Chapter 387 Silently
Fortunately, the two men did not forget the purpose of inviting her to dinner, and found a suitable opportunity to bring it up during the chat.
“How much does it take at a time?”
Xia Yan tapped the table with his fingers, as if thinking about something.
Want to purchase goods from her and distribute resources to the bases under her name? It's not impossible, but...how can she remember the information about the various bases she had traded with Chu Wanfu before?
Well, it must be because I have too many things to do and I forgot.
Chu Wanfu picked up the teacup and sipped it.
He won't have a say in what happens next, so it's nice to be a quiet tea taster.
Mr. Shen gestured a number.
"Eight thousand boxes?"
"No, 800,000 boxes." That might not be enough.
“…”
Xia Yan shook his head, "I'm afraid I can't do it. It's too much."
Mr. Shen: "800,000 boxes of supplies may sound like a lot at first glance, but the base number is huge after all. If we divide it among the various bases, they won't get much."
Xia Yan was puzzled: "Then how did they survive?"
Since so many supplies have to be consumed, how does Mr. Shen, as the top leader, balance the distribution of supplies?
Apart from the Yinshanling base that she knew would kill mutant beasts and transport them to Shangjing in the third season, did the other bases also have their own ways of survival?
Mr. Shen sighed and said with a desperate move: "To be honest, we have five sources of supplies. The first is the purified mutant beasts, which are the main source. The second is the protected superpowers in each base, whose superpowers are food.
The third is the fruits grown in the various cultivation rooms. To be honest, the yield is the lowest. The fourth is the supplies found. The fifth is…"
He paused, gathered his words, and continued, meeting Xia Yan's curious gaze, "Exchange supplies with other bases."
The rest of the bases?
Which other base would exchange the most important food?
Xia Yan was puzzled and asked.
President Shen coughed and looked at Chu Wanfu questioningly - was she always so inquisitive?
Chu Wanfu replied——emmm, occasionally?
Mr. Shen drank tea and said, "Yes, eating too much meat will make you sick. Fresh and non-toxic vegetables are rarer than meat. They are very popular at the public exchange. The public exchange is a large exchange organized by us, and anyone can participate."
Xia Yan understood.
But due to the strange way the supermarket purchases goods, she couldn't guarantee that the product he wanted would be in stock.
In the spirit of not letting go of any business that comes to her door, she said: "How about this, Mr. Shen, I have a supermarket on my island. If it's convenient, let's go over and take a look? We can decide on the spot. If I have the goods, I will sell them to you. How about it?"
"I'm free!" Mr. Shen nodded hurriedly.
It's better than not being able to buy anything at all. Who else in the world would dare to say that they would make the decision on the spot? It would be her.
Mr. Shen smiled and raised his head to drink up the tea in the cup.
I took the water elevator back to the first floor lobby and walked out the door. The fishy smell that hit me in the face clearly marked the boundary between the seabed and the sea surface.
"It always feels like a dream..." sighed the customers who were squatting at the door to bask in the sun.
Someone pointed to the sea and said, "The sea is rough, there's a buffet restaurant under the sea, awesome, weird!"
A flash of red passed by the corner of his eyes, and he stood up quickly.
"Hey, Boss Xia."
A group of three people walked past him, and no one paid any attention to them.
The three words "Boss Xia" quickly spread out. The new customers who were sitting in the shade of the trees raised their heads slowly, looked at each other, stood up, twisted the frayed edges of their clothes, bitten their dry and chapped lips until they were bloodless, and dragged their feet closer with worry and hesitation.
The glamorous boss Xia...
A restaurant where only high-ranking bosses are eligible to eat...
A points card with no balance at all...
Even the survivors living here live better than them...
The eyes, depressed and without hope, were dull and empty, and the feet were dragging decadently as they walked towards him.
He showed without reservation the hardship and despair of having fallen deep into the quagmire and being unable to live a normal life no matter how hard he struggled.
Xia Yan stopped and stood one meter away from them.
The distance was very close, so close that she could smell the mixed smell of not having a bath for years and the heat and sweat without having to breathe hard.
She had some impression of these people. They should be the ones whipped by the men she punished to death.
With the indiscriminate call, there will naturally be customers who come to try their luck but actually do not have many crystal cores.
Xia Yan noticed their reservedness, uneasiness, anxiety, and fear, so he tried to look more friendly and spoke in a gentle tone, "What's up everyone?"
But unexpectedly, just a simple sentence made these people's eyes turn red, their knees slid down, and they fell to the ground with a plop, crying:
"Boss Xia, please don't send us back, please save us."
Xia Yan was shocked and hurried forward to help him. "Everyone, if you have anything to say, please stand up and talk. You have gold under your knees, so you can't kneel down easily!"
"Boss Xia," a thin, unrecognizable woman grabbed her arm, her eyes wide with pleading, "We're really desperate. If we go back, we'll be tortured and exhausted to death by those people!"
As if to verify her words, she pulled open the clothes that barely covered her body, stretched out her two arms covered in black and purple in front of her, and pointed at the crisscrossing scars on her body in a messy manner.
"Not only me, but also her."
She violently pulled the woman next to her over, anxiously pulling away her hair that had solidified into wisps, revealing the thick scars underneath. She made sure Xia Yan saw it, fearing that she would impatiently turn around and leave. She seized every moment she was still there, hurriedly pressed her head down again, and pulled open the back of her neck. The cloth on her shoulder was stuck to the wound and was pulled away violently by the rough movement.
The woman beneath him gasped in pain but knelt quietly.
"Look at the wounds on her shoulders, they're all caused by carrying the plow! Look at the rotten flesh, it's so rotten that you can almost see the bones. Please, Boss Xia, please save us," the woman cried and shouted, rubbing herself forward on her knees, clasping her hands together and kowtowing desperately. After just a few kowtows, a big bump appeared on her forehead.
The woman, her shoulders a bloody mess, raised her head and said in a hollow voice, "It's not just me. Everyone is almost tortured to death."
As soon as he finished speaking, people from all directions began to unbutton their clothes and tear open the cloth on their shoulders, revealing scars of all sizes on their bony bodies.
They did not cry, but called for help many times, but were beaten more severely each time. They were no longer able to struggle, and perhaps there was a desire for relief in their ink-black eyes.
But at this moment he just looked at her silently.
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