While others are struggling to survive and slaying zombies in the apocalypse, I'm hoarding supp

Both of them harbored their own ulterior motives, yet they formed a strange closed loop.

"Half supplies and half crystal cores, just what I asked for earlier, can you take them out?" Luo Ning asked directly.

Old Fu gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, but you have to agree to what I said earlier this time too."

"Old Fu, these are two different things. I sold you the items in exchange for resources and crystal cores. As for the mission you mentioned, as I said, I need to think about it some more."

Luo Ning really didn't want to work. She didn't lack crystal cores or resources, so why should she suffer?

She said that she was born to retire.

Old Fu wanted to persuade them, but he was at his wit's end. They were desperately short-staffed, and he always felt that there was a powerful hand controlling everything from behind the scenes.

"Alright, think it over carefully." Old Fu's face was serious. "Girl, I know you're impatient with dealing with these things, but if possible, I still hope you can help."

"You overestimate me. I'm not as important as you think," Luo Ning replied.

Old Fu didn't say anything more. The little girl underestimated him; she was much more important than he thought.

Luo Ning looked at Old Man Fu's face, which was noticeably much older than when they first met.

After a moment of silence, he stood up and said, "Alright, I'll think about it carefully. Give me what I want first."

Old Fu nodded with a worried expression as Luo Ning left.

His expression changed; though aged, he was full of energy.

His bodyguard walked in. "Sir, aren't you afraid Miss Luo will find out and cause a scene?"

Old Fu laughed smugly, "If you don't tell and I don't tell, how would the little girl know?"

Luo Ning leaned against the door. "There's another possibility."

"What's going on?"

"I heard you."

Old Fu stiffened and turned to look at Luo Ning.

Luo Ning slowly walked in, sat down in the chair opposite him, picked up his hat, and left.

"Why didn't you close the door when you came in?" Old Fu glared at the guard.

The security guard said慌张地, "I remember closing the door!"

Grandpa Fu glanced at his seat, then angrily moved to the opposite seat, where he could see the door at a glance.

As Luo Ning walked out, Xiao Jie immediately came over and took her hand.

"Is everything settled?"

"That's about it. What about 1, 2, and 3?"

Xiao Jie opened the parasol to shield her head. "You were taken out to play by Fu Xing and the others. Are you tired? Do you want to go home and rest?"

Luo Ning shook his hand, "I'm not that fragile. We're just sitting here talking about things, it's not tiring at all."

"Shall we go for a walk?" Xiao Jie asked with a smile.

"OK."

Luo Ning has never properly explored the Xuanwu Base; every time he comes, he rushes to finish his business and leaves.

The two walked hand in hand toward the residential area of ​​the Xuanwu base.

Luo Ning remained silent on the way. She was not unaware that the government was short-staffed, nor was she unaware of the reasons why Old Man Fu was stingy and putting on an act.

But she always felt that she wasn't that important, and she didn't have any grand dreams. She just wanted to live her own little life.

Xiao Jie remained silent; he approved of whatever decision she made.

The two walked into the residential area, which was much more lively than the office area.

The streets were narrow, but bustling with people, like a food street behind a university before the apocalypse.

There were many people setting up stalls on the ground, mostly exchanging goods.

The most common items before the apocalypse were high-end gold and jewelry pieces, or calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, and crystal cores.

Each type of ability user requires a crystal core of that type.

People would collect different crystal nuclei and then exchange them.

Of course, official exchanges are also possible, but the rates are lower than those for private exchanges.

Luo Ning was no stranger to this kind of scene.

She silently walked past one person after another who looked at her with hopeful eyes. She had many of these things, and exchanging them wouldn't be of much use to her.

She wasn't that kind; she traded back a bunch of things that weren't very useful to her.

The base provides a minimum guarantee and also offers some jobs to help them earn points.

Anyone who is diligent will not starve.

As they walked, the two came to a small stall.

The items displayed here are different from the others; these are cold weapons: various broadswords, daggers, bows, crossbows, samurai swords, and longswords.

The seller was a teenage girl. When she saw the two people stop in front of her, she stood up excitedly.

"Boss Luo."

Luo Ning asked in confusion, "You know me?"

"Yes, on our first day at the base, the base introduced us to the people who have contributed to the base in the square. We also saw them when you and Dean Ji fought last time."

"Not only us, everyone in the base knows you. We all know about your battles with that mutated vulture, all the fights during the supply transport, and how you recovered the supplies. It was you who brought back so much energy that we can enjoy air conditioning now."

The little girl's eyes sparkled, and her face turned bright red; she looked exactly like someone who had met their idol.

Luo Ning was surprised that even though he wasn't from the Xuanwu Base, they had still told others about his achievements.

She thought their relationship was just a cooperative one, and she didn't consider herself a member of the Xuanwu Base.

But they remember what they did, which is really annoying.

She was paid; those two contracts weren't free. Why did he make himself seem so...so amazing?

Xiao Jie looked at the corners of her mouth that were subtly turned up, his eyes full of doting affection.

She usually acts aloof, but she's actually a little girl who loves being praised and admired.

Luo Ning cleared his throat, looking at the cold weapons on the girl's stall, "How much are these?"

The girl never expected that she would actually buy these weapons, considering how powerful the zombies were outside.

These weapons can't even pierce a zombie's head. Besides, the squads that go out to fight now are all superhumans who use guns, so no one would need these dead things.

She put them out to see which family needed to cook and buy them to chop vegetables.

She didn't want to deceive her idol, but she was thinking about her father and younger brother who still had fevers at home.

The girl pursed her lips. "Boss Luo, this isn't for sale, I'm only exchanging it. You can exchange it for water, sugar, or grain. But if you want to exchange it, I can give you a dagger."

Luo Ning looked at the girl's cracked and peeling lips. She had seen this scene before, and even experienced it herself.

This is a sign of extreme dehydration.

"Where are your parents? Doesn't the government provide basic protection?"

Her lips looked like they hadn't been wet in a long time, but she had heard Fu Xing say that.

The authorities distribute water and food to each resident regularly and in fixed quantities every day, but the little girl doesn't look like she drank water today.

The girl lowered her head and said, "My mother was bitten by a zombie at the very beginning of the apocalypse, my father was injured after going out on a mission a while ago, and my younger brother has a fever."