Chapter 72 Midnight Harassment

Zuo Shan was sound asleep when he was woken up by the vibration of his wristwatch. Looking at the number displayed on it, he found it was an unfamiliar number with no recorded name.

She didn't want to answer, but the other party kept calling persistently and wouldn't stop, so she had no choice but to press the answer button.

"Hey! Don't you have any sense of public decency? It's the middle of the night, and you're still up, dialing the wrong number! Believe me or not, I'll have someone complain about you tomorrow!" she complained irritably.

Mortilan Shield: ...

Although the woman's voice was heavy with sleepiness, it was full of energy, and she seemed perfectly fine.

It seemed he had been worrying unnecessarily, so he promptly hung up the call and went back to bed.

The other party hung up the call without saying a word, which made Zuo Shan even angrier. Why did they wake her up without even an apology?

About fifteen minutes later, just as Motiland was starting to feel a little sleepy, he felt the vibration coming from his watch.

His watch was set to automatically block incoming calls from only a few numbers, while the rest would be forwarded to his personal assistant Matt's watch.

However, the number on the left was one he had just dialed, and the watch intelligently recognized it as an important number and connected the call.

Who could it be so late at night?

As Motiland was thinking this, he raised his wristwatch and glanced at it. He saw that the nickname on the wristwatch was: Intimate Beauty.

He was stunned!

What the heck is this? When did he get this nickname in his contacts? How come he didn't know about it! This must be the watch's AI taking it upon itself to label him.

He remembered that this AI had just been upgraded last month, so how could it have such a malfunction?

Modilan was so angry that he wanted to format the damned AI directly, so he clicked "reject" without thinking.

It must be said, this was truly a beautiful misunderstanding.

Because he had previously used the watch's advanced permissions to specifically check the other party's contact number, and the information showed that the other party was a young woman, the watch's built-in artificial intelligence made such a note for this unmarked woman.

Modilan was so angry that his hands were shaking, and he immediately rejected the call.

Zuo Shan was even angrier when her call was rejected; she couldn't let this go unpunished!

Rejected? Great, I'm not sleeping tonight, I'll annoy you until you're exhausted!

After being rejected for the third time, Modilan finally couldn't stand the vibrations from his wristwatch any longer and answered the call. A familiar roar came from the other end:

"You bastard! Why do you keep harassing me in the middle of the night, and when I call back you keep rejecting my calls? Believe me, if you don't answer, I'll keep calling and calling until dawn!"

Well, now Mortilan is even more certain that the woman is perfectly fine.

Clearly, she didn't know that the person on the other end of the watch was him. Since that was the case, he simply decided not to let her know, as he didn't want her to misunderstand how much he cared about her.

So he hung up the call and casually sent a message: Sorry! I dialed the wrong number earlier and disturbed your sleep. I'm so sorry!

When Zuo Shan saw the apology message, the breath that had been stuck in his chest finally came out. In a good mood, he casually added a nickname to the unfamiliar number: Midnight Wanderer.

**

Having obtained so many peanuts at once, after satisfying his taste buds, Zuo Shan's first thought was to press them into peanut oil.

After arriving in the wasteland, she went to great lengths to get a little bit of oil from the boiled bamboo rat meat sauce, but that was far from enough for everyday cooking.

Although she didn't know the oil yield of peanuts, as a commonly used vegetable oil in daily life, she assumed that its oil yield should not be too low.

The problem now is that she lacks a home oil press.

Whenever she lacks daily necessities, the first person she thinks of is Uncle Wu. And so, she took a bus into the city again.

She now refers to going to the 48th district as going into the city, and she feels that every time she goes there to shop, it's like a rural person going to the county town to buy things.

It's inconvenient to bring Xiaobao into the city, so Maoli stayed home with her. After all, safety is generally guaranteed when shopping in the city, and Uncle Wu is there to look after her.

Zuo Shan brought Uncle Wu ten fresh peanuts, a dish of pickled vegetables, and a small bag of bamboo rat meat sauce today. She had caught quite a few bamboo rats last time, so she was happy to be generous.

Of course, Uncle Wu would also give her some daily necessities each time, such as soap and toothbrushes, which are "luxuries" that even scavengers in District 50 would not dare to buy.

Actually, these items aren't very expensive, costing between ten and twenty silver coins, but for scavengers who can't even fill their stomachs, it's an expense they can skip.

The most expensive thing in the wasteland is food, especially low-radiation food and high-level mutated beast meat. The former is good for health, while the latter can help improve superpowers.

The bamboo rat meat that Zuo Shan gave to Uncle Wu wasn't very expensive, because it was moderately irradiated and a first-tier mutated beast. Moreover, the amount she brought him each time was only about fifty grams, and the pickled vegetables were at most two hundred grams.

Friends should not give each other too many gifts, so that neither of them will feel too burdened.

At that moment, seeing the girl walk into the shop, Wu Qiong immediately smiled and said, "Little Fan, you're here?"

Last time, Zuo Shan said that calling her Miss Zuo all the time seemed too formal, and suggested that she be called by her nickname instead. Wu Qiong readily accepted and found it very easy to say.

"Yes, Uncle, how have you been lately?" Zuo Shan nodded with a smile.

"Okay, I just miss your kimchi!" Wu Qiong said honestly. Actually, he wanted to eat the bamboo rat meat sauce that the girl made even more, but meat was much more expensive than wild vegetables, so he was too embarrassed to ask.

Besides, this girl is pregnant now and lacks nutrition, so she should eat more. Unless she is short of money and wants to sell bamboo rat meat sauce, he really can't take away the little bit she saves from eating.

"That's perfect, I brought you some today." Zuo Shan took things out of his backpack and placed them one by one on his counter.

"Wow! There are even fresh peanuts! This is a rare treat. Looks like I'm in for a treat today!" Wu Qiong laughed even more happily.

"I was lucky to come across this by chance. I heard that this can be used to extract oil. Do you sell small oil presses here, sir?" Zuo Shan asked casually.

“That thing really doesn’t exist. I’ve never even heard of it. I doubt it’s available outside of District 46.” Wu Qiong shook his head.

Zuo Shan knew that there were strict restrictions on travel between districts. Residents of the inner district could go to the outer district at will, but residents of the outer district could only cross a maximum of two districts to enter the inner district.

For example, if she is a resident of District 50, she can only go to District 48 at most. If she wants to go to District 47 or 46, she will need to prepare a special pass.

For example, the day they went to District 46 to collect small moonflowers, the mercenary group had obtained area passes in advance; otherwise, her wristwatch would have emitted a piercing alarm when crossing the boundary between the two districts.

Furthermore, their pass is restricted to the small sunflower planting area; leaving the area will also trigger an alarm.

Special planting bases like District 46 are under extremely strict control; even residents of District 48 like Wu Qiong are not qualified to enter.

Hearing Uncle Wu say this, Zuo Shan was somewhat disappointed. It seemed that his hopes of pressing some peanut oil were temporarily dashed.

Fortunately, peanuts have a relatively long shelf life, so you can keep them and eat them slowly.