Chapter 40: The Voice of the Pot

"I did it on purpose. I didn't have time to cultivate trust with that Liang Shuai, and if I wanted to get the inside story of what he knew, I could only make him think I was easy to deceive. If he wants to lie to me, he has to reveal a certain insider story to me, and my goal has been achieved. After Fang Ru finished speaking, he pointed to the pot and said, "In the final analysis, it's not because of you!" If it weren't for the amount of food you eat, I would have been in such a hurry to get supplies, and I would have to do whatever it takes. ”

"Meow!"

Xiaoyu raised his head in solidarity with Fang Ru. This guy is also angry about the pot eating its canned cat.

Under the condemnation of the two ladies, the pressure on the pot was great, and they repeatedly told forgiveness: "Am I wrong?" My sins are terrible, and I am ashamed of my fathers and fathers. But I'm serious, do you really want to get involved in the black market? You must know that Liang Shuai is trying to deceive you, and his words cannot be trusted. ”

"That's true." Fang Ru said, "So I'm not going to believe his details either." I know that there is such a thing as a black market, and that is enough. I'll do it on my own. ”

"No!" The pot suddenly said sternly.

Fang Ru, who looked confused on the other side, said, "You want to leave Liang Shuai aside and trade with people on the black market?" In that way, thou shalt offend both black and white. You have just come to the base, and your foundation is not stable, so doing so is tantamount to looking for death! ”

Seeing that Fang Ru was still ignorant, the pot explained to her: "An organization like the black market must be intertwined and intertwined, and they are all connected to each other, you cross Liang Shuai with your front foot to find the next house to sell materials, and Liang Shuai will know about it with your back foot." As the saying goes, cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents. Liang Shuai has already thought of making a fortune from you, if you don't cooperate, it will be bad for him, and you have made a lot of money or materials, then he looks even more red. Liang Shuai is your current manager, if he wants to do something to embarrass you, can you still find a place to reason? ”

Fang Ru thought about it, it was really like this.

But if you really go to find that Liang Shuai, wouldn't you know that there is a pit in front of you, and still jump in.

"So, you'd better give up the idea of fighting the black market." The pot said tentatively, "Actually...... You don't have to go to such trouble. If you want supplies, the two roads announced by the base can be considered......"

Two roads?

Patrol the base for a day and can't even buy a hot bun?

It's definitely not going to work. There's only one way to go.

[Huh?! You mean to let Fang Ru go out of the base to fight zombies?! Xiao Yu stood up in disbelief, [Pot, are you going to kill Fang Ru too? 】

Fang Ru also raised his eyes and looked at the pot.

"I, when am I going to kill Fang Ru......" the pot tongue knotted, "I mean...... Anyway, you are in the last days, so you should practice self-defense for the sake of safety. Otherwise, what can I do? ”

Xiaoyu retorted: [Then you have to hit the muzzle? Just turn it into 10,000? 】

"It's not."

The pot remembered the bloody rain that only belonged to him in the past, and the days when he watched Fang Hua step by step into a catastrophe.

If Fang Hua hadn't chosen to escape, hadn't chosen to close himself in the Medicine Refining Pavilion, would it have been different.

But in front of Fang Ru, the pot didn't know whether to mention Fang Hua or not, so he had to say to Xiaoyu: "You are a cat, you don't understand many things." ”

For example, I don't know how terrible people are. Compared with the murderous and cunning humans, zombies are just a little higher in force and have their own biological weapons.

The little fish didn't know what the pot was referring to. Don't look at it as hundreds of years old, it is estimated that it is older than the pot, but it is still a child in terms of IQ: [You dare to look down on me?!] I don't know anything, my little fish is a spiritual pet, I know everything! 】

"No, I ......"

[What is not. It is! 】

The pot is actually quite weak-hearted, for fear that Fang Ru will also think so, so this mouth is as if it has been sewn up. And no matter what the pot says, the small fish must object, so as to avenge the pot for eating its cat cans.

The two "people" quarreled for a long time, and the topic gradually deviated from the original theme, one just to make others believe that he had been wronged, and the other was bent on doing things against the other party, regardless of what he said. When he was in the pot, he couldn't resist it, his face was flushed, and he blurted out: "So I said, why did Fang Ru let the stinky boy leave." With him by his side, Fang Ru drank tea in the loss heap, and I didn't worry about it. ”

The little fish's tail flicked disdainfully: [Hmph, who are you from Fang Ru, Fang Ru still needs you to worry about it. 】

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The pot was speechless.

In fact, as long as he imagined Qin Shen standing beside Fang Ru, the pot couldn't help but want to tear Qin Shen into eight petals.

Can...... So who can protect Fang Ru?

He?

Don't be funny, okay?

Looking down at his black body, the pot couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly. It's a pity that the soul is laughing, so no one saw either Fang Ru or Xiaoyu.

No one can see it.

Imprisoned in a pot, who can understand his predicament. Even if he talks about his distress to others, it will only be exchanged for the laughter of others.

It was already good to have someone by his side to prevent Fang Ru from being isolated like in his previous life. What else could he hope for.

Not to mention that he did this terrible thing now. If it weren't for the fact that he was often hungry and had to replenish his energy, Fang Ru wouldn't have to be in such a hurry to find a way to get supplies. He really didn't have the right to be dissatisfied with Qin Shen's approach to Fang Ru.

As for the reason why he will fall into such a predicament, there is still no need to mention......

[Hey, pot, talk!] The small fish impatiently pokes the pot with its tail.

But there was still no response. Sensing that the atmosphere was not quite right, Xiaoyu was also a little flustered. 【What's wrong with you?】 Why don't you speak? 】

The pot sighed silently and cheered up: "It's nothing, I'm thinking about how to convince your heart." It's best to stun you dumbfounded, and I can take the opportunity to eat two more canned cats. ”

He was serious. Sure enough, in exchange for the fried hair of the small fish.

In this way, the fluctuation of the pot just now was masked. He didn't care about the fried hair of the small fish there, and once again reiterated his opinion: instead of touching the black market, it is better to fight zombies.

Since the pot emphasized that he could go to Qin Shen for help, Xiao Yu thought about it, but it was the same thing. The pot also hinted that when he went out to fight zombies, he would go to various supermarkets and stores, and he could meet better cat food, Xiaoyu's anger dissipated a little bit, and he turned around to ask Fang Ru's opinion.

"Huh? Are you done arguing? Fang Ru opened his eyes.

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The pot and the small fish are speechless together.

In order to save the high electricity bill after coming back before, Fang Ru did not turn on the lights. So the small fish and the pot in the box were arguing hotly, and Fang Ru in the other side closed the connection with the small fish in his mind, and just snooze against the pillar of the iron bed.

Dare Love Pot and Xiaoyu have been earning here for so long, and the main owner is not in a hurry at all, right?

"What do I have to worry about? It's not that there is no solution, it's just that you have to pick a better one. I'll see how it goes tomorrow and then decide. ”

After saying that, Fang Ru yawned heavily, took out a sleeping bag from the space and got in, and fell asleep after a while.