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Chapter 322 Absolute Zero 5
After entering the car, Su Cen opened the bag, which contained two pistols and eighty rounds of bullets.
"Brother Su, she, she didn't bully you, right?"
Fu Anan looked Su Cen up and down, feeling a little worried.
"Who can bully me?" Su Cen was puzzled by this question, and then passed on his experience to Fu Anan.
“Look at this small island. Although it is rich in fruits and seafood, daily necessities, vegetables and grains all have to be transported by ship.
There is no shortage of seafarers to transport things.
The man of this house does this, and I contacted him yesterday."
"oh oh."
Fu Anan quickly took the bullets and pistol handed to him by Su Cen, and felt relieved immediately.
They spent the first two days collecting basic supplies, and on the third day they began preparing for the rest of the game.
As a senior player who has completed nearly twenty rounds of the game, it is impossible for Su Cen to fail to analyze what Fu Anan has analyzed.
The next step is to buy something warm.
There aren't many of these things in the supermarket, but quite a few people have bought them in the past two days.
The freighter came for supplies every three days, and they were lucky enough to meet it.
Cold-proof clothing is a must.
Then came the gloves, hats, hot water bottles, sleeping bags and quilts.
Fu Anan and Su Cen bought them separately to save time.
Fu Anan walked and stopped along the way, looked at the new hot packs on the shelves, and then took away three or two boxes.
On the way, I met a young couple who were arguing over a set of silk thermal quilts.
The girl kicked her feet and held on to the quilt tightly. "Let's buy another set. The one in the rental house is not enough. What if the temperature drops drastically?"
"It's not that easy." The man looked at the price and shook his head. "You know our budget is tight. We should save as much as we can, otherwise we'll be starving later."
"It's because you're slow." The girl complained.
"If you had been quicker, you could have grabbed the quilt, but you insisted on saving face and giving it to others!
This game will kill you!"
"I was wrong, isn't that enough?" The man sighed and comforted her.
"Don't you think about it? If we spend all our money on buying quilts and cotton-padded clothes, what if this round of game is not about temperature?
We don’t have the ability to take risks.”
The problem the two encountered at this time was the same problem that most people who entered the game had.
This game is equivalent to real RMB, which means that you have to pay real money for each round of the game.
Not everyone has sufficient funds to conduct trial and error, or enough financial resources to buy, buy, buy.
Fu Anan recalled that when she was in the second round of the game, she was so poor that she could hardly afford to eat. Her life was even worse than theirs as she had to work to earn money.
Putting aside the memories, Fu Anan pushed the cart to find Su Cen Huihe.
The two of them filled the van with everything they bought.
The warehouse is almost full of stuff after it was shipped back.
Su Cen looked at the pile of things, frowned slightly, and a feeling of worry like a landlord surged in his heart.
"Xiao An'an, in this game, collecting supplies is easy, but keeping them is hard.
It's okay in the early stages. If it's a game that relies heavily on supplies, the players and NPCs' tracking abilities are better than dogs.
No matter how deep you hide it, we can always find the supplies for you."
As Su Cen spoke, he thought of the space props in the game.
"The design of the space props is also quite disgusting. In the early days, ten people were fighting for one, but now a thousand people are fighting for one.
And it’s only the size of four suitcases.”