Abundant resources have always been a controversial ability, but it is also a deeply magical ability. Researchers who try to decipher this ability will find themselves amassing a large number of bizarre and irregularistic cases, and so far only a small fraction of its functions have been reasonably explained, and there are few precedents for the successful development of potions.

However, people are not overly surprised by this, after all, most of the high-level occult abilities are difficult to explain. In each person, the abundance of resources will manifest different attributes and functions, and the ability to harvest more evolution points is only the simplest and most universal dominant ability, and it is also the only function that can be explained so far. The ability with the second dominant ratio is the exploration of resources, and some people with the ability to be rich in resources will find rare resources more easily than others, such as energy, water, rare minerals, or mutated creatures with high value...... It is somewhat similar to Lucky, but judging from the existing numbers, it is far stronger than Luck in terms of obtaining resources, and even more powerful than True Luck of the Ninth Order, but it cannot be used in battle.

However, this didn't make people too entangled, anyway, all the high-level occult abilities, including real luck, were puzzling.

Persephone never wanted to bother with these things. In her opinion, this kind of troublesome and boring work is the preserve of Helen's guy. For her, as long as the ability can be used, as long as it is easy to use, why do she have to figure out how it works?

She lifted her long, straight right leg, slammed the iron door of the hut in front of her, and stepped inside...... The heels of the leather boots, which were ten centimeters high, fell to the ground with a crisp tapping sound, and seemed to carry some kind of rhythm and rhythm. This voice always immediately draws a man's attention to her amazingly long legs.

But Persephone never cared about that, and now she covered her nose with a silk handkerchief, dodging the flying dust that was thrown out of the iron door, and began to look at the dim and narrow space in front of her. In the innermost corner of the wall were stacked crookedly, half of the seals hanging on the ground, but the boxes were very strong, and there were no gaps or breaks. Persephone stretched out her leather-wearing tactical glove and opened the lid one by one...... The lid was nailed, but in front of Persephone, it was a cast iron safe, which was similar to papier-mâché and could be torn apart.

Compared with the inconspicuous appearance, the inside of the box can be regarded as full of gold and jade. It turned out to be a box full of bullets, and there were several brand-new new-age assault rifles in the box underneath. In the current war-torn times, these supplies are more precious than gold and jewelry, and only less valuable than food.

At the thought of food, Persephone's eyes lit up, and she quickly tossed aside the box containing ammunition and weapons, revealing a nondescript medical box at the bottom. After opening, in addition to the neatly stacked common medicines, there were actually several high-grade canned meat. Looking at the production date, it is less than a year.

In this area, these cans can be exchanged for a high-powered anti-aircraft machine gun...... If it is a young and beautiful woman, you can change it to a dozen for a month. Of course, if Persephone wants to change men, she can double it.

She snorted, banishing some strange thoughts. Picking out all the cans and stuffing them into the backpack behind her, Persephone gathered the remaining ammunition boxes together, picked up a few iron bars leaning against the wall, tied them like ropes, and then easily lifted the ammunition boxes weighing hundreds of kilograms with one hand, and left the hut happily.

Before leaving, Persephone glanced back at the hut, smiling wantonly and flamboyantly, without any ladylike demeanor: "Rich resources and real luck, really invincible, I can find so many things in a random room, I simply admire myself too much hehehehe, now you can form your own army, you can't do everything yourself, how faceless?" Well, it would be nice if the resources were abundant and could be upgraded to the tenth rank......"

The greedy Persephone is still wearing her long dark gray hair at the moment, wearing a thick dark brown coat with a four-piece hem, which is a style that does not affect her movement at all...... She wore dark black trousers and long high-heeled leather boots, and the leather arms tied around her waist and on the sides of her thighs added a bit of murderous aura to her, highlighting a strange and deadly attraction. She just smiled and boasted about herself, and even occasionally stopped to take a few sultry poses and take a few catwalk steps to show off her proud figure......

No one can see it anyway.

Humming a little song and walking with a hateful gait, Persephone walked up to an off-road vehicle, threw the goods into the trunk, sat in the cab, and drove the old toothless, smoky classic car all the way away.

Outside the hut, there was an unextinguished bonfire, on which the skewers of lizard meat had become charred. Several people who were supposed to enjoy dinner by the fire were now scattered and fell to the ground, long since corpses. They are very dirty, revealing their bodies covered in mutated tissue under their tattered clothes. These are a few armed outcasts, found everywhere in the wilderness, synonymous with violent barbarism and poverty. Even the Dark Dragoons in their heyday, even if they were privates, did not have the urge to shoot when they saw these armed outcasts...... They are so poor that they have no strength of their own, and there is no benefit in killing them, just a waste of bullets and wear out of their guns. The hapless fellows saw Persephone passing by, and they were blinded by greed and tried to rob people and carjacks, only to be knocked down by Persephone in a second.

But Persephone didn't expect that she would be able to make such a big gain by killing a few inconspicuous small characters at will. And what if the whole army of the Speaker was wiped out, or even a large factory?

The more Persephone thought about it, the happier she became, and the little song she hummed became louder and louder. In the wilderness, only to see the classic car drive crookedly, as if she was drunk, it really makes people wonder if she has ever got a driver's license......

Oh, it's a new era, and there's no such thing as a driver's license anymore.

The classic car wheezed and crawled in the wilderness, and from time to time there were flashes of exploding fires in the distance, and the roaring sound of cannon could be faintly heard, accompaniment to the melodic and charming brass jazz coming from the classic car, but the rhythm was not quite in tune. Persephone, who was wearing large sunglasses, poked her head out of the car window, looked around, found no acquaintances, and shrank back. Then there was a cheer from the classic car, and the pretended blues jazz music was immediately replaced by fierce rock music, and the writhing classic car began to add small jumps and other dance steps in the process.

Looking at the billowing black smoke from the rear of the car, the gasping engine roar of the old cow, and the creaking body, anyone would fear that it will fall apart the next moment...... However, this old antique, which has run 800,000 kilometers, actually has a good sound, at least the decibel value transmitted by its horn is loud enough.

Classic cars swagger through the wilderness, attracting many peeping eyes. But after seeing the flying red dragon painted on the body, all the people who were interested quietly retreated. Of course, there are also ignorant and fearless guys, so the cargo in the trunk of the classic car has added a little more weight.

After running for dozens of kilometers in the wilderness, the classic car crashed into a modest town. The town is not big, there are only more than 100 buildings in total, and there are no special guards, but almost everyone in the town is equipped with heavy firepower, even a thin girl of seven or eight years old, holding a rag doll with only half of her body left, running and jumping through the street, carries a slight rush......

The classic car rushed all the way to the center of town, then made a sharp turn, plunged into the middle of the two buildings in extreme danger, and stopped. This kind of action, even the latest four-wheel independent drive off-road vehicles are difficult to complete, this classic car not only made, but also has not fallen apart, it is really a miracle.

With such a beautiful hand, Persephone triumphantly pushed open the door, but the door was only ten centimeters open before it slammed into the wall. The distance between the two buildings is extremely narrow, and when the classic car is stuffed in, there is only less than fifteen centimeters left on both sides, which is not enough for Persephone to get down.

A pretty smile had frozen on Persephone's face.

The car door slammed against the wall twice, and then, with anger, it slammed shut, startling the dozen or so onlookers.

The classic car let out a heavy gasp again, and suddenly retreated from the crack, the tires rubbed the ground violently, and actually played a drift on the spot, turning one hundred and eighty degrees, and then the body moved sideways, and slanted into the front yard of an old tavern, and the other side was almost pasted to the courtyard wall, and the technology was too good to be better.

The door of the classic car was half opened, but it was stuck because the deadbolt was not good, so everyone saw a black high-heeled boot sticking out of the car, kicking the door twice, the unlucky door and the deadbolt that had been moved sideways by two centimeters, after a strong vibration that almost broke away from the body, finally honestly put on a ninety-degree open posture, and then two long legs stretched out from the car together, and there was no gap between them.

All the men's throats rolled up and down.

Persephone finally stepped out of the classic car and slammed the door behind her. She lowered her sunglasses, lowered her head slightly, and her two beautiful eyes glanced at the many men onlookers, snorted, and pushed the sunglasses up again.

A clever boy in his early teens ran over, stretched out his dirty little hand, and said, "The most beautiful sister Fanny, parking fee"