Chapter 59: Delivery Mission - Personally Delivering to a Biotechnology Company in a Bear Market...
The car was stopped at the entrance of Campground No. 2.
The security guard, holding a cup of hot tea and reading a newspaper, didn't even look up: "Parking is 50, add 20 for overnight parking."
Fang Zhiyi had a sudden inspiration: "We're here to deliver goods."
The security guard looked up, took off his reading glasses, and carefully examined him.
Fang Zhiyi smiled brightly and pointed to the trunk: "Delivering goods to Huazhu Hotel and 5S Auto Repair Station."
The security guard glanced at the goods in the trunk, took down a booklet hanging on the wall of the security room, licked his fingers, and flipped through it page by page.
"Hmm..." The security guard nodded. "You can come in."
There was no charge, and the barrier in front of them was raised. Fang Zhiyi and Chu Zhao exchanged a glance, and the car slowly drove in.
The cars behind tried to squeeze in, but despite the security guard's advanced age and failing eyesight, he was quick and decisive, pulling down the gate and slamming the parking barrier shut with a bang.
The security guard calmly replied, "The pole is damaged and you'll need to pay 1,000 yuan for parts."
The car behind braked suddenly and stopped; if it had been any slower, it would have hit the bumper.
The security guard blew on his hot tea and said the same thing again: "50 to go in, 20 extra for overnight stay."
A defiant man poked his head out of the driver's seat and demanded, "Damn it, why don't they have to pay?"
The security guard rolled his eyes: "They're here to deliver goods."
Before the man could say anything more, he heard a woman's voice from the passenger seat: "Hey bro, pay up and get in quickly, stop dawdling."
Brother Cha could only grumble and pull out 50 parts, intending to catch up with the car in front and ask what it was delivering. He stepped on the gas and entered the No. 2 car camp, but within moments, the car was nowhere to be seen.
"Did you see their license plates?" Brother Cha asked, turning his head.
The girl in the passenger seat shook her head: "I didn't look." She paused, then added, "Let's go check the parking lot."
Brother Cha glanced at the map in the camp, turned the steering wheel to the left, and entered the parking lot on the left side of the camp.
Meanwhile, Fang Zhiyi and Chu Zhao headed to the commercial street on the right side of the camp.
The Highway 2 campground is similar to the previous one, with a pig-themed hotel, a general store, a polar bear travel agency, and an additional clinic.
Fang Zhiyi touched her calf; the wound had stopped bleeding, but it wasn't fully healed yet, and walking caused her pain.
Chu Zhao drove up to the clinic and parked the car.
Fang Zhiyi got out of the car and walked a few steps, appearing to be limping.
Chu Zhao reached out and helped him into the clinic.
The clinic was small, its walls and floors pristine white, the air thick with the smell of disinfectant. A doctor in a white coat, wearing a stethoscope, looked up: "Injured?"
With Chu Zhao's help, Fang Zhiyi sat down opposite the doctor, stretched out his injured leg, and tore off the bandage to reveal the bloody wound.
"I was scratched by a cat in the wasteland."
The doctor shone his flashlight on the wound: "Tsk tsk... this is quite a serious injury. It needs cleaning, disinfection, and bandaging. Go to the window to pay first, then come back with the receipt." The last part was addressed to Chu Zhao: "100 parts."
Fang Zhiyi gasped.
I don't know if it's the pain from the wound or the heartache of spending money.
For a moment, he even considered leaving.
Chu Zhao pressed down on his shoulder: "I'll go pay the bill."
Fang Zhiyi bared his teeth.
He knows what money should be spent on and what money shouldn't be spent on. He needs to get his wound treated at the Highway 2 campsite, otherwise it will affect the rest of the trip.
I know that, but I still feel bad that I only have 499 parts in my bag right now, and I'm about to spend 1/5 of them all.
The doctor's glasses reflected a cold light: "I lack scorpion venom for my experiments. If you have any, you can use it to reduce the cost."
Fang Zhiyi realized what was happening: "Yes."
He took out the venom from his backpack, thought for a moment, then took out a scorpion tail and placed them on the table together. "How much will this reduce?"
The scorpion's tail was sharp and shimmered with a ghostly blue light.
The doctor picked it up and nodded in satisfaction: "Just pay for the medicine, 20 parts."
Chu Zhao went to the payment window, paid the money, and came back with the receipt.
The veterinarian accepted the prescription, took out surgical instruments, and first used hydrogen peroxide to clean away the blood and grit. Only then did he notice a dark, gritty substance deep within the wound that showed no signs of healing. This was toxin from the wildcat's paw; if left untreated, it would spread to the lower leg, ultimately leading to amputation.
The doctor took out a small bottle of serum, shook it, then used a syringe to draw it out and gave it an injection in the calf.
The serum had an immediate effect; the blackness of the wound quickly faded and it began to heal.
The doctor adjusted his glasses: "All done."
Fang Zhiyi stood up and tried it. The wound no longer hurt. Looking down, her calf was completely healed, without a trace.
This money was well spent.
"Thank you, doctor."
The doctor gave a curt "hmm" and began tidying up the tools on the table.
Fang Zhiyi said to Chu Zhao, "Let's deliver the goods first, then go get the car repaired."
The doctor suddenly spoke up: "Wait a minute." He looked over. "You still deliver goods?"
Fang Zhiyi sensed the mission was coming and replied, "It was a delivery. We delivered it from Camp 1."
Doctor: "I also have something to send to another place."
[Mission - Unexpected Delivery]
[The doctor needs you to deliver the cooler containing serum to the bear market.]
[Attachment: Cooler box (5kg/cannot be packed into a backpack)]
[Reward: 1000 parts]
[Limited-Time Task]
[Delivery time: 36 hours]
[Acceptance or rejection]
1000 parts!
Fang Zhiyi's gaze was immediately fixed on the number. Without even carefully reading the task details, he directly chose to accept.
"No problem!" Fang Zhiyi practically patted his chest and said, "I guarantee I'll deliver it to you."
Doctor: "The serum isn't ready yet. Please bring it in two hours."
They happened to be delivering goods to the Huazhu Hotel and the 5S Auto Repair Station.
After leaving the clinic, they went to the Flower Pig Hotel at the other end of the commercial street.
The hotel's sign is eye-catching, but its high prices deter most people, resulting in a sparsely populated area.
The boss was fast asleep, slumped over his desk.
Fang Zhiyi pushed the door open, startling the wind chimes hanging by the door. The shopkeeper looked up groggily: "...Is someone here?"
Fang Zhiyi held up the package in her hand: "Please sign for your package."
The shop owner wiped the drool from his mouth: "Oh, oh, just put it over there."
Fang Zhiyi placed the express box on the empty space in the corner, and then looked at the boss again.
The boss felt uncomfortable under the stare, touched his face again, and muttered, "There's nothing dirty on my face..."
Fang Zhiyi reminded him: "Rewards."
"Oh, oh!" The boss realized what was happening, pulled open a drawer, and grabbed a handful of parts. "This is your payment."
[Obtain 220 parts]
After accepting the payment, Fang Zhiyi went straight to the 5S auto repair station.
The maintenance station occupies a large area at the far east end of the camp, where many abandoned cars are parked, and the low-ceilinged factory buildings occasionally emit a roaring sound.
Chu Zhao parked the car in the open space, opened the trunk, and with a strong lift of his arm, he steadily held the 30kg box in his arms.
Fang Zhiyi walked ahead and knocked on the open door.
The repairman came out with a wrench, his face grim: "Who is it?"
Fang Zhiyi: "Delivery. Courier service from Camp 1."
The repairman glanced at the package, then took it with one hand, his biceps bulging, displaying impressive arm strength.
The mechanic opened the package in front of them, revealing it to be full of clattering car parts.
“We just happen to be missing this part…” The repairman tossed the box aside, rummaged through a corner and pulled out a handful of dark, oil-covered parts. “Here’s your payment.”
[Obtain 200 parts]
After a busy half-day, I had a total of 899 parts in my pocket.
Fang Zhiyi rummaged around for a moment and said, "We still need to fix the car."
The mechanic didn't waste any time: "Where's the car?"
Fang's meaning: "It's right outside."
The mechanic strode out, located the car parked in the yard precisely, walked around it, touching and examining it, even crawling under the car to check.
"The bumper is broken, the paint is chipped, all four tires are damaged, two can be repaired, two need to be replaced... the chassis is also slightly scratched." The mechanic rattled off a long list, "A total of 800 parts will be needed to repair it."
Fang Zhiyi: "...?"
How can you just happen to empty the parts out of his pocket?
He couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it supposed to only cost 200 parts to repair a car?"
Repairman: "200 for one repair."
Fang Zhiyi didn't understand: "Didn't I just do it once?"
"Four times." The mechanic held up one finger. "Repairing the bumper, touching up the paint, patching the tire, and overhauling the chassis." He held up one finger for each item he mentioned, making it a total of four times.
Fang Zhiyi looked to Chu Zhao for help.
Chu Zhao understood immediately and stepped forward to strike up a conversation, attempting to build rapport in exchange for a discount.
The repairmen here are stubborn and unyielding. No matter what you say, they just keep a straight face and say, "If you want it fixed, fix it. If you can't fix it, don't get in the way."
Fang Zhiyi was out of ideas.
After considering it for a moment, I discussed it with Chu Zhao and said, "I think we don't need to repair the paint."
Scratching the paint will only affect the appearance, not the function. Instead of wasting 200 yuan on repairs, you should save that money for something else.
Chu Zhao pondered for a moment: "Okay."
Fang Zhiyi continued talking to the repairman: "We have a brochure from the repair shop, could you give us a 10% discount?"
The repairman glanced at it and said, "It's fine."
Fang Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief.
Every little bit helps.
Even with a 10% discount, the repair cost is still 540 parts, and the thought of having to pay that much is painful.
Not to mention the repairman added insult to injury: "Bring your own materials." He rattled off a list of materials like reciting a menu: "4 rubbers, 4 screws, 2 gears, 1 wrench."
The backpack contains 7 rubber items, 10 screws, 2 gears, and 1 wrench. More than enough to repair the car, but this will make things even harder for the already struggling family.
Having no other choice, Fang Zhiyi had to hand over the materials.
The mechanic was quick and efficient: "Come pick up the car in an hour."
Fang Zhiyi walked out of the 5S car repair shop dejectedly.
We're too poor.
We lack money, we lack materials... we lack everything.
This is just a car repair and it's already taken up so many parts and materials. When will it finally be upgraded to a Tier 2 car?
Fang Zhiyi sensed the urgency.
In the previous two worlds, he had never encountered such a problem and leveled up quickly, becoming the first player to reach level 5.
And now... the first day is almost over and we're still stuck with a level 1 sedan, about to be left far behind by the other players.
Fang Zhiyi lowered his head, looking as if black smoke was rising from his head.
Chu Zhao reached out and patted him on the shoulder.
Fang Zhiyi looked back.
Chu Zhao said, "The map of this world is large and the material refresh rate is low, so it's already very difficult. You're already very impressive." His tone was calm but firm. "Even I might not be able to do as well as you."
Fang Zhiyi couldn't help but laugh: "It's not as amazing as you make it out to be..." His emotions came and went quickly, and he wasn't affected at all. He was already planning what to do next. "Let's go to the general store and see if we can sell some things to exchange for some parts."
With an hour to go before he could pick up his car, and nothing else to do at the car park, Fang Zhiyi decided to try his luck at the general merchandise supply and marketing cooperative to see if they were willing to buy his car at a high price.
Unfortunately, we didn't get such a good deal this time. At the original price, the hides, bones, and meat were all too cheap. Selling them to the supply and marketing cooperative would only yield a few dozen parts, which wasn't worthwhile.
Chu Zhao said, "Give me these materials, and I'll go and replace them with parts."
Although the two are currently in the same car, Fang Zhiyi holds the dominant position. He is the owner of the vehicle, while Chu Zhao is the co-driver; their authority levels are different.
For example, with backpacks, Fang Zhiyi can use the things in Chu Zhao's bag, but Chu Zhao can't.
Fang Zhiyi only just realized about this permission system, and after trying it out, he shared his backpack with Chu Zhao. This way, both of them could use the supplies in the other's backpack.
"You can just take it out."
On this point, Shang Zhi still believes in Chu Zhao. To put it bluntly, the two of them are now in the same boat, neither can live without the other. The parts obtained from these materials are also used to upgrade and modify the car.
Chu Zhao took out the fur, meat, and bones from his backpack and stood still.
Fang Zhiyi knew that this meant they had entered a channel to sell these materials.
With nothing to do, he wandered around aimlessly when suddenly a figure darted out from a corner and crashed directly into him.
Fortunately, Fang Zhiyi reacted quickly and dodged to the side.
The figure staggered and fell to the ground.
Fang Zhiyi looked closely and realized that it was a seven or eight-year-old child who had run too fast and hadn't been watching where he was going. He had fallen to the ground along with the things he was carrying and was now sitting there crying loudly.
The crying attracted the other NPCs, who peeked out to see what was happening.
There weren't many people on the commercial street; it was just Fang Zhiyi and the child. All eyes immediately fell on Fang Zhiyi, filled with suspicion.
"Isn't this the repairman's son?"
"Were you bullied by outsiders?"
“I knew it…”
As the whispers continued, the NPC's gaze grew increasingly hostile.
NPCs also have a level of favorability.
Fang Zhiyi befriended the polar bear and subsequently gained many benefits; similarly, offending an NPC meant finding it difficult to move an inch within the camp.
With the incessant crying still ringing in his ears, Fang Zhiyi's head was about to explode. He quickly helped the child up and patted the dust off his body.
"Are you alright?" Fang Zhiyi shouted, explaining the whole story. "Don't run so fast next time. It's one thing to bump into someone, but it also makes you more likely to fall."
The implication is that the child fell because he wasn't looking where he was going, and it had nothing to do with him.
The child didn't hear a word and cried louder and louder.
Fang Zhiyi picked up what he had dropped on the ground—a small box of toys—and put it in his hands.
The child stopped crying, but was still sniffling: "It was because you suddenly moved away that I fell."
Fang Zhiyi's lips twitched.
naughty child.
They're still distorting the truth here.
The NPC reappeared, pointing and gesturing at him.
"Bullying a child."
"Should we go find his father?"
"Given the repairman's temperament, he won't tolerate these outsiders..."
Fang Zhiyi's headache started again: "Stop crying!"
The mischievous child persisted: "My toy is broken, you have to buy me a new one!"
As more and more NPCs gathered to watch, and the situation was about to escalate, Fang Zhiyi had no choice but to take out the glass beads from his backpack.
The little boy stared intently at the beads, exclaiming in fascination, "So beautiful..."
Fang Zhiyi twirled the bead: "If you admit that you fell down on your own, I'll give this to you."
Without a second thought, the brat exclaimed, "I fell down by myself! Give it to me, give it to me!"
Fang Zhiyi turned to look at the group of NPCs who were watching the commotion: "Did you hear that?"
The NPC who was cricket-catching: "..."
Fang Zhiyi: "Didn't you hear me tell him to say it again?"
One by one, the NPCs averted their gazes, avoiding his direct eye contact. Having dealt with the idle NPCs, the mischievous child, still unsatisfied, pounced on him with a howl, scratching wildly: "Give it to me! Give it to me! Give it to me—"
Fang Zhiyi put the glass bead away and made a face: "No."
The brat, having missed his chance, widened his eyes and exclaimed, "You bullied me! I'm going to get my dad to beat you up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared at the other end of the street.
The naughty child: "Dad!"
The repairman quickly stepped forward.
Now that the brat had someone to rely on, he became even more smug, hands on his hips, and said, "Hurry up and give me the glass bead, or you'll regret it!"
The repairman was getting closer and closer.
Fang Zhiyi hesitated for a moment.
It wasn't because of the unruly child's threat, but because their car was still with the mechanic, and it wasn't worth getting into the mechanic's wrath over something like this...
Just as he was about to take out the glass bead to settle things, the repairman reached out and picked up the brat.
Caught off guard, the child cried out, "Dad... Dad?"
The repairman pulled down his pants and started hitting him, the slaps making a loud, crisp sound.
The kid was stunned.
The naughty child cried.
"Waaaaah—" the little brat writhed wildly, "Daddy, Daddy, he bullied me, why are you hitting me—"
The repairman stopped: "Making trouble out of nothing deserves a beating, and trying to deceive outsiders deserves an even greater beating."
The mischievous child tried to explain, "Dad..."
Repairman: "I heard everything. You fell down by yourself."
The naughty child: "..."
After explaining, the repairman continued working.
Clap clap clap.
One after another.
Fang Zhiyi was pleased to see this and felt that it was about time. He then stepped forward to play the good guy: "Forget it, the child is just being immature. We can teach him slowly when we get back."
The mechanic stopped what he was doing and said curtly, "Sorry." He paused, then added, "I'll modify your tires for free."
Fang's meaning: !
An unexpected disaster turned into a stroke of good fortune.
Fang Zhiyi couldn't hide her smile: "Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing. I won't hold a grudge against a little kid... What's this naughtiness? It just means you're healthy and agile!"
It would be best to crash into him twice more and completely remodel the car from front to back.
I received a free tire upgrade. After the upgrade, the tire rims became thicker and more robust, which not only reduced the bumps in the car but also prevented tire blowouts.
Chu Zhao also traded out the furs and other materials.
I don't know how he negotiated it, but he exchanged 2 hides, 7 bones, and 3 pieces of meat for a total of 177 parts, which was more than double the price he would have gotten at the supply and marketing cooperative.
Fang Zhiyi clicked her tongue in amazement: "How did you manage to sell it?"
Chu Zhao: "Some people are short of these furs for quests, and meat is selling fast too. Actually, players are short of food. I stayed in the channel for a while longer."
Fang Zhiyi always sells things at a fixed price; it's really impossible for him to negotiate and haggle with each item individually.
In his view, it would be better to open more treasure chests and collect materials than to waste time haggling with players.
It's good to leave this matter to Chu Zhao now. One of them can handle internal affairs while the other can handle external affairs, so he doesn't need to worry about it anymore.
Fang Zhiyi stopped worrying about it, drove her brand-new car away from the 5S auto repair shop, and went back to the clinic entrance to pick up the package she needed to deliver.
The doctor had prepared the serum in advance. As soon as they came in, he took out a cooler from the refrigerator and handed it to them personally, adding, "Be sure to deliver it to the biotechnology company in the center of the bear city center in person."
Fang Zhiyi's hand suddenly felt heavy, and before he could react, he had already taken the cooler. He belatedly asked, "Wait... where are we sending it?"
The doctor repeated: "Play the bear market."
Fang Zhiyi had a bad feeling and tentatively asked, "The biotechnology company you're talking about isn't called Umbrella Company, is it?"
Doctor: "Of course not."
Fang Zhiyi had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him say, "It's the Sun Umbrella Company."
Fang Zhiyi: "..."
Is there any difference?
The doctor asked, "Are there any other problems?"
Fang Zhiyi replied dryly, "No."
The doctor seemed to remember something: "The residents of the bear market are different from us. They hate outsiders. Hmm... It's best to prepare enough weapons before you go. Also, whatever you do, don't get bitten by them."
...It sounds like a zombie.
Even if the game is a zombie apocalypse and there are 1000 parts, I still have to go on this mission.
As they left the clinic carrying the cooler, a car suddenly appeared in the distance. The window rolled down, the car glanced at them, and then a tall, slender girl jumped out after a sudden stop.
The girl looked the car up and down, then said casually to the people inside, "Hey bro, isn't this the same car as before?"
The other car door opened, and a man who looked irritable and half-asleep got out: "Damn..." He stared at it for a while, "It really is this car."
The girl muttered, "No wonder I couldn't find it in the parking lot; it turned out it had run into here."
The two chatted as if no one else was around. Fang Zhiyi listened for a while and then spoke up to stop them: "Is there something you need?"
The girl and the guy stopped what they were doing and looked over at the same time. The moment they saw Fang Zhiyi, their eyes widened and they exclaimed in unison, "Big Boss?"
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