Hua Mi tugged at her hair, trying to recall Gong Yi, but she couldn't remember who this man was.
She looked at Chi Chuan in despair; his stall sold only underwear.
She couldn't really help Ikegawa much, but to return the favor, she offered to buy all the women's underwear on his stall.
"Can you even finish wearing them?"
With a suspicious look, Chi Chuan pulled out five or six large, bulging snakeskin bags, unzipped them, and showed them to Hua Mi. They were all filled with tightly packed women's underwear.
Various styles, various colors, various sizes...
That must be at least tens of thousands of pairs of underwear.
Hua Mi thought about it and realized that if she wore one pair every day, it would take her at least 10,000 days to wear them all, and she would have to wash the new underwear with water before she could wear them.
She was about to say that she didn't need that many when she saw Chi Chuan pull out several large sacks of disposable underwear from the truck behind him.
It's one of those sterilized travel underwear that you throw away after use.
Hua Mi's eyes lit up immediately, and she nodded.
"I'll buy them all. How many of these sterilized underwear do you have? I want them all."
You can never have too much of this stuff.
After all, every day after the apocalypse, people struggle on the edge of life and death. At that time, it was difficult for people to even survive, let alone pay attention to personal hygiene.
When things get really busy, it's possible to only take a shower once every six months or so, and it's common for underwear to go for dozens of days without being changed.
Therefore, far too many women in the apocalypse suffer from gynecological diseases.
If you get an itch for no reason, those are all mild symptoms.
Therefore, underwear should be changed and washed every day.
It's none of my business how others spend their money, but since she has the means, she should pay attention to personal hygiene in this regard.
“There are many. I have a friend who runs an online store selling these. I'm helping him sell his products.”
As Ikegawa spoke, he pulled several more sacks of disposable sterile face shields from the truck.
"Do you want this one? It's just not very shapely and doesn't hold its shape well when worn."
"At this point, who cares about how sturdy it is? As long as it's wearable and doesn't bounce when you run, that's fine."
Hua Mi doesn't care about such things. Right now, we're facing a natural disaster, so there's no need to run around. In a few years, when humans, animals, and plants have all mutated, every time a human goes out, they'll be followed by two or three zombies.
The survivors then had to run.
If a woman doesn't wear a bra, she'll look very bouncy when she runs.
Hua Mi was very farsighted; she bought all of Chi Chuan's disposable sterilized underwear and bras, including the pile of men's and women's underwear on Chi Chuan's stall.
Then, she made an agreement with Chi Chuan that next time he would bring all the disposable sterilized underwear and bras from his friend's warehouse.
Hua Mi accepted all the goods, no matter how many there were.
Chi Chuan, as if he had found a kindred spirit, assumed that Hua Mi was also in the business of buying and selling. He chuckled and, without hesitation, took the money, exchanged contact information with Hua Mi, and drove off in his empty truck.
He was afraid that Hua Mi would realize what was happening and return the dozen or twenty sacks of underwear and bras to him.
And so, Hua Mi was left to tend two stalls by herself. In the bustling area where people came and went, she slowly pulled out a handful of self-inhaling respirators and several bottles of ethanol from her large handbag.
Like ants carrying food, they stuffed batteries, sanitary napkins, underwear, and bras into their large shoulder bag.
By nightfall, all the respirators and ethanol in Hua Mi's Level 4 warehouse had been sold out. She had also collected most of the goods from her two stalls and put them all on a flatbed truck, which just fit them all.
Hua Mi thought that by evening, the people setting up stalls outside the emergency center would gradually disperse, and she could take advantage of the end of the market to find some cheap items.
As a result, the stall area was even more crowded in the evening. When Hua Mi was packing up her things, her empty stall was immediately taken by someone else.
Everyone is busy getting rid of their stock, and more and more people are bringing their own secondhand items to sell here, stretching the daytime stall area even further.
Hua Mi was delighted at the sight. Without thinking twice, she rode her flatbed truck, pulling a load of goods, and slowly walked towards the end of the stall area.
As they walked, they browsed for goods and casually stuffed things into the Level 4 warehouse.
Hua Mi was happily buying things at the stalls, while Fang Xin left in tears as she walked out of the emergency room of the ambulance center.
Waiting for her outside was her colleague and friend, Dai Fang.
Dai Fang held the medicine in her hand, reached out to support Fang Xin, whose face was deathly pale, and spoke in a very harsh tone.
"Is your sister crazy? How could she beat you up like this? This is a civilized society, call the police!"
Fang Xin was stunned, her face turned pale, she clutched her stomach, and cried with a wronged expression.
"She's still my sister. I must have done something wrong to make her angry. I, I..."
As she spoke, Fang Xin seemed so sad that she could hardly continue.
But after crawling away from Hua Mi, Fang Xin immediately crawled to the emergency room of the rescue center. While asking for help to save her, she also borrowed a phone to call the police.
The police didn't have time and said that the ambulance center was now under the control of the garrison. Fang Xin was beaten at this temporary ambulance center, so she could just go directly to the garrison.
Fang Xin had approached the stationed personnel, and the stationed personnel in the emergency room initially took her description quite seriously.
But when they explained the situation over the walkie-talkie and prepared to capture Hua Mi... no one knows what kind of secret agreement they reached, but anyway, there was no follow-up.
They didn't even bother to arrest Hua Mi or ask him why.
Fang Xin had a deep suspicion that nobody cared about these fights anymore.
Seeing Fang Xin crying her heart out, Dai Fang was furious. She clenched her fists.
"Your sister is really heartless. Next time I see her, I'll teach her a lesson for you."
Seeing Fang Xin hunched over, looking quite uncomfortable, Dai Fang said indignantly:
"You've been beaten up like this, and the emergency room didn't even give you a bed to rest for a few days? If you hadn't called me, I wouldn't have known you were beaten up like this. What are we going to do now?"
Fang Xin, her face streaked with tears, was also very angry.
"The emergency room said there weren't enough beds, and since I didn't have any life-threatening injuries, they told me not to take up a bed."
Did the nurses in the emergency room say that those people who were just dug out of the rubble, with broken heads and disemboweled bodies, needed beds more?
But Fang Xin was beaten up like this by Hua Mi, doesn't she need a bed?
The people in these management systems really don't treat people like human beings. Fang Xin felt so pitiful, being bullied like this.
So, in the emergency room, he took a nurse's phone and made a complaint call.
She filed complaints against all the garrison personnel, doctors, and nurses at the temporary medical center.
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