DipNovel Chapter 124 Abundant Martial Virtue
Chapter 124 Abundant Martial Virtue
"Uncle Wang, you rest for a while. I'll go find Brother Dao to freeze these drinks. They're so delicious when they're ice-cold." He'd been craving them ever since he tasted them yesterday. Luckily, she'd acquired quite a few supplies in the past two days, including some drinks.
He then took out several bottles of drinks from the supplies he had obtained in the past two days and carried them toward Xu Si.
"Ah! No need to trouble Mr. Xu!" Before Wang Hu could stop her, Jiao Jiao had already left excitedly.
I completely forgot the flag I made last night to ignore Xu Si for a day.
Xu Si was staring at the [Red Rock Lizard Skin] with some difficulty.
This thing is similar to the [Sandfly Bag Skin] I obtained before. It can enhance my [Empty Cloak] and also be used to make artifacts, although the artifacts are rather useless.
It seems that making it into a rare item and trading it would be more valuable.
Xu Si ultimately chose to craft it into a unique item called the "Concealment Belt," which cost 1300 purification points and ranked around 3000.
Its features are basic optical camouflage and faint aura concealment, far inferior to his empty cloak, but it's better than nothing.
He had just put away his newly made wonder when there was a knock on the car window.
Jiao Jiao gestured to the several bottles of drinks she was holding, her face flushed from the steam: "Brother Dao! Brother Dao! Let's cool them down!"
Xu Si touched the bottle with his fingertips, and a slight chill emanated from his fingertips, instantly causing a layer of white frost to condense on the bottle.
"How is your aunt?" he asked casually.
"You have the nerve to say that? I was terrified yesterday!"
"Would you like a bottle too? I'll give you a discount!" Xu Si said, as if his wicked scheme had succeeded.
"I...I think I'd better not!" The little girl was so scared that she stammered. She felt that if she drank it, she would probably lose her life. She was most afraid of pain.
"Here, have this! I'm off!" She tossed a bottle of iced tea aside as a return favor for the cola from last night, then quickly grabbed the chilled drink and slipped away without a second thought.
"I'll go give Yao Yao a sip; she hasn't had one in ages!" Wang Hu said, a little embarrassed, as he took the iced Sprite from Jiao Jiao.
"You drink yours, I'll go give her some more!" She had already carried quite a lot, and there was still some left after giving some to Wang Hu and Xu Si.
"No need, one bottle is fine!" Jiao Jiao had already paid for the car repair, so asking for more would be greedy.
"What's this? Without you, we would have been stranded on the snowfield!" The little girl was the kind of person who would repay kindness and avenge wrongs.
Perhaps only these two extraordinary individuals, who awakened to their extraordinary potential halfway through life, could empathize at this moment.
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Xu Si took the bottle of chilled iced tea, feeling somewhat sentimental.
Before the apocalypse, he delivered takeout and drank this stuff all the time; he was almost sick of it.
Without this, it's impossible to survive the summer heat.
Now, this thing has become an ultra-luxury item.
He unscrewed the bottle cap, and the sweet, slightly icy liquid slid down his throat, bringing a rare sense of comfort in the scorching Gobi air.
Time slowly passed in the sweltering heat.
As the sun dipped below the horizon again, it stained the mine ruins crimson. The trading market this evening was even more bustling than the previous ones.
Because of the arrival of Wang Yanhua, this nouveau riche, he not only bought more, but also sold even more.
A large crowd had gathered in front of the Tigers team's booth. Besides those inquiring about mechanical modifications, quite a few people were actually exchanging various goods for gold and silver jewelry.
These "luxury goods," which are worthless in a post-apocalyptic world, can now be obtained with a bag of bread or a pack of biscuits, becoming a strange need for some to numb themselves or to show off their "status."
Wang Yanhua stood on the roof of his "Tiger Head" heavy truck, the layers of gold chains around his neck reflecting the blood, holding a megaphone he had somehow acquired, spitting as he spoke.
"Take a look! Tiger's products are always top-notch! From mechanical prosthetics and weapons to wristwatches, pocket watches, pearls, and agates—if you can imagine it, we can make it! Prices are negotiable, honest and fair! Genuine products at fair prices!"
His voice was loud and clear, carrying a kind of slickness and enthusiasm unique to the common people, which was completely different from the numbness and vigilance on the faces of most of the survivors around him.
Several cyborg members of the "Tiger Team" stood silently behind the booth, displaying the intricate mechanical parts on their bodies or demonstrating small modifications using portable tools, eliciting gasps from the crowd.
The most eye-catching items at their stalls were not the mechanical prosthetics, but the various weapons and ammunition.
Long guns and short guns, big cannons and small cannons—it was like a mini weapons exhibition.
No wonder so many racing teams want mechanics; it's really convenient.
While firearms are not very effective against the supernatural, they are more than enough to deal with ordinary people.
The gun vendors were surrounded by ordinary people, perhaps the safest they could have since the apocalypse.
It feels safer than knives, arrows, or axes.
Although they may have never touched a gun, the instincts passed down from their ancestors still give them an irresistible love for guns.
You should know that this little girl, who wasn't even an adult yet, dared to empty the magazine of a Glock at a werewolf's head.
A strong sense of martial spirit seems to be the best interpretation of this nation.
"Pistols are the best deal! Five pounds of dry rations or five liters of water, plus thirty rounds of ammunition! No kid or old man can resist, it's a real bargain!" Wang Yanhua was quite the businessman.
The little girl was running low on bullets and wanted to get some more, but Su Su refused. Their team chose to keep their distance from the team's supplies.
Li Miao had originally wanted to switch to a longer spear, but he had no choice but to obey the team's decision.
Actually, Xu Si and Fu Xiaojian made this decision together.
Because this team is unlike any other team they have encountered.
If you really have to say something, it's that they can't see any humanity in this team.
Wang Yanhua didn't have it, Fu Qiangmin didn't have it, and neither did the other extraordinary individuals in the convoy.
Those cyborgs didn't have it either.
Even though they acted like ordinary people, they gave Fu Xiaojian and Xu Si a worse feeling than the Turtle Racing Team.
There were quite a few people surrounding the Tiger Motorcade booth, and quite a few transactions were taking place.
Five catties of dry food or five liters of water—if the survivor is a little lucky, they can still get it out.
At this point, changing to a different amulet can be a form of psychological comfort.
Even if encountering something strange doesn't serve any purpose, it can still save you from certain death.
Moreover, the presence or absence of firearms significantly alters a person's status within a convoy.
Having a gun allows you to be a junior manager, but without a gun, you can only be a low-level ordinary member.
And that's how opportunities often slip by.
Teams often need to be more willing to take responsibility.
So this is also a kind of investment, even though it may seem useless.