Survival: Fighting floods from a thatched hut

Zhang: "Don't you want to solve the food problem for other people in the area?

If you don't want to solve it, forget it.

Then I'll leave?"

Qian: "Do you have a solution?

Have you decided to help them?"

Zhang: "If I have a solution, why would I ask you?

I'm not going to help them, I'm just planning to do business with them.

I advise you not to think about helping them. If it's just a few people, it's okay.

If you want to help everyone, not only will you fail, but you will also kill yourself."

Qian Zhongtian, who was thousands of miles away, looked at the message sent by Zhang Chi, his face was uncertain.

Many pictures flashed through his mind.

There was his high-spirited becoming the only college student in the county, and there was also his following the teacher with a notebook every day to record the crop situation, and there was also his staying up for three days and three nights to cultivate a new crop.

Finally, he thought of the picture that made him decide to retire and go back to his hometown to farm.

That was when he learned that the most respected predecessor was chased and abused by many people online just because he lived a little better and used an extra mobile phone.

"We've already arrived in another world, why do you keep thinking about these things?

It seems that when people get old, they always think about the past and become confused.

In this case, let's see if the young people can do better."

Qian Zhongtian smiled bitterly, but his brows were much more relaxed.

"I found a kind of mushroom that does not exist on the blue planet in the misty world. It only takes three days to mature.

If you just want to avoid starvation, a ten-square-meter house is enough.

But these mushrooms can only grow once, and except for me, the possibility of others wanting to repeat the planting is almost zero.

That is to say, after others harvest once, they must buy mycelium again.

From this point of view, it meets your business requirements.

But I have limited mycelium.

How do you plan to do this business?"

Mycelium, when it grows up, will become mushrooms.

It can be understood as the seedlings of mushrooms.

"If one unit is the amount that can barely keep a person alive, how many mycelium do you have?"

Qian: "A few dozen units.

But if you can get high-quality wood, the output of mycelium will be greatly increased.

If there is enough high-quality wood, I can produce about 200 units a day.

The excellent grade can be increased to about 1,500."

Zhang Chi, who was on his way, saw this message and touched his chin.

This output is okay.

But wouldn't it be a bit wasteful to use excellent grade wood? Can I make a profit by selling this stuff?

Zhang Chi was a little worried. Even if he had a synthesis room, he didn't have much excellent grade wood.

"How is the consumption of wood? It won't be unprofitable."

Qian: "The consumption is a bit high!"

Zhang Chi's heart sank when he saw this sentence.

One unit of excellent grade wood requires 100 units of ordinary wood, which takes 11 minutes to synthesize.

If the demand is too large, Zhang Chi can't bear it.

And selling these things doesn't matter how much money you make, at least you can't lose money!

I couldn't help but think: 'It's not that I don't want to help them, but they are unlucky. I don't have much fine wood...'

Qian: "At least ten units of fine wood are needed a day. If you are unlucky, you may need twenty units!"

Zhang Chi:...

No, can't this old Deng speak without breathing heavily?

Can't he finish it all at once?

It's so scary to say these few words.

He thought the consumption was a bit high, at least a few hundred units a day.

The result is just like this?

"Can you finish your words at once next time?

I'm outside now. I'll send you the wood when I get back.

As for the profits, how do you plan to distribute them?"

Qian: "Boy, you have so much high-quality wood?

Think about it carefully. If the flood lasts for more than ten days, you will need 200 units!

Wait, you are not going to use the synthesis room, are you?

You have 2 million units of ordinary wood?

How is this possible?

Even if you really have it, selling mushrooms will not make up for the cost. Most survivors who are short of food don't have any good things!"

Qian Zhongtian didn't know that Zhang Chi's synthesis room had been upgraded to the excellent level.

He thought that Zhang Chi needed to consume 2 million units of ordinary wood to synthesize 200 units of high-quality wood.

In fact, Zhang Chi only needed to consume 20,000 units.

Zhang: "Everyone in the channel is my compatriot, my brother Zhang!

What's a little wood!

Just do it.

If you are afraid that I will lose too much, give me more."

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Qian Zhongtian was confused when he saw Zhang Chi's message.

How could he not know Zhang Chi?

He realized instantly that this guy seemed to have a lot of good stuff in his hands!

Qian Zhongtian narrowed his eyes, like an old fox.

Qian: "Okay, I don't need the profit."

Zhang: "Really?!

Old Qian, you really are so touching!

I will let everyone in the area thank you."

Qian: "Others don't need to thank you.

If you want to thank me, just give me ten or eight pieces of excellent equipment and buildings.

Just let me get to the first level in the next evaluation."

Zhang: "I don't have that much in total, where can I find it for you!"

Zhang Chi was justified!

If you don't count the materials, he only has six or seven pieces of excellent-grade buildings and equipment.

What? You mean the excellent and ultimate grades?

Ugh!

Isn't it the excellent grade that Old Qian wants? How can those be counted?

Qian: "Boy, I'm serious.

I don't want any profit, but I want you to help me get a high score in the next evaluation as much as possible!

In addition, I plan to form an alliance with you.

Whether it is talent or resources, as long as I have them, I can share them with you.

And I can guarantee that as long as it is external affairs, everything is based on you!"

"Ding! Congratulations on triggering the talent capture task!"

Da Huang, who was leading the way in front, looked back at Zhang Chi in confusion.

It didn't understand what Zhang Chi meant. It was just confused as to why the master suddenly said something inexplicable in an emotionless tone.

It looked around and found no other creatures.

'Could it be that the black-robed man yesterday is here again? '

Thinking of this, Da Huang's expression became alert and he was very focused on sensing the surroundings.

Zhang Chi didn't know that his self-entertainment would cause trouble to Da Huang. Of course, he didn't have a system. This was just his own voice.

But joking aside, Zhang Chi was still a little hesitant about whether to agree.

As I said just now, he didn't have a system and couldn't see other people's loyalty to him.

He didn't know how sincere Qian Zhongtian's words were, and whether he would change in the future.

He recalled his dealings with Qian Zhongtian in his mind and felt that his words were very credible.

In this case, then agree!

He was confident that even if Qian Zhongtian was false, he could make the other party sincere.

Although he couldn't find Qian Zhongtian now, he knew that Qian Zhongtian's shelter was on the south bank of the river. When the flood passed, the rain would stop.

He was also confident that he could improve his strength to the excellent level while the disaster continued.

At that time, even if Qian Zhongtian was thousands of miles away, he could go over and show him what the power of justice was.

"Okay, let's settle it.

But I don't have any extra excellent-grade items and buildings, and I don't think you'll be interested in premium-grade items."

Seeing Zhang Chi's message, Qian Zhongtian's mouth twitched. What do you mean he probably doesn't like them?

Do you really think premium-grade items are everywhere?

But he didn't expect that for Zhang Chi, premium-grade items are really everywhere.

But before he could refute, he saw Zhang Chi's new message.

"But if you have a black iron treasure chest, I can help you get an excellent-grade item."

Seeing this, Qian Zhongtian's pupils shrank.

Is this Zhang Chi's talent?

Is it luck?

Can you only open treasure chests or anything else?

Qian Zhongtian fell into deep thought, but he was not slow, and traded a black iron treasure chest he had just obtained.

Zhang Chi only sublimated two pieces of equipment this morning, and he still had one talent left to use.

He thought about it and realized that he didn't have anything that needed to be sublimated today, so he might as well use it on this treasure chest.

"Talent, start."