She came from an apocalypse, a world forsaken! She acquired an apocalyptic plane trading system, and only by trading with an apocalyptic plane could she survive.
To stay alive, she desperatel...
In Class 1, Grade 6, Tu Du sat down and, as usual, placed his textbook on the desk. His gaze swept over the thin red fingerprint on his wrist before he calmly began to read.
As soon as Yuan Zhuan sat down, Wei Ding's sly voice came from beside him, "Hey, Yuan Zhuan, I heard you just did something heroic?"
Not only were they rude to them, but they also provoked the local bandit leader Zuo Shandiao!
They're really bold! Fu Mingle isn't as civilized and polite as them; he always proves his worth through his martial arts skills.
Han Yu's gaze fell on Yuan Zhuan's indifferent facial expression. He didn't think that group of people could make Yuan Zhuan suffer a loss. With Yuan Zhuan's skills, let alone Fu Mingle's group, even the martial arts master his father found for him might not be a match. He hadn't heard his master say enough that he had internal energy. Of course, when he went back last time and told his master that his classmate had internal energy, his master just smiled, obviously not believing him.
He wouldn't believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes; after all, this isn't a martial arts world.
But that is indeed the truth.
The master didn't believe him, so he didn't explain further.
When Yuan Zhuan returned, Zhao Yuxiang was tidying up in the shop. "Mom, I'm going to the back warehouse. Someone wants some goods today, so I might have to clear out a few tons of rice."
"Okay, do you need Mingzi's help?"
"No need, I can manage on my own."
"Okay, Mom's going back to cook now, close the door."
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Zhang Xiaoxiao had been waiting for Yuan Zhuan for a long time when he went online.
The call connected, and Zhang Xiaoxiao's excited voice came through, "Sister, we've prepared a lot of gold bars this time, and we'll exchange them all for you now. Also, we need two tons of moldy rice, three tons of old rice, and two hundred jin of new rice. Noodles..."
When Zhang Xiaoxiao sent over the list, Yuan Zhuan grinned happily. She never expected that this family would finally get it. Once the exchange was completed, her bill would be erased.
"Seven hundred and one gold coins, five silver coins, and three copper coins have been deposited into my account." The system emitted a clattering sound as gold coins poured into his account. Yuan Zhuan excitedly licked his lips, his eyes practically turning into gold coin shapes. He was ecstatic.
"After deducting the debt of 370 gold coins, 7 silver coins, and 5 copper coins, there are 330 gold coins, 3 silver coins, and 5 copper coins remaining. After deducting 1 life gold coin, there are 329 gold coins, 3 silver coins, and 5 copper coins remaining."
This transaction was extremely satisfactory to both parties.
Yuan Zhuan felt his body brimming with vitality and comfortably squinted his eyes.
Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at the warehouse at the base, which was filled with rice, and wanted to scream with excitement, but remembering her father's words about making a fortune quietly, she quickly covered her mouth.
Her father found a nice villa area and planned to live there long-term. He set up a base and sent out recruitment notices. Within a few days, people started flocking to the base. Anyone who participated in the construction of the civil defense base could get rice, which was a pound more than at other bases, and a lunch was provided. So, everyone was very willing to work hard, afraid that if they didn't do well, they would be kicked out.
The gold used to exchange for supplies this time was all obtained by Captain Tu Ling. After the two of them tried it out last time, the gold started to be sent over continuously.
After the last exchange, Zhang Xiaoxiao sent a message asking for Thunderstorm Talismans, so Yuan Zhuan didn't waste his free time, spending most of it drawing talismans. Zhang Xiaoxiao added five hundred Thunderstorm Talismans today, clearing out his inventory.
The area in the city center where people with superpowers gather is mostly filled with villas, and the further in you go, the higher the level of the people with superpowers.
After obtaining the talisman, Qian Yuan hurried back to the central city, also buying two hundred catties of new rice and fruit along with it.
"Brother Ling, their rice is really new, look." The price of rice in the central city is so high that you can't buy it with gold. There isn't enough rice available for the government these days, so how could they possibly get any? Of course, it's not that they can't get any, it's just unnecessary. They can eat the old rice; at least they can have enough to eat.
Tu Ling came over to look at the rice, seemingly lost in thought.
"Is this really rice from the central city?" Who has the resources to send new rice to the Zhang family to sell?
"Whether it's talismans, this new rice, or fruit, I don't think they're from the central city. I've never heard of anyone using talismans like bombs. Even those who cultivate Taoism only throw fireballs or something, just like us." I've never heard of talismans before.
"How can you be sure there's only one central city? Just because we haven't heard of it, does that mean it doesn't exist? The world is so big, we don't know what other countries are like, do we?" Tu Ling analyzed.
Qian Yuan: That makes a lot of sense.
That's true.
"As long as there are buyers, don't get to the bottom of it. Otherwise, we probably won't be able to cooperate for long. After all, if others want to know how we cultivate and fight monsters every day, we'll get annoyed, right?"
“Yes, Brother Ling is right. Brother, you’re just wasting your time all day.” Qian Wu retorted.
"Qian Wu, are you kidding me?!"
"roll."
Xiaocheng! It was the name given by Zhang Feng, taking the character "Xiao" from "Xiaoxiao". From now on, this will be their city and their home.
The plaque for Xiaocheng was personally inscribed by Tu Ling, which can be seen as a way of protecting Zhang Feng.
The entire villa area covers approximately 1,000 acres and contains some existing infrastructure, making it convenient to use. Tu Ling specifically found more than 20 earth-attribute ability users to build a city wall about five meters high around the entire perimeter of the villa area, which took a week.
In return, Zhang Feng gave various kinds of fruit, ten catties of each, totaling more than two hundred catties.
Zhang Xiaoxiao took a bite of watermelon and felt full of energy. "Dad, we have quite a bit of rice now, but look outside, there are more and more people. We'll have to exchange more soon, but we're running out of supplies."
You don't know the cost of living until you support someone. Before, it was enough for the whole family to be fed, but now there are thousands of people in the city, and they all depend on us for their livelihood. So, is this a case of "the greater the ability, the heavier the responsibility"?
"Starting tomorrow, we will stop accepting refugees. We are already at capacity." The refugees who come in are exchanging labor for food, and they are given large portions of rice, so it won't last long.
"Xiaoxiao, pass on the word and have the team leaders come over for a meeting."
"Okay, Dad."
Currently, the entire Xiaocheng has twenty team leaders, all under Zhang Feng's management. Zhang Xiaoxiao's task is to relay messages. In other words, Xiaocheng only has two levels of management, with team leaders and above being the highest level of management. Because it is a new city, all systems are imperfect. The rule of law still uses the pre-apocalyptic legal system, but with minor changes. Trafficking, molestation, rape, and murder are all punished equally, with the death penalty for all, regardless of age or gender.
Zhang Xiaoxiao and Fu Min stood on the highest watchtower, watching the city gate slowly close, and many refugees in line being stopped outside, crying and shouting because the city gate was closed. Their hearts felt heavy.
Dad is now the lord of a city. "Mom, will Dad change? Like in the TV show?"
"No," Fu Min said confidently.
If Zhang Feng wanted to change, he had plenty of opportunities; it wouldn't be now.
However, there are some things she won't tell her daughter, nor is it necessary. "Just remember that your father will never abandon the family, and that's enough."