The gunshots outside were like continuous firecrackers. Even though the supermarket had good sound insulation, Ye Zhou was still a little distracted by the gunshots.
However, Ye Zhou could still tell that this man named Yang Guoqin, who claimed to be the highest commander of Luoyang Base, said some truth and some falsehood, and did not tell everything.
"Mr. Yang." Ye Zhou reminded, "I don't mind you recording or sending back the conversation. You can take your stuff out now."
His hearing is getting better and better now, and he can hear sounds coming from Yang Guoqin that do not belong to the supermarket.
There was also an electrical noise in the sound.
Ye Zhou only needed to think about it for a moment to figure out what the other party must have brought in.
But Ye Zhou didn't feel offended - they each had their own purposes, didn't understand each other, and were wary of each other.
Yang Guoqin's eyes flickered slightly, but his expression did not change. He calmly placed the miniature intercom on the table and smiled at Ye Zhou, "We are also afraid of a tiger at the front door and a wolf at the back door."
Ye Zhou did not comment. He nodded slightly and said, "Mr. Yang, don't worry about who I am or where I come from. You don't need to know and I won't answer. But what I can tell you is that I am here to do business."
"What I can provide you depends on the value of the exchange." Ye Zhou, "I won't hurt you, and you can't hurt me either."
Ye Zhou's words were also half true and half false.
He needs to reach a cooperation with the people at the base. Although he can return to Daliang Dynasty, the supermarket will not move. It will stay where it first landed.
So even if the zombies can't hurt him, the people in the base can't do anything to him. Once the zombies break through the Luoyang base, when he comes back, he will face a base full of zombies. What business is there for him?
Zombies can’t be sold for money.
"Mr. Ye." Yang Guoqin smiled, "Since we want to cooperate, both parties should show sincerity, right?"
Ye Zhou nodded: "What I just said is the greatest sincerity I can show."
"I can leave at any time, but you have to stay here. I can go somewhere else even if I don't do business with you. I have choices, but you don't." Ye Zhou shook his finger gently, "This is a supermarket. Everything is fixed price. No bargaining is accepted."
Yang Guoqin found that the young man in front of him was not easy to talk to. He was very wary, or maybe he was really impatient to explain. He finally couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me... are you from the future?"
As soon as he asked this question, Yang Guoqin regretted it.
But Ye Zhou answered him naturally: "I am not."
To be precise, he came from the "past".
Yang Guoqin: "We need ammunition now. We need to replace the bullets tomorrow. I don't know if we can exchange them for grenades and explosives."
Ye Zhou had already paid for some tortillas before Yang Guoqin arrived, and his hands were still sore.
There were six cashiers, including Ye Zhou. Sarah and the others had to pay together and they were barely able to settle the bill for a cart of tortillas.
I did make a lot of money, but the grenades in the system were too expensive.
Ye Zhou: "A tortilla can be calculated as fifty dollars, and a grenade costs three hundred thousand."
There are 500,000 grenades in the system, and he counts each one as 300,000. He thinks he is not that unscrupulous.
Yang Guoqin smiled and said, "That's good."
Ye Zhou: "It's better not to pay with tortillas."
He would be miserable with the tortillas.
Yang Guoqin: "We also have a currency with a stable value. I wonder if it can replace tortillas?"
Yang Guoqin was just guessing. He thought that what Ye Zhou needed was not tortillas, but something that could replace currency.
Sure enough, the other party nodded.
"If I am sure the value is stable." Ye Zhou, "Mr. Yang, do you have anything else to ask?"
Yang Guoqin knew that he would not get anything out of asking any more questions, so he shook his head slightly: "There is nothing more to ask. Sorry to bother you."
Ye Zhou also stood up: "Do business, don't be disturbed, I'll take you out."
"By the way." Yang Guoqin suddenly asked, "If the zombies are defeated later, can the people in the base also enter the supermarket?"
Ye Zhou led the way: "Of course."
Yang Guoqin looked at the back of Ye Zhou's head curiously. He did not sense any malice or murderous intent from Ye Zhou. He looked like an ordinary college student before the end of the world, but he was also hard to see through.
Even after leaving the supermarket, Yang Guoqin was still a little dazed.
Although he wanted to think that this strange supermarket posed no threat to them, it was no use.
As the highest commander of Luoyang Base, he should report the existence of the supermarket to his superiors.
But now is the most dangerous time and he cannot waste time writing reports.
"General." The soldier trotted over to Yang Guoqin and asked in a low voice, "What happened? You scared me to death!"
Yang Guoqin smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I didn't get anything out of him. He said he was just here to do business."
The soldier didn't believe it: "He must be plotting something."
Yang Guoqin turned his head and glanced at the supermarket door, his tone full of weariness: "Whether he has a conspiracy or not, we have no choice but to make a deal with him."
The soldier knew that he had no choice but to say through gritted teeth: "I don't know what's going on in the rear. We are working hard in the front, but what are they doing in the back? They said the factory is short of people, so we sent almost all the strong laborers there! Those who are left are either soldiers or the elderly, weak and sick!"
"We give them whatever they ask of us, but what about us?!"
Yang Guoqin knew that the soldiers had been holding back their complaints for too long, and would go crazy if they didn't express them. Before, they couldn't complain because the crisis was imminent, but now that they saw some hope of getting through this zombie tide safely, they no longer hid their dissatisfaction.
"We don't have any military factories at our base," said Yang Guoqin. "There are two factories in the base, one producing disposable masks and the other producing fertilizers. We don't have anything of our own, so of course we have to give them whatever they want."
"General! There are so many kids in the army. They start holding guns at the age of fourteen or fifteen. They put their heads on their waistbands every day, but the rear can't even provide bullets!" The soldier's voice suddenly became louder and more excited. "We are obviously sacrificing for everyone. No one wants to take the position at Luoyang Base. It was you who volunteered, and countless ordinary people were willing to share the danger..."
His eyes were a little moist, but he was unwilling to cry.
Why do they always have to sacrifice? Why do they always have to take risks? Why do they always have to risk their lives to fill the gaps?
Yang Guoqin asked him, "Do you have any cigarettes?"
The soldier shook his head: "You smoked the last one yesterday."
Yang Guoqin: “…”
He smiled bitterly and said, "I should have bought a pack of cigarettes at the supermarket earlier."
"Do you have any candy?"
The soldier took out a candy box from his bag and let Yang Guoqin take it himself.
Yang Guoqin held a mint in his mouth and let out a long breath: "It's not easy in the rear either. Don't be so angry. It's already difficult to deliver supplies, and there are those... Anyway, don't say such things in the future, and don't think like this."
"We have more than a dozen bases guarding the front line, and it's impossible for the rear to send all the supplies to us."
Yang Guoqin: "You only see the people who died here. Why don't you look at the soldiers who died in other bases? Teenagers holding guns is not unique to us."
The soldier stopped talking. Yang Guoqin said, "It's useless to blame anyone. If you want to blame someone, just blame this zombie for being too weird. We don't know what it is."
Soldier: "Didn't scientists say they were ectoparasites?"
Yang Guoqin chewed up the candy and swallowed it. "That's what they say, but no one has ever told us what the parasites look like. No one knows what they look like after they hatch. No one knows whether it's true or not, and scientists don't dare to guarantee it."
"Let's go. We still have to go to the command room." Yang Guoqin opened the car door, sat in the back seat, rolled down the window and looked in the direction of the iron net.
The soldiers are still fighting, but there are too few of them, so few that each soldier has to do the job of two. They don't have much time to rest, and may not even be able to sleep for several days. They can only take naps when they can.
The average life expectancy is getting shorter and shorter.
It seems like the end of mankind is really coming.
There was sadness in Yang Guoqin's eyes.
But his eyes gradually became firm again, and he suddenly said, "Don't report this to the rear yet."
The soldier uttered an "ah".
Yang Guoqin: "Don't say anything until you confirm that the supermarket is harmless."
He is not that selfless. What he hopes most now is that Luoyang Base is safe and sound.
If the supermarket can only provide the ammunition needed by one base, then that base must be Luoyang.
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"He looks so imposing." Ye Zhou breathed a sigh of relief after Yang Guoqin left.
He wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, looking like he had survived a disaster. He turned to Zou Ming and said, "You can tell from the looks of it that he's been through a lot of battles."
Yang Guoqin was obviously smiling, but Ye Zhou just felt very pressured.
It was the first time he experienced that kind of oppressive feeling, but in addition to nervousness, he also felt an indescribable excitement.
The feeling at that time was extremely complicated, and Ye Zhou couldn't describe it.
"Is it okay what I said just now?" Ye Zhou asked.
Zou Ming: "No problem. The less they understand us, the more careful they will be, and the less likely they will have any friction with us."
Ye Zhou nodded: "I think so too."
So he didn't give Yang Guoqin the opportunity to ask questions from the beginning.
"Go and have a rest." Ye Zhou yawned. Although he was still very excited, his body couldn't bear it anymore. "If you want to sleep, go get some earplugs."
Sarah now sleeps with Cao'er every day, so the security room now belongs to Chen Shu.
Zhou Yuanhe set up a bed in the warehouse, drew the curtains, and rested there from then on.
Ye Zhou also needs to take some time to convert the utility room into a medical room.
However, the utility room has no windows, so I guess the door won’t be able to be closed in the future, and I’ll need to hang a curtain using a telescopic rod.
Zhou Yuanhe had no doubts about Ye Zhou's arrangement.
His only request was that there be a bouquet of flowers in his medical room every day - preferably roses, and best of all blue roses.
He doesn't care whether it's natural or dyed.
"Go take a shower first." Ye Zhou turned on the computer, "Let me see if there's anything else I can buy."
Zou Ming nodded: "Okay, don't watch too long, go to bed early, they will come to change things tomorrow."
Ye Zhou stretched lazily. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and half of his waist was exposed when he stretched. Ye Zhou's waist was whiter than his arms and there was no flesh on it. Although his waist was thin, he still had the strength of an adult male.
"Go." Ye Zhou didn't look back, but waved to Zou Ming.
Zou Ming's eyes swept across Ye Zhou's waist. He didn't say anything, but hurried towards the bathroom.
Ye Zhou continued to look through the items in the system store. The price of the grenades remained the same.
But what was outrageous was that he saw a new weapon after refreshing.
"Photon cannon".
Price: 12,000,000 Yuan.
Ye Zhou: “…”
Although he was very tempted by the name of this weapon, wasn't twelve million too much?
He even counted 0s twice carefully, and gave up after making sure he had not counted wrong.
He certainly couldn't afford it himself, but he could ask Yang Guoqin if he wanted to buy it.
Twelve million is a big number for him, at least now, but Yang Guoqin and his people have a country - even if only half, half a country, or even one-third of a country is left as a backing, they can definitely afford it.
However, the system did not introduce how powerful the photon cannon was, but only showed a photo of the photon cannon.
The photon cannon looks very plain and simple, with a silver shell that has a metallic texture, but it doesn't appear to be made entirely of metal.
It's not big, at least not compared to its name.
Overall taller than Sarah.
Single person can operate it.
Ye Zhou touched his chin and decided to be a little ruthless. He told Yang Guoqin that this thing would cost 15 million and he would earn 3 million himself.
After all, he still needs to buy a protective shield, which is more important to him now than the photon cannon.
After flipping through the pages for a while, Ye Zhou heard Zou Ming's footsteps coming out of the bathroom.
He turned off the computer, stood up, yawned, and stretched.
He and Zou Ming have been roommates for so long that they basically have no privacy.
But Zou Ming is still more particular than Ye Zhou. Zou Ming never takes off his clothes and changes them in front of Ye Zhou. But Ye Zhou doesn't care at all - he has no idea how many times he has been naked in front of Zou Ming.
When I was in college, all the boys in my dormitory were the same. Some people from other dormitories even ran in the corridor without wearing any underwear.
The boys made a bet, which was nothing more than washing their hair upside down and running naked in the corridor.
Anyway, there are only men in the same building, so no one cares about this.
Ye Zhou took off his clothes while walking towards the bathroom. When he took off his pants and was left with only a pair of underwear, Zou Ming, who was sitting on the bed, turned his head away without looking at him. He couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Can you take off your underwear after entering the bathroom?"
Ye Zhou: “…”
Ye Zhou: "Okay, I'll remember that."
Hey, is his body so ugly?
Or does Zou Ming have some kind of mysophobia? He doesn't want to look at men's bodies?
But doesn't he look like this himself?
Men’s hearts are like needles in the sea, Ye Zhou thought sadly.
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