Zheng Yi made sure that there was no needle-eye video recorder in the room before taking off his helmet.

He tried the tent. One-button molding, with a thick air cushion as the base, the outer layer is black to absorb solar energy, and the inner layer is blue for temperature control. When put away, it is also a one-key automatic deflation and folding, and finally becomes a schoolbag-sized carrying bag.

Sleeping bags and inflatable sofas are also solar-powered and have sleep and massage aids.

Zheng Yi opened the tent, threw it into the sleeping bag, opened the sofa again, comfortably took out a bucket of water, put a glass of water in the hotel's large iron cup, ate soft and delicious bread and salted meat, and spent the first night after his return.

The night in the walled city was quiet, except for the sudden noise at midnight, which was a change of work at the entertainment venue on the opposite stone wall. As for off-duty, that doesn't exist.

Early the next morning, Zheng Yi opened his eyes, and it was dark all around. This kind of house is comfortable to live in, but it has no windows. Once again, he realized that he didn't have a watch with him, and he couldn't go to chocobo to check the time at all times. However, these days, it seems that the habit of watching and resting has been changed, and I trust my body reaction more.

Like it's time to get up.

Zheng Yi put on a knight's uniform, put on a helmet and washed automatically, and then put a pair of items in the side box of the chocobo. I have to say that the clerk didn't lie, the capacity of this car is really strong.

Zheng Yi pushed the cart out and saw Scout 7 and his younger brother Scout 8 waiting at the door.

Scout 7 said, "Let's go down together." He knew that Zheng Yi didn't have the hard currency here, so he waited to help him pay. This is also because of chocobos, otherwise the three of them would have been able to take the stairs.

Arriving at the Tsuchiya area below, the two Scouts went to borrow a motorcycle, which looked like a relative of the chocobo, but it was a two-seater, longer and fatter, and ran more quietly and slower.

Zheng Yi had no choice but to suppress his speed and follow behind the two of them.

The mine is just half an hour's drive from the bottom of the canyon. I heard that there was no gold mine here, but it was the cataclysm that turned an iron mine into a gold mine. However, this is just a legend, and most people don't believe it, after all, the cataclysm is very far away.

As you get closer to the mine, there are more and more cars. Trucks bring in workers who live nearby to take away the mined ore. There are people coming and going on the construction site, and the elevator going down the shaft will send a team of people down every hour and a half.

Detective 7: The two brothers took Zheng Yi to the office area.

There are a lot fewer people here all of a sudden, and most of them are armed guards, and it seems that there are big people sitting here.

"Let's go straight in." Detective 7 walked to the door of an earthen house and said to the guard, "I made an appointment with Mr. Zhang." ”

The guard glanced at the three of them and said to Zheng Yi, "Open the mask." ”

Zheng Yi didn't open the mask and looked at him indifferently.

"Let them in." Someone in the room shouted, breaking the cold.

The guards stepped back and let them go sideways.

Zheng Yi unloaded the side box containing ten bottles of water. Thanks to Du Bin's replacement for engineering plastics, otherwise he may not be able to lift it.

"Mr. Zhang." Scout 7 enters the house and says hello to the man sitting on the couch.

Mr. Zhang sat on the sofa in the room, and in front of him was Zhang Heitie. He ignored Scout 7, just swept Zheng Yi up and down, and said in a nasal voice for a long time:

"Let's see."

Zheng Yi took out a bottle of premium water from the side box. Groups of two and two, let go of groups of five.

Mr. Zhang slowly straightened his waist, slowly leaned forward, picked up a bottle, and shook it vigorously. The water in the bottle swirls and bubbles up. His face swelled, his eyes narrowed, he picked up another bottle, unscrewed the lid, took a deep breath, and quickly closed the lid for fear that the water vapor would evaporate.

Zheng Yi wanted to laugh for a while, it was too much like a laundry detergent deal.

It's just water and gold.

"Premium water." Mr. Zhang blocked the nostrils he had just inhaled with his fingers: "The premium water in the premium water has no metallic smell at all." Hey, there's a peculiar aroma, what's that? ”

Zheng Yi admired his ability to discriminate. The innkeeper used wooden barrels to draw water from the well, which was then stored in oak-like buckets, with no contact with metal and only the smell of wood.

Seeing that the messenger had no intention of answering, Mr. Zhang had to cough dryly to hide his embarrassment, and said:

"Okay, this bottle, four barrels of heavy oil." He removed a bottle first and quoted the price: "Send it to the city for you." ”

Zheng Yi nodded and accepted the offer.

"And then all for gold?" Mr. Zhang asked.

Zheng Yi glanced at his bodyguard: "Unless you sell guns and bullets." ”

Mr. Zhang smiled: "Haha, humor." He beckoned to the side: "Mold." ”

Zheng Yi didn't know what to do with the mold, so he saw Mr. Zhang's subordinates put the glass bottle into the mold, squeezed it on both sides, and immediately took out the special grade water and went out with the mold.

"Please sit down for a moment." Mr. Zhang has a lot of time.

Zheng Yi pulled a chair and sat down, closed his eyes, let go of his senses, and his spirit had already flown into the starry sky. As he used it more and more often, he became more and more familiar with this skill that he didn't know where it came from, and named it Ishami.

In a state of trance, Zheng Yi has a wider range of observation and is more responsive.

By the way, you can also see if Annu Tasamet and Iruiluvida's friends need help.

Well, there is nothing needed right now.

Zheng Yi looked down on the wasteland world, through the spirit world and the starry sky, and saw himself sitting in a chair, and that Mr. Zhang was talking about something. It's boring, there's no need to waste energy listening to his nonsense. Immediately after that, he saw the man holding the mold just now, pushing a small cart.

- Here comes my gold.

Zheng Yi sank into the gray mist and returned to his body.

Mr. Zhang talked for a long time, and even used a sneer to make the messenger on the other side have no response, and he was very dissatisfied. Just as he was about to use more spicy language to provoke the faceless messenger and extract some information, he saw the messenger move.

"Here comes my gold." Zheng Yi said.

Mr. Zhang was about to say that it would not be so soon, when he heard the sound of a cart outside the door.

The man came in with a cart and neatly lifted the nylon cover.

The car was neatly stacked with glittering trapezoidal gold nuggets.

The man said, "Boss, the nugget has arrived." ”

"So fast?" Mr. Zhang was very dissatisfied.

The man explained: "It happened that a batch of gold nuggets of the same volume was found in the warehouse, so they moved here. ”

Zheng Yi realized why they were using glass bottles to press molds, which turned out to be measuring volume.

The price of this transaction is, the same volume of gold?

Gold in the same volume as a glass bottle!

These premium waters are more expensive than gold!

Zheng Yi suddenly felt that he only needed to run to Annu Tassamet to fetch water, and then come back to buy gold, and then bring gold over to buy a blue bottle...... You can stand on top of the transcendent again, and everything will be flawless.

There was no need to compare the size at all, Zheng Yi directly took the gold nugget and put it in the side box.

The six-kilogram bricks are very heavy, but the six-kilogram gold nuggets are not sinking, Zheng Yi can still hold on to them!

"Wait!" There was a loud shout outside the door.