Ye Miao put the Pi Xiu into his backpack and was about to go out when he received the message.
Fang Shuqin: Ye Miao, I found the pharmacist, right at the entrance of the shelter. Are you back?
Ye Miao quickly replied, "Right away!" and closed the window to greet them. As he walked out the door, he saw Fang Shuqin and another middle-aged player waiting outside.
Because they had no fighting skills, the two of them were a little nervous outside the door, staring around vigilantly, afraid that a monster would appear. Seeing Ye Miao, they breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Shuqin introduced her first: "This is Zhu Yihua, my old classmate."
Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yihua had already made the target visible to Ye Miao. Ye Miao looked closely and saw that the potion skill was level 75. He immediately smiled and said, "Welcome, welcome. Please come in!"
"...Do you really need a member like me?" Zhu Yihua hesitantly reminded, "I can't fight at all. I don't understand any of your skills."
Upon hearing this, Ye Miao smiled as if it was natural, "No group can survive by fighting alone. With your Alchemy skill at level 75, you're a treasure no matter where you are!"
She felt that she was not lying when she said this, but she saw Zhu Yihua smile bitterly: "Don't try to trick me, no one cares about me outside."
Ye Miao couldn't help but be surprised. As he invited the person into the shelter's reception room, he asked, "Have you been to other shelters before?"
Zhu Yihua nodded: "Yes."
Ye Miao: "They don't accept you?"
"Yeah." Zhu Yihua said as he sat down on the simple plastic chair in the reception room. "They said that potion skills are good, but healing skills are more important to the team. Compared to healing, potions are used in fewer occasions, and potions can be bought outside. Instead of hiring a pharmacist, it's better to save the food rations and hire a capable fighter."
Ye Miao listened to her words and understood the ideas of those shelters.
The apocalypse had just begun, and the shelters had only recently been established, each accommodating only 30 people. This forced each team to carefully select its members. Coupled with the unpredictable reality of "one wrong move could lead to death," most teams naturally abandoned members with less-than-popular skills, reserving the few remaining spots for the more capable in order to survive the crisis.
If Ye Miao were just an ordinary player, she would probably have to do the same. But now, her maximum combat level can largely make up for the team's lack of combat power. The shelter quota can be used to recruit a variety of talents, which is bound to be beneficial for long-term development.
Ye Miao told Zhu Yihua, "The shelter has just been established. In order to develop, the members need a lot of medicine to go out and fight monsters and gather materials, but we are not financially well-off. How about this: you don't have to participate in the regular monster hunting and gathering, or the night shifts. You just need to make various potions. But at this stage, I can't pay you for these medicines. I can only provide you with the materials. After a while, when you have more money, we can discuss the profit sharing."
"Okay, okay!" Zhu Yihua's eyes lit up and he agreed repeatedly, not feeling that he was at a disadvantage at all.
When the apocalypse arrives, finding a way to survive is the most important thing. For someone like her who can't fight, how could she have the energy to worry about money?
But she had to ask: "Excuse me, three meals a day..."
Ye Miao said: "Now we all live together and eat together, so the meals are provided."
"Okay." Zhu Yihua breathed a sigh of relief, then opened his backpack and took out fifty gold coins as Fang Shuqin had said before and gave them to Ye Miao to buy a thatched hut.
Ye Miao smiled, walked out of the reception room, and activated the construction technique. The thatched hut was built in a few minutes. Zhu Yihua walked into the thatched hut and looked around, his eyes actually feeling a little sore.
Her home was demolished by monsters on the first day she arrived in this other world, leaving nothing behind. These days, she's been either hiding or relying on old friends for support, but now she has her own place to live.
As night fell, the world fell silent. After Ye Miao finished drawing the blueprints for the twin swords at Sun Xu's place, he returned to his own quarters and lay down on the wooden bed. His left hand intermittently stroked the sleeping Pixiu beside him, while his right hand operated the control panel, counting the resources.
This could be considered a bit of a "privilege" for the shelter owner. Other members could not touch anything in the warehouse without her permission, but she could not only take anything at will, but also remotely view the list through the panel.
After a few days of grinding monsters, the warehouse had accumulated quite a bit of goodies. In-game drops like "bones" and "chicken" could be used as food, so they could last for a while. Add to that the various pre-apocalyptic foods the members had brought, and the shelter wouldn't have to worry about food and drink for a while.
Apart from that, equipment and potions are rare resources, and each one must be used wisely.
As for gold coins, Ye Miao opened her backpack and took a look. She now had over 9,000 gold coins, just shy of 10,000. She planned to get up tomorrow and kill another wave of monsters. Once she had saved up 10,000 gold coins, she would go wander around the city and see if she could find a traveling merchant to buy a barrier stone for the shelter.
As soon as Ye Miao opened his eyes the next day, he received a system notification: The card [Fire from Heaven] you consigned at Sunset Bar has been successfully sold for 7,000 gold. The system automatically charged Sunset Bar a 10% handling fee, totaling 700 gold. 6,300 gold has been received, please check.
"Damn!" Ye Miao exclaimed, and when he opened his backpack, he saw that the number of gold coins inside had indeed become 16,000+.
Ye Miao made a decisive move and got out of bed, picked up her backpack and walked out. In the open space of the shelter, the members were making breakfast together. When they saw Ye Miao coming out, they went straight to the door. Everyone was stunned. Su Xinran called her, "Boss, aren't you going to have breakfast?"
"I have something to do today, so I'll be leaving first." Ye Miao said briefly and didn't say directly that he was going to buy barrier stones, so as to avoid disappointing everyone if he was unlucky and didn't meet the traveling merchant.
Then she remembered something, stopped and looked around, her eyes landing on Fang Yuming: "Our combat skills are not very high, please protect us today."
Fang Yuming was eating a hand-pulled pancake and was startled when he heard this. He then nodded, "Okay."
"If you encounter someone you can't beat, just send me a message and I will come back as soon as possible." Ye Miao said again.
Fang Yuming's eyebrows twitched unconcealably.
What does that mean? This girl means she’s a better fighter than him?
Although he had heard his mother talk about how she dealt with the night attack and knew that she was quite capable, when he heard her say that, a barrage of dissatisfaction flashed through his mind: Who are you looking down on!
However, Ye Miao didn't think much of it and left after he felt that everything was clear.
Ye Miao was very agile and could walk very quickly if she focused on her steps. She arrived at City T in about half an hour. However, City T was very large, and the itinerant merchants' locations were not marked on the map. She could only walk the streets and alleys to find them, killing monsters when she saw them and saving their drops.
After searching like this, it was noon unknowingly. Ye Miao sighed and thought to himself: If I had known it would be so difficult to find, I should have brought more food when I went out.
She had indeed underestimated the difficulty of finding the traveling merchant, so she hadn't eaten anything when she left, and had picked some berries on the way for breakfast. Now, half a day had passed, and the berries had long been digested, and her physical strength had dropped to half.
In the game "Fantasy World", physical strength also affects movement speed. The more it drops, the slower you move. If it drops below 10%, you might even get sick. So even though Ye Miao's physical strength is as high as 7000, she plans to find something to eat first so that she doesn't have to work on an empty stomach.
The street I was passing through was quite busy. Before the apocalypse, this must have been a place full of office buildings. Although the buildings were now abandoned, I could still see some restaurants, bakeries, cafes, and convenience stores in the ground floor.
It was now the eleventh day of the apocalypse. Ye Miao estimated that some remaining supplies that had not been looted might still be found in these places, so he walked towards a 7-22 convenience store not far away.
Generally speaking, convenience stores are not very large, but this one is relatively spacious, looking about 30 to 40 square meters. There is a counter at the entrance, and further inside are neatly arranged shelves.
Messy goods were scattered all over the floor, many of which had their packaging torn during the looting.
Ye Miao looked up and vaguely saw some intact food on the innermost shelf, so he strode in. Along the way, he stepped on some potato chips scattered on the ground after the packaging was torn, and the chips broke and crackled.
Walking to the shelf at the end, Ye Miao picked up a box of self-heating hot pot.
The next moment, Ye Miao's gaze stopped on the shelf, and his eyes froze slightly.
There were about twenty or thirty boxes of self-heating hot pot, neatly stacked. On the left was Nongfu Spring mineral water, and on the right was Dove chocolate, also neatly stacked.
Ye Miao took a deep breath calmly, and his hand quietly reached for the dagger hanging on the side of the backpack.
"Swoosh--" A sound suddenly rang out, a gleam of light flashed in Ye Miao's eyes, and he turned his head suddenly, watching a silver dart pass by!
Immediately afterwards, another cold light came, and Ye Miao quickly dodged. With a "clang" sound, the machete hit the shelf, and in the blink of an eye it attacked Ye Miao again, but at the critical moment, the sharp blade stopped in front of her throat.
Ye Miao raised her eyes and looked silently at the burly middle-aged man in front of her, feeling a little regretful.
If that strike had hit her, even just touched her clothes, the system would have identified her as an enemy, triggering her passive skill, [Nightmare Invasion]. Unfortunately, her agility was too high, and she dodged perfectly, leaving no chance for the passive skill to trigger.
The man with the machete glared at her hand fiercely: "Put down the knife!"
Seeing that the other party didn't want her life, Ye Miao had no intention of escalating the conflict. She threw down the dagger as she was told and raised her hands in a show of weakness: "I'm just passing by and want to find something to eat, enough for a meal."
Before he finished speaking, a frivolous whistle was heard from not far away.
Ye Miao looked up and saw a metal door. It looked like it was the storeroom of a convenience store. A man with dyed blond hair, a large gold chain around his neck, and his hands in his pockets, walked out of the door in a nonchalant manner and stopped about seven or eight steps away from her.
"Girl, you are quite perceptive. How did you find out there was someone here?" He chuckled, his tone not friendly.
Ye Miao looked calm. "It's been eleven days since the apocalypse. The convenience store must have been looted countless times. The neatly arranged water and food are enough to prove that someone is here. Also..." She paused. "If this was the stock the convenience store had previously, the self-heating hot pot, drinking water, and chocolate wouldn't be placed next to each other."
Whether it's a large supermarket or a convenience store, goods are categorized to make it easier for customers to choose. Drinking water is usually placed with beverages, chocolate is considered sugar, and self-heating hot pot and instant noodles are stacked together.
"Tsk, I was careless." The yellow-haired man clicked his tongue and reflected on the shortcomings of this trap.
Then he praised: "Sister is very smart."
Ye Miao didn't say anything.
“But in the last days, cleverness cannot be eaten, only rice can be eaten.”
Ye Miao: Nonsense literature?
The man lowered his gaze to the box of self-heating hot pot in Ye Miao's hand: "Want to eat this? I'll sell it to you for 500 gold coins."
"Robbery?!" Ye Miao blurted out.
In the game "Fantasy World", there are foods worth more than 500 gold coins, but these white-quality foods that can only increase physical strength are definitely not included.
The author has something to say:
Huangmao: Only rice can be eaten.
Ye Miao: The last time I heard something like this was last time.
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