"Yes, 100 milliliters of water for five units of material. Milliliters of water..."
This will provide me with a total of 180,000 units of material, which is quite a good income.
Mo Ran lay comfortably on the chair, crossed her legs, and hummed a song.
Not only that, Mo Ran's private messages kept ringing.
Countless people sent him messages, some to make transactions.
Others would try to get what they wanted, play the victim, or threaten them, demanding that Mo Ran give them water unconditionally.
Mo Ran couldn't be bothered to give this idiot a second glance and simply blocked him.
However, there were a few genuine transactions, with Mo Ran using two liters of river water.
The trade yielded five flints, a pot, a knife, and two bottles of salt.
After obtaining the tools for starting a fire, Mo Ran immediately went into the cave to start a fire.
As the flames rose, Mo Ran used a knife to cut a pork chop into several pieces.
Then they found a tree branch, skewered it, and roasted it over a fire while constantly sprinkling salt for seasoning.
While waiting for the barbecue to cook, Mo Ran continued to check her private messages.
As she continued browsing through her private messages, Mo Ran suddenly noticed one that seemed out of place.
It was sent by a woman named Su Xi, and the content was a picture.
The profile picture is of a woman with long black hair and an exceptionally beautiful face.
Mo Ran initially thought she was just another woman trying to use pictures to act cute.
The other party then added a comment under the picture: "I think you, Master Mo Ran, would be interested in something like this."
Driven by curiosity, Mo Ran also clicked on the private message to check.
Upon seeing the items the other party wanted to trade, Mo Ran's pupils suddenly contracted.
"That's...that's a gun! A machine gun!"
When Mo Ran clicked to view the picture, she was immediately terrified by the items in it.
The private message image sent by the other party showed a black machine gun lying quietly on the ground.
A drum magazine was hanging on the machine gun, and there were two ammunition belts loaded with bullets next to it.
Mo Ran quickly looked at the other party's request, which was for ten liters of water.
"Something's not right, absolutely not right. Judging from the picture, this is an MG42 machine gun."
With its extremely high rate of fire and 300-round ammunition belt, how could such a weapon possibly be worth only ten liters of water?
Either this so-called Su Xi has ulterior motives, or there's something wrong with this gun!
Mo Ran calmed down from her excitement and began to carefully examine the picture.
Each person's panel has a photo-taking function, allowing them to switch between front-facing and selfie modes.
The scene in this photo is rather dark, and the machine gun itself is also entirely black.
In such an environment, it is difficult to see the details on the machine gun.
However, under Mo Ran's careful magnified observation, he still noticed something unusual about the gun.
"The gun appears to be badly damaged; the raised particles covering it seem to be dirt."
There were also some small particles left on the ground, which should be black soil.
After observing for a period of time, Mo Ran was quite certain that there was a big problem with this gun!
"Hmph, let me see what tricks you're trying to pull."
Mo Ran snorted coldly, and then started typing.
"Why are you putting such a good gun up for sale? Wouldn't it be better to keep it for yourself?"
After editing the text, Mo Ran clicked send.
The other party didn't keep Mo Ran waiting long, replying immediately, seemingly waiting on the other end.
"Because I'm a woman, I have absolutely no idea how to use a gun."
Su Xi on the other end quickly sent a message.
Upon seeing this message, Mo Ran fell into a brief silence.
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