Wasteland scavenging, fat girl takes the sick and disabled family away

Chapter 140 Three-No Products
Every time Shi Yuebai made a formation, he had to continuously supply soul power into it.

When her ability was low, it was only enough to support a small formation.

Supporting too much will cause schizophrenia.

That is much more serious than having fat energy running wild throughout the body.

Schizophrenia is an irreversible injury.

Especially for the Wu clan, the strength of soul power is, to some extent, the strength of spirit.

That's why Shi Yuebai dared to risk his uncontrollable boiling energy, flashing around everywhere.

But he didn't dare to draw the formation easily.

Only when she was confident enough did she dare to come out and draw the teleportation array.

This formation belongs to a mother-child formation. The mother formation is in the center of the same character frame, and multiple child formations can be set.

Therefore, as long as ordinary people have Shi Yuebai's soul power, no matter which sub-array they are teleported from, they will eventually return to the same frame.

Conversely, through the mother array, you can also reach the location of the child array.

With Shi Yuebai's current abilities, she could only set up a main formation and a sub-formation.

Originally, she didn't even want to set up this teleportation array.

The reason I thought of drawing this now is purely to make it easier for Captain Qiao to sell vegetables on the front line.

The world is not going well these days, and Captain Qiao recently went to a big city to sell several large backpacks of ready-made food.

Anyone who cares knows that he has earned hundreds of thousands of points.

If he was ambushed on his way back to Shi's house, who would Shi Yuebai ask to run errands for her?

The team is full of old, weak and sick people, and the only two adult men who are there to decorate the team are Captain Qiao and Pang Zhenggong.

Pang Zhenggong was so fat that Shi Yuebai was worried that if he went out in public, he would be caught and slaughtered by a group of cannibals.

In this case, the teleportation array becomes a top priority.

"Fourth sister."

At the front line, Huo Chenggui rushed down with wrinkles all over his face due to his smile.

Shi Yuebai ignored him and just lowered his head, holding a long stick and drawing on the ground.

Huo Chenggui opened his mouth and looked at his fourth sister's serious expression, feeling proud.

Chen Yong came down from the front line, "What is Yuebai doing?"

"Hush!" Huo Chenggui turned around and grabbed Chen Yong's shoulders.
"My sister must be here for something, don't disturb her from her creative work."

I heard that before the wasteland, the fourth sister learned painting, dancing and other subjects, all taught by famous teachers.

Also passed the level.

So Yuebai must be doing some kind of performance art.

Huo Chenggui held Chen Yong's shoulders and brought him to Captain Qiao.

Captain Qiao was spreading a piece of cloth on the ground, and the cloth was washed very clean.

He took out the plastic-wrapped cooked potatoes from a large box nearby.
"Boiled potatoes in salt water, 1000 points per bag. If you don't have money, you can buy on credit."

Well, Captain Qiao’s stall is now set up along the cordon line.

On the cordon line littered with broken walls and rubble, Captain Qiao became the only sight.

Chen Yong picked up a bag of potatoes from the stall.
"Why is there not a single word on it?"

Generally, finished foods have a lot of words on them, such as the manufacturer's address, contact number, and food name.
But there is nothing on this bag of potatoes, it is definitely a three-no product.

Huo Chenggui snatched the potato from Chen Yong's hand.

"Why are you asking so many questions? Can my sister harm you?"

He smiled and said to Captain Qiao, "I'll give you 10 bags on credit."

10 bags of potatoes equal 1 points, while the mercenary group only gets 2 points a month.

But in big cities, a package of ready-made food now starts at several thousand points.

The potatoes sold by Captain Qiao are quite heavy.

Captain Qiao took out a notebook and a pen that he had brought with him and asked Huo Chenggui to write it himself.

"Yuebai said that we can also use daily necessities to pay for it. Any daily necessities will do."

Chen Yong had already taken out a bag of potatoes from Huo Chenggui's arms, opened the package and started eating.

As soon as he took a bite, his eyes lit up.
“This packaging is really solid and tastes so fresh.”

Why do I feel that these potato pieces are still warm?

It must be an illusion.

It has been five years since the wasteland was abandoned, but this plastic-sealed product with no certification still tastes so fresh.

It only proves that the packaging is good.

Huo Chenggui glared at Chen Yong and said, "Can't you buy them yourself?" He tried to snatch back his potatoes, but Chen Yong dodged him swiftly.

Chen Yong held the potatoes in his hand and ran to the front line.

"Huo Chenggui invited us to eat potatoes, Boss, this is delicious."

Huo Chenggui chased after him and beat him.

After a while, a dozen mercenaries ran down the front line, surrounded Captain Qiao, and snatched all 100 bags of potatoes.

They were talking to Captain Qiao at the same time, and Captain Qiao had no time to understand.

The little notebook he used for buying things on credit was filled with notes.

Merchants in big cities will not let mercenaries buy on credit.

Even if you can owe a few points, the price of the finished food will be very expensive.

Selling ordinary survivors is a high price, and selling mercenaries is an extremely high price.

So people could buy on credit here at Shi Yuebai's place, and no one cared about the price. Each person bought at least 10 bags of potatoes on credit.

There are still many mercenaries who haven't even received the message.

By the time they heard about this, Captain Qiao had already sold out all the potatoes.

"My goodness, these potatoes are very good."

Chen Yong ate half a bag and couldn't eat any more.

A bag of potatoes contains 1000 grams, including the soup.

But I don’t know how this potato grew, it’s so solid and plump.

At first, Chen Yong thought that this kind of product without any quality assurance must have some defects.

He looked carefully at the half potato left in his hand and gave his evaluation.

"This bag of potatoes can feed two or three people."

This is the amount of food that these mercenaries eat.

If it were an ordinary survivor with a small stomach, one bag would be enough to feed seven or eight people.

Look at those mercenaries who bought 10 bags of potatoes on credit at one time and planned to finish the work in a few days.

Chen Yong felt that they were too naive.

"No more, no more."

Captain Qiao showed his empty box to the mercenaries.

He turned the empty box upside down and shook it a few times.
“It’s really gone.”

A group of mercenaries made disappointed sounds.

Shi Yuebai, who was sitting in a wheelchair on the open space, occasionally raised his head and his communicator suddenly vibrated.

She took it out from the pocket next to the wheelchair and took a look.

【Yizhe: [picture], [picture], [picture]. 】

What he gave Shi Yuebai was a cardboard box as tall as a wall.

Look at the words on the cardboard box, they are all plastic bags.

This person didn't say anything and didn't even show his face.

But he seemed to know what Shi Yuebai wanted.

【Shi Yuebai: Can be used to offset debts. 】

【Yizhe: OK.】

Last time, Yuebai found the box of plastic bags from Xiao Lingye’s supply warehouse.

The total number is only 10000.

100 bags of potatoes can be sold instantly today.

So from a long-term perspective, plastic bags are definitely not enough.

The total number of plastic bags Yizhe gave is unknown.

But looking at the background of the picture, it seems that he took the photo in a plastic bag factory.

No merchant in a big city would accept such large quantities of goods.

The merchants didn't know what to do with the plastic bags.

Even if I manage to collect them, there is no space to put them.

[Yizhe: This warehouse has 10000 boxes, and it is the smallest warehouse in the factory.]

[Yizhe: Move all of them to Shi's house? ]

　It rained heavily in Changsha today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)