In Lu Changqing's perception, there was a huge energy level in the warehouse.

The value is definitely higher than that of the second-level extraordinary person like Yangshan, reaching thirty-five points.

If it exceeds ten points, it will rise to one level.

Then ten points can be used as a qualified and normal first-order extraordinary, and above twenty is the second-order, and above the third-order is obviously more than thirty.

Lu Changqing is not sure how many third-level extraordinary people are in the base.

But according to his judgment, the leader and the two captains were definitely at this level.

When Lu Changqing thought of the people in the warehouse, maybe one of the three of them, he had no idea to say hello.

If he was the leader, although rumors said that he was lenient and was very kind to everyone, he must have formulated a series of interlocking exploitation policies at the base.

Lu Changqing doesn't want to deal with such a person.

As for the patrol captain Tu Jun, he offended his subordinates, Taishan and others. No matter what, the other party would definitely not like him.

Finally, Duan Liangzhi is left.

After hearing from Yang Shan, Duan Liangzhi admired him very much after learning about his drug injection, so he specially increased his share of training.

But it is better to have less contact with those who are unstable and moody.

Back at the dormitory building, took a shower, and Lu Changqing lay down to sleep comfortably.

Apart from not having too many entertainment activities and the Internet, this end of the world is actually quite comfortable!

After waking up, Lu Changqing went to the cafeteria to have dinner as before.

The portions of the meal were even greater than before. Wang Gang, who was cooking at another window, looked at Wang Qing in confusion, and then looked at Lu Changqing.

Lu Changqing smiled with a pursed lips and found a place to sit down and have a meal.

This time, no one came to mess with him.

On the contrary, several members of the inner guard came up to say hello to him after dinner and got to know each other.

This made Lu Changqing more clearly realize the essence of this world, and the strong are respected.

When people thought he was weak, people were unwilling to share cakes for him.

But when he found out that he was not inferior to others, he admitted that he was qualified to participate.

After dinner, I started to work.

Working is actually quite boring, although Cheng Xiaojun is chatting aside.

But the other party is a person who doesn’t know how to find topics, and is more in a question-and-answer mode.

After spending two or three days, Lu Changqing felt bored from all sides, he dug up the other party’s understanding of the Black Flag Base almost.

"This day is really boring!"

On a new day, Lu Changqing squatted at the gate of the power plant, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, watching the people transporting coal in and out.

Cheng Xiaojun stood beside him, smiling and silent.

Lu Changqing raised his head, "Xiaojun, don't you feel bored if you stay like this every day?"

"Born? No, I think it's pretty good. There's food and drink, what's the boring thing?"

Cheng Xiaojun was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand Lu Changqing's thinking.

Lu Changqing chewed the grass roots helplessly, and the mint fragrance emitted from his mouth made him breathe much fresher.

"Xiaojun, did you say you were a refugee in the past? What is an refugee?"

It might have been a bad experience, so that when Cheng Xiaojun talked, the smile on his face disappeared.

"The refugees are actually a group of people who live in unsettled places. They live in abandoned shelters, caves, or towns. They rely on collecting and looking for food to survive..."

From Cheng Xiaojun, Lu Changqing also roughly understood what group the refugees were.

People have the characteristics of hudding together to keep warm.

Some weak and unable to survive will subconsciously gather together and then survive barely.

They will search for edible wild fruits and wild vegetables in the wild, and search for expired food in towns.

But as the age of eternal darkness progressed, the food before the doomsday became more and more decayed, and their living space became increasingly scarce.

Moreover, towns have become more dangerous, and even some major forces dare not enter towns.

Therefore, the refugee gangs became more and more restless, so that after they had some force base, they often attacked some small forces.

It was from that time that refugees changed from poor groups to synonymous with riots.

Once there are too many refugee groups found, the large local organizations will often take the initiative to eliminate them and disintegrate them.

As far as Cheng Xiaojun knows, the D8 area is most enthusiastic about this activity, and it often drives its latest bombers and tanks.

Cheng Xiaojun was lucky. When their group of refugees attacked a small force, he was lucky enough to get a genetic medicine and successfully injected it.

Later, when the Black Flag Base swept away the refugees, it did not destroy them all, but killed a group and conquered a group.

It was at that time that Cheng Xiaojun joined the Black Flag Base.

"Changqing, you may not understand the feeling of being hungry when you are a refugee group. Don't look at the workers in these power plants working very hard, their work is actually envied by countless refugees. After all, they can get money and have food every day."

Cheng Xiaojun sighed very rarely.

Lu Changqing was stunned when he heard this, feeling that he was indeed like a lucky person who had never experienced the sufferings of the world.

But it's not right. If you can live out from the waste area, you will have to work hard.

For a moment, the scene was a bit weird.

Until Lu Changqing spitted the grass roots on the ground and pointed in one direction.

He asked in confusion: "Will anyone watch the power plant keep watching? What I'm talking about is that kind of not getting off work?"

Cheng Xiaojun looked over there, "That's the boiler room. In addition to the leaders who need electricity at night, our base also needs electricity. So the boiler room cannot be stopped. Lao Qiantou basically slept there and was responsible for taking care of the boiler room."

Lu Changqing's doubt seemed to have been answered.

These days, he has been familiar with the perception ability.

Whether it is an extraordinary person or an ordinary person, he will take the initiative to perceive whether he has something to do or not.

There are both plans to statistically classify energy levels, and the idea of ​​constantly applying and honing this ability.

Not to mention, after a period of time, his perception ability has been significantly improved.

The perception distance alone has changed from the previous twenty meters to the current twenty meters.

Seeing the location of the boiler room, Lu Changqing shook his head.

There is an existence with energy level two there. If it is an ordinary person, it is very common as long as it is a little stronger.

Life is like this.

During this period, Lu Changqing also saw the Black Flag Team traveling for the first time.

It was a team of eleven people, including the leader.

When Lu Changqing saw the eleven people gathered for the first time, his heart was pounding.

From bottom to top, no one has an energy level below fifteen!

Even said that the burly man, the leader, who was sitting in the front of the chariot full of automated weapons, had a terrifying energy level of thirty-nine!

It’s more than three times that of yourself!

The Black Flag Team went out to explore, and the base obviously became more nervous.

This is a tradition. Whenever the Black Flag Team goes out, the base will enter a state of martial law.

Whether it is the inner guard or the patrol team, the work must be more meticulous and stricter than usual.

Because at this time, when the base strength is relatively weak, if you really encounter an enemy, you will easily have major problems if you are not careful.

This is true, the Black Flag Team is not so frequent when going out.

Lu Changqing stretched and finally it was time to hand over the shift.

After greeting the two brothers from the inner guards, he walked out with Cheng Xiaojun.

An old man walked towards him, holding a cigarette gun, and spitting out an unpleasant and choking smoke from his mouth.

It is obvious that the smoke gun is not normal tobacco threads, but some leaves.

This is also a solution that many ordinary people who want to smoke have come up with, and they can barely satisfy their smoking addiction.

Seeing the old man, Cheng Xiaojun greeted him with a smile.

"Old money, you are going to replenish the supplies!"

Lao Qiantou smiled and was holding a transparent plastic bag in his hand, which contained long yellowed leaves.

His supplies may be his characteristic tobacco leaves!

"Mr. Cheng, do you want to do something?"
To be continued...