Chapter 262: Different Thoughts
"This is an idea to make a fortune. Brother Zhang, do you want to go and have a look?"
Zhao Wanwan also saw this message.
After what she had seen in the morning, she had no favorable impression of the predators.
"No, human hearts are unpredictable." Zhang Tuohai shook his head. He didn't think that this group of unorganized rabble could defeat the organized plunderers.
Even if we succeed, how should the spoils be divided?
I'm afraid it's going to be another war.
Also, who knows if this is the player fishing.
What if he lured those players into an encirclement and eliminated them with the help of the plunderers?
Have to be on guard.
However, Zhang Tuohai expressed his concern about this matter and was ready to see what the strength of these players is at this stage.
In addition to these news, Zhang Tuohai found that someone in the channel casually complained that the food in the town was too bad. Only black bread could be exchanged, and the price was very expensive. One mutant organ could be exchanged for one bag.
A few people below chimed in with a few words.
However, since most players have some food reserves, no one is paying attention to .
However, this caught Zhang Tuohai's attention.
Zhang Tuohai compared the prices and found that the Black Stone City was actually quite reasonable.
One mutant organ can buy three bags of brown bread with some left over, and there are also white bread and dried meat for sale.
"It seems that food is indeed scarce in this world. We can store the food we have and sell it in a few days."
Zhang Tuohai wrote it down in a small notebook.
Most of the remaining players complained that mutant organs were difficult to obtain and that the monsters' blood was corrosive, so many players were accidentally injured.
However, it doesn't seem to be a big problem at the moment.
Zhang Tuohai also noticed a problem, that is, no one in the Tiger Group spoke.
"Humph, the organization and discipline are quite strong."
This further strengthened Zhang Tuohai's idea of catching a tongue.
During this period, Cang Xiaokong came to ask about Zhang Tuohai's strategy for selling supplies, as many old buyers hoped to purchase some things through her.
"You can sell milk tea and weapons, but you can wait for the food. If it's the kind of food that's expensive and in small quantities and is meant to be enjoyed, you can consider it."
Zhang Tuohai replied.
Vladimir also sent a private message, as usual, to buy wine, and the exchange items were one hundred cans of mushrooms.
According to him, this was the spoils he got from an encounter with a group of looters.
Zhang Tuohai observed a three-second silence for the group of predators. Why did they have to rob the Russian bear?
Now that's it, the robbery failed and they got fucked instead. I guess the Russian bear was merciful enough to let them get away with nothing but their underwear.
But that's none of his business.
I traded these things for two bottles of Cossack vodka and a bottle of tequila.
Zhang Tuohai wanted to inquire about the situation of other acquaintances. At this time, someone knocked on the door and said that Ramon sent him to invite Zhang Tuohai to a dinner party.
Zhang Tuohai readily agreed. In addition to the Hongtat special hunting rifle, he also carried four anti-tank grenades.
After all, one must be on guard against others. With this thing, even if Ramon has other ideas, he will have to think carefully.
Xiao Ai is also ready and can respond at any time.
In addition, since he was a guest, he couldn't bring anything empty-handed, so Zhang Tuohai picked and chose and brought eight cans of mushrooms as a gift.
The leader was a young man in his twenties. His skin was a little dark due to long-term exposure to wind and sun. His chestnut hair was naturally wooly and curled. He looked a little shy.
Zhang Tuohai tried to get some information as he walked.
"Who is the leader of your camp, Ramon or Gil?"
"Of course, the earliest founder of this camp was Mr. Ramon. However, Miss Jill is more powerful and has led everyone through several crises. Everyone respects Miss Jill more."
The young man ruffled his chestnut hair and said, his eyes full of longing.
After taking a look at the young man's state, Zhang Tuohai knew that he was an admirer of Jill.
However, along the way, Zhang Tuohai discovered that the camp was mainly composed of young male members, and women were rare, not to mention beautiful young women like Jill. It was understandable that there was such a group of fans.
The campsite was not big, and the two soon arrived in front of an RV.
The young man led Zhang Tuohai in.
The RV had been arranged. There was a metal table in the middle with several plates on it. On the plates were some pieces of black bread and salt. There were also two plates in the middle. One plate was filled with unknown vegetables, and the other plate was filled with some pieces of dried meat visible to the naked eye.
However, the plate is very delicate, beautifully crafted, and has golden patterns.
"Please take a seat."
Ramon came out, wearing a new set of clothes, overalls and a shirt, looking like a blue-collar worker.
"This is a thank you gift for taking us in."
Zhang Tuohai put the can aside.
"The tableware is beautiful. Is there anyone else?" Zhang Tuohai noticed that the tableware was for three people.
"And Jill," Ramon said. "By the way, Jill also got these dishes."
"Is that so?" Zhang Tuohai thought thoughtfully.
As the two were talking, Jill walked in from outside, holding a bottle of red wine and three crystal glasses.
These crystal cups are covered with repetitive patterns and are more like works of art than cups.
Looking at the three crystal glasses and a bottle of wine, Zhang Tuohai raised his eyebrows slightly.
They are the rebels, and it seems that food is not very abundant. However, they have such good tableware and wine. This is worth pondering.
Bang.
Jill placed three wine glasses on the table, poured wine in them, and handed a glass to Zhang Tuohai.
Jill leaned forward and handed the wine glass to Zhang Tuohai in a rather oppressive manner.
"I don't know what your purpose is in coming to this camp, but I hope you can behave yourself."
"Of course, we are just a group of poor wanderers. How could we do anything wrong?" Zhang Tuohai took the wine glass.
"I hope you can do what you say." Jill also picked up a glass of wine and clinked glasses with Zhang Tuohai.
He took a sip, then stared at Zhang Tuohai with burning eyes.
"Jill, please don't make the atmosphere so awkward. We are all poor people who have come together for the same goal."
Ramon said as he picked up the wine glass and drank it down with gulps.
He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Zhang Tuohai caught a hint of sarcasm in Jill’s eyes.
The sound of the reminder system rang in Zhang Tuohai's ears.
[There is a chronic poison in wine, but it can be detoxified by consuming a large amount of fungal substances such as mushrooms. ]
“Interesting.”
Looking at the two people in front of him, Zhang Tuohai became interested.
The two leaders in a team of more than a hundred people actually have their own thoughts. It is true that where there are people, there is the world of martial arts.
Even in the wasteland apocalypse, there is no escape from this law.
