latent body

Chapter 28 Profiteering
Everyone boxing in the arena is different, and Ling Zihan also has his own secrets.

Ability, this is his greatest reliance.

This is not as simple as releasing a fireball on the surface.The reason why people with supernatural powers become the existence that everyone looks up to is because any supernatural power of land, water, fire, or wind can be advanced.

Fire caller, fire controller, fire steward, and fire handler are divided into four ranks.

Each of these ranks is further divided into one to three ranks, for a total of twelve ranks.

Ability users are extremely rare, and information about the strength of abilities is very scarce.Taking the fire ability as an example, the general information is that the fireballs released are of different sizes and powers.

The night Ling Zihan made plans and made decisions, he felt a special energy surging in his body like a tide.

He didn't know how to judge the specific strength level of the ability, but he clearly noticed that his overall strength had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Ling Zihan is indeed a Grade C primary body, but he can display the strength equivalent to a Grade B adaptive body in battle.

He had absolutely no idea why this was happening.

Although Ling Zihan is a wanderer in the wilderness, he has an extremely deep understanding of the social rules of the underground world.

Mechanical equipment can detect the strength level of different individuals, and X-rays can illuminate and penetrate all obstacles, but no detection mechanism can see through whether someone has supernatural powers.

Perhaps this is the greatest advantage of carbon-based life.

At that moment, Ling Zihan discovered the most suitable gold digging method for him.

With this secret, starting from the most common bronze boxer, one can be promoted level by level, so as to obtain corresponding wealth.

This kind of thing must be done very secretly.

In fact, when Ling Zihan played tonight, he was already ready.

He could completely avoid the punch of the ghost from hell, but he was hit hard.

He took the initiative to bite his tongue and spurted blood on the spot.

He even paid the price of a tooth for it.

It was no wonder that Luo Biao was suspicious. The contrast between front and back flips in the boxing arena was too strong, but Ling Zihan showed no flaws at all. No matter the post-mortem inspection or X-ray perspective, it showed that he was a Grade C primary body.

The income is really very rich. According to this earning rate, Ling Zihan feels that he can replace the current mechanical parts on his body soon, and become a second-level primary body, or even a first-level primary body like Liao Qiu.

The stronger the strength, the higher the fighting level, and both the bonus and the reward will be doubled.

With the money in his arms, he was so nervous that he was finally relieved, closed his eyes, and fell into a sweet dreamland in a deep sleep.

……

There is no concept of dawn in the underground world.

Everyone is set up with electronic wake-up calls.There are many types of such carry-on devices.The simplest is electronically synthesized music. According to your preference, there are groans, roars, curse words, and natural sounds of storms that make you feel infinitely frightened.

Some people like the pain effect of automatic acupuncture, thinking that only in this way can they show that they are hardcore men.

Others choose to install an electric motor and scratch their armpits at certain wake-up times without asking for help.

Someone’s wake-up call is said to involve pulling out a single hair each morning with an electronic robotic arm, which goes some way to explaining the growing number of bald men seen on the streets.

The free breakfast staple at Dongyang Grocery is tapioca biscuits, served with a thick soup made with seasonings and tapioca flour.

Zhao Dongyang is a person with quite a style of life. He thinks that biscuits and thick soup are not enough, so there is also a plate of cold vermicelli made of cassava on the table.

Cassava is the most productive crop in the world.This thing inherits all the advantages of the ancestors of the old era. As long as there is soil and water, they can grow wildly underground.

Like a fat man who is not picky eater.

The yield of this thing is terrible. The highest yield per mu of varieties in the old era can reach six tons. After the test of war and radiation, the current yield of cassava can reach up to eight tons per mu.

In the words of those bigwigs: This is real civilian fodder.

Yes, feed, not food.

Wheat, rice, potatoes... These food crops taste great, but the yield is limited.

As long as you accept your fate and accept the status quo honestly, you can find a safe place in the dark underground world and eat cassava until you die.

However, most members of highly intelligent creatures like human beings have pursuits after all.

We want meat!
In urban slums and wilderness settlements, many people utter these cries against fate.

That's why cassava is called "civilian feed".

Hunting beasts in the wilderness in order to obtain fresh meat requires hunters to have great strength and at the same time risk their lives.

Feeding is different.

In fact, the impact of war and the radiation environment on future generations is far less terrible than the predictions of the old bricks called beasts.The blood of pigs and chickens is still continuing, and the cattle and sheep are not extinct. The difference is that their temperaments have become very violent, and they have even grown sharp teeth.

They are very resistant to the feed of cassava, but it is not completely unacceptable, but some bloody ingredients need to be added to it.

Anything can be done as long as there is profit.

Still the same sentence: There is no problem with eating enough, but you have to spend a lot of thought if you want to eat well.

……

Zhao Dongyang didn't intend to let Ling Zihan be idle.

For a whole morning, Ling Zihan was manipulated like a spinning top.

Grocery stores take on a lot of business.

Replace parts, repair various electronic equipment, recycle waste goods, resell food, privately sell various contraband that is strictly prohibited by the city administration...

Even if you are busy, the profit of each business is not very large, but the accumulation is a number that should not be underestimated.

Ling Zihan calculated that from 22:[-] am to [-]:[-] noon, Zhao Dongyang made a net profit of at least three silver horns, not including the [-] silver horns for later orders.

The salary he paid himself was tiny by comparison.

Ling Zihan didn't intend to bargain.

As a newcomer, I needed a working identity as a cover, and Zhao Dongyang did provide me with free board and lodging.Even if you want to make higher demands, at least you have to wait until next month.

In the afternoon, there were significantly fewer customers in the store than in the morning.

Ling Zihan rummaged through a pile of junk to find a set of bionic muscle blocks, and found Zhao Dongyang who was dozing off on the counter chair.

"Boss, I want this, can you sell it to me cheaper?"

Zhao Dongyang is interested in anything related to money.He went from laziness to sobriety at a speed visible to the naked eye.Shrewd eyes glanced at the bionic muscle in Ling Zihan's hand, frowning, his expression became very rich: "What do you want this for?"

This set of muscle blocks is already very old, with several damages on the surface, and the color has become gray and dark. In some places, large mold spots can be seen, and they must be cleaned before use.

Ling Zihan didn't hide anything, he said the truth: "I go to the boxing gym to fight at night, and I look burly and strong with this on, mainly to scare people."

Zhao Dongyang habitually raised his hand to support his black-rimmed glasses, and asked in confusion and incomprehension: "You are so courageous, how dare you go to the boxing gym to fight? Are you dying?"

Ling Zihan's explanation was simple and logical: "I can't help it, I need money."

Zhao Dongyang didn't talk nonsense with him: "Think about it clearly, this set of bionic muscles is an old model more than ten years ago, and the increase in strength is less than [-]%. Even if you are trying to bluff people, the added weight after installing it is not light."

Ling Zihan nodded: "I want it."

Bionic muscle is a military item developed at the end of the war in the old days.The actual function is equivalent to an alternative exoskeleton, with the purpose of micro-current stimulation to generate increased strength beyond the use situation.After the war, major industrial groups successively developed new products on this basis, which can be directly installed on the surface of the mechanical arm, which is beautiful and practical.

A set of the latest bionic muscles can cost as much as two gold dollars in specialty stores.Strength increases up to 30.00%.

Zhao Dongyang's traits of a profiteer were on full display at this time.He had a smile on his face that he thought was sweet, but in the eyes of the viewers, it was covered in goosebumps.Opening his mouth, he licked his lips with a greasy pink tongue: "We are all acquaintances, and you are a clerk in the store, so I don't want more from you, just take twenty silver cents away."

He immediately added: "Well, I'll install it for you for free, so everyone can save trouble. I won't give you this month's salary. Hehe, let's talk about it after the end of the month."

Ling Zihan looked at him with caring idiot eyes: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Zhao Dongyang didn't feel guilty at all: "This is how business is done, you don't need it if you think it's expensive!"

Ling Zihan clarified the facts: "This morning, the proprietress of the grocery store opposite asked you to buy a pair of bionic prosthetic breasts and bionic fat buttocks, and you only charged her half a silver cent. The things she bought are probably new, and mine are so old that they are moldy...Boss, you have to be conscientious."

Zhao Dongyang opened his mouth and answered without thinking: "Can this be the same? She is a woman, and I can touch her when I assemble the parts for her. She also promised to give me a discount when I buy things in the future. What can you give me?"

Ling Zihan said seriously: "I can touch you too."

"I don't touch men." Zhao Dongyang curled his lips unhappily: "Okay, I'll give you a little less, eighteen silver horns, no less."

"I don't want it if you do it like this." Ling Zihan put the bionic muscle on the counter, with a disgusted expression on his face: "The grocery store at the street corner is only five silver cents at most, I'll buy it there."

"Wait, wait for me." Seeing that Ling Zihan was about to walk out of the store, Zhao Dongyang became anxious, and quickly stood up to stop him: "Hey, why are you doing this! If you have something to say, even if we fail to do business, the relationship is still there. It's just five silver horns, and I'll give it to you."

Ling Zihan continued to haggle with sharp teeth: "I will give you two silver coins at most. Don't think I don't know anything, this kind of second-hand goods are only worth this price."

(End of this chapter)