Is there any god, ghost, and demon in this world?

No one knows it.

But those who often follow the World Channel will definitely know an ID like a ghost.

Low-key stalker.

Nothing.

In just a few hours, this guy sold five stone axes directly on the public screen! Three stone blades!

In this world where everyone seems to have become primitive natives.

Tool resources were already short of shortage in the early stage, just like gold and jewelry during wartime.

The best ones are the axes and knives.

They can be used to cut wood, chop firewood, make simple safe houses, or cut some trees' corals to act as the "character" of quilts.

You know, this damn night is so cold that it makes people unable to sleep without food.

But it was such a precious prop, but that guy was just used to exchange matches like he sold garbage.

A pre-production artifact exchanged for a box of matches.

The value of Match in the World Channel is medium to the bottom.

Because everyone is a modern human being who has received civilized education, it is different from those primitive people thousands of years ago. Any elementary school student will know the principle of drilling wood to make fire.

Matches are just a little more convenient and quicker than drilling wood to make fire. Compared with delicious food, the water to quench thirst is obviously much worse.

There are many players who have random resources at the beginning, and they are so angry that they are scolding themselves.

As a result, now, because of the appearance of the "low-key stalker", the situation has completely reversed.

While criticizing the waste of low-key stalkers, some players hated themselves for not having any random props like Match at the beginning.

...

"Maybe it's a talent like 'make mastery'." Next to a campfire, a short man squatted in front of a leaping campfire, flipping the branches wearing barbecue.

The fat grease on it sizzled.

"What?" Next to the man, another big and strong man brought back a large bundle of wooden branches: "These branches are still dry nearby."

"I mean, low-key stalker." Zhao Lun turned the branches again and turned the barbecue: "The talent he gained at the beginning should be that of manufacturing mastery this type, and I guess he might be a carpenter himself. Obtaining this talent can speed up his manufacturing speed. So he can produce tools at high speed."

"Don't tell me this, it's better to let me do more work. I don't like to think. Besides, my talent is also strengthened by C-level power." The strong man named Lin Kun, and at this time, he sat down by the bonfire in a muffled voice: "Is the barbecue still not ready? My damn is almost starving to death."

The two were very close to their birth points and they met as soon as they woke up.

After understanding the rules of the game in this world, they chose to cooperate temporarily.

Of course, this is with their abundant survival resources.

Lin Kun’s random resource is a large piece of raw beef, which has a full serving of one week.

However, there is no refrigerator in the wilderness, and the meat is easily odorous, so it will cause trouble if you eat it.

So he didn't feel sorry for Zhao Lun.

Zhao Lun's random survival resources are a pot of water.

The two of them worked together, and they had food and drink in the early stage, but they were not so worried for the time being.

"Although I don't know why he wants to exchange so many matches, no matter what he wants to do, he is a fool. His large-scale sale of stone axes is undoubtedly equivalent to creating a deterrent competitor. From this point of view, he is an absolute idiot." After a pause, Zhao Lun sneered again: "I think we can use this fool."

"What's the meaning?"

"Don't he want matches? We can use food to compete with him, and we can also collect matches." Zhao Lun pointed to a large piece of raw beef that was placed on the ground casually: "The temptation of food is not smaller than that of tools, and the value of food will rise sharply in the past few days."

"What the hell do you want to say? I said my timid mother doesn't like to think!"

"We can't finish it anyway, so we might as well replace the matches with others. After changing to the matches, we will sell them to the fool. Because we collected enough matches, we can also open the conditions and find him to customize different tools, such as stone knives and stone axes. It is best to have another stone shovel, which are essential for early destruction."

Speaking of this, Lin Kun is too lazy to think, he can understand Zhao Lun's meaning.

"Yes, you guys, your ideas are very active!"

"Haha, it's not that I'm active, but that kid is too stupid. He sells things on the World Channel with great fanfare. He can use him with a little effort." Zhao Lun curled his lips proudly and sneered: "A person who can't calculate will probably not last a week."

"Okay, I'll contact the buyer now!" Lin Kun immediately acted and began to exchange food for matches on the public screen.

It turns out that food is almost as valuable as an axe, especially beef, which has high calorie and strong satiety food.

In a short while, they collected six or seven boxes of matches.

"Leave it to me next and see how I can make him play around." Zhao Lun opened the World Channel with a smile, searched for the previous news for a while, and clicked on the private chat box of "Low-key Stalker".

———

"Hu..." Tang Zheng held her waist and straightened her body, breathing a long sigh of relief.

Before he traveled through time, he was a senior dead house. He lacked exercise for a long time. However, he was in his early twenties, his metabolism was very strong and his figure was pretty good.

It was just that his physical fitness was a bit bad. After picking up a few rounds of stones, he was so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist.

It seemed as if I had been to control a girl seven or eight times in one night.

After a series of busy schedules just now, he made several stone axes and stone knives.

I changed about ten boxes of matches.

He also noticed that while he was replacing matches, another person on the World Channel also began to replace matches, using raw beef to exchange them with others.

"It seems that there are still experts. Has anyone also seen the business opportunity of using matches to exchange virtual coins?" Tang Zheng couldn't help but be alert.

Looking at the world, there are too many capable people and clever people, and there will be no few who have the same ideas as him.

There are mountains outside the mountain, and there are sky outside the sky.

You must not despise others at will at any time.

Even with the talent of SSS, you are still too weak and be cautious.

However, it doesn't matter if others collect the matches. Tang Zheng is not going to continue making tools to change the matches.

There are about ten boxes of matches, each box of fifty, and there are about five hundred virtual coins that can be exchanged, which is enough to survive the early stage.

Besides, Tang Zheng also took a lot of attention.

I have made too many axes, but I am actually setting enemies for myself in disguise.

Once some axes fall into the hands of those high IQ enemies, they will naturally find ways to develop rapidly.

Once others develop faster than themselves, it may be a threat to encounter one day.

"Then let's stop here. Next, we will start making some tools I need in the early stage." Tang Zheng patted the dust on his hands.

Suddenly my cell phone vibrated.

Take it out and take a look.

I found someone sent him a private message.

[Little brother, I think you will need these matches, there are seven boxes, carefully prepared for you, how about it? Let's make a price, hahaha.]

Tang Zheng lowered her head and snipped the words: [Ao, I won’t close the matches anymore, but thank you, /smile/smile]

———

"Ah..."

Zhao Lun stared at the text message from the other end of his phone in a daze, his expression was extremely stiff, and he felt like a thorn in his throat for a moment, and he didn't even know what to say.

After a long time, he looked down at the seven boxes of matches in his arms, and the seven boxes of matches he had obtained after using three days of precious rations.

No matter how you look at it, it all looks like garbage.

He felt that he, who always claimed to be smart, looked like...

It seems to bloom in the melon peel.
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