In her opinion, these people can deceive people temporarily but not forever, and no one will continue to take risks if they continue to fail to find the crystal.
In other words, the number of zombies killed may increase dramatically in a short period of time, but it will not have much impact on the total amount of 50,000.
After figuring it out, Su Han no longer paid attention to subsequent developments, but began to look for someone seriously.
Zhong Rui has always been the most conspicuous one in the vast crowd. Once he appears, the people around him instantly lose their luster. Therefore, when Su Han walked around the outer circle but still didn't see his friend, he realized that either he hadn't come yet or he had gone to the inner circle.
Thinking that she had to look through the entire map to get a general idea of the situation, she walked to the entrance.
"You need to pay 100g of food per entry, and you must leave before 4pm." The guard stopped the man.
Su Han didn't mind and just took out a pack of instant noodles and threw it over, which was exactly 100g.
The guard nodded and made way for him. "Go in."
Su Han entered calmly.
After a brief stroll, she discovered that the inside and outside were clearly two different styles. The outer circle looked like a disaster camp, while the inner circle looked a bit like a remote town before the disaster. There were not only single-family homes for rent, but also shops open for business.
Su Han took a quick look and found grocery stores, small supermarkets, bakeries, and even an exchange that specialized in selling bullets and gasoline.
There were wooden boards placed along the street with job opening notices posted on them. They said that a certain caravan needed to recruit new employees with generous benefits and hoped that everyone would sign up.
People walking in the inner circle mostly had calm expressions on their faces, and rarely showed signs of anxiety or worry.
...Overall, everything is good, except that I can't find any partners.
Su Han was very distressed, wondering where Zhong Rui had gone to and why he could not be seen no matter what. Did he still want the bazooka? !
But there was nothing she could do, the person was not there. After thinking about it, she went into the exchange.
"Hello." As soon as I entered the door, the receptionist smiled politely but not distantly, "Is this your first time shopping here?"
"Yes, the first time." Su Han looked around curiously, and found that the exchange was filled with solid wood furniture and crystal chandeliers hanging overhead, which looked very grand.
"Okay, please follow me." The receptionist walked in front and led the way.
Su Han hurried to follow.
After a while, the two came to a room in the corner. The receptionist stopped and motioned for the customer to go in alone, "Please come in."
Su Han boldly pushed the door open and walked in.
The room was not big, with only two chairs and an eight-person table. At this moment, a white-haired old man was sitting on the chair drinking tea. Seeing someone coming in, he kindly said, "Sit down."
Su Han sat down calmly, but was quite curious, "Why is it so complicated?"
The old man stroked his beard and said slowly, "Most customers don't want others to know how much they purchased, so our store pays special attention to protecting the privacy of customers."
"No wonder." Su Han showed a look of realization. The next second, she went straight to the point, "What good things are there in the store? Take them out and let me see."
The old man smiled and handed over a brochure, "Here are all the products sold in the store."
Su Han took it and flipped through it, and found that the booklet had pictures and text descriptions, which were very vivid. However, the pictures were obviously hand-painted.
Suddenly, she remembered the wooden recruitment sign she saw when she came here.
After calming down, Su Han asked, "The booklet only contains various bullets and the simplest Type 54 pistol for sale. Are there no other good items?"
"for example?"
"Timed explosives, rocket-piercing shells, submachine guns, and grenades." Su Han listed four terms in one breath.
She thought, if Zhong Rui accidentally got lost, she could just get a rocket-piercing grenade and kill people with the weapon. After all, the rocket launcher didn't have to be given to Zhong Rui, she could keep it for herself if she had the chance.
The old man shook his head regretfully and said, "Sorry, other items are not for sale." For the safety of the shelter, the types of goods they can sell are very limited.
Su Han felt very sorry. But at the same time, she realized that it was just not for sale, not that it didn't exist.
"I always feel that there is no deal that cannot be done, except for price tags that cannot impress people." Su Han said slowly.
"What price can you offer?" The old man was very curious. In fact, some special customers are indeed worthy of exception, but he has only seen such a person since he started working. Most people think they are special and deserve to be treated differently by others, but in fact...
"Rice, noodles, instant noodles, biscuits, perfume, toothpaste, shower gel, toothbrush, soap, more or less." Su Han replied casually.
Hearing this, the old man's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't control his facial expression. He thought, which underground warehouse did he search? Or, is this person actually a purchasing agent of some power? How come there are so many varieties!
Su Han suddenly smiled brilliantly and asked knowingly, "Do you think it's worth making an exception?"
The old man smiled bitterly, "Even so, we can only sell grenades."
"Then we need 20 grenades and 70 bullets, Desert Eagle model." Su Han made the decision.
Next, the two had a heated discussion about the price, and it took an hour before they reached a consensus.
Finally, Su Han said decisively, "Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, the money will be exchanged for the goods. Don't have any crooked ideas, it will not benefit anyone." The reason why the transaction was not completed immediately was because it was inconvenient to expose the existence of the portable warehouse.
"Of course." The old man agreed with a smile.
Su Han waved goodbye and left.
However, as soon as she walked into the hall, she saw a familiar figure.
A fat man cordially escorted Zhong Rui out of the room, bowing and nodding with a smile on his face, as if he was receiving God.
Su Han was very curious about what his friend had bought to enjoy VIP treatment.
Perhaps the gaze was too intense, Zhong Rui noticed it and couldn't help but turn around. When their eyes met, he found it was Su Han. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he greeted, "You just arrived, or are you planning to leave?"
"We've reached an agreement and I'm about to leave." Su Han replied.
"Let's go together." Zhong Rui approached very naturally, and then left side by side with his friend.
No conversation along the way.
After leaving the exchange, the two of them understood each other very well and found a secluded corner, then began to talk in low voices.
"When did you leave the last virus copy?" Su Han asked first.
Zhong Rui thought, you're not here, why should I stay in there? "I just wandered around and left. I saw on the forum that someone mentioned the melee in the later stages, but I didn't participate."
"That's good." Su Han breathed a sigh of relief and immediately got down to business. "What goods did you buy just now? How much did you pay?"
Zhong Rui replied casually, "Thirty bundles of timed explosives and fifty grenades. I exchanged all the food, daily necessities, and drinks that I didn't want, and finally some medicine. Currently, medicine is in short supply and is more valuable than gold. As long as you are willing to take out medicine in exchange, everything is negotiable."
After a pause, he expressed regret, "It's a pity that the bazooka is not for sale. Otherwise, no matter how high the price is, I would have to exchange it for one."
Then, he changed the subject, "The good news is that a space has finally been vacated in the portable storage room. God knows how long it has been full!"
Su Han thought to himself, what a poor bastard. He has gone through several dungeons and still hasn't gotten a rocket launcher.
She leaned to the side, pulled out a bazooka from her personal storage, and handed it over, saying casually, "For you."
Zhong Rui, "!!!"
At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, "Where did it come from?"
"Extra reward for clearing a level." Su Han didn't care much, "Take it."
Without the bazooka, his second job would be useless. Therefore, Zhong Rui accepted it without hesitation. However, when his eyes fell on Su Han, they occasionally flashed a different light.
Lowering his eyes, he pretended to be nonchalant and asked calmly, "What about you? What did you buy?"
"20 grenades and 70 matching bullets." Su Han was extremely relieved. "Finally, I can clear the inventory! The supplies have been piled up in the portable warehouse for a long time, and they can never be used up. Besides, the talent skills are triggered at irregular intervals, so I get more supplies than I use up."
The supplies were so abundant that they were about to overflow. This was not an exaggeration, but the truth. She really didn't want to perform a show in the survival game about how to discard food in various ways...
The two chatted for a few more sentences and finally decided to live in the outer circle first - the inner circle was safe, but inconvenient for activities.
After paying two cartons of milk as the tent rental, Su Han and Zhong Rui had a temporary place to stay.
Su Han wanted to cook instant noodles, but considering that the aroma of instant noodles was too strong and might cause public outrage, she gave up the idea and ate chocolate cake instead.
**
Night falls.
The residents who went out to look for water, food and supplies during the day gradually returned. The shelter was bustling with people coming and going, and smoke from cooking was rising, making it look very lively.
Su Han said something to his friends, then walked out of the tent and wandered around casually.
But after a while...
"Don't you want to go to the shelter?" A childish voice sounded behind him, the tone sounded quite surprised and a little familiar.
Su Han, "..."
She turned around and, not surprisingly, saw the little girl she had met during the day.
"Plans cannot keep up with changes." Su Han said earnestly.
The little girl curled her lips and thought this person was really weird.
Su Han changed the subject abruptly, "How was your operation going? Was it successful?"
"Don't mention it." The little girl said angrily, "It's a success, but it's no different from a failure."
"What do you mean?" Su Han raised his eyebrows.
"I lured away all the zombies at the door, and then quickly checked the situation while the other zombies were far away." The little girl pouted, very unhappy, "There were many large barrels in the room. I picked one and opened it, and found that it was filled with light yellow liquid. Not only did it smell bad, but it was also unpalatable."
"In other words, it was all in vain." She hung her head and said dejectedly, "Maybe it's not that the place is hidden and no one has found the house. It's that even if they have found it, they don't want to waste the effort, so the things are left behind."
At the same time, Su Han unconsciously became serious. Pale yellow liquid, large barrels, smelled bad... She subconsciously thought of diesel.
The author has something to say: Zhong Rui (speaking earnestly): Since you are so rich, I must marry myself to you.
Su Han: ...Are you sure you got the right script?
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