The end of the world is coming, I became a card maker

Even though they had space storage boxes, everyone carried backpacks of varying sizes, without exception.

Dong Liu and Song Ting each carried a backpack and dragged a box.

As ordinary people, they had no means of attack. Song Ting had a dagger and a small crossbow, and Dong Liu also had a knife and a nail gun.

Although the country's current control over firearms has been relaxed, it is still not something that ordinary people can touch.

There were four people living in this room, but there was only one bed. Fortunately, at Huang Sheng's suggestion, both of them brought blankets and thin quilts, so they didn't have to sleep directly on the floor at night.

The other two women were both evolvers.

One was about fifty or sixty years old, and she was serious. She grabbed a handful of caltrops from the space and sprinkled them directly under the window and on both sides of the gate, leaving only a winding road in the middle for passage.

The other evolver was in his early thirties and looked like an ordinary rural woman. She was quite caring towards the two women and signaled them to follow her closely. It was obvious that she saw through their ordinary identities.

When the four people left the room and came to the door of the department store, they found that many people had already entered the two small buildings to explore in advance.

"Fuck! What kind of profiteer is this? Why don't they just rob it!"

Xue Zhefei's cursing voice came from the first floor. A few people walked in and found that there was a counter next to the door. The entrance was a large hall with shelves standing one by one.

But most of the shelves were empty, and only some goods were placed at the end close to the door.

Instant noodles cost one yuan per pack, bread costs one yuan per pack, milk and yogurt costs two yuan per box, thin sausages, cheap cigarettes and lighters, mineral water costs one yuan per bottle...

These are all very common and cheapest retail items. There are six shelves in total, and the total number is probably only a few hundred.

However, these goods can only be purchased with black money, and the price is not low.

Bread, instant noodles, mineral water, lighters cost 2 black money, milk, yogurt, sausages cost 5 black money, and the most outrageous thing is that a cigarette that only costs a few yuan outside costs 15 black money here!

This is really a robbery!

"I really find it funny. This dungeon thinks we will starve to death if we don't have these things, right?"

A thin man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks screamed and cursed: "It's only three days of dungeon time, and you can quit at any time. I'm crazy to spend money on you?"

A group of people followed and cursed, but there were also very few people who did the opposite and really paid for things.

Xue Zhefei was obviously the one who cursed the most, but in the confused eyes of others, he actually took out 50 black bills, grabbed a handful of various commodities, and went to the counter to settle the bill.

The man in charge of collecting the bills at the counter was a man in a black uniform. The man was not good-looking and had no expression on his face. When no one asked, he would just stand by the counter mechanically without moving.

After accepting Xue Zhefei's black bills, the uniformed man showed a faint smile on his expressionless face.

He tore off a page from the notepad next to him, wrote a strange symbol on it, and then handed it to the other party.

Xue Zhefei wondered, "What is this?"

The uniformed man said nothing, continued to stand mechanically, and stared at the others.

A young man with green hair secretly grabbed a handful of ham sausages from the shelf and stuffed them into the space storage box.

He saw that the salesperson had no reaction at all, and couldn't help laughing.

Others followed suit, and in a blink of an eye, half of the goods on the shelf were taken away by these people.

In fact, the crowd didn't fancy these goods, after all, everyone had supplies.

The problem is that these goods can only be purchased with black notes, so the value is different from those that can only be bought with money, and people will feel that they have picked up a great bargain.

"It's so funny, this dungeon is a bit stupid, putting out some low-end products and selling them at such a high price, and putting a salesperson there but it's just a decoration!"

"Want to make black money but have no brains, if I were to control this dungeon, I would never make such a low-end mistake!"

The green-haired young man said arrogantly: "Everyone, it seems that this F-level dungeon should be very easy, we will probably pass it tonight, but I'm afraid the reward at the end will be average."

Xue Zhefei sneered: "You are

Is it because you can't remember things? The dungeon information says that the task of finding resumes can only be shared by ten people at most, which means that only ten people can complete the necessary conditions for passing this dungeon. "

"No matter how simple the dungeon itself is, only ten people can get the reward, do you understand?"

The green-haired young man looked a little embarrassed: "Looking at the poor appearance of this dungeon, I think the final reward is just so-so."

"It's better to search here, maybe there will be some unexpected gains, and it would be even better if you can find props."

"It's better than you paying black money to buy these things! "

He continued to move his hands on the shelf, this time without avoiding people, and even faced the salesperson's gaze, taking things from the shelf while showing a provocative smile.

Just when a smile just bloomed on his face.

The tall white-skinned man suddenly looked behind the green-haired young man.

A bright light cut through the air, whistling past with a sharp sound!

Puff!

A small knife tip suddenly protruded from the center of the green-haired young man's forehead.

A burst of blood hit the container in front of him, and the smile on his face froze. He fell forward and fell to the ground with the container.

The people next to him subconsciously supported the container , leaving his body on the ground, these containers were stacked one after another, and if one fell, the rest would fall.

Everyone gasped.

A tattered, palm-sized wooden board appeared in the hand of the white-skinned man to block the front.

A soft leather helmet appeared in Xue Zhefei's hand and was buckled directly on his head.

Several Gaels took out props one after another, some were umbrella-shaped shields that could be opened, and some were cloaks worn on the chest.

The hall on the first floor of the department store was in a state of panic for a while, and everyone took out their own weapons and props, staring at the surroundings nervously and vigilantly.

"Shabi, you really think the dungeon is yours? It's okay for you to steal things with a clear price tag, but you robbed in front of others, and now you are getting retribution, right?"

"If they dare to sell things to make money, can't they have some means of fighting back? Shopping malls have to hire security guards. "

Xue Zhefei stared at the body of the green-haired young man who had just scolded him with a vicious tone: "Don't move, I have a grudge against him, and I want to inherit his legacy!"

He walked over quickly and searched the other person's body.

Finally, he actually took out a wooden comb and about 20 denominations of black banknotes in his pocket for emergency, and walked back with satisfaction.

"You also make money from the dead?"

The rural woman frowned at him, and then asked everyone: "Did everyone see where the attack came from just now?"

"It was behind his head. Didn't you see that it hit from the back to the front? The tofu brain was hit out."

"I mean, where did this flying knife come from? There must be a window for launching, right? "

The group carefully searched around and immediately found that this hall was not simple.

At a height of about one person, there was a circle of sunken structures around the wall, and there was a small black hole on it at a certain distance. It was unclear what was inside, but there was no doubt that the flying knives should have been shot from here.

Those who stole things felt their scalps tingling. With such a large area, flying knives could be launched in almost 360 degrees.

It is estimated that they were beaten for stealing things. The grandson just now was just a warning. It is better to put it back. It is not worth it for such worthless supplies.

"Fortunately, it is a good thing that the death can be explained. This person also brought it upon himself."

"Let's not stay here. There are other rooms on the first floor, and the second floor has not been explored yet."

The white-skinned man did not want to stay here any longer, so he hurriedly left here with a few temporary companions and walked along the corridor to other rooms.