He put away the binoculars, got down from the tree, and walked towards the warning sign with his bodyguards. Although they knew each other, He Xiaobei did not intend to let them cross the line.
Although Dmitri had a smile on his face, He Xiaobei felt that he looked fierce. When he got closer, he could see the crisscrossing scars on the man's body.
It is indeed not an easy task.
Noticing her gaze, the man even laughed out loud, patted his chest with his big hand and said:
"It's a man's honor."
He Xiaobei also forced a smile, but when her eyes moved to the big bag next to the man, her smile became much more sincere.
She pointed at the bag in surprise:
"Are they all mutant plants?"
It's no wonder she was shocked. This was too much. This bag was similar to the woven bags that were often seen before the end of the world. It could hold about 100 kilograms of food.
If all the plants here are mutants, then her little tree will be happy for a long time this time.
Seeing her expectant look, Dmitri looked a little embarrassed:
"Sorry, we don't have a way to identify mutant plants, but we suspect that plants that grow very well in the Arctic are likely to be mutants, so we bring back whatever we see along the way."
He Xiaobei suddenly realized that the other party was a fire-type mutant, and there was no way there was any detection equipment here, so it was normal that he couldn't distinguish the mutant plants.
She took out the testing equipment from the space:
"It's okay, I can test it. Just open the bags and I'll test them one by one."
Dmitri was not surprised by this. Since she dared to collect mutant plants, she must have some means of identifying them. So he waved to the people behind him.
The man carrying the bag immediately stepped forward, untied the rope on the bag in a few seconds, pulled a corner of the bag and shook it vigorously a few times, and a pile of green plants all fell to the ground.
He Xiaobei took a quick look and found that there were indeed a wide variety of plants. The largest one was only as long as an adult's arm, and the smallest was only as big as a palm. However, there were really quite a few of them, about forty or fifty.
She could also guess from Dmitri's words that these plants were not specially found by them, but were picked by them when they went out to look for supplies.
If there is no way to identify mutant plants, it would be foolish to pin your hopes on this in a place like the Arctic.
He Xiaobei showed the instrument in front of the group of people and tested each plant one by one in front of them to prevent them from having any objections.
Only four mutant plants were tested out of the forty-seven plants. The one with the highest mutation level was level 3, the lowest was level 1, and the other two were level 2.
She thought they would be disappointed after testing only a few strains, but the result was completely the opposite. The group of people were extremely happy.
After all, these were all collected when they went out hunting. It would be great if they had them, but if they didn't, they would just take it for granted.
Because the level 3 mutant plant was quite large, the two pulled it back and forth several times, and finally the four mutant plants were sold for 1 kilogram of white wine and 3 kilograms of vegetables.
The liquor was the kind of bulk high-proof liquor she had stockpiled before the end of the world, and the vegetables were leftovers. If Dmitry didn't want them, she would feed them to the chickens and rabbits bit by bit.
In fact, she only stockpiled this kind of alcohol, and the others were collected when she bought them for free.
But even if she drinks, she will only drink the wine made from the grains grown in her own space, so there is no reluctance to give it to her now.
He Xiaobei took out a scale and let them weigh the things themselves, and also let them take away all the strange plants that she didn't want.
Dmitri took the wine, unscrewed the bottle in front of her, and took two big gulps from the bottle. The people next to him stared at the bottle in his hand.
Not only were they staring at him, they were also swallowing their saliva. He Xiaobei was a little speechless.
In the end, the group of people divided up the 1 kilogram of white wine on the spot before even getting down the mountain.
Dmitri poured the last drop of wine into his mouth, his eyes full of regret, and finally slapped the bottle hard a few times with his hands.
After confirming that there was no more, he simply handed the bottle back to He Xiaobei:
"Keep the bottle for now. We'll trade it with you next time we bring mutant plants."
After saying this, he burped and then staggered down the mountain with his men.
In fact, their alcohol tolerance is more than this. It is mainly because people have not drunk alcohol for a long time and suddenly come into contact with alcohol again, so their alcohol tolerance will inevitably be much less than before.
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