Apocalypse Supermarket System

Chapter 17 Sun Jiaming Reappears

Jinling Base City has been very lively since yesterday, and it is even more so today, because yesterday's supplies were still necessities, and everyone was short of rice, drinking water, gasoline, etc. There, why buy so much? If you buy more, it will be broken. Therefore, yesterday, the supermarket gave people a sense of peace of mind, a sense of security that no longer worries about food, so not many people are so crazy .But today is different. There are new products, and they are all rare luxury goods in the last days. These few months have become rarer and rarer. Anyone who has some money in their hands is crazy. Went to the supermarket for shopping.

Pork, cabbage, fresh meat and vegetables, these two things in this world sound like rare animals in the past, but they exist but can’t be seen at all. Even if they survived, they were all taken away by powerful people, like Those famous big teams are like Commander He.

Fortunately, there is a place to buy it now, although it is still very expensive, but what are you afraid of?

In a word, you are not afraid of expensive things, but you are afraid that things cannot be bought.

Never underestimate the pursuit of these luxuries by the human animal!

Don't underestimate human purchasing power either!
The pursuit of desire is endless for anyone!

And there are tobacco and alcohol, these two things are even more serious. Cigarettes are used as currency at this stage. Whoever can walk around the city with a cigarette in his mouth is as attractive as driving a luxury car in the past.

After all, for ordinary people, no matter what time it is, enjoyment is always the first priority, especially in this kind of doomsday-like dark day, it is even more important to enjoy it!

So, seeing all of this, Cheng Haodong became jealous.

Cheng Haodong's business has plummeted since he confirmed that there are guns for sale in the supermarket. Yesterday, he didn't have a single customer. After all, he can buy a pistol at an inexpensive price, so who would buy his homemade gun? He felt that the existence of this supermarket would cut off his livelihood.

Cheng Haodong, who was wiping a thick-backed machete at the entrance of the shop, looked at Mo Laolan, who was holding two boxes of pork and four bottles of beer, and cursed in a low voice: "Usually I can't see it, I hide everything, but now They are all fucking rich!"

But after all, he is also very yearning for the taste of pork and beer. His son has already queued up outside the supermarket. He sees if he can make two more money. Sticks and the like can still be sold, life is still going on, right?

"Boss, how do you sell this knife?" Sun Jiaming was wearing a black suit he got somewhere, which accentuated his slender figure, and he did not look like a hero.

Seeing Sun Jiaming in a black suit and with two pistols pinned to his waist, Cheng Haodong got up and handed the knife directly.

"A machete made of high-quality stainless steel can cut through a zombie in one stroke without much effort, and the edge of the knife does not curl at all."

Sun Jiaming stroked the blade, feeling the shock brought by the cold touch.

"It's a good knife, good craftsmanship, boss, is there any more?"

"There's one more, I'll make two and keep one in the house, do you want it?" Cheng Haodong replied immediately, he didn't want to let go of such a business.

"Bring it here, as long as it is of the same quality, I will buy it."

Killing zombies in the county town is better with this kind of silent cold weapon, at least not easily surrounded by groups.

Sun Jiaming thought about it.

Soon, Cheng Haodong brought the other one, and brought two cowhide scabbards, and several kinds of straps, and said, "These kinds of straps depend on how you want to wear these knives. Now, it doesn’t matter if you strap it on your backpack or cross it.”

"It's thoughtful." Sun Jiaming nodded in satisfaction after inspecting the knives, put the two knives into the scabbard, took two straps, and tied them directly to his legs.

After being tied up, Sun Jiaming got up and asked, "What price."

At this time, Cheng Haodong was already thinking about asking for a high price. This person already regarded the knife as his own, and this kind of person generally would not be entangled in a small amount of money.

"Ten large yellow croakers, or the equivalent value of rice, and silver is also fine. You know that the supermarket exists, and the price has risen a lot. It took me three days to make this knife. You can just ask, in Jinling City , dare to say that there are no more than three people with this skill."

"Well, it's really a good thing, do you want this one?" He took out a white coin the size of a pigeon egg, and it was an energy coin representing ten energies.

When Cheng Haodong saw that it was energy coins, he nodded and said, "Accept, of course, this is the hard currency now!"

"Then I think this is enough." After speaking, he put the energy coin in Cheng Haodong's hand and left.

With this knife, he should be able to kill that zombie leader!

I want to become strong, I want revenge!
Sun Jiaming looked in the direction of Qi County and made a firm decision.

Cheng Haodong looked at Sun Jiaming who was going away, and said, "Another guy who is desperate for energy coins."

Since the appearance of the supermarket yesterday, some people have taken the initiative to fight zombies, earn crystal cores, and buy goods. Especially today, the supplies in the supermarket have become more abundant. Desperately looking for zombies.

This is different from the past, in the past, there was no gain from fighting zombies, it was hard, and the crystal nucleus with the smell of corpses was useless. Therefore, if it is not a team whose purpose is to rob shops, no one wants to fight zombies, the gain outweighs the loss, right?
It's different now, as long as you kill the zombies and get the crystal core, you can exchange for energy coins, and energy coins can be exchanged for beer and cigarettes!

Moreover, the supermarket has a supply of bullets and guns, so it is not dangerous to shoot those zombies remotely.

No matter how bad the marksmanship is, one energy coin of ammunition can kill four or five zombies. That is the energy crystal nucleus worth at least three energy coins.

This kind of income of more than [-]% made everyone crazy.

Even the army is the same. I heard that Commander He, who inspected the troops today, immediately ordered the four divisions under his command. Each division sent a regiment to hunt zombies and exchange the crystal cores for supplies. The troops all set off happily , Just one morning, the mighty car drove out several times.

(End of this chapter)