Jiang Moyan, who was at the other end of the square, saw the reply and replied with a "hmm" before saying to the flower market manager who had been standing in front of him, "Your order will be delivered in about half an hour."
"Half an hour? So fast?"
The head of the flower market base, who was still looking at the panel to check if there were any other supplies that needed to be purchased, quickly looked up and looked at Jiang Moyan in surprise.
He purchased over 10 million worth of supplies! Just picking up the goods took more than half an hour!
Jiang Moyan knew the Flower Market Base Director was shocked and explained to him, "For every order you place, we will ship the panels, no manual labor is required."
In fact, it is the system function of the supermarket that delivers the goods. You only need to arrange the space-based mutant zombies, load the supplies into the space, and then let Xiao Si teleport the space-based mutant zombies over.
But the word "system" would be beeped out, so Jiang Moyan changed it to "panel shipment".
"Ah? This panel can still be shipped?"
The shock in the eyes of the flower market base director couldn't be more obvious.
Once again, I sigh that this panel is so easy to use.
"Well, the supplies will arrive soon."
"Okay, okay, okay, okay."
The head of the flower market base looked expectant.
Standing in the square, the others gathered in groups of several people, looking at their panels, trying hard to suppress their excitement, "Oh my god! They really sell everything. It's just like a supermarket without the apocalypse. There's no difference."
"Oh my god! Look at the delivery time. It only takes half an hour."
"Holy crap! It's true! The self-heating hot pot, instant noodles, and biscuits I bought all showed they would arrive in half an hour."
"But the capital is a day's drive away from here! Can it be delivered so quickly?"
"Could it be that it was delivered by those flying mutant zombies hovering in the air?"
"That's impossible! They can't fly here in half an hour!"
…
Everyone was scratching their heads, looking at each other.
Another person, who was frantically shopping, said to his own panel, "They said it would take half an hour to deliver, so let's hurry up and buy everything we need and have them deliver it all in one trip."
"well."
"I'm not going to buy any biscuits or bread this time. I'm going to buy some vegetables, meat, and rice for my mom."
"I'll buy it too. It can be delivered in half an hour, so there's no need to worry about it getting damaged."
…
Everyone was shopping enthusiastically, and the whole square was filled with the sounds of them excitedly purchasing supplies.
The survivors gathered outside the iron gate of the square and were completely confused.
"Captain, are they possessed? Why are they poking at the air and giggling? It's scary."
"Only the man from the capital stood still. The others were all smiling more happily than the other."
…
The survivors outside the iron gate got goosebumps, but they were curious about what had happened and did not rush to leave.
The soldiers guarding the big iron gate all knew about the panel, but did not explain it because the base commander had not yet said it could be made public.
In the hot spring villa in S City, Song Chen was sitting on the sofa looking at the panel. He was a little dumbfounded when he saw a large number of material lists on the page connected to the supermarket.
“Why are there so many orders?”
Song Chen slid his fingers upwards quickly, only to find that there were more than a hundred people buying supplies, not just the head of the flower market base. He couldn't even reach the end of the list even if he swiped his fingers.
"three."
Song Chen immediately stood up from the sofa and shouted towards the first floor.
The third brother in Bai Su's room heard Song Chen calling him and was very anxious. He immediately flew up from Bai Su's legs, passed through the wall, and went straight to the hall.
He held the walnut in his hand and flew to Song Chen, his voice nervous, "Is... is there something wrong?"
"Take me to the supermarket warehouse."
Song Chen didn't hesitate and added, "You go with us."
"Oh, okay. Okay."
The third brother immediately used teleportation to bring Song Chen to the supermarket warehouse.
The warehouse is as big as three football fields, and all the supplies are stacked on huge shelves more than 30 high. Song Chen stands under the shelves, just like a little man in Lilliput.
The third one is even smaller, almost the size of a bird.
The supermarket warehouse is fully automated and does not require human intervention, let alone manual shipment.
Suddenly, in the endless warehouse, the female robotic voice of the supermarket system rang out, "0001 Order packed, would you like to pick it up?"
As soon as these words fell, a warehouse panel appeared in front of Song Chen, and two buttons, "Yes" and "No", floated in front of Song Chen.
Song Chen immediately turned around and ordered the third brother, "Go to the basement and bring up all the seventh-order space-type mutant zombies."
"good."
The third brother disappeared on the spot.
He came back a minute later, with a large group of space-type seventh-order mutant zombies standing behind him.
The mutated zombies are all wearing uniform courier work clothes. They are tall and have long legs. They also wear hats and masks. At first glance, they really can be mistaken for a group of handsome guys.
Song Chen was used to seeing them, so he said to them, "Those with the largest space capacity should go forward first, and those at the back should line up."
The seventh-level mutated zombies obediently followed Song Chen's arrangements and lined up one by one and walked forward.
"Open the panel."
Song Chen said to the first seventh-level mutant zombie in line.
The seventh-level mutant zombie immediately opened his panel without wasting any time.
Song Chen watched the seventh-level mutant zombie open the panel before clicking the extract supplies button on the supermarket panel, directly transferring the supplies to the seventh-level mutant zombie's space.
After the supplies were delivered, the portrait of the flower market base director and the total amount of supplies purchased popped up on the panel of the seventh-level mutant zombie.
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