Zhu Guanshan retorted, "A smart person can definitely see through the old woman's disguise."
Bao'er interjected quietly, "He's not a bad old lady, he's a bad middle-aged man. Because most people are not wary of the elderly, he pretends to be an old lady."
Zhu Guanshan snorted: "I'm not going to argue with you two."
Bao'er's tone brightened again: "We even got a dungeon core in the dungeon. My sister gave it to me. Do you want to see it?"
"I want to!" Zhu Guanshan had never seen the core of the dungeon before, and thought to himself that following them would broaden his horizons.
Bao'er: "Do you know how precious the core of a dungeon is?"
Zhu Guanshan: "I know, hurry up and take it out so I can have a look."
Bao'er: "Such a precious thing, shouldn't I charge you an entrance fee?"
Zhu Guanshan had no doubts; she knew these people didn't trust her. She patted herself down and pulled out a gene potion: "A gene potion. Just one look at your dungeon core is absolutely worth it. Take it out now."
Bao'er took the gene serum, carefully put it into her combat pack, and then crawled over Li Qiusheng's leg, keeping a distance from Zhu Guanshan.
Bao'er hid beside Li Qiusheng, only peeking out her head, and said with a grin, "Idiot!"
Zhu Guanshan suddenly realized that he had been deceived by Bao'er!
Zhu Guanshan's personal experience shows how easily the elderly and children can lower one's guard, how many tricks scammers use that are hard to guard against, and that most of the people who are scammed are not stupid, but too kind!
Just like her, she kindly gave Bao'er her precious trust!
TAT
Xia Chuhe couldn't help but laugh: "Bao'er, give her back."
As Bao'er took the gene serum out of her bag, she muttered, "I got it by trickery..."
Zhu Guanshan waved his hand: "No need, just consider it Bao'er teaching me a lesson, and this is my tuition fee."
In the other car, the scene was similar. Li Yue and Bu Yi told Wang Yan about what happened in the dungeon, and finally talked about the core of the dungeon.
Li Yue: "What exactly is the use of the dungeon core you obtained?"
Bu Yi carefully considered his words before speaking: "I can't really explain it, but I have a feeling that it might bring me some good luck."
Last night, Xia Chuhe specifically sought her out to discuss how excessive use of the dungeon's core would shorten one's lifespan. Bu Yi had already anticipated this; anyone who wanted to use such heaven-defying abilities would inevitably pay a price.
As the three were talking, the car suddenly stalled with a "whoosh".
"What happened?" Wang Yan asked.
Li Yue was at a loss: "I don't know, I was just driving normally."
Wang Yan: "I'll go down and take a look."
Fearing that someone might have tampered with the vehicle or that it might have gotten stuck in a sand pit, Wang Yan quickly got out and checked the car. The car was in good condition, and the road was relatively smooth, indicating that it hadn't been damaged by external force.
Having no other option, he sent a message to Xia Chuhe.
Xia Chuhe received the news and drove back to pick them up.
With 02's omniscient mechanical abilities, Xia Chuhe immediately identified the problem: "Damn it, the energy converter is broken and can no longer provide power. Once we get to Dream City, let's see if there's a place that sells vehicle parts."
Xia Chuhe got this vehicle from Jin Zhong. Before driving it out of the base, he specifically had 02 check it. Under normal circumstances, it shouldn't break down so easily.
Bu Yi's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the side effect of the bad not working but the good working was coming?
Little did she know, the one who was truly unlucky was Zhao Maomao, who was on her way to the Cape Trading Market. Her rented motorcycle had broken down on the way; there was no signal and no one around. Zhao Maomao was panting as she pushed the motorcycle forward.
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Xia Chuhe took the broken car back to the farm, and the three of them squeezed into the first car and continued towards Dream City.
As they drove on, a large iron sign appeared ahead, engraved with the words "Dream City." Beneath the sign, a neat-looking young man was listlessly sweeping the sand from the base of the sign with a small broom made from some kind of plant corpse. Not far from him, three other men were squatting, watching him intently.
As the car approached, three men rushed forward to stop it.
Xia Chuhe stopped the car, rolled down the window slightly, and heard someone outside shout, "Get out of the car. From here on, you can only walk."
Bu Yi gently patted Xia Chuhe's shoulder from the back seat and said to everyone, "Please don't speak yet, I'll talk to them."
Bu Yi was the only one in the car with some "travel" experience outside the base, and the others had already agreed on the way to follow her.
Everyone got off the bus.
"Are you going into the city?" the man asked.
Bu Yi nodded, feigning knowledge: "Toll fee?"
The man licked his lips and gestured, "Eight people, eight pounds of food."
Bu Yi put his hand on the handlebars: "Let's go, let's go in another direction. What a rip-off! Last time I came, we only got one or two ounces of food per person."
The man quickly changed his tune, saying, "Two ounces per person is fine, but one ounce per person won't pass."
Bu Yi picked up Bao'er: "It weighs about 1.4 jin. We have kids in our team, so we don't have many opportunities to farm resources. If I didn't want to take a detour, I would definitely find a place with lower toll fees."
The man hesitated. The two people next to him nudged him from behind before he said, "Considering how hard it is for you to take care of the child, one pound and four ounces it is."
Bu Yi gave Xia Chuhe a wink, hoping she would understand.
Although Xia Chuhe didn't understand, she wasn't stupid. She specially selected a variety of foods from the farm—nutrients, canned goods, slightly wilted vegetables, and dried meat that had been stored for a long time—to make up about 1.4 jin (500 grams).
Taking out just one type of food, perhaps a pound or more, would appear quite substantial and affluent. However, combining several types of food would give the impression of being stingy and lacking in resources.
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