By the time the convoy reached Satellite City No. 7 of Central City, night had already begun to fall.
Like Qinggang City, Satellite City No. 7 of Central City was not inspected as strictly as the Main City. Since the convoy came by to deliver goods every so often, everyone had already obtained passes. They now had even more passes than people.
Lu Xin also possessed official Qinggang identification, and his was a special identity document bearing a steel seal.
He could not only enter the city—he could even apply for a small loan in Central City.
However, before entering the city, they had to go through a special procedure, just as they had in Qinggang: handing over their weapons.
Whether in Qinggang or Central City, whether in the Main City or a Satellite City, carrying firearms inside the high walls was absolutely forbidden. But as people who hauled large shipments year-round, Gao Ting and the others naturally understood the rules. Motorcycles had already come to collect all their firearms before they entered the city. The weapons would be sent to a storage point outside the city and retrieved when they left.
Some storage points with better service even replenished ammunition and maintained firearms.
This could also be considered a new type of service industry that had emerged after the Crimson Moon.
Lu Xin felt a pang of distress, but still handed over his gun, placing it together with Gao Ting and the others' firearms. However, he only turned in the gun and ordinary bullets. He carefully stored the special bullets and secretly hid them away...
That stuff was too expensive. He still did not feel comfortable handing it over to anyone else.
When the convoy's vehicles entered Satellite City No. 7 one after another, it was already eight