There are no superfluous decorations, most of the furniture is cold metal, with a strong sense of technology, but it is a little shabby, and the two contradictory feelings are just right to blend together.

The kitchen has a weak presence, there are no cooking tools, and there are only two white squares of food stored in the house.

People are struggling underground, life at a glance, the scarcity of materials, and the blurring of the concept of time, no wonder there is a cold and decadent atmosphere here.

Su Nanzhi looked at the freshly planted potatoes and realized that there were no cooking conditions here, there were no fire tools, and there was a device similar to a smoke alarm overhead.

She didn't want to drill wood for fire one second and be caught the next.

I searched around the room, but I didn't find a kettle, the water here is all direct drinking, if something happens to the source, everyone will be finished, and there is no mineral water in the underground city.

Sunanzhi plans to find a time to go to the black market and see what can be used.

She was dizzy after a busy day's work, and only when she was in bed did she feel that time belonged to her.

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The other side.

Xu Luo stood in the pile of garbage, looking at the crooked small houses made of broken iron sheets on the side of the road, all kinds of unpleasant smells mixed and poured into his nose.

That's right, that house is his home, and most of the things in it are picked up.

After a long silence, there was only one word, "6."

From the time he saw that the mall couldn't withdraw money, he had a faint bad feeling, but he didn't expect the game to assign him the identity of a three-good young man who lived in a garbage heap and lived by picking up garbage and sorting garbage.

The mountains of garbage were brought out of the center of the dungeon, sorted by the people and sent to the disposal station, and he didn't pick up anything useful after a day's work.

A day's salary is only enough to buy a piece of food.

Having slept in the primeval jungle, eating poisonous wild fruits, and living in the garbage heap at the very edge of the city is not unbearable, that is, I feel like I am about to be pickled.

Xu Luo rolled up his sleeves and looked up at a 45-degree angle, which was all about Gou's start, where are his good teammates.

——

The minimalist alarm clock rings straight to the heart.

Sunam Zhi let out a long sigh, because she had to squeeze out time to go somewhere else, she had only slept for less than five hours.

Quickly pack up and head towards the location of the black market.

She was able to look up the basic information of the game, which greatly saved the time of collecting information.

The black market is lined with small stalls on both sides of the road, similar to night market stalls, but there is a wide variety of things sold here.

Patchwork of old mechanical parts, homemade happiness like fairy water, medicines, expired canned food, candy, and stale fruit.

As long as you have enough money, you can even buy a pass to the city center on the black market, but you can only count yourself as unlucky if you buy a fake.

You can't do this business without any strength, and ordinary people can't afford to offend.

There is no physical currency in the underground city, and they all brush their faces directly, or barter, and trade directly with gold.

It can be seen that gold is really a hard currency forever.

Su Nanzhi originally wanted to take a scarf to cover his face, but when he saw that no one here deliberately covered it, he gave up this idea.

If others don't block her, it's easier to attract attention.

It is equivalent to directly pasting a sign on her body, telling others that she has valuables in her hand and come and grab them.