After hearing this, Zuo Feng nodded inwardly, gaining a general understanding of the Bounty Hall's rules.
He looked at A Mao and then asked, "A Mao, which of the two factions do you think would be better for me to post a message?"
A Mao pondered for a moment, then softly replied, "Junlin Tianxia leans towards militarized management, operates rigorously, and has strict review processes for bounty information, but its efficiency is relatively lower. Mo Wen Tianya, on the other hand, focuses more on flexibility, has a wide range of bounties, high Mutant participation, many unofficial rumors, and fast feedback. Although the accuracy of its information is slightly lower, losses can be recovered afterward. Zuo-dage, you can choose based on your needs."
Zuo Feng nodded slightly after hearing A Mao's analysis. He already had a plan in mind.
Since he was seeking efficiency, Mo Wen Tianya was undoubtedly the better choice. Moreover, even if the information was inaccurate, losses could be recovered afterward, making the risk relatively controllable.
Zuo Feng decided: he would go to Mo Wen Tianya's Bounty Hall to post a bounty.
After resting for a bit longer, the two stood up and set off.
Zuo Feng rode his motorcycle, carrying A Mao, and after about half an hour of riding, they arrived within the confines of E City.
To enter E City, they needed to pass through a gate inspection.
At this time, a long queue had already formed outside the city gate, and the people waiting to enter the city had various expressions, some anxious, some tired.
Zuo Feng and A Mao stood at the end of the line, waiting patiently.
"Please, let us in! My man really wasn't bitten by a zombie; it was our child being playful!" A shabbily dressed woman was kneeling before the city gate guards, clutching their pant legs with both hands, tears streaming down her face.
The guard remained expressionless, coldly scrutinizing her.
The surrounding crowd whispered, and the atmosphere was tense.
As a city gate guard, he had long been accustomed to such situations, and he said coldly, "Rules are rules; no one is an exception."
He was 100% certain that this woman's husband had been bitten by a zombie.
The man's eyes were already starting to turn gray, a precursor to becoming a zombie.
In the past, many people like this woman had tried to sneak through, but the guards would never show mercy.
Humans are like this; selfishness and a sense of lucky always lead them to cling to a glimmer of hope.
From her perspective, the woman's actions might have just been to find a safe place for her family, but she didn't consider the unimaginable consequences if her husband were to harm someone inside the city.
"Bang!" A gunshot pierced the air, and the woman's cries instantly ceased. She stared blankly as several guards shot her husband in the head, and the surrounding crowd fell into a dead silence.
Here at the city gate, facing someone about to turn into a zombie, the guards naturally showed no mercy.
The woman slumped to the ground, her eyes hollow as she gazed at her husband's corpse, tears silently falling.
The child next to her clung tightly to her, eyes blurred with tears.
Did she have malicious intentions? No, she did not.
She was just holding onto a sliver of hope, wishing that after entering H City, her husband could receive treatment, or that he would be lucky enough not to turn into a zombie even if bitten.
However, reality cruelly shattered her illusions.
The surrounding crowd cast disgusted glances; in this environment, sympathy had long been eroded by the harshness of survival.
The guards handled everything expressionlessly, as if they were merely completing a routine task.
They knew that in this apocalypse, sympathy was the most luxurious thing; only by strictly adhering to the rules could the safety of the city be ensured.
Zuo Feng witnessed this scene and felt a surge of emotions, deeply realizing that in this apocalypse, the importance of rules and order far surpassed everything else.
Finally, it was Zuo Feng and A Mao's turn. The two were led to a separate inspection area, where men and women were checked separately, and only after confirmation were they allowed to pass.
The two passed through the city gate and officially entered E City.
Inside E City, tall buildings stood in rows, and the streets were wide. Although the apocalypse had arrived, a certain degree of order and prosperity was still maintained here. Although the shops on both sides of the street were not as bustling as in earlier days, people were still busy trading daily necessities.
Zuo Feng rode his motorcycle, weaving through the streets, while A Mao held tightly to his waist, her heart filled with both apprehension and anticipation for the future.
Following A Mao's guidance, Zuo Feng entered the territory of the Mo Wen Tianya faction.
Mo Wen Tianya also had an inner and outer city, and the Bounty Hall was located within the inner city.
Residents of Mo Wen Tianya's inner city all possessed identification. If one did not have identification, a two-line loss crystal was required as a tolls .
Zuo Feng took out two two-line loss crystals from his pocket and handed them to the city guards.
The soldiers took the loss crystals, inspected them carefully, and after confirming their authenticity, allowed them to pass directly. As for the shabbily dressed A Mao, the guards did not even glance at her; as long as the fee was paid, passage was granted.
Entering the inner city, the scene was completely different from the outer city. The buildings on both sides of the street were more magnificent, and the pedestrians were well-dressed, their faces radiating confidence and composure.
Here, it was as if it was another world, isolated from the outside, where the impact of the apocalypse was minimized.
Zuo Feng, carrying A Mao, arrived at the Bounty Hall following A Mao's directions.
The Bounty Hall was a grand building, with people coming and going at its entrance, bustling with activity.
Zuo Feng parked his motorcycle, and he and A Mao walked into the hall together.
Inside the hall, it was spacious and bright, with various bounty missions displayed on the walls.
People gathered around the different mission boards, either checking tasks or discussing their feasibility.
Dozens of women in sexy cheongsams moved through the hall; they were the receptionists, smiling and providing consultation services to visitors.
These women had beautiful faces and graceful figures, exuding charm in every gesture, adding a unique color to the tense and exciting atmosphere of the Bounty Hall.
Zuo Feng and A Mao walked into the hall, their eyes immediately drawn to the bounty missions on the wall.
A dazzling array of missions was available, from searching for rare materials to hunting mutated zombies. The bounty amounts also varied, with some paid in loss crystals and others exchanged for valuable items.
A Mao, dressed in dirty, worn-out clothes, looked particularly out of place.
This was also her first time stepping into such a luxurious place, and she inevitably felt a little nervous.
Zuo Feng had asked A Mao on the way if she wanted to change into new clothes, but for some reason, the young girl insisted on not changing, preferring to wear her old clothes, with her face smudged and dirty, making her original appearance unclear.
"Greetings, I am Xiao Rou. Is there anything I can help you with?"
A woman in a cheongsam greeted them with a smile, her gaze lingering on A Mao for a moment, but without showing any hint of disdain.
Xiao Rou had been working in this Bounty Hall for over a month. She was just an ordinary person, and she had gone through a lot of trouble and pulled many strings to get this job.
Therefore, she was extremely dedicated to her work and treated every customer with great enthusiasm and thoughtfulness.
