Having asked around, it turned out he was the only one without any gas.
Street.
Lin Fan, carrying the gas cylinder, headed out to the place where they exchanged gas cylinders.
There were no zombies in sight, the area had been cleaned thoroughly, but the Sunshine District was on the outskirts of Huang City, and compared to the entirety of Huang City's layout, it was still too small.
New Fung Gas Shop.
"Is the owner here?"
No one was around, but he asked out of habit. The beauty of the morning often began with a greeting.
The shop owner was a kind man, chubby, with slightly dark skin, with one son and one daughter. Though not very wealthy, they were happy.
