Chapter 12 Making a Small Fortune
While the driver was jeep, Lin Feng whistled. Dong Wu was sitting in the passenger seat, with sweat dripping on his round face.
"I'm scared! If I hadn't reacted quickly enough just now, maybe they would have fired."
Dong Wu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was still recalling the scene just now, and his face was sweating constantly.
"Don't worry, not everyone is that greedy. But it's better to be careful."
Lin Feng, who was driving beside him, turned his head and smiled, and said comfortably.
Lin Feng was ready before he set out. This time he came out to do a mission, and it was meaningless to bring a gun. In the weapons store managed by the base, a pistol sold for 50 white crystals, an assault rifle of 100 white crystals, and a heavy machine gun even reached 200 white crystals, and a bullet of 200 white crystals. After Lin Feng upgraded the Apocalypse Table and registered mercenary group, he only had more than 100 white crystals left on him.
If it were changed to a gun, even if Lin Feng and Dong Wu had one gun, they would be only two people after all. There would definitely be more than two teams going out to hunt. From the number of more than ten antibiotics indicated by some tasks, it can be seen that there will be many people in those teams.
A piece of antibiotic is worth 50 white crystals, and ten pieces are worth 500. What is the value of five hundred white crystals in the end of the world? For these white crystals, it is not impossible to sacrifice a few people, and Lin Feng is unwilling to take this risk.
Besides, although Lin Feng was born in martial arts, he had never touched a gun. For gunshots, he was definitely not as good as those who went out to hunt for many years. If he really fought with the mission release side, he was really not sure whether he could hit the other side.
But grenades are different. The range of grenade explosion is very large and the price is cheap. It is a consumable product, only 5 white crystals per. The range lethality is relatively to the gun, Lin Feng believes that grenades are more deterrent. This can be seen from the task just now.
Moreover, Lin Feng watched the other party complete the task and confirmed it. As long as the other party determines, the promised white crystal in the task will be automatically transferred to Lin Feng's account. Lin Feng is not afraid of them forcing him to grab it. The storage space in the doomsday table is the only one. Except for the NDA matching person who can take out the things, no one else can take out the things from other people's storage space.
Humming a little song, Lin Feng ran one by one at the next task, as hardworking as a courier in his previous life.
Some of these hunting teams have a large population, and some have only a few people. The most is the hunting team that needs 15 antibiotics, with more than 30 people. Five of them were seriously injured and urgently needed antibiotics.
Not every team wants to pay for antibiotics. Three of the dozen tasks Lin Feng took on were responsible for. When he saw Lin Feng take out antibiotics, he aimed his gun at Lin Feng and Dong Wu.
But the next moment, seeing the high-explosive grenades on Dong Wu's body, these teams gave up their thoughts.
If twenty high-explosion grenades explode together, there will definitely be no living person within a radius of 100 meters. After several years of killing, those hunters cherish their lives very much. They can earn money if the white crystal is gone, but if their lives are gone, there will be nothing.
These teams watched Lin Feng drive away in a car with no choice. Even if Lin Feng and the others left, it would be useless. Even if Lin Feng and the others were killed, they would not get the antibiotics in Lin Feng's storage space.
As Dong Wu was familiar with the near base, Lin Feng and the others rarely encountered zombies along the way. Even if they occasionally encountered a few, they were all ordinary zombies, which were not even a level one. Often, before the ordinary zombies could react, Lin Feng had already increased the accelerator and ran far away. The speed of ordinary loss was very slow, and only the speed of normal people walking could not pose any threat to Lin Feng and the others.
There is no white crystal in the mind of ordinary zombies, and Lin Feng and the others cannot waste grenades worth 5 white crystals. Even if they are rich, they cannot waste it like this.
It was not until the evening that Lin Feng's jeep appeared at the door of the Wolf Warrior Base, and the car drove towards the gas station on the side of the base.
Fuel in the apocalypse is not cheap, 1 white crystal is 5 liters, and a jeep needs 10 white crystals to fill a box of oil. Ordinary people cannot afford it, which is why there are so few cars in the base.
Only the cars of the senior and practitioners at the center of the base will have a pass and can drive the vehicles into the base, and people in other living areas can park their cars outside the base. No wonder Lin Feng almost never found a car when he entered the living area.
But even so, not everyone can afford to use expensive fuel. This is why cars are everywhere outside the base, but they are idle in the wild and no one uses them. When doing a task to deliver antibiotics today, Lin Feng saw that only one or two large teams own trucks, but all the teams are crowded on a protective modified truck.
The dozens of cars parked outside the base can only be used by those with high income occupations in the living area. The entire base has more than 50,000 people, and the living area has as many as 20,000 to 30,000 people. There are only a few dozen cars, which shows the high fuel cost.
After a day's mission, 100 antibiotics were sold out. Now Lin Feng's account has up to 5,000 white crystals, reaching four digits. This income made Dong Wu grin. Since entering the end of the world, Dong Wu hasn't seen so many white crystals, even if the end of the world is only the numbers.
Five thousand white crystals are enough to form a mercenary group. A assault rifle only requires 100 white crystals, plus all the expenses such as bullets and essential materials, five thousand white crystals are enough to form a mercenary group or hunting team of thirty people. Such a lineup can be considered a force even in the base. This is why some hunting teams want to grab Lin Feng’s antibiotics for hundreds of white crystals. Bai Jing is really too precious in this world.
It is good for ordinary people to find and kill two or three first-level zombies once when they go out, and they also have to deal with a large number of ordinary zombies. Even if they try their best to accumulate Bai Jing without eating or drinking, they may not be able to achieve Lin Feng’s income in a day in ten years. Antibiotics play a crucial factor in this. Without supplies, everything is empty talk.
Parking the car outside the base, Lin Feng and Dong Wu passed by the slums and entered the living area. When passing by the slums, Dong Wu looked at the slums in front of him and took a deep breath. Through the three days of contact with Lin Feng, Dong Wu found that his life trajectory seemed to have changed. The moment he met Lin Feng, perhaps it was the moment that changed the direction of his life.
Chapter completed!