"Let's live in the slums, let Xiao Hei find a better house, if you live in the underground black market, we will be exposed, and it will be difficult to run." The snake spirit said as he spat out the letter.

Although Yang Yang's first step plan is to rise to an S-level mercenary team within ten days, the goal is the same, that is, to transport as much of a city's materials as possible, regardless of whether they succeed or not, exposing that if they are blocked in the underground black market, it will really be a turtle in an urn.

I thought about it with Jingshu, but Jingshu was afraid that the earthquake would collapse.

Xiao Hei didn't understand it, he had become a B-level mercenary, why did he still live in the slums, damn it, he just showed off, well, he was not qualified to stipulate where everyone lived, Xiao Hei went to the first floor of the villa left in the slums, and paid 20 black market coins a day, the slums were already full, because many people came from Mexico every day.

The problem is that there are still a group of residents on the second floor of the villa who do not know the details.

"Hey, this is already the best place in the slum, after the flood, it is crowded with all the poor people of Sacramento, it is already good to be able to squeeze out a floor of the villa, either buy it, or go to the underground black market, the price of formal mercenaries over there is cheap, and the environment is good, it is just the same as before the end of the world."

"Okay, let's deal with it tonight." Tank regretted that the conditions in the slum were outrageously dirty, and when a few people came down with their luggage, the residents of the upper floors looked wide-eyed, especially at the sight of living creatures, a dog and a chicken that might be a chicken.

It's not bad to live in a truck, but it's a pity that Xiao Hei's truck is rented, and it costs 10 black market dollars a day, and the fuel money is calculated separately.

There is no single room in the villa on the first floor, the snake spirit lives in the kitchen, the tank and the monkey live in the living room, the spirit lives in the dining room, and Jingshu lives in the middle of the living room and the dining room, so it can be said that several people have no privacy at all.

This is not only the worst living environment since Jingshu encountered the end of the world, but also for the few people here, the furniture on the first floor has been cleaned, except for a dining table that can lie down and sleep, it is a useless garbage, and even exudes a smell of feces.

You don't know which pile of garbage has a piece of hidden in it.

"Everyone clean up, rest early, the old rule, each person works two hours in shifts, tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock we will go to the gladiatorial arena of the underground black market to have a look, I heard that this is one of the ways to promote the mercenary level quickly."

Tank is definitely one of the least elaborate and fastest falling asleep men Jingshu has ever seen, as the captain he assigned himself to the two most difficult hours in the middle of the night, the earliest or the latest time for the two women, wrapped his luggage on the ground, opened the sleeping bag and began to snore as soon as he lay down.

Sleep in seconds! It's over, it's another sleepless night, and there is a snoring sound that a hundred people can't sleep.

Jingshu bandaged the monkey again, and when she stitched the needle, because Jingshu didn't know how to do it, she used the technique of sewing clothes, and there was no anesthetic to make the monkey hurt and grinned at the teeth, and once thought that Jingshu was retaliating against him, and the whole shoulder was about to fall off, if it weren't for Jingshu's medicine, the monkey's trip would be a waste, with Jingshu's medicine, he was a good man for ten days.

After taking the medicine, the monkey couldn't sleep in pain, so he had to feed Ah Huang, and talked to Ah Huang in a whisper, the monkey was in a very gloomy mood, and he had no income, so he had to pay Jing Shu 100 contribution value of medicine every day.

Lingling lowered her head, originally wanting to give up the only dining table to Jingshu, but Jingshu refused, so she took out her sleeping bag and spread it on the big table.

And when the teammates were eating and wiping their bodies, or feeding the parrots, or packing their bags, Jingshu once again refreshed their three views.

I saw that Jingshu began to clean, and under the surprised eyes of her teammates, she cleaned up the piece of garbage that divided herself, took out a rag and wiped it up and down, left and right, which was not enough, but also sprayed with wind oil, spread mats and single-person military tents on the ground, and put the down sleeping bags in the big box into a soft and thick layer.

I thought this was the end, Jing Shu who was out of the house This is a luxury package, after all, everyone has limited luggage, in addition to guns, the most important thing is to eat food, everyone's food is very sufficient, so there are fewer daily necessities and daily necessities, unlike Jing Shu, who has a lot of strength and can bring so many things.

But Jingshu also took out an empty flower pot, went to the door of the villa and casually got some soil into it, then planted a row of seedlings into it, and put a plate of garlic into the water on a plate.

"Are you going to plant flowers in that pot?" Lingling asked in a low voice, she was too curious.

Jing Shu coughed: "Don't you add some green onions, garlic sprouts, and lettuce to eat, these don't need sunlight to grow, and they can be eaten in a few days." ”

Snake Spirit: "......"

Monkey: "Women are hypocritical." ”

Jing Shu rolled her eyes, wait a few days and eat the sandwich with ham sausage and lettuce, and I will starve you to death.

But there is something more excessive, Jingshu took out a complete set of picnic tools, pots, shovels, disposable gas cans, and hot pots.

Cooking, cooking? After the end of the world, many people have never cooked, and they don't need to have good conditions at home, and they can't afford to do it if they don't have conditions at home.

I pulled out the nest of the fat chicken that had just been set up next to the tent, took out one egg after another and beat it directly into the pot, and instantly there was a crackling omelette sound, and the fat chicken laid a fresh egg, Jing Shu just took the egg and broke it in the pot with a 'pop' sound, sprinkled a little salt at will, and the shovel took a mouthful of an omelette...

The fragrance gradually spreads in the villa, how fragrant is the smell of fried eggs? Listen, that's the sound of swallowing saliva.

Jingshu didn't have any burden, Yang Yang said very clearly, this time she was responsible for bringing enough food for herself, not a big pot of rice, who let her eat, she didn't eat all day today, and now she has to eat enough.

Ling Ling and a few people were dumbfounded, as if they understood what the goat said, bring a chicken over to lay eggs to replenish the body, but this egg is a bit too much, and this is a bit too much, right? One can go down, the other can eat.

The last few eggs were scattered, Jing Shu put in the ham sausage and beef cubes, dried shrimp, while soaking the fried cooked rice and dried vegetables in the water to absorb enough water to turn into crystal clear white rice and fat vegetables, and then put it into the pot to fry, and finally almost sprinkled some green onions, Jing Shu was a little regretful to hold a pot of rice for two minutes and swallow it.

The fat chicken squinted his eyes and hatched the two rice black eggs he got from the black market today, and the master and servant both sighed with satisfaction.

You can hear the sound of licking lips and swallowing saliva around, this hatred pulls, Jingshu hurriedly returned to the tent and began to practice the Rubik's Cube space, it seems that this first stop has the most supplies, and she has to work harder after eating and drinking.

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