsciously looked at the area where Liu Rui and the others currently live.

"Sure enough..." After muttering softly, Han Feng saw two small reddish dots in his temporary residence.

It should be showing Lin Lan and Wei Peng, I thought of this

Han Feng suddenly remembered Liu Run, whom they had met a few days ago. The "monster" they said was extremely powerful.

"It's a bit difficult..." Frowning, Han Feng raised his steps and walked towards the prison door.

At the gate, there is a man sitting there under an umbrella. It seems that he must be the receptionist.

"Reported?" the man asked Han Feng at the prison door.

"Yeah." After finishing speaking, Han Feng paused and said, "Brother, is it safe here? I also heard people say that we are being taken in here. There are all man-eating monsters outside. It's really..."

"Shut up! Why are there so many words? Fill it out quickly!" The man interrupted Han Feng rudely, took out a notebook from the table and threw it on the table, signaling for Han Feng to fill it out.

"Okay, okay." On the surface, Han Feng picked up the pen and filled it out, but in fact, he was already impatient. If I didn't have something to do, I wouldn't have come in!

It's similar to the records in Huang Mao's notebooks. You also need to fill in your name, gender, expertise, introducer, etc.

Filling in the content that was filled in last time, only writing the introducer as None. After filling in, Han Feng handed the book to the man.

The man took the book and threw it into the table hole without even looking at it. He raised his head and looked at Han Feng and said, "Leave the ax, you go in."

"Um...brother..." Han Feng's weak, pitiful, and helpless look was vividly performed by Han Feng.

"Keep the ax! Get out!" With a roar, the man stood up, grabbed the fire ax from Han Feng's hand, and pushed Han Feng into the prison door.

Damn, what are you so arrogant about? Believe it or not, I’m going to run out now to challenge level 3 zombies and then run back here?! There’s no need for me to take action! You all have to finish the game! The dissatisfied Han Feng thought in his heart.

"..." After walking through Gate A of the prison, Han Feng, who was looking around, was stunned...

There are one post every three steps, one sentry every five steps, and from a distance, there are groups of patrolling personnel. What surprised Han Feng most was not the defense strength of these personnel, but... they each had an assault rifle! As they ran,

When the mobilization personnel lifted up the corner of his clothes, Han Feng also saw a pistol!

These equipments are no stranger to Han Feng, because the last task Lin Lan received was to guard a batch of such equipment!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Han Feng thought to himself; Could it be... could it be that these people attacked the prison guards? Or did the armed police get these weapons?

No...the weapons are far outmatched!

Thinking of this, Han Feng's heart tightened inexplicably. A bad thought quietly arose... Here, is there as many weapons as in the equipment library of the police station?!

Impossible? If prison guards and armed police have these equipment, there is no reason to let prisoners rule here? Besides...

"Hey! New here!"

A loud shout woke up Han Feng, who was deep in thought.

"What's wrong?" Han Feng looked at the source of the sound with a "frightened" look on his face.

A man carrying an assault rifle walked towards Han Feng, his strong body revealing two strong arms. Although it was a few blocks behind Han Feng's mobilized soldiers, for ordinary people, such a

His muscle mass is like that of a bodybuilder.

"Hands up! Check!" The man stood three or four meters away from Han Feng, maintaining a safe distance. The assault rifle in his hand was constantly pointed at him. Behind the man, there were three

A guy who looks like a younger brother

Follow behind.

Following the man's instructions, Han Feng raised his hands above his head and "cooperated" with the inspection.

"Have you ever been bitten by a zombie? Are there any injuries on your body? Are you carrying a weapon?" Han Feng was interrogated with a series of questions.

"No, not at all." As soon as Han Feng finished speaking, the man holding the assault rifle slightly lowered the muzzle of the gun pointed at Han Feng. He slightly tilted his head and said to the three people behind him: "Go, check it out.

"

"Okay, Brother Meng." The three younger brothers responded, and then walked towards Han Feng.

Ten seconds later, Han Feng was checked up and down by security, and the smoke and fire were confiscated. He didn't stop until the other party confirmed that he was not injured and had no weapons. Although everything on his body was taken away, his mobile phone was not.

Let him stay. Maybe the other party also thinks that mobile phones are just bricks in this apocalyptic world...

"You, go in!" After saying that, the man turned back and shouted: "No problem! Open the door!"

Following his gaze, Han Feng noticed that prison door B was guarded and could only be opened after making sure there were no problems.

"Go in! Someone will take you!" With a fierce look on his face, the man pushed Han Feng into door B with the butt of his gun.

When Han Feng passed through Gate B, he realized that he had just entered the prison. In front of him...the tents were close together, leaving only an aisle for one person to pass. And next to the tent area, mats were laid out one by one.

On the ground, it is obvious that this is a hierarchical division.

Looking further into the distance, one prison block after another stood. Through the window, Han Feng could see traces of flooring on each floor.

"Is it so crowded?" Han Feng muttered in a low voice and began to observe the surrounding environment.

"Hey, stop looking." Suddenly, a voice came from not far away, interrupting Han Feng who was watching.

"Follow me and I'll take you to find a place to stay first."

Looking at the man talking in front of him, Han Feng didn't say anything, but just followed him silently.

"From now on, you will live in this open-air mat area. It's summer and it's not too cold anyway. Once your contribution reaches a certain level, you can live in a tent. If your level is higher, you can live in a building." The man leading the way.

Walking in front, he was talking to himself. Han Feng, who was following behind, listened and watched.

Walking in an area full of mats, Han Feng looked at the people in the area. Everyone was lying or sitting on the mats in a daze, looking at the sky with empty eyes, not knowing what they were thinking in their hearts.

Suddenly, a voice came from the end of the mat area: "Hey! Stop fucking sleeping! While it's still dark! Come and move your things!"

"Huh? Moving things?" Walking behind, Han Feng asked the leader in front of him in confusion.

"It's okay, you're new here. Find your bed first and don't worry about it." The man in front of him answered Han Feng as if he didn't care.

But others were not as "lucky" as Han Feng. Although everyone's face was full of unwillingness, no one dared to disobey that person's order just now.

"What are they going to move? It's going to be dark soon." The leader in front of him was someone Han Feng had come into contact with in prison who had a pretty good personality at this stage, so he couldn't help but say a few more words.
Chapter completed!