I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 930 - 1019: Empty Their Warehouse!

However, they encountered Jing Shu, who played dirty by digging a hole from deeper below and made her way over.

Who would have thought of this? And what was Jie doing at this time?

Let Jing Shu take some people to check it out.

Devouring all the other merchant teams of Hansi, such a crazy thing would have been absolutely impossible before the apocalypse.

The public opinion of various countries would have been enough to drown them in spit, but now it’s the apocalypse, who cares about reputation? Haven’t countries that lived well before the apocalypse discharged nuclear polluted water without shame?

Of course, considering Hansi, which Jie managed for many years, he wouldn’t ruin his future livelihood like this. After all, Hansi is not only at the crossroads of multiple regions but also has the convenience of trade ports. If they swallow all the passing ships now, they would only get temporary benefits.

Once the reputation is ruined and the traders are scared away, Hansi, without its own productions, will increasingly decline. This is undoubtedly like killing the goose that lays the golden egg.

But Jie had no choice.

At this moment, Jie was trapped in his own office, while his personal bodyguards were indulging themselves, and one person, like a lizard, was crawling on the floor, rolling his long tongue while devouring food wildly.

After a moment of silence, Jie asked, "After this job, you guys should leave. In the short term, there will be no merchants coming to Hansi."

"Leave? Why leave? We’ve decided to stay in Hansi. There’s food and entertainment here, and my little ones can grow up fast. I declare, Hansi will be my old nest from now on!"

Beside him, two black women came up, personally feeding the lizard man lying on the ground and said, "Boss, have some beer. These are from the Huaxia Team, they supposedly have plenty of these."

The lizard man curled his tongue around the liquid in the cup, smacked his mouth, "The taste is just okay. Since I became neither human nor ghost, my taste has changed, seems like, I enjoy eating strange foods."

The black women continued, "You may think it’s just average, but this stuff sells for a good price, it’s valuable—"

The lizard man’s eyes lit up. Although his mission was to disrupt the Middle East, gaining some benefits couldn’t hurt.

"Huaxia people? Where are they now?" Before the lizard man finished speaking, a rumble shook the entire place.

The two women exclaimed:

"What happened?!"

"Was that an earthquake?"

Jie frowned, this sound came from the direction of the underground warehouse!

Meanwhile, in the underground warehouse.

"Oh my goodness, no wonder Hansi is the fattest sheep, there’s so much stuff in this warehouse."

"Even though there’s a lot of military supplies, these canned foods are truly valuable, but Middle Eastern food is really not that great. It tastes awful."

Speaking of Middle Eastern food, others in the team nodded in agreement, it looked like a paste mixed with all sorts of messy sauces and foods.

After eating, you wouldn’t know what you’ve eaten. Once it’s in your mouth, well, it’s really hard to describe.

Jing Shu briefly surveyed the items and said: "There are quite a lot of things. We made a bit of a ruckus just now, we must cover the insects as they move the goods. Take as much as we can."

"Hey, Captain Jing, go ahead with the transport, leave the rest of the work to us."

"Yeah, even though we can’t move too much stuff, we can certainly cause chaos above."

A group from the Elite Bodyguard Team, even though only three squads came, each team was perfectly balanced and versatile, whether for containment battles or others, they were very effective.

Yang Yang, along with Old Zhou and Jing Shu, focused on identifying valuable items to prioritize transporting.

"Quick, look at this!" Yang Yang pointed to a pile of black round lumps, looking like stones but also like potatoes.

Jing Shu crouched down, picked one up, crushed it, and inside it was quite starchy, with a familiar light fragrance.

Old Zhou’s eyes lit up, "This is what we ate yesterday, the contents inside, right?"

Jing Shu nodded: "This should be a mutation of dark creatures; eating it makes people sleep, but it seems to have no side effects, and importantly, it tastes pretty good."

Yang Yang nodded: "This would make a good sleeping pill, though not sure if there’s still a market for it now."

Old Zhou nodded unexpectedly: "There is a market, for an old guy like me, it’s very useful."

Jing Shu added: "It’s also convenient for drugging others, at least yesterday none of us noticed."

On this topic, everyone blushed, realizing that in fact, most members of the Elite Bodyguard Team could hardly be considered human anymore. The poison wouldn’t work on many people, just like Situ Xiaoye, you can’t poison a Zombie People.

But still, this dark food managed to make a large group of people unwittingly fall asleep yesterday.

"Then let’s take all of these too. They might have great pharmaceutical value."

"Look quickly, what are these?" Jing Shu found boxes sealed with a thick layer of dust in the warehouse where the insects were transporting things, all covered with dense English text.

For academically-challenged Jing Shu, this was a nightmare.

Yang Yang took one look and exclaimed in surprise: "It’s antibiotics. These are treasures, especially scarce in our country now."

Old Zhou nodded: "Not just domestically scarce, the entire world is short on them. Now not only is food scarce, but without crops, producing medicine has become incredibly difficult, these are true treasures."

Since the apocalypse cut off medication, everybody dealt with colds and fevers by just enduring, and if you couldn’t hold on, you’d just perish. Medicines were pitifully scarce. Now regardless of the illness, they just used antibiotics straight away.

So antibiotics are like hard currency, equivalent to money.

Yang Yang counted, the amount of antibiotics was considerable. Even when they left, they could only scratch together a few boxes, but here they found thousands of boxes, "And these are produced by medical companies in Old Mi’s country, not counterfeit, authentic medicine, much more effective. The country has a big loophole in this area."

Old Zhou nodded with satisfaction, see, while building a car at home was hard, going out meant finding all sorts of treasures?

"Transport these with care, some antibiotics are in small glass bottles, and they can break easily."

There was no need for Yang Yang to remind, Jing Shu gave them top priority, transporting this batch of goods with the soft Hulk.

After all, these were indeed precious.

Soon, a rumbling sound came from above, but inside this underground warehouse, it was surprisingly orderly, with insects continuously transporting goods through the tunnels—