My neighborhood has time-traveled.

Chapter 7 Points System, Monster Snatching

Li Hao refused Wang Hao's medicine, which made Wang Hao admire him even more, and he smiled broadly.

The two sat facing each other.

Wang Hao said, "We will adopt a points system."

"A points system." Li Hao looked curious and gestured for him to continue.

Wang Hao explained with a smile, "Individuals contribute their assets to exchange for points."

For example, if you and your brother hunt a wild boar and catch one, there's definitely more meat than you can eat. You can then take out the extra meat and exchange it for points with Dawn.

You can use these points at any time to exchange for other items you need in Dawn.

Li Hao nodded, indicating that he understood.

"In other words, these points are equivalent to the currency in the community."

You usually exchange goods for points.

It is equivalent to exchanging for virtual currency.

When you want to buy things from the group, such as food or daily necessities, you can use points to purchase them.

"That's one way to understand it," Wang Hao nodded.

"We do not force individuals to hand over their belongings; everything is voluntary."

"There is no real ruler; everything is decided by voting, and everyone has the final say."

Wang Hao emphasized, "In the Dawn, whoever contributes more will have priority in exchanging items."

Li Hao listened while occasionally asking a few questions.

They also had their own considerations.

It was said to be fair and just, and that voting was used.

However, in reality, these are all possible to be faked.

He doesn't believe that absolute fairness can be achieved when it involves people or their interests.

If it involves the other party's relatives, they might offer special favors or similar benefits.

This is common in society.

And now, the neighborhood is a microcosm of society.

"By the way, I still don't know your two brothers' names," Wang Hao asked.

Li Hao said, "My name is Li Hao, and my brother's name is Li Wen."

Wang Hao pointed to his building, "I live in the building next to yours, 605. If you need anything, you can come find me anytime."

He looked at Li Hao earnestly and said again, "I really hope that you two brothers can join Dawn."

Li Hao nodded.

"Yes, my brother and I will think about it carefully."

He only put on a show.

After leaving the pavilion, he carried the water up to the ninth floor and placed it on the balcony. He did not immediately build a clay stove.

With many people infected and staying home, this presents a good opportunity to collect supplies.

He came out of the room again, carrying an axe.

Go to the basement.

basement.

The light was dim.

The ground was a little damp.

The ceiling is covered with various pipes.

Parking spaces are marked on the ground, and some spaces are occupied by vehicles.

"I'll kill you!"

"Don't run! I'll kill you!"

Two figures, one large and one small, chased each other.

It was a man and a mouse.

A man holding a machete chases after a large rat.

The mouse was about the size of an adult rabbit, with black fur all over its body, a small horn on its forehead, and two sharp teeth protruding from its mouth.

The rat suddenly stopped, turned around, and jumped up to bite the man's calf.

Fuck you!

The man kicked the rat with his right leg, knocking it to the ground, and then slashed at the rat with a knife.

The mouse was slashed, thrown away, and fell to the ground without even breaking its skin.

It rolled a few times and then charged at the man again.

"Damn it, I refuse to believe in evil! I can't do anything to a rat like you!"

The mouse scrambled up the male god's arm and took a big bite.

"what!"

The man screamed in agony.

Then the rat nimbly jumped onto the man's face and bit him, drawing blood.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

The man was gesturing wildly and swinging his machete haphazardly.

The rat was slashed several times, and blood oozed from its fur and mouth.

It squeaked twice, then abandoned the man and hopped away.

"Where do you think you're going!"

"You little beast, I'll skin you alive today!" The man wiped the blood from his face, brandished his machete, and chased after him.

The mouse darted around the corner, and then another person appeared in front of it—it was Li Hao.

Upon seeing the large rat dart out, Li Hao didn't hesitate and swung his axe at the rat that rushed to his legs.

"Squeak!" The rat's tail was cut off, and a large piece of flesh remained attached to it, pinned to the ground.

With another blow of the axe, the rat's brain was shattered, its body twitched a few times, and then it lay still.

Blood pooled beneath the rat's carcass.

"Is this what rats are like in this world? They're so big, and they even have horns."

Li Hao poked at the broken rat's head with his axe, revealing a distinct black horn on its forehead.

The man ran up, panting, and looked at the dead rat. "Hahaha, you dead rat, finally dead!"

"Damn it!" He lifted his foot and stomped on the rat's head a few times.

Still not satisfied, he picked up a machete.

"Stop." Li Hao stretched out his axe and held it in front of the man.

"What are you doing? This dead rat just bit me several times, look!" He raised his arm and pointed to his face.

Li Hao saw that his arms and face were covered in bite marks, his skin was torn apart, and blood was constantly dripping onto his clothes.

"I found this rat first, and I beat it half to death. I can do whatever I want with it." As he spoke, he used his hand to push aside Li Hao's axe and was about to chop it down.

"clang."

His machete struck Li Hao's axe.

Li Hao's axe blocked the rat's path.

"I was the one who killed this rat in the end; it belongs to me, not you."

Li Hao swung his axe, and the man was so frightened that he took a few steps back.

Li Hao bent down, picked up the rat's mangled body, and put it into his bag.

Food is scarce right now, and these rats are big and fat, and they're all-natural, pollution-free, and have no additives.

He has already listed it as an ingredient.

"Damn it! You stole my mouse!"

The man saw Li Hao put the rat into the bag and rushed over in a fit of rage.

"If you want to fight, I advise you to think carefully before you act."

Li Hao pointed the axe at the man, glancing at the man's injured arm and face as he spoke.

"Ouch." The man covered his face, feeling a burning pain.

"This rat might be poisonous. I suggest you go back and apply some medicine right away," Li Hao added casually, embellishing the story.

"Hiss." The man gasped again, suddenly feeling that the spot on his arm where he had been bitten was now numb.

"Kid, I'm from the Huang family. You know the Huang family, right? Almost everyone in this neighborhood is from the Huang family."

I advise you to give me back my mouse right now, or you'll be in big trouble later.

The man also thought of the preciousness of rats; they were a good food source, and he didn't want to let Li Hao have them so easily.

"You dare threaten me?" Li Hao smirked, took a step forward, and pretended to swing his axe, about to chop at me.

The man was so frightened that he quickly took a few steps back, holding the machete in front of him.

My body is tense.

Li Hao's lips curled into a wicked smile as he looked into the other person's eyes. "Do you believe I can kill you right now, dump your body anywhere, and no one will find out?"

It's perfectly normal for someone to die these days.

The man felt uneasy under Li Hao's gaze.

He glanced at the dark basement, where only sunlight streamed through the distant skylight.

Considering we're not on Earth now, I'm genuinely worried that Li Hao might do something outrageous.

Gudong.

He swallowed hard.

"Alright, alright, you little brat, I'll remember you!"

The man, brandishing a machete, pointed it at Li Hao several times, uttered a threatening remark, slowly retreated, then turned and disappeared around the corner.

"Ha, remember me, but I don't need you to remember me."

Li Hao glanced in the direction the man had left, then took the rat carcass out of the bag again.

I gently touched the mouse's horn; it was very hard.

"Would you consider this a mutation?"

I don't know if all rats in the world are like this, or if this is just an isolated case.

He touched the mouse's fur again; it felt like sharp, fine needles, very prickly.

He rummaged through the nearby garbage heap and found a transparent garbage bag, then put the mouse inside.

My eyes kept scanning the garbage heap.

I saw a few pieces of wood.

He took a step forward, stepping on shards of broken glass with one foot, then on a block of cement with the second, and finally stepping on some broken tiles with the third. He then bent down to pick up the wooden plank.

He came to the basement garbage dump to collect wood.

A traditional earthen stove cannot function without wood.

The basement is the place with the most of this kind of waste.

Normally, it takes ten days to half a month for the pile to be cleared away.

"Luckily, it wasn't cleared away."

Looking at the huge pile of garbage below, he now sees it as a kind of treasure trove.

"We need to gather as much firewood as possible while those people are still sick."

He pulled out several long wooden strips, which immediately filled the air with dust.

"Cough cough cough~"

He squinted and waved away the dust.

He held his breath and stuffed irregular pieces of wood into the bag until it was full before leaving the basement.