Chapitre 8: Ammunition Department
At this time, Zhou Yuanqiang, with a funny look on his back, looked like a wretched uncle selling pornographic films, and interacted with pedestrians on the street one by one.
People who can live in the town, no matter how poor they are, have some savings. So when they heard about canned meat, everyone's eyes lit up. For the corpse hunters like desperadoes, they are engaged in high-risk work, and if they are not careful, they will lose their lives. This characteristic makes them always spend all the money in their pockets as soon as they get it. They believe in living for the moment.
This kind of sneaky selling is still very smooth. In less than an hour, Zhou Yuanqiang has sold the last can of beef can.
With the first experience, Zhou Yuanqiang summed it up and did not require the other party to pay with gold, but used gold and crystals. Since the Wasteland Settlement is a large human settlement, the circulation of various goods is very strong, so Zhou Yuanqiang tried to keep the price close to the market. The quantity is not much different from the first time, but the profitability is far less than the first time.
Compared to a small town with more than 30,000 people, dozens of cans of canned food disappeared without even a splash, and Zhou Yuanqiang did not have to worry about attracting the attention of those who are interested.
However, Zhou Yuanqiang also noticed that there were cameras installed everywhere in the town, and all important locations were under the control of the Administration. If you want to teleport back to the modern times in the town, the risk of exposure is undoubtedly huge. Zhou Yuanqiang could not let anyone know the secret of being able to travel through two time and space, even the most trusted friends and relatives. Zhou Yuanqiang is still very weak now, without the ability to resist. Once exposed, it will definitely be a dead end.
After asking someone for directions, he soon found the weapons and ammunition sales department under the Wasteland Settlement Administration.
The weapons and ammunition department is located in the movie square in the center of the town. The weapons and ammunition department is also equipped with the fuel department and food supply department. This centralization also makes the entire movie square the most lively place in the town from dawn to dusk. Countless people engaged in the corpse hunting industry come here every day after returning from hunting to exchange their harvest for consumed ammunition and fuel, and also for food such as potatoes and sweet potatoes.
It is hard to imagine that in the end of the world, there is still a place that is more lively than the vegetable market.
The buildings and shops around the central movie square have become hot buns in the huge flow of people. Various shops are opened here to welcome the triumphant corpse hunters. Since the Wasteland Settlement Administration does not restrict the self-made weapons, among these shops, up to 40% of the shops are selling homemade weapons. In order to attract people, many weapons are modified by them to increase the performance of use, but the price is slightly lower than that sold by the Administration.
For these shops that are stealing business, strangely, the Administration has not asked at all. The price of the weapons in the weapon shop has not changed at all, as if the weapon shop is a museum, and the weapons inside are all array items.
The most lively place besides the ammunition department is the fuel department. Zhou Yuanqiang stood in one of the several lines and observed silently. In general, here, it was like a hodgepodge, with all kinds of characters included. There were fierce-looking and arrogant masters; there were also people with low eyebrows and a weak look; there were also people with a face full of smiles. Just by appearance, you can never judge a person's ferocity or kindness.
The ammunition department is composed of a hall, similar to a bank institution. Five outstanding female salesmen are busy. After collecting crystals or gold, they push boxes of bullets of various calibers onto the counter. Behind the counter, more than a dozen strong soldiers held guns and coldly swept across the faces of people in the hall, ensuring absolute safety here.
Unfortunately, absolute safety does not guarantee silence. In the hall, people who know each other talked to each other and publicized their glorious achievements, as if they were afraid that others would not hear them. The voices were so loud that it seemed like someone was arguing with him. As you can imagine, the whole hall is even noisier than a vegetable market.
The corpse hunters fight zombies outside for a long time, and sometimes it is normal not to take a shower for a week or two. The whole hall is filled with all kinds of stench, which makes Zhou Yuanqiang almost unbearable.
"Miss, your breasts are so fucking big, are they squeezed by a bunch of men?" A sturdy man with ragged clothes but holding a bag of crystals in his hand took the bullets and laughed loudly. "I have been hunting for two weeks, and all I saw were bastard zombies. Not only are their mouths pale, but even their dicks haven't seen the smell of meat for two weeks."
The sturdy man said it vulgarly, but the people present followed suit. Who doesn't know the five golden flowers of the ammunition department? Unfortunately... you can only look but not eat, what a taste...
The sturdy man was also a desperate man. He ignored the dozen soldiers behind the counter and continued to tease, "Tell everyone the truth, has your boss ever fucked you? Oh, look at your cherry-like mouth, tsk tsk... the taste of having your penis held in your mouth must be wonderful. And listen to your voice like a nightingale, your moaning can also make people climax. Oh...oh..."
The sturdy man imitated the sound of moaning, and passionately took out his penis in front of everyone in the hall, stroking it, and shouted, "Look at my penis, lady, have you ever seen such a big one? Do you want me to let you enjoy it tonight?"
Zhou Yuanqiang could only stare at this scene in amazement. He couldn't imagine that in the public eye, this sturdy man actually did these actions as if no one was around.
In Zhou Yuanqiang's imagination, the sales lady should be screaming, and then her high-heeled boots should be in close contact with the other's crotch. But the sales lady didn't even change her movements when she took the bullet box. After throwing the bullet box out of the counter, she looked at the strong man's penis with interest, and then said disdainfully: "Don't embarrass yourself here. Your thing is the smallest and most pitiful one I have ever seen..."
"Hahaha..."
A huge laugh rang out in the hall, and the strong man's originally proud expression suddenly withered. He grabbed the bullet box, hugged his head and ran away from the hall in a panic amid the laughter of the crowd.
After the little episode, the hall returned to the noise just now. The team moved very fast, and soon it was Zhou Yuanqiang's turn. Thinking of the sales lady's toughness, Zhou Yuanqiang, a rookie, blushed like a burning butt. Fortunately, his tone was normal, otherwise he would have become a joke again.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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