The next morning, Lu Yuan was awakened by the distant rumble of cannons.
He opened his eyes, hurriedly got out of bed, ran to the window, and glanced outside.
All that could be seen were streaks of gunfire filling the sky.
The shells streaked across the sky, leaving black trails as they occasionally landed on the enemy's lines.
The two sides engaged in a fierce and back-and-forth battle, fighting with great enthusiasm.
"We don't have much fuel left. This one oxygen generator can only produce so little oxygen. We have to find a way to get more fuel, otherwise we won't be able to sell any more oxygen."
"Okay, then I'll go with you."
Anna is now very worried about living here alone.
Because danger could arise at any moment, Lu Yuan did not object this time.
He nodded and led the other person out of the room.
It is indeed very dangerous to be in the room now; there is a possibility of encountering people who come to steal equipment and belongings at any time.
To prevent his oxygen concentrator from being stolen, Lu Yuan carried a bag with him at all times.
Anyway, this thing wasn't very heavy, only about 20 pounds, so I just picked it up and went.
When they arrived at the villa next door, Lu Yuan gently knocked on the door.
Upon hearing this, the slightly chubby man inside immediately rushed out. When he saw Lu Yuan, a look of relief appeared on his face: "You scared me to death! I thought the conscription office was coming to ask for my money. I've already prepared all the money. Come on in, brother!"
Lu Yuan was slightly taken aback and followed the other person into the room. The other person picked up a water glass, poured a glass of water, and then pointed to the sofa next to him. Lu Yuan sat down on the sofa without ceremony and placed his equipment on the table.
Upon seeing the equipment, a question flashed in the other person's eyes: "Brother, what are you going to do with all this equipment you're carrying around? Are you planning to sell it?"
"Sigh, there's nothing I can do. This stuff is completely useless to me. I'd rather sell it than keep it, since we're out of fuel!"
After listening, the other party was silent for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Well... I also know some people in the black market, but our relationship isn't very good."
We really don't have any fuel here. If you want some, you'll probably have to go to the black market. But I think the black market will probably sell you fuel. If they know you have an oxygen concentrator, they'll probably definitely buy it from you!
Lu Yuan smiled lightly, seemingly unconcerned: "Well, it's alright. It's not bad to be able to find people in the black market. By the way, could you introduce me to someone? I can send you some oxygen!"
The other person's eyes were filled with enthusiasm: "Of course, of course, no problem, that's all easy to arrange. I'll take you there now, and I'll pack my things!"
Lu Yuan nodded and saw the other person run up to the second floor, then pack their things and run down.
Then the other party led Lu Yuan and Anna toward the black market.
Now no one dares to go near that black market anymore.
That area was already under martial law, with soldiers guarding the area. If anyone approached, they would be warned with a warning shot, and if they continued to approach, they would be shot dead.
After seeing the several corpses inside the cordon, Lu Yuan knew that these people were definitely not just talking.
The distant sea was still filled with the sound of cannons, making one's heart tighten with each murmur.
The introducer quickly raised his hands to explain his purpose, then took out his ID from his pocket and scanned it in the air.
Immediately, someone scanned him from a great distance using a detection instrument.
After the information on the document was scanned, a small door opened inside the main gate, and a person walked over.
"Old Chu, what brings you here?"
The wealthy man smiled slightly, then turned to look at Lu Yuan: "Isn't this all to introduce business to you? A friend of mine, who's practically a neighbor, has a piece of equipment that needs some fuel. See if you can help him with the price and everything is negotiable!"
"Oh, the equipment needs fuel. What do you need fuel for? What kind of equipment do you have?"
The tycoon turned his head and glanced in Lu Yuan's direction, unsure whether to speak or not.
However, Lu Yuan had already walked over: "Hello, I have an oxygen concentrator and I'd like to change its fuel supply. Could you provide me with some fuel?"
Upon hearing Lu Yuan's words, the man in the black market frowned.
After a while, he said, "Yes, of course!"
"That's great! What's the price?"
Just as the other person was about to speak, they suddenly remembered something and raised their hand: "Well, I'll go back first and ask the people above. I'll get back to you later. You guys wait for me here. Give me ten minutes!"
Lu Yuan and the wealthy man both nodded.
So the three of them were asked to wait aside.
Less than ten minutes later, the door opened again, and the other person walked over, staring at a bag in their hand.
Lu Yuan looked at the shape of the bag and made a guess, but he didn't say anything.
Only after the other person walked up to him did Lu Yuan smile and ask, "So, what's the price of fuel and stuff?"
The other party shook his head slightly: "The higher-ups said that fuel is very expensive right now, and the military can't get more mining rights, so we can't get fuel for the time being. However, they are very interested in the oxygen generator you have. Do you think you can sell it to me?"
Lu Yuan felt a smile in his heart. When he arrived, he had a feeling that the oxygen generator in his hand would not be able to be stored. Sure enough, they wanted to make their own.
After all, only by monopolizing the equipment can they better maintain their business. If everyone had an oxygen concentrator, then who would they sell their oxygen to?
They control the oxygen supply in the entire region by virtue of their control over oxygen and oil. As for price increases, and how much they increase, it's entirely under their control, and there's no room for negotiation.
Seeing Lu Yuan come directly to their door, the other party found it quite amusing. There was no need to ask such a question; no one would watch their business be stolen away.
It would be better if Lu Yuan were willing to sell the oxygen concentrator; if he didn't, they wouldn't sell him a single drop of oil.
Seeing the other party's expression that left no room for refusal, Lu Yuan sneered inwardly.
The other party's demeanor clearly indicated that he didn't intend for him to continue selling oxygen concentrators. His real purpose in coming here wasn't to buy fuel, and he certainly knew what would happen if he brought oxygen concentrators to buy fuel.
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