The Game Character I Raised is the Boss of the End of the World

Chapter 115.

Chapter 115

"Only 200 can enter each day. . ." Shen Cheng muttered as she looked at the people queuing outside the base, surprised, she asked, "How long do we have to wait for this!"

Yes, how long do we have to wait!

Only two hundred a day, but looking at the queue outside, it might take ten days to get in!

Not to mention that today's queue number will be invalidated by tomorrow, and everything will start from zero again the next day.

Shen Cheng didn't know what idea her companion had in mind. She stared at the long queue, puzzled: Isn't this a bit of a waste of time?

Li Weilan went to join the queue.

On the first day, it was over a thousand, on the second day, it was over two thousand, and on the third day, it was still seven to eight hundred. By the fourth day, he encountered someone he had seen before: a sneaky-looking man who appeared to be honest and loyal.

"It's still the same as before," Li Weilan murmured softly.

From an official perspective, the J City base was huge, like a massive war machine. When it was in operation, the rumbling power sustained all life within it.

However, beneath the sunlight, there were hidden shadows, and this man represented a part of that darkness.

The lives of those above may be glamorous, but what about those below?

Living on wasteland only amplifies the wealth gap and the divide between good and bad.

"What's your number?" Sure enough, the opening line hadn't changed much.

Li Weilan lowered his gaze and unfolded the small piece of paper with a number written on it in his hand to show him.

Although his face was covered in black ash, it couldn't hide his handsome and spirited appearance. The man looked at his face and smiled somewhat satisfied, getting closer and lowering his voice: "Still waiting? The base clears out the zombie waves every half month. By then, all the camps you set up at the entrance will have to be dismantled, not a trace left. Those who can't enter the base will all be driven away. Do you really think you can get in by waiting? Don't dream." He looked around cautiously and lowered his voice, "The daily quota of 200 people is distributed to those with connections and resources. People like you, unless you're extremely lucky, can never enter the base."

"Is what he said true?" A slightly surprised voice sounded in his ear from Shen Cheng.

In Shen Cheng's opinion, there were many places in the apocalypse that required manpower. Noah had been recruiting people almost all the time, although there was some screening, mainly to see if they had any strange intentions towards the base.

What's the situation with Base J? Are they planning to leave all ordinary people outside to die? The daily drawing of 200 names is just a tempting offer for these ordinary people, it's just for show, right?

"It's true," Li Weilan whispered to her.

He didn't reveal the whole truth.

And there were even more cruel things.

Although this man's words were slightly exaggerated, they were not entirely wrong.

Seeing him shocked and with lowered eyebrows, the man smiled and said, "Brother, do you have any relatives inside the base?"

When asking questions, he already knew the answer: who to look for and who not to look for had been carefully selected and observed. He was always cautious in his actions, and rarely missed his targets.