Famine Year, She Stockpiled Supplies in Her Space and Became a Bandit

Luo Xi, the strongest special ability user and captain who had spent many years in the apocalypse, traversed through a spatial rift created by the self-destruction of mutated plants, arriving in a ...

Chapter 127 Those who study martial arts want to become disciples, and those who study literature also want to become disciples.

"Lady Luo, we've come to see you mainly to buy some grain." It was their own business, so Yue Zheng Feiyuan naturally wouldn't let Si Jia speak for them: "I wonder if that's alright?"

The moment Luo Xi saw them, she knew why they had come: "Let's sit inside and talk."

After everyone was seated, Luo Xi smiled and said, "I thought you weren't planning to say anything."

Chu Zhe had mentioned this to her a couple of days ago, but Luo Xi waited and waited and still hadn't heard anything, so she thought they had other ideas.

Le Zhengfei Yuan paused for a moment, then, without hiding anything from Luo Xi, told her their concerns. He said that it was better to be honest with each other when making a deal, lest Luo Niangzi think that they looked down on the bandits and that was why they didn't come, which would be bad.

"It's Du Hong again. He's everywhere." Luo Xi couldn't help but sigh.

"But this time, you can finally get your revenge."

Lezheng Feiyuan and Lezheng Feibo looked at each other, both puzzled: "Lady Luo, what do you mean by that?"

They've been tricked by him again, so there's no point in talking about venting their anger; they're just furious.

Luo Xi didn't keep them in suspense and directly recounted what they had seen and heard on the way, as well as the good deeds they had done along the way. Of course, she didn't mention anything about the space.

"So, the grain he transported back was nothing but sand. Now, does that make you feel better?" Luo Xi said with a smile.

Everyone: "..."

It didn't just go smoothly all at once; I even felt like laughing out loud three times.

"Well done, Lady Luo!" They couldn't hide their smiles. "I really want to see what Du Hong looks like when he sees a bag full of sand. That would be quite a sight."

This damned sense of familiarity, Chu Zhe thought to himself.

In the apocalypse, why do so many people avoid Luo Xi? It's because of her infuriating and hateful methods.

Le Zhengfei slapped the table and laughed so hard he almost fell over: "Haha, what a karmic retribution! They said they'd be robbed by bandits, and now they really have!"

After saying that, he realized something was wrong: "Um, Lady Luo, I didn't mean what you said."

He unconsciously started using honorifics.

"It doesn't matter, my Chaoyang Manor was originally a bandit estate." Luo Xi didn't think there was anything wrong with being a bandit; she liked being a bandit, it was so carefree.

If you're a great philanthropist or something, and you do something slightly outrageous, everyone will think you're utterly wicked. But it's different for bandits; whatever they do is perfectly acceptable, otherwise they wouldn't be bandits.

So what's wrong with being a bandit?

Le Zhengfei Bo: "..."

It seems he's overthinking things.

"The leader is open and honest," Si Jia said sincerely.

At this moment, Luo Xi took out a map from his pocket and handed it over: "The grain is right here. You can send someone to fetch it yourselves."

She had anticipated this situation even before entering the city, so she took the food out of her spatial storage early on and placed it in a fairly secluded cave.

When Le Zhengfei took the document, he saw that it was not far outside the city and could be brought back in less than a day. He was filled with gratitude beyond words.

He stood up and bowed deeply to Luo Xi: "Thank you, Madam Luo. I will have someone send you the silver right away."

Although it was originally their food supply, it was only because of Luo Xi that it returned to their hands once again, so Le Zheng Fei Yuan naturally wouldn't take it for nothing.

No wonder Chu Zhe is on good terms with him; this guy is indeed capable. Luo Xi readily agreed, "Okay, just give me the market price."

After the deal was settled, Yue Zheng Feiyuan delivered the silver in no time. He delivered it himself, followed by Si Jia, which showed his sincerity.

Luo Xi let Qinglong move into the house, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "Don't leave yet, wait for me."

As she spoke, she walked to the table, sat down, took out her usual pencil, and began to write and draw on a piece of paper.

Although Yue Zhengfeiyuan was somewhat confused, he still waited quietly to the side.

Si Jia, who had come along, was curious and took two steps forward to take a look. But when he saw it, his expression changed.

"Boss, what kind of painting technique is this? How can it be so lifelike?"

On the pristine white paper, a burly man leaps onto the surface, his square, somewhat obese face, bulbous nose, even the wrinkles between his brows and the fine hairs on his face, all gradually becoming clearer as Rose's fingers dance across the paper.

This is naturally what modern sketching is.

Chu Zhe was also surprised: "How come I didn't know you could do sketching?"

Without even looking up, Rosie continued what she was doing: "In our situation, do we need this?"

There's no need for that, why did she say that?

Chu Zhe was speechless for a moment.

They really don't need to draw anything, so what's the point?

How disgusting is it to draw zombies?

"Boss, can you teach me how to draw this sketch?" Si Jia liked it more and more as she looked at it, and asked in a bargaining manner, "Of course, I'll even become your apprentice."

Rosie: "..."

Do we have to do this for everyone?

Those who study martial arts want to become her disciples, and those who study literature also want to become her disciples. Doesn't she have too many disciples? And they're all so old.

Rose expressed some disdain!

"No need, Chu Zhe, don't you have nothing to do? You teach him."

Chu Zhe: "..."

"I can't," he replied without thinking.

"I don't believe you," Luo Xi said, staring at him intently without saying a word.

"Alright, alright, you're the boss, I'll teach you! Is that alright?" Chu Zhe sighed.

He couldn't handle Rosie's bizarre and outlandish pranks.

Si Jia was skeptical. Could everyone really paint in such a peculiar way? Why was this the first time he had ever seen it?

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