The mountain-sized crystal core in front of them was now refracting different beams of light under the night light, as if trying to blind everyone.
This was exactly the effect Duan Bohai wanted, and the expressions of the three men greatly pleased him.
"Uncle Duan, you're amazing! Where did you hunt for so many crystal cores?" Wang Fuqing looked at Duan Bohai, Jiang Qiaomei, and Wen Bozhi with admiration.
"We hadn't gone far north when we encountered a group of zombies wandering around a square, so we lured them all into a nearby artificial lake."
As it turned out, the zombies couldn't swim, so we threw the pomegranate that Xiaohu had given us into the lake, and the zombies around us who heard the sound in the lake kept rushing in.
"Even after we heard some noises, no zombies came out. So we drained the water from the lake and that's how we got all these crystal cores." Duan Bohai said, looking excitedly at Linhu Lake.
"Little Lake, this is a really good thing. We killed so many zombies with just sixteen pomegranates."
"Uncle Duan, if you need any, I'll send you some more when the fruit is ripe." Lin Hu had chatted with Duan Bohai on the screen before, so he wasn't too reserved when talking to him now.
"Xiao Hu, you're so thoughtful. Have you considered turning this into a business?" Duan Bohai didn't refuse Lin Hu's offer to give him something, after all, he really couldn't refuse such a good thing.
Therefore, all I can do is offer suggestions, even though the other party may already have this idea.
Once this thing is made, it will be like a ban on firepower before the apocalypse. Although everyone has superpowers, some superpowered individuals' superpowers are not offensive. If we have this thing as an offensive weapon, then who would be afraid of zombies now?
"I do have that plan, but there aren't many ripe fruits each time. I plan to save up more before selling them later." Lin Hu was telling the truth. If he didn't save up more, he was afraid that people would ask for a hundred or two hundred fruits as soon as they came to his door, and he wouldn't be able to come up with that many at once.
Looking back now, it's a pity that we couldn't pick the ripe berries on the raft during those two days and one night.
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