After entering the car, Su Cen opened the bag, which contained two pistols and eighty rounds of bullets.
"Brother Su, she, she didn't bully you, did she?"
Fu Anan looked Su Cen up and down. Although the gun was important, Brother Daqiang was more important than the gun.
"Who can bully me?" Su Cen was puzzled by this question, and then passed on his experience to Fu Anan.
“Look at this small island. Although it is rich in fruits and seafood, daily necessities, vegetables and grains must be transported by ship.
There is no shortage of seafarers to transport things.
The man of this house does this, and I contacted him yesterday."
"oh oh."
Fu Anan quickly took the bullets and pistol handed to him by Su Cen, and felt relieved after listening to his explanation.
They spent the first two days collecting basic supplies, and on the third day they began preparing for the rest of the game.
As a senior player who had completed nearly twenty rounds of the game, it was impossible for Su Cen to fail to analyze what Fu Anan had analyzed.
The next step is to buy something warm.
There aren't many of these things in the supermarket, but quite a few people have bought them in the past two days.
The freighter came for supplies every three days, and they were lucky enough to meet it by chance.
Cold-proof clothing is a must.
Then came gloves, hats, hot water bottles, sleeping bags and quilts.
Fu Anan and Su Cen bought them separately to save time.
Fu Anan walked and stopped along the way, looked at the new hot packs on the shelves, and then took away three or two boxes.
On the way, I met a young couple who were arguing over a set of silk thermal quilts.
The girl kicked her feet and held on to the quilt tightly, "Let's buy another set. The one in the rental house is not enough. What if the temperature drops drastically?"
"It's not like the temperature will definitely drop. I'll buy it when it does." The man looked at the price and shook his head.
"It's because you're slow." The girl complained, "If you were a little faster, you could have grabbed the quilt, but you had to save face and let others have it!
This game will kill you!"
"I was wrong, isn't that enough?" The man sighed and comforted her.
"Don't you think about it? If we spend all our money on buying quilts and cotton-padded clothes, what if this round of game is not about temperature
We don’t have the ability to take risks.”
The problem the two encountered at this time is the same problem that most people who enter the game have.
This game is equivalent to real-world RMB, which means that you have to pay real money for each round of the game.
Not everyone has sufficient funds to trial and error, or enough financial resources to buy, buy, buy.
Fu Anan recalled that when she was in the second round of the game, she was so poor that she could hardly afford to eat, and her life was even worse than theirs as she had to work part-time to earn money.
Putting aside the memories, Fu Anan pushed the cart to find Su Cen Huihe.
The two of them filled the van with all the stuff they bought, and when they got the stuff back, the warehouse was almost full.
Su Cen looked at the pile of things, frowned slightly, and a feeling of worry as a landlord surged in his heart.
"Xiao An'an, in this game, it's easy to collect supplies, but hard to keep them.
If it is a game that relies heavily on supplies, the tracking ability of players and NPCs will evolve to be stronger than that of dogs in the later stages.
No matter how deep you hide it, we can always find the supplies for you."
Speaking of this, Su Cen was reminded of the space props in the game.
“The setting of the space props is also quite disgusting. In the early days, ten people competed for one, but now a thousand people compete for one.
It’s only the size of four suitcases.”
(End of this chapter)