It was two-thirty in the afternoon. Shen Cong was sitting at the rear of the roof of the King Kong. Under his butt was a sports seat removed from the Hummer. The blower sent a refreshing cool breeze, which made the whole person very comfortable.
There is mineral water in the rhinoceros horn cup, three mild sand pears are placed on the fruit plate, and the homemade parasol blocks the sun.
Since the heavy rain, the temperature has dropped significantly. The current temperature outside is about 33 degrees Celsius, which is a bit scorching, but compared to the previous high temperatures of more than 40 degrees, this is already very mild.
There was a breeze blowing, and it didn't feel too hot.
Today is August 26, the 29th day of the seventh lunar month. The two hottest months of the year are June and July of the lunar calendar. However, at the end of July, the old saying "Fire flows in July, and clothes are given in September" - the westward movement of Mars in July is a symbol of cooler weather; in September, we will start to make winter clothes to protect against the cold.
"It's the 70th day of the end of the world."
Looking at the date displayed on his phone, Shen Cong sighed.
Then he rubbed his phone vigorously. He was playing a mediocre fighting game "The King of Fighters 2020", and the sounds of "Gas-Guzzling Root", "Hadu Root" and "Gaga Brugan" came out from time to time.
With a final scream of "Ah", the opponent flew up.
"ko!"
After playing a few games, Shen Cong put away his phone and put his helmet on his head.
The survivors from Chaohu College are here.
This is a group of young people with tattered clothes, faces that are not of a healthy color, and eyes that are more or less numb. Several people's faces were sallow and they looked sick, and two people had injuries on their legs and were walking with a limp.
Far away from the King Kong, the group of people stopped, and then whispered to each other and discussed for a while.
Finally, a man and a woman continued to walk over.
Obviously, the man should be Zhou Yajun, a very strong boy; the woman is the teacher Wang Yingying, good-looking, about thirty years old.
"Hello." Zhou Yajun approached the King Kong and began to say hello.
Shen Cong stared at him and replied in a cold voice: "Are you Zhou Yajun, and you are Wang Yingying, the leader of this group of survivors?"
Zhou Yajun said: "Teacher Wang and I have been temporarily elected as managers, but we have a democratic voting system. Everything is decided by everyone voting together."
Wang Yingying then said: "Who are you? Do you have anything to do with us?"
Shen Cong said: "It doesn't matter who I am... What's important is that I plan to make a deal with you. You can choose to cooperate, refuse, or other options, but I hope the deal can go smoothly." As he said that, he grabbed the A stone was prepared at hand, and he pinched it gently in front of the two of them.
Click, click.
Granite stones, broken into powder.
This is a move to show off muscles. Of course, in the eyes of Zhou Yajun and Wang Yingying, it is undoubtedly a threat to the world.
Zhou Yajun and Wang Yingying looked at each other nervously, and they could tell that Shen Cong was not an ordinary person. Ordinary people would not have such strong hands to crush granite stones.
Thinking about the strange creatures they hunted, they could easily guess that Shen Cong might have mutated and become powerful and dangerous just like the green-faced fanged one-eyed dragon.
"How can we believe what you said and what deal you plan to make with us?" Wang Yingying asked after calming down.
"It's very simple." Shen Cong pointed to the ruins around him, "I need various supplies, but I'm too lazy to rummage through these ruins, so I plan to hire you to rummage, and according to the value of the materials you find, come to me in exchange for food. , medicines, and information about this disaster.”
"Do you know the cause of this disaster?" Zhou Yajun asked excitedly.
"I know a lot of information, but I won't tell you until a transaction is needed. Decide quickly. My time is not wasted."
Seeing this, Wang Yingying gritted her teeth and replied: "Okay, we agree, but how to determine the transaction price?"
"I have the final say."
"That's not fair."
"This world has never been fair." Shen Cong still said in an indifferent tone, "But I will give it relative fairness... Have you seen my mobile phone? If you find a mobile phone that is not broken, you can exchange it for one. A very high-calorie chocolate bar.”
…
Zhou Yajun and Wang Yingying returned to the group of survivors, and there was another round of whispering discussions. In the end, these twenty-one survivors, mainly students, accepted Shen Cong's employment and became a group of workers, looking for various materials that Shen Cong needed in the ruins.
Wang Yingying and another girl with a sallow complexion, Gao Miaoshu, were responsible for liaison.
In order to obtain the food, medicine and information they needed, more than 20 people began to disperse to every corner of Bantang Town, turning over rocks and searching for possible supplies.
Shen Cong has already explained that the key point is that only metal equipment, especially high-precision electronic equipment, has exchange value, and ordinary gadgets have no value.
Hiring a labor collection team undoubtedly freed up Shen Cong's time.
This allows him to spend his time on other tasks. As long as the power is fully charged, Shen Cong will let the wired drone take off to shoot video footage within a radius to ensure the safety of the labor collection team and the surrounding area.
Wang Yingying and Gao Miaoshu looked at Shen Cong with envy, sitting in such a luxurious and domineering chariot, leisurely holding a parasol, drinking water and nibbling pears, and occasionally playing with notebooks and tablets, or rubbing their hands. Rub your phone, or even hold a slingshot and play shooting games out of boredom.
Of course, the shooting game made the two women more and more frightened.
A slingshot with twenty rubber bands can almost punch through a stone if hit with ordinary pebbles. If it hits a person, it will directly pierce the hole.
"Why are you so strong?" Wang Yingying couldn't bear her curiosity and asked.
Shen Cong glanced at the other party: "This is transaction information."
"Then can you tell us some information that doesn't require trading?" Gao Miaoshu asked softly.
Snap!
Shen Cong shot a stone in the distance, stopped, and sat back on the sports seat.
Condescending, indifferent reply: "Yes, the first message is that you are lucky to be alive, dangers are everywhere. The second message is that you are right not to believe in survivors, many survivors are not good people. Ning Wai, if You work hard, and before you leave, I will introduce you to a place where there is a group of survivors who are not so bad."
Wang Yingying asked hopefully: "You are so powerful, you must have been to many places. Can you tell us that the government will come to rescue us?"
Shen Cong did not answer: "This is transaction information."
Gao Miaoshu said in a weak tone: "Is this also trading information? Why do you like trading so much? This is a time of disaster. Don't you even have basic sympathy?"
Shen Cong was not even interested in responding to the childish idea. He picked up the telescope and began to inspect the surrounding situation.
Seeing that Shen Cong didn't speak, Gao Miaoshu said again: "Isn't it true? For the sake of everyone being affected by the disaster, can't you sympathize with us? I don't want your food and drink, and you don't even want to ask for some news. Pay, how could this happen?”
Wang Yingying grabbed Gao Miaoshu and said, "Xiao Gao, stop talking."
"Teacher Wang, am I right?"
"Xiao Gao, listen to the teacher, sit here and rest." Wang Yingying pulled Gao Miaoshu aside, then turned around and shouted to Shen Cong, "I'm sorry, Xiao Gao is still young. Please forgive me for saying something wrong." … I still don’t know what to call you?”
Shen Cong's eyes flashed, and instead of saying "It doesn't matter who I am", he replied: "My surname is Huang, you can call me Boss Huang."
…
At dusk, the labor collection team completed the first carpet search and picked up a lot of rags.
Wind blowing, active corrosion, blisters, not much good stuff left.
Wang Yingying and Zhou Yajun came as representatives to discuss and exchange with Shen Cong, while the other survivors gathered around and offered their opinions.
Although they don't have much food, they can still eat a few meals by relying on the evolved fish they catch.
Medicines were something they urgently needed, but apart from medicines to treat injuries, they didn't know what medicines the sick students should use.
"Boss Huang, can you help us find out what diseases they have?" Wang Yingying asked.
Shen Cong was speechless and said in a cold tone: "I'm not a doctor."
Wang Yingying had no choice but to say: "Then we need some antibiotics."
After exchanging medicines, it was the turn of information trading.
"According to the value of the information you asked about, I will consider how to change it." Shen Cong set the rules, and the rules were that he had the final say in everything.
The survivors had a heated discussion for a while before sending Wang Yingying over to ask the first question: "Will the government come to rescue us, or what is the current situation in China like?"