Last night's nightmare made Pei Ye unable to sleep back.

She flipped left and right like a pancake, and finally gave up her sleep and prepared to get up to forage for food.

As soon as I opened the door of the room, the smell of fried dumplings wafted in the air, and the frosted glass of the kitchen reflected a slender figure.

"Xiaoxiu, your face looks a little bad, haven't you slept well?"

Liu Yexian came out with a large plate of fried dumplings and a pot of boiled soy milk.

"Had a nightmare. ”

Pei Ye's brows furrowed.

"It's just a nightmare, I heard the old man say that dreams are the opposite of reality, and it won't be long before something good happens. ”

Pei Ye said: "It's different. ”

She rarely dreams, most of the time she dreams until dawn, let alone nightmares.

Nothing good happens after each nightmare.

Pei Ye's face is bad because of this.

"What's different?" Liu Yexian sandwiched a dumpling for her, "I made it in the morning, how does it taste?"

"It tasted good. ”

The dumpling filling is large and thin, and the shape of the gold ingots is small and cute.

After frying, it is golden brown, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the texture is very crispy.

Pei Ye took a pair of chopsticks from Liu Yexian's hand, and sandwiched two fried dumplings by himself.

"I rarely dream, and every time I dream, whether it's a sweet dream or a nightmare, there's a certain chance that it will come true. ”

This kind of prophetic dream is not unique to her.

As far as she knew, those who were strong in the spiritual realm in the past would have similar prophetic dreams.

The closer you are to the peak of strength, the clearer your dreams will be, and the more you will remember when you wake up.

Pei Ye also had this experience in his heyday.

However, she fell ill and disappeared after she retired.

Last night's dream didn't know if it was good or bad for her.

Liu Yexian asked what kind of dream he was.

"You can still interpret dreams?"

Liu Yexian smiled: "Of course I won't, but I want to know what dreams you have in order to comfort you with the right medicine." ”

Pei Ye smiled.

"It's nothing, it's just a dream that there are a lot of children in the house, and then the savings of many years are eaten up by them. ”

How much savings does she have?

She doesn't know the specific number, as long as she knows that she is a real local tyrant.

A hundred cubs eat it all......

Is it a sign that she is going bankrupt?

Pei Ye stuffed fried dumplings into his mouth while thinking.

As her thoughts deepened, her brow gradually relaxed.

How could she have forgotten?

The second dungeon world is coming to an end.

Once she leaves, all the merits she has accumulated in this world will be used to pay off her debts.

In a sense, it is also bankruptcy.

Thinking of this, Pei Ye didn't continue to dwell on this dream.

"Do you want to do a mission today?"

After eating and drinking, Pei Ye sat on the sofa like his uncle and picked his teeth, and Liu Yexian took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Pei Ye said: "Don't go out, wait for official news." ”

If you don't go out to do your daily routine, what should I do with the [Do a Good Deed a Day] task?

Pei Ye directly told the one hundred and eight little paper people to do it.

These little paper figures are also her will, and the zombies they hunt are also hers.

Although the efficiency is not as high as hers, it is easy to hunt 10,000 zombies a day.

As the capital of China before the end of the world, City B was densely populated by nearby cities.

Even if the base in City B has been established many times to clear the zombies, the zombie density is still considerable.

The target of "one good deed a day" can be easily achieved.

Liu Yexian said: "Then let's call Ruijun to go shopping, I heard that there is a big trading market in the base of City B." ”

When Xiang Ruijun came back from training, he heard her proposal, and refused without thinking about it.

"Why not?"

Xiang Ruijun said with a cold face: "If you don't go, you don't go, I hate places with a lot of people." ”

The trading market in the last days is mixed, and I don't know how many times I have been to Ruijun's previous life.

Only the trading market in the B market ......

That's her psychological shadow.

When she thought of the trading market in City B, she remembered that she was embarrassed and numb in her previous life, squatting in front of the trading stall, watching the glamorous and beautiful Liu Yexian holding her lover's hand past her stall, talking and laughing, talking with disdain for those goods.

In her previous life, Liu Yexian held the golden finger of Lingquan Space, she didn't even have a gray face, and she still took a bath, washed her hair and changed into new clothes like a normal person every day. The shoes on his feet are clean, the clothes on his body are clean, and his hair is fluffy and soft.

She is like a pure heroine who came out of youth, and her smile is sunny and simple.

The other survivors were from two worlds to her.

The survivors don't want to take a bath once a day, they often find it difficult to even drink saliva, their hair is oily, dandruff, and dust stick together, and they can be kneaded into a small ball at will.

The same is true for hair, not to mention clothes.

The clothes are as wilted as dried plum cabbage.

The coat is dirty, and so are the clothes inside, including underwear and underwear.

The Adeptus is better, but he can get some water and wipe it every two or three days.

Ordinary people often have to be bored for ten days and half a month, or even longer.

Xiang Ruijun can calmly reminisce, but it doesn't mean that she wants to "revisit the old place".

If it had been before, Liu Yexian might have been cowardly.

But now it's different, her relationship with Xiang Ruijun has made a leap and breakthrough, and coquettishness has become a normal operation.

Xiang Ruijun lowered his eyelids.

"What good things can be in the trading market?"

"Let's go shopping. ”

"It's hard to find three or five hands, let alone one hand, which ones do you like to use?"

Liu Yexian said: "Going to the trading market is not just for shopping. ”

Xiang Ruijun raised his eyebrows.

But I heard Liu Yexian say: "I can also go and see how other people are doing, only when I see it with my own eyes can I know how to help people......"

Before he finished speaking, Xiang Ruijun showed a helpless expression.

Faintly relieved.

"Let's go, go out. ”

The market in City B is easy to find.

Xiang Ruijun is also here for the first time, but she is familiar with the way and seems to have been here many times.

The trading market of the base in City B is not much different from the previous life.

The trading market is divided into two zones.

One is the official trading market, where survivors can rent from the official and pay a certain amount of rent a day.

The advantage of the official trading market is that it is standardized, safe to buy and sell, and not afraid of being hacked, but the disadvantage is that it is necessary to pay rent.

The other is an illegal market where survivors spontaneously gather.

Not to mention the remoteness of the place and the dirty environment, there are many potential dangers, and one will be tricked if you are not careful.

The only advantage is that you don't have to pay.

It's early enough to occupy a stall.

Of course, whether the stall can hold on to it depends on personal ability.

Xiang Ruijun and the three of them naturally went to the officially established trading market.

The stall owner's stall is small, with only two people sitting side by side, and the things sold are even more bizarre.

"According to the law, the heroine can always meet good things when she goes to the trading market......"

Picking up leaks is a regular stalk that every heroine with a post-apocalyptic background has to go through.

Liu Yexian and Xiang Ruijun are the two heroines, and the heroine's aura is multiplied by 2.

Pei Ye felt ...... The two of them went out, and it didn't look like they didn't find some good things.