Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 678 - 276 Arriving at Meishan2

"When the market economy just opened up, quite a few people from Jiangbei ca to work here. Those who arrived early and made money bought hosteads and built houses. There were quite a few outsiders like that."

Liang Yuan was surprised, "You could buy and sell hosteads in Linjiang?"

"Oh, not anymore. Back then, the managent was lax, and ishan was a place where even birds wouldn’t go. No one paid any attention to it."

"Who would’ve thought that it would later be developed into a scenic area? The whole of Linjiang also developed quite well, and the land only beca valuable then."

"I rember that back then, there was plenty of land. You could just find any empty spot and build a house, even on the mountains. Whoever seized the land and cultivated it owned it."

Old Yang laughed heartily; their lives back then were indeed less regulated.

Liang Yuan sighed inwardly. Linjiang truly benefitted from policy dividends.

Sotis it’s not about personal effort but about being born in the right place.

The sa farming, but land in Liang Yuan’s hotown was worthless. So people would rather leave it fallow and migrate for work than cultivate it.

Look at Linjiang City, where land is so valuable. A simple resettlent could earn you millions.

"Look, over there!"

Old Yang suddenly shouted excitedly, pointing towards the dense forest.

Liang Yuan looked through the woods and saw a discreetly built shed deep within.

However, the shed was surrounded by a wooden fence and camouflaged with vines and piles of grass.

If not for the heavy rain washing away so parts, revealing the top of the plastic roof, it would be hard to discover.

While pulling away the nearby grass, Old Yang said excitedly, "Let’s go take a look. There didn’t used to be a fence here; soone must be living inside now."

"I wonder which of the five brothers it could be."

As Old Yang walked ahead, he called out, "Anybody there? Kuirong? Kuihua? Anyone?"

Liang Yuan, with Yang i following behind Old Yang, looked around the nearby grass but didn’t notice any footprints.

As they approached the obviously camouflaged shed, he noticed so chaotic footprints on the ground.

Many footprints were subrged in the accumulated water, and Liang Yuan looked towards the fenced shed.

Outside was a broken clay pot and so scattered bricks in the corner.

The fenced area seed to show signs of cultivation; near the furrows were several paint buckets and other water containers, but most of the crops were already dead.

There were also several pits, as if soone had been digging.

Old Yang pushed open the fence and walked towards the shed, whose door was made of planks and very rudintary.

Reaching the door, Old Yang noticed it was locked.

He turned his head and called, "Mr. Liang, Xiaoyang i, co see. This place is locked. The lock is rusted; it seems no one’s been here for a while."

Liang Yuan walked over and looked at the lock, and with a simple squeeze...

There was a snap, and the lock was crushed imdiately.

Liang Yuan pushed open the door and looked inside.

The shed’s walls were built with bricks, and the roof was made from blue steel plates commonly used for construction site dormitories, welded together with lock nails, covered in a layer of plastic, and topped with thick leaves and branches.

The inside of the shed wasn’t big, with a wooden bed supported by bamboo poles at the corners, with white mosquito nets tied around them.

On the bed was a moldy quilt and a broken pillow.

There was a dark yellow table at the head of the bed, its paint peeling off.

On the table were so bowls and chopsticks, with so water collected in one of the broken bowls.

Liang Yuan looked up, guessing the water dripped from the steel roof.

Leather tiles covered the floor, making a simple flooring.

It seed soone had ransacked the house; no chairs and so of the farm tools were gone.

Old Yang looked around, "Seems nobody has been here for a long ti."

Yang i asked curiously, "If no one’s been here, why set up a fence and cover the shed with leaves?"

Old Yang shook his head, "Maybe they set these up before the big flood. This place is near the Water Marsh Restricted Area with so many mutant beasts inside. The survivors in ishan surely wouldn’t dare co over."

"Let’s go, let’s head to the boardwalk. From there, we can find people as we go up the mountain."

Saying this, Old Yang was about to leave the shed.

But Liang Yuan didn’t move, his gaze focused under the wooden bed.

Yang i, curious, asked, "Little brother? What’s wrong?"

Liang Yuan shook his head, "There’s a foul sll under the bed."

Yang i was puzzled, "Foul sll?"

She sniffed but caught only a musty odor.

Liang Yuan walked to the bed and lifted the bed board, revealing the leather floor.

He grabbed it casually and yanked, the leather floor ripping apart instantly.

Underneath wasn’t soil but a wooden door!

"Eh?"

Old Yang, who had returned, was taken aback by the sight.

"Why is there a cellar here?"

Liang Yuan grabbed the iron ring on the wooden door and pulled hard.

Crack!

The wooden door lifted, releasing a strong, pungent odor!

It was the sll of rotting protein, mixed with a fernted stench.

Liang Yuan imdiately held his breath, while Old Yang nearly vomited, quickly covering his mouth and nose.