Survivor camps naturally have a mechanism system for purchasing items, but when you buy items in this kind of place, you usually try to keep the price as low as possible. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Considering various security and other issues, the scope of the survivor camp is generally not too large, and the interior is divided into planting area, research area, and training area.

In addition, various defenses have been built in the camp, so you can imagine how many places can be used for people to live.

Although the price of tobacco and alcohol is very high, it is too unlikely to expect to buy a house for a dozen boxes of cigarettes or a dozen bottles of liquor.

So Ye Heren didn't plan to go to the place where the official offered to buy the goods this time, he planned to go to the underground trading place, which is the so-called black market.

The black market in each survivor camp is located in a different place, but the way to get in is much the same.

After looking around on the side of the road, Ye Heren saw a young boy, dressed in very tattered clothes, sitting by the wall and not knowing what he was thinking.

The boy's naked, filthy body was scrawny, with bones in his hands and ankles clearly visible, and he looked at everyone who passed by with his hollow eyes open.

Seeing this scene, Ye Heren nodded, he walked in front of the little boy in a few steps, squatted down and whispered, "Are you a mouse?" ”

The little boy raised his head, a trace of color regained in his empty eyes, and after observing Ye Heren left and right, and making sure that he was not a city guard, the little boy spoke: "I want three days of food, just rough food." ”

Ye Heren raised his eyebrows, he had long heard that the fees charged by these rats were all for food, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Rats are a nickname, and these little children who are too young to find a job are safe, and the city guards don't keep their eyes on them.

So the black market hired these children at a very low price and asked them to bring the survivors who wanted to find the black market to the black market.

Just like the pre-apocalyptic salesman, these rats have a very strict management system.

The people who hired them only provided them with food every day that would ensure that they would not starve to death, and it was very crude and unpalatable.

Ye Heren had heard rumors that the food given to these rats in the black market was stolen from animal feed.

And the money charged by these rats is also food, and most of them provide them with three or four steamed buns, even if it is as payment.

Ye Heren nodded, and took out three tin foil bags from the back of his backpack, this tin foil bag contained a paste-like nutritional paste, although the taste was relatively simple, but compared to dry and not hungry steamed buns, it was already a delicacy.

He handed the three tin foil bags to the little boy, and after he checked them, Ye Heren asked, "Can you take me now?" ”

The little boy first put three tin foil bags into his clothes, and then took Ye Heren and the three of them around a large circle, of which there were dozens of intersections, of course, most of them were repeated.

After half an hour, the boy pointed to the low building in front of the four of them and said, "This is it." ”

After speaking, he left here without looking back, while Ye Heren shrugged helplessly at the two of them, and took the lead in pushing open the door and walking in.

Inside the door is an ordinary house, with an ordinary table, an ordinary chair, and an ordinary old man sitting on the chair, who is drinking water from an ordinary cup.

Seeing the three strangers walking in, the old man showed a frightened expression, and then asked with some trembling, "Is there something wrong with you?" I don't have much to eat at home! ”

With his trembling movements, trembling voice, and that frightened look, Ye Hehong had already begun to wonder if the little boy had cheated him.

Probably sensing Ye Heren's suspicion, Liu Yixue took a step forward, and then asked with a standard smile, "We are here to sell things." ”

After looking a few people up and down, the old man's frightened look was immediately retracted, and he said in a very steady voice, "Unload all your weapons." ”

Ye Heren's eyes narrowed slightly, the old man's expression became quite fast, but now his appearance convinced Ye Heren that this should be the black market in the War Song Camp.

Ye Heren put aside the Demon Hunting Sword he pinned to his waist, and Jian Ning also put aside the two short swords on her waist.

After making sure that none of the three men were armed, the old man nodded, then stood up and patted the wall behind him a few times.

I heard a rumbling sound from the ground, and the bed that protruded from the ground as if it was made of cement slowly moved to the side.

What appeared in front of the three of them was a staircase descending from below, with faint sounds and lights coming from below.

Glancing at each other, Ye Heren took the lead in walking down, while Jian Ning and Liu Yixue followed behind him.

After walking to the end of the stairs, what appeared in front of the three of them was a room of about 200 square meters, with several counters around the room, and a person standing behind each counter.

The other people in the room either bought or sold things to them, and although it was said to be a black market, there was not a lot of traffic and it was quite quiet.

There was a sign in front of each counter indicating the business scope of this counter, and Ye Heren looked at it a few times and found a counter for valuables.

At this time, there was no one in front of the counter of this valuables, Ye Heren strode forward, standing behind the counter, and the beautiful woman in the bunny girl costume immediately showed a smile at Ye Heren.

However, this level of beauty could not be moved by Ye Herren, he still maintained his paralyzed face, and then took out a box of cigarettes from his backpack and gently placed it on the counter.

"Let's see, how much is it worth?"

He looked at the appearance of the cigarette, but since the cigarette was produced by the Abyss Battlefield, the cigarette box called 'Premium Cigarette' did not have any logo on it, just an ordinary pure black carton.

After pulling out one and sniffing it carefully, the bunny girl smiled, and then said in her sweet voice, "Sir, this is a very high-grade tobacco, and we can give you a 20 contribution point for a stick." ”

There are twenty in one box, that is, one box can sell for 400 contribution points, which is slightly better than Ye Heren thought.

Ye Heren had also learned the price of the house from Bai Wushuang before, and he didn't plan to buy it, he only planned to rent it.

In the War Song Camp, if a double-storey building like Bai Wushuang is leased for a year, it will cost about 3,000 contribution points.

After thinking about it, Ye Heren took out several boxes of cigarettes from his backpack, and after putting all these cigarettes on the counter, he pulled a smile on his face and said, "All, exchange." ”