Survival in an apartment, starting with a stroke of luck on a plane

The next morning, Lin Yu's biological clock woke him up on time.

After washing up and eating something quick, he went downstairs again, with a clear destination—the player trading area.

Yesterday's haul wasn't great, but I hope to find something useful today, or find out how to acquire other high-value items.

The trading area was still bustling with noise and chaos. Lin Yu walked among the stalls, his eyes scanning them.

Suddenly, a crowd gathered around a small stall ahead caught his attention.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a stubble beard and a tired expression. There weren't many items on his stall, but one item caught Lin Yu's eye.

It was an ordinary black watch, its dial gleaming with a faint metallic sheen, lying quietly on the tattered cloth.

Black Iron Grade Equipment - Precision Watch

Effect: Upon entering a game instance, the current instance time will be automatically adjusted and displayed according to the instance's time rules.

Description: It's important to always know what time it is!

"Good stuff!" Lin Yu thought to himself upon seeing this.

In the previous game, Lin Yu wasted a lot of time because he couldn't figure out the exact time of the day-night cycle.

This watch could solve a big problem, so he immediately squeezed through.

Seven or eight players were gathered around the stall, all staring at the watch.

"Dude, I'll offer 5 coins for this watch! Pretty generous, right? That's about the price of a brand new black iron weapon!" a burly man carrying a machete shouted.

"I'll bid 6 coins!" another tall, thin man immediately followed up with his bid.

"7 coins! Sell it to me!" Someone else raised the price.

The stall owner, the bearded man, merely scratched his head lazily, not even lifting his eyelids, and said in a deep voice, "I don't sell coins. I only exchange goods."

Everyone was taken aback.

"Change what? Tell me!" The burly man with the knife on his back was getting impatient.

The stall owner looked up, his eyes languid: "Change to an item that can immunize against the zombie virus."

Medicine, serum, amulets... anything will do, as long as it guarantees no infection by the zombie virus.

The surroundings quieted down considerably after those words. An item that grants immunity to the zombie virus?

This is quite a rare sight in our neighborhood these days.

It's not that it's particularly difficult to obtain, but rather that there are relatively few games where this kind of item can be obtained; it only exists in a few game worlds.

The problem is that the game each player participates in is random. Although they can know their next world through certain special methods, they have no way to change it.

Therefore, items like these, which are produced in relatively small quantities, are actually quite rare.

"Hey bro, can we change our request?" The tall, thin guy frowned. "Items that grant immunity to the zombie virus are hard to come by these days. Don't let this get stuck with us."

"Exactly, who would come here to trade their watch for something like that?" someone chimed in.

The stall owner ignored these people, yawned, lowered his head and stopped talking, letting the others gossip.

But Lin Yu, standing next to him, subconsciously touched his chin.

He has something that grants immunity to the zombie virus!

There are still 6 vials of [zombie immunity serum] lying quietly in his house.

It was dropped by the special zombie we killed in the last game.

He originally intended to use them to trade materials with He Shaolong, but after thinking about it, he felt that the value was not commensurate and therefore gave up and brought them out instead.

Unexpectedly, he actually ran into it.

Suppressing his excitement, Lin Yu quietly squeezed to the front, squatted down, picked up the watch, and examined it carefully. It felt slightly heavy in his hand and had a good texture.

He looked up at the stall owner: "Boss, I'll take this."

The stall owner's eyes lit up. He looked up, his languid expression vanishing, and stared at Lin Yu: "Do you have what I want?"

"Mm." Lin Yu nodded.

Lin Yu calmly took out a glass tube containing a light blue liquid from his backpack.

It is naturally the [Zombie Immunity Potion].

When the others saw that someone had actually produced a zombie immunity serum, they all looked at each other in surprise.

The bearded stall owner's eyes lit up when he saw the medicine.

He handed the precision watch to Lin Yu, smiling, and said, "Brother, deal done. This watch is yours. Want to add each other as friends?"

Lin Yu took the watch, and at the same time, a friend request notification sounded in his mind.

[Player "Jiang Zhongshan" has requested to add you as a friend. Do you accept?]

Lin Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he chose to agree.

The next second, Jiang Zhongshan's private message popped up:

Jiang Zhongshan: "Brother, let's leave here first and talk privately."

Lin Yu: "?"

At this moment, Jiang Zhongshan had already packed up his things and turned to leave, showing no sign of having a private chat with Lin Yu.

Lin Yu thought for a moment, then turned and left.

Jiang Zhongshan: "To be frank, do you... have any more of this medicine? I'll buy it at a high price, or if you need anything, we can trade."

Lin Yu: "You're messaging me privately right after the transaction? Is there something you couldn't say earlier?"

There was a three-second silence on the other end of the communication.

Jiang Zhongshan: "...Brother, are you a newbie?"

Lin Yu raised an eyebrow, not denying it: "I'm a newcomer. Are there any special rules?"

Jiang Zhongshan: "No wonder you don't know, this trading area is a mixed bag, you can find all sorts of crazy people here."

While violence is prohibited in the safe zone, "soft violence" is not.

This has happened many times before. People would come to trade good stuff, only to be blocked inside by a large group of people, intentionally or unintentionally. They couldn't leave even if they wanted to. Those lunatics didn't intend to steal anything; they just blocked you and wouldn't let you go.

It's really annoying, so to avoid those mentally ill people, most people now avoid selling their good stuff on the market.

Lin Yu's heart skipped a beat; so this was how it happened after all this time.

Jiang Zhongshan continued to send messages: "Players who really have good stuff or want to buy good stuff basically won't come to this big market."

There's a small, private chat group in our neighborhood, created by a well-connected veteran player using special items.

It's full of people who have cleared the dungeon at least three times, with some skill and reputation. They exchange resources and trade privately.

Lin Yu immediately asked, "How did I join this group?"

Jiang Zhongshan: "Newcomers have no chance for now. The threshold is a record of clearing three dungeons and being certified by the system."

You've only done it once, so you're not qualified yet. However, if you want to sell something or buy something, you can post a message on the community's public channel, specifying your requirements and price. People will naturally message you privately.

Of course, among those contacting you, there will definitely be many scammers, beggars, and lunatics; you have to keep your eyes open and distinguish them.

There was a lot of information there. Lin Yu digested it for a moment and replied, "Thanks, Brother Jiang, this information is very useful. As for the potion, I have three more; we can trade."

Jiang Zhongshan replied instantly: "Three?! Bro, did you stir up a zombie apocalypse in the last dungeon? Great, what do you want? Game currency or something to trade?"

Lin Yu: "I need large apartment appliances, or blueprints for a level four apartment. Do you have any?"

Jiang Zhongshan: "I don't have any Level 4 blueprints. I do have a few electrical appliances that I don't need."