Chapter 39 Two Poor Guys

Ling Ran thought for a moment and replied, "I was assigned a duplex villa."

"A duplex?"

Zhou Hang, who was listening nearby, couldn't help but interject: "I knew that people with flying abilities were in demand, but I didn't expect them to be this popular."

Perhaps flying ability users are not popular elsewhere, but they are definitely popular at the Southern Province base.

The reason is that many cities in the southern province were completely flooded, and resources were already scarce, so this made them even more scarce.

Seafood is plentiful and there's no shortage of options, but who can afford to eat seafood every day?

Therefore, at this time, many flying ability users are needed to carry seafood to other places to exchange for supplies.

Because flight ability is a special type of ability, there aren't many people who have awakened it to begin with, and there are even fewer in the Southern Province base. So those ability users who have awakened to the flight type can really make money by flying.

As long as you don't encounter attacks from humans with ulterior motives, the profession of flying ability user is really not very dangerous.

They can fly and make money at the same time. I'm so envious.

Upon hearing this, Pei Xiu felt a mix of disappointment and happiness for his sister.

He thought that with the end of the world, he could finally be his sister's support, but he never expected that his sister would be even more capable than him.

Before the apocalypse, his older sister took care of him. From childhood to adulthood, his family strictly controlled his allowance. Only his older sister would share her own allowance and snacks with him. After his older sister became a live streamer and earned money, she bought him everything he wanted.

He always thought that he would repay his sister after he made money, but he never expected the apocalypse to come.

"Let's go." Ling Ran didn't notice Pei Xiu's mood. "Come with me to the market."

It's called a market, but it's really just a bunch of stalls, and there's also an official base store with a sign outside advertising supplies that can be exchanged for crystal cores.

The seafood stalls are the most numerous, yet also the least visited.

Ling Ran saw a large iron basin filled with crayfish that were even larger than the Doomsday Giant Dragon. A sign was hanging on it that read: Mutant crayfish, exquisite meat, fresh and alive, one crystal core per basin.

Pei Xiu followed Ling Ran's gaze and saw the sign: "Damn! One crystal core per basin, this is highway robbery!"

Ling Ran had heard all along that the seafood here was cheap, but she never expected it to be this cheap.

A whole pot of crayfish with one crystal core is being accused of robbery?

Seeing that the crayfish he was selling were fairly fresh, Ling Ran took out a crystal core and tossed it to the man: "I'll take this bowl of crayfish, Pei Xiu, take it."

"Sister, it's not worth it, you should..."

Before Pei Xiu could finish speaking, the shopkeeper took the crystal core and, with a broad smile, handed Pei Xiu a metal basin of crayfish: "Thank you, boss. This basin is yours for the taking."

After saying that, he ran away in a flash.

They moved so fast, as if afraid Ling Ran would regret it.

"Sis, buying a basin of crayfish for one crystal core is too expensive." Pei Xiu thought that his sister had just arrived at the base and did not know the situation there. He tossed the basin in his hand to Zhou Hang and quickly followed up to explain: "You don't know, we have to fight big battles every few days. When the battles are over, there will be so much seafood to pick up on the beach that it will cost nothing."

Although a single crystal core isn't much, it's better to exchange it for other resources.

"Oh, but I want to eat right now, and why bother myself when I can just pay for it?" Ling Ran asked, puzzled.

Her tone was so sincere that it made Pei Xiu and Zhou Hang, those two penniless bastards, feel utterly ashamed.

Those poor folks need to consider cost-effectiveness, but do those flying superhumans need to? They live in duplexes!

We're all human, so why is there such a big difference?