Mencius said: If God wants to find something for you, he will definitely give you strong strength, and then make you useless, and you will also smash some messy things to torture you. Once you survive the torture, you will become awesome superman.

Zheng Yi felt that Mencius was right.

He finally escaped from death again and encountered a scavenger's sand cart.

The two grandsons of the scavengers like to play roles. Grandpa plays the role of "colonel" and grandson plays the role of "private". They are both chatterboxes and will talk to themselves for a long time, and even both of them talk to themselves... but they are both good people.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Zheng Yi spent thirty minutes to drink a bottle of turbid secondary drinking water. Although it was turbid, it did not have any bitter, sour and other odors, so it was rated as 2.

This bottle of water prevents him from having to worry about dehydration and death.

However, the cost is also extremely expensive. A bottle of second-level drinking water is equivalent to one tenth of the bottle of mental recovery potion. This is what Zheng Yi calls the magic recovery potion the big blue bottle.

The old man was driving a sand truck while shaking his mental recovery potion, and said worriedly: "You won't lie to me, are you?"

This is the fourth time the old man asked this question.

Zheng Yi was too lazy to reply just now, and of course he ignored it even more.

He shouted at the top of his throat, "How long will it take to get to the shelter?"

This is the sixth time he asked this question.

The old man was too lazy to reply, just pretend he didn't hear it.

"You won't lie to me, are you?"

“How long will it take to get to the shelter?”

...

"You won't lie to me, are you?"

“How long will it take to get to the shelter?”

...

In the boring conversation, it was dark.

The temperature in the sand cart dropped sharply, and the old man and the child put on leather jackets and heavy lint pants. Zheng Yi got a set of denim work clothes. Although it was still trembling with cold, it would not be frozen to death, and it was free.

The sand truck drove to a sand dune and sent out a communication signal.

Under the sand dunes, a hole was slowly opened, showing a downward passage.

The sand truck slowly drove in, and the gate behind him closed.

When Zheng Yi walked out of the car door, he felt that it was much warmer outside than in the car. Under the dim light, he saw fourteen sand trucks parked in the parking space. Opposite the parking space were scattered tents and tent-like shanty towns.

Zheng Yi sighed lightly: "We have a total of 68 people, which is such a refuge."

He has been digging out his skills along the way, and now he knows clearly that the reason for the enhanced perception is [Insight] this passive skill.

[Insight] It can enhance perception, which is also the basis for the subsequent upgrade perception to enhance subsequent upgrades, and it can also bring a super sixth sense. In other words, Zheng Yi can trust his premonition 100%. For things like finding a way, it is better to walk by yourself instead of throwing shoes.

The old colonel came out of the car: "There are five thousand people here."

Zheng Yi was stunned.

The privates followed out and stamped their feet: "They are all underground."

"Hey, Lao Hong, are you okay underground?" The old man waved to a middle-aged man walking here and grinned.

Lao Hong's face was frosty, and he took off a handheld computer from his back and pressed it a few times: "Mr. Ban Zhang, your loan is about to expire."

"We can pay it back at one time today!" The old man smiled and said, "We picked up a sand cockroach that had just died less than a day. The perfect sand cockroach was in the car."

Lao Hong glanced into the car and said without any emotion: "Train to the trading area yourself."

The old man Zhang greeted Zheng Yi: "Please help, young man."

Zheng Yi slowly walked over and walked to Lao Hong and asked in a low voice: "How much can mental recovery agents be sold here?"

Lao Hong stared at the handheld computer and glared slightly, turning to Zheng Yi: "You picked it up?"

Zheng Yi took out the bottle that he had just opened from his back: "Good quality."

Lao Hong continued to light his hand computer expressionlessly and said, "This is coolant."

"Uh? I've drunk it, this must be a mental recovery agent." Zheng Yi felt that Lao Hong was very arbitrary. Don't you know what it was about Sequence 2 of his own?

"The standardization regulations on products that are used in the Western Regions Special Administrative Region Shelters stipulate 36 categories and standard formulas, colors, packaging and specifications of 1,972 products." Lao Hong's voice was like a robot, without emotional ups and downs:

"The standard color of mental recovery agent is grass green or saturated fluorescent green, purity No. 4 is fifty-ml glass test tube assembly; purity No. 8 is ten-ml glass test tube assembly. This blue color in your hand is coolant. If you really drink it, it should now turn into water."

——I'll make a big deal!

Zheng Yi ran through his heart: Your world is so awkward, and you still care so carefully? Just because your leaders are all a group of Virgos, the world is destroyed!

"Boy, you really lied to me." Old Banzhang held his arms and looked at Zheng Yi with a bad look.

Private Xiao Banjia stood beside him, imitating the old man, and tilted his head to look at Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi looked at the potion in his hand and was extremely helpless: This is obviously a mental recovery agent, but because it is not green, it becomes a coolant? You are making full use of legal weapons to point a deer as a horse!

"Don't panic, I still have skills!" Zheng Yi caught up with Lao Hong: "Brother Hong, I am a surgeon and very good at surgery."

"Do you have the qualifications for practicing medicine issued by the federal government?" Lao Hong asked seriously.

Zheng Yi's mouth twitched: Brother only has the qualifications of practicing physicians recognized by the Republic government...

"Or special technical talents issued by the Western Regions Special Administrative Region - the sub-certification qualification for surgical surgery under the medical subcategory." Lao Hong said.

Zheng Yi felt his neck stiff, so he turned it gently, giving Brother Hong a embarrassed and polite smile.

"Hmph," Old Ban Zhang pulled the sand cockroach over, "This kid didn't tell the truth. Fortunately, I picked up a sand cockroach."

"I killed that." Zheng Yi was helpless.

Anyway, no one believes it, so let's enjoy it.

"Brother, please give me a check." Old Banzhang put his face on him.

Lao Hong held his handheld computer, turned on the scanner, walked around the body of the sand cockroach, and then showed the handheld computer to Lao Banzhang: "Yes."

Lao Banzhang looked at the huge word "A" on the display screen, so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.

"The price is 342 yuan and 89 cents." Lao Hong reported the number given on the computer: "Is it a transaction?"

"Trade!" Old Banzhang rubbed his hands: "It's great. After paying off the loan, you can save forty more!"

"Repay the principal and interest of the loan, and the balance is 38 yuan and 16 cents." Lao Hong said: "Not forty."

"Hahaha, it's almost the same." Old Banzhang said excitedly:

"I want to do engine maintenance, replace the biological radar with a new one, and replace the air conditioner with the temperature insulation layer together, and add a complete set of the remaining ones to me and mix them into oil."

Zheng Yi's ears were erect: How powerful is the purchasing power of 38 yuan?

Lao Hong said: "Your amount is insufficient."

Lao Banzhang sighed: "Then give me a red meat casserole and a basin of rice."

Lao Hong said: "The balance is 97 points."

——Damn, you have also enjoyed your mouth!
Chapter completed!