Lu Yiming walked forward expressionlessly, his greedy eyes staring at the backpacks covered with romance behind them. In fact, their dresses in this industry have been localized and not too luxurious, but the heavy backpacks cannot be fake, and there must be many good products inside.

Of course, in public, no one will rashly destroy the survival order here, but there are more women coming up to meet him.

Seeing all the scenes, Lu Yiming always felt that he had entered a very ridiculous wasteland world.

Even... the wasteland world has been many times stronger by this ghost place.

Humans in the wasteland world can still live in groups, form cities, and continue to develop science and technology.

But in this world, a large population of people is a dead end. At most, small villages can only be formed, and they are villages that often have to be relocated.

The technology limit is locked and talents are completely withered.

He sighed in his heart.

The twisted world has created this twisted civilization, but this is also the way to survive here. It is unrealistic to force humanitarian rescue here without sufficient economic foundation.

Even if there is support from Yunhai behind it, it may not be too naive and simple to save everyone.

After learning about the basic situation, Lu Yiming turned his head and said to Huang Fusheng: "If you find the caravan, we have a big business to discuss with him. Do you think the caravan's people are reliable?"

Huang Fusheng hurriedly said, "I don't know whether it is reliable or not, but he is not famous and loyal. He has been operating here for more than ten years."

"Then he is. Hurry up and lead the way."

Lu Yiming does not need the loyalty of these people, nor does he need their noble character. As long as he can do good things and complete the transaction, he will be successful.

In the face of absolute combat power, all conspiracies and tricks are illusory.

Compared with these poor people, Yunhai is too rich. Even if the other party takes advantage of it, it will not be a big problem.

"Okay, boss! I'll go now." It's simple to deal with the refreshing people. After Huang Fusheng got the power, he stepped forward in a small way.

He found a soldier to discuss it for a while. Since he was a familiar face here and had a little fame, he soon got the opportunity to meet the market leader.

"Don't be troublesome!" The patrolmen took them and went to a small room.

The leader of the "Red Rose" caravan was a beard in his thirties, 1.8 meters tall, named Hookford.

His size is definitely one of the best in this world. Before the disaster broke out, he was a basketball player on the school team and was still in high school. Twenty years later, he became the owner of a caravan.

"What's the matter with me?"

Hookford, with a beard, is reading popular novels that have been barely preserved. Although he has read these novels many times, he still has relish.

He stuffed a tuber from unknown plant into his mouth. This tuber has a faint sweetness and is a good snack.

The premise is that you cannot eat too much at once, otherwise you may have diarrhea.

When he saw Lu Yiming and others a little taller than him, he was slightly surprised.

These people seem to have new faces.

Without enough nutrients, there is no way to grow muscles or grow taller. This is certain. A person's size and expression can roughly judge the wealth he has.

And these young people look in their twenties... According to age calculations, they were just born when the disaster broke out, so how did they grow up so big?

"Are you outsiders?"

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It's really a big deal...

"Mr. Hookfort, do you have potions here, or the formula of potions. We will buy them at a high price." Huang Fusheng walked forward, smiled with a shy face, and asked directly.

"Does the potion...for your son? What type do you want? There are 7 different types here in total..." Hookford asked cautiously.

Their caravans basically won't sell potions at will. Because once the formula is sold, they may create a competitor for themselves.

As for the finished products, they can be sold as long as the price is right. Human beings can survive until now, not only the contribution of the Meat Mountain, but also the emergence of magic potions, which has allowed more people to gain the ability to resent.

"What are you here?"

"Soul-Devouring Rat, Black Story, Wind Coat... But the price is not cheap. Where have you made a fortune these days? Do you want the Soul-Devouring Rat?" The bearded man asked casually, wanting to get more information.

"What is the success rate?" Huang Fusheng didn't answer and asked again.

"You know, this kind of thing depends on your willpower... Everyone is different."

The two of them started to talk in a low voice, and the two cunning guys were talking to each other.

Since they both used local slang and spoke faster, Lu Yiming could only listen with his ears and barely understood a rough idea.

He looked up at the language expert Li Weiyi.

This expert is considered a language talent, with the strongest learning ability, and is also the most proficient in local languages ​​in a short period of time. No matter what, they will not be sold by Huang Fusheng and will help them count the money.

Li Weiyi whispered: "There are seven kinds of potions here in total. According to the categories, the success rate is between 30% and 60%. The stronger the complaint, the lower the success rate. As for the price, it is naturally for goods to be exchanged. However, this beard seems to be reluctant to sell formulas..."

"A 30% chance of success?" Lu Yiming frowned. He was not very satisfied with this chance.

At least for the humans of Yunhai, even a 60% success rate is unqualified.

"Yes, I think their formula for fighting poison with poison is just a product of empiricism. Just like our ancient Chinese medicine, it may have certain effects, but a systematic theory has not yet been formed. If you bring it back to Yunhai to study it carefully, the success rate may continue to rise."

Liu Xuwei touched his chin and said, "But he refuses to sell it, what should I do? Can't we just rob it, it's not impossible..."

Zhong Peng nodded, "You are thinking about robbing all day long. I think they also have some special abilities, maybe you will capsize in the gutter. And if you want a long-term transaction, it is not enough to just rob. "

Lu Yiming didn't want to be too petty about such small things. He didn't care who made money and who lost money at all.

Because what they paid was only some insignificant materials...

He frowned and said to Huang Fusheng: "Old Huang, ask this boss directly if he wants to have more wealth, a safer living environment, better resource replenishment, and a safer place to live. If he wants, cooperate with us. If he doesn't want to, we will change the place. This continent is not the only market, so what's there to hide?"

“We want a recipe, a recipe.”

Since the boss had spoken, Huang Fusheng could only bite the bullet and put away his petty matters in his heart. He stopped talking to the other party and directly repeated the passage.

And I don’t know what mentality I have, and I’m talking very loudly.

"We want a recipe, a recipe!"

"The deals we bring are beyond your imagination!"

Um?

More wealth and safer living environment?

As a result, the bearded Hookford narrowed his eyes and looked at them with a look of a fool.

What a big tone!

Hookford survives in this desperate world now, who has never seen anyone? At the beginning, when the order was chaotic, the most people were actually... a liar!

Many people who brag to the sky were found dead in the gutter the next day.

Although the number of scammers has gradually become rare and now it is emerging again?

Hookford has long since given no expectations for the future of mankind.

Not only him, but almost everyone is like this. It is only a day to live. The days ahead are too illusory, and even I don’t want to think about it. Even the super-large caravan with one or two thousand people does not have the intention to change too much.

"A few foreigners, just cheat and run away, that's it..."

There was a hint of subtle sarcasm in his eyes.

This usually clever Huang Fusheng is not mentally ill.

Of course, Hookfue thought so in his heart, and his expression would never show any signs. The people here are the most concerned about "not showing their emotions". Even if they think that the other party is mentally retarded, they will not be angry directly, and they will not sarcastically or anything else...

Because once conflict arises, negative emotions will increase significantly.

Either there is no conflict, or you drive someone out, or... it is better to kill someone directly. If you kill someone, you will not have negative emotions.

"Forget it, believe it or not... we only need formula and potion-related materials. I wonder if these things are enough? If you are interested, please offer a price."

Lu Yiming was too lazy to talk to him, so he gently placed a package on his body on the table.

A "bang" sounded softly.

It sounds good, the portion is good.

"Look."

Hookford raised his head. The accent of this foreigner was a bit weird. He was so loud, I wanted to see what was there!

The package looked quite full, and at first glance, it contained a lot of messy supplies.

He waved his hand and instructed a man under his hand to check the supplies in the package. The man had an indifferent expression, about thirty years old, and looked a little similar to Hookford. He should be a blood-related relative such as cousins.

As a result, ten seconds later, his body suddenly became stunned and his eyes were slightly brighter.

Lu Yiming felt a few gazes coming from behind the screen in the room.
Chapter completed!