"Why do you ask that?" Min Zhizhou thought carefully about He Fang's words and suddenly felt a chill on his back.

He Fang blinked and asked as a matter of course: "Wouldn't it be possible for you to have some dirty thoughts when you see so many beautiful people?"

In Min Zhizhou's memory, in the doomsday when humans were struggling to survive, they would also try hard to maintain their appearance. Now he understands that happiness and peace are the only things that can allow humans to bloom in their most beautiful form.

"Indeed, in the city, both men and women are extremely good-looking, which is rare." Min Zhizhou's tone revealed some emotion.

He Fang did not notice Min Zhizhou's sigh, but was thinking about the physical differences between people in the city and outside the city. If he really started to communicate with people from other cities in the future, would they get married?

Such a big difference in body size and if they really combine, will it have any significant impact?

But seeing Min Zhizhou's hesitation, He Fang gave up asking further questions. He just had a sudden thought because of Min Zhizhou's special attention to women.

Then He Fang witnessed with his own eyes the sight of Min Zhizhou having his abdominal wound treated by a young nurse who was pretty, lively, had a playful smile and looked gentle.

Min Zhizhou, who was very patient, was in so much pain that he grimaced and his eyes were bloodshot.

It’s hard to put it into words.

After the nurse smiled and said goodbye to them and left, He Fang slowly asked, "Do you really not want to get married?"

"I just didn't think about it at first." Min Zhizhou's face was covered with a layer of bitterness, "Now I dare not think about it."

"I'm... sorry." He Fang felt that he had undermined Min Zhizhou's confidence in pursuing a partner.

"You don't have to apologize, I should say thank you." Let him face the reality.

The two looked at each other in silence.

"Shall I take you to the fast food restaurant next door to eat their signature burgers?" Feeling guilty and sympathetic, He Fang tried to restore the fragile N-PC's broken heart.

Min Zhizhou originally wanted to refuse.

But he couldn't resist the temptation of food.

At least after completely eliminating all distractions, he still hopes to satisfy his appetite.

The juicy meat pie and the soft and warm bread combined to create a wonderful taste, filling the mouth with the most essential taste of food and stimulating the pleasant nerves. This is a luxury food that one would never dare to think of in a mobile city, but it can be found everywhere in this paradise. Min Zhizhou showed an expression of extreme enjoyment and indulgence.

He Fang, who had nothing to do, opened Min Zhizhou's attribute panel and watched Min Zhizhou's attributes jump ten percentage points from ninety-nine percent.

Loyalty can be gained by just eating a meal. He Fang even wondered if the loyalty of urban residents was so high because they ate a lot of meals.

"How do you usually make money?" He Fang saw that Min Zhizhou's eating speed slowed down, and then he started to get into the topic of why he came to see Min Zhizhou today.

The smart Min Zhizhou understood that He Fang was referring to the money-making methods outside the city. After thinking for a moment, he said, "The Nightmare Forest is usually located directly above the city, constantly corroding the city. We will use our rich experience in the Nightmare Forest to enter the Nightmare Forest and steal as many city resources as possible, and then return to a safe place to find a mobile city to replace the resources."

Min Zhizhou's explanation was not long, and he did not exaggerate the hardships and difficulties of such an action, but He Fang could probably guess it.

"When you first came, you gave me some gold coins to buy radishes. Do those gold coins have much purchasing power?" He Fang asked.

"A lot. I'm an experienced and well-known mercenary. I always come back with a full load." Min Zhizhou was proud, but in the end he became bitter. The death of his teammates foreshadowed his failure. "Gold coins are extremely precious metals. The total amount of gold coins between cities is very small, and each gold coin is of a very large amount. It cannot be exchanged immediately."

He Fang frowned. It seemed that outside the city, once his gold coins flowed in, they might disrupt the market.

"So it's actually more of a barter thing?" He Fang asked.

"yes."

"But wouldn't bartering be difficult to do?" It is hard to imagine that this old-fashioned way of buying and selling should exist in a technologically advanced world.

"No." Min Zhizhou shook his head and said, "Because in fact, the residents in the mobile city do not have the enviable rich resources of this city."

Min Zhizhou's eyes drifted out the window, to the little girl who was buying snacks, to the vendor who was clearing away the tables after the customers left and collecting the change on the tables. The people here owned their own property and everything he could imagine.

"In a mobile city, people's bodies do not even belong to themselves, so how can there be any concept of private property?" Min Zhizhou stopped here, but the content he extended was very thought-provoking.

He Fang scratched his head. The life of people outside the city was even harder than he had imagined.

At first he wondered if he could open a trading channel, but according to Min Zhizhou's information, any transaction would probably not be between private individuals, but between cities.

He has abundant resources but no strong defenses against the enemy, so any reckless contact could be fatal.

Moreover, according to information analysis, there is an extremely exaggerated imbalance in the resources of both parties. This extremely unequal environment is just like aliens and humans conducting direct transactions. Neither party can define an accurate value to balance the market in a short period of time.

He Fang scratched his hair in frustration. He just wanted to make some money, but why was it so difficult?

"I want to make money, I want to make money, I want to make money." He Fang was frustrated, with his head tilted on the cold table. Even if the stimulation of the cold temperature could calm his brain, it could not change the fact that he was helpless now.

At this time, Min Zhizhou put down the clean Coke cup in his hand, and even chewed the ice cubes, staring at the young man's sad expression, and asked: "Why do you need to think of ways to make money as a city lord?"

He Fang raised his head and rested his chin on the table. There were red marks on his cheeks from leaning on the table. The delicate boy had a childish face and no matter how you looked at him, he couldn't be a shrewd and insightful businessman who was only interested in profit.

"If I don't want to, then who can?" He Fang was full of despair, and still thought Min Zhizhou was just saying something sarcastic, "Ask you? You are still in the era of barter."

"Leaders don't need to be proficient in everything. Everyone has their own specialization. Researchers specialize in research, police stations specialize in public security, hospitals specialize in treatment, and as the city lord, you should specialize in the use of people." Even in Min Zhizhou's small mercenary team, he had carefully selected his teammates. Min Zhizhou's face darkened, and then said, "Don't you have people who specialize in making money among your subordinates?"

He Fang was stunned. A tall building model he had made appeared in his mind, and his eyes lit up: "Ministry of Finance!"