MTL - Dark Moon Era-Chapter 3 Greedy eaters
The old fox quark was sitting behind the counter in his shop, holding a half cigarette, with a leisurely expression, but there was a hint of contentment in his eyes.
The settlement is not so good. Compared to the No. 17 safety zone, it is almost like a garbage dump. The environment is not visible all year round, the smell is filthy, and the distasteful residents are mostly greedy but timid as mice. No wonder Can only live here underground.
But even so, Quark was reluctant to leave the settlement, although he had long been eligible to live in safe area 17.
Because he wants to make money, make a lot of money, and then find a few reliable guys to send himself away from this ghost place.
算 What is the 17th security zone? This world is very big and interesting. Quark has seen the world. He has his own ambitions and pursuits.
I spit out a cigarette, and Quark felt a little bored. Although the tobacco left by the former civilization is good, it can't relieve the irritability of sitting still for a long time. The 'rats' in these settlements have not been very successful in going out recently. He has to consider leaving early.
At this moment, the iron door knocked three long and one short, a little hasty.
As soon as Quark's eyes brightened, he thought of business and came to his door.
He didn't hire anyone, so he opened the door himself. When he saw Tang Ling standing in front of the door, a smile appeared on Quark's face.
Most of the people living in the puppet settlements are mice, but there are always exceptions. For example, the kid in front of him always gives him some surprises.
Of course, Quark has been investigating Tang Ling secretly, and he wants to know why this kid always surprises him. Now this investigation cannot be said to be completely clueless, but the results are still uncertain.
But overall, this kid is a lucky guy.
And good luck guys won't be annoying wherever they go.
"Let me guess, what did you find by accident this time? Is it some 'stones' I need, or some miscellaneous things I specified." Quark couldn't wait to ask Tang Ling.
Tang Ling didn't answer, but quickly walked into the quark shop and walked straight to the counter.
Quark knew, slammed the iron door and came to the counter.
Waiting for Quark to speak, Tang Ling took the thick trunk like his weapon from behind him.
"You just want to trade this?" Quark's face became a little ugly. The kid was mysterious and took out an ordinary trunk. He didn't remember the value of this thing.
Tang Ling did not speak, and untied the rope tied to the trunk, and the trunk became two sections, one of which was apparently empty. Tang Ling took a bottle from it and put it on the quark counter.
"Class III drinking water." Tang Ling said lightly.
As soon as Quark's eyes brightened, this area has been dry for too long, and water has obviously become the most precious material. Not to mention the third-level drinking water, even if it is the lowest, the fifth-level drinking water that can barely be imported has become a tight resource.
Ordinary people may not dare to drink this kind of water, but the adults in the safe area need to be pampered.
Thinking of this, Quark unscrewed the bottle cap, dipped a little water in the bottle with his fingers, and put it into his mouth.
There is no polluted odor, it is very clean, and it can reach the third-grade drinking water standard of pre-civilized ordinary water.
"What?" Quark said nonsense.
"Old rules, food, meat!"
"The kind of pollution-free? You know, although water is precious today, but the pollution-free meat is always a hard currency. This bottle of drinking water can only be exchanged for three grades, at most, five pounds." Quark blinked.
Tang Ling bowed his head without saying a word. In fact, this bottle of three-level drinking water can be exchanged for at least ten pounds of pollution-free meat, or even twelve pounds.
But Tang Ling has no choice. The whole settlement is only safest when trading in Quark. He will not force or trade. The most important thing is that he has a tight mouth.
He seems to have a strong background. No one in the entire settlement dares to fight his idea, and no one dares to get anything from him. Those who have bad ideas die without exception.
"No, low pollution is good." Tang Ling only remained silent for two seconds, then made up his mind. The feeling from his chest became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't delay any longer.
"唔?" Quark raised his eyebrows, but didn't ask much. The next moment he said cheerfully, "If you have low-pollution meat, you can get twenty pounds."
"Ok."
Seeing Tang Ling agree, Quark took the bottle of Class III drinking water with ease and entered the dark door behind the counter. After a while, three air-dried black-toothed rats were thrown on the counter.
Tang Ling just wanted to take the meat, hesitated again, pushed one of the air-dried black-toothed rats, and said, "This is two pounds of pollution-free meat."
"I'm a bit lost." Quark shook his head.
Tang Ling stared at the quark stubbornly. The cold sweat on his forehead did not know when it had gathered into sweat dripping from his face.
"No more, it's for you." Quark finally compromised. Seeing this boy's appearance in order to get third-level drinking water, I'm afraid he was injured. Give him some clean meat to make up for it. Traded it yourself.
Quickly, the quark was ready for everything. Tang Ling stuffed the clean meat into the empty trunk, took two air-dried black-toothed rats and quickly walked out of one of the secret doors on the other side of the quark shop.
"This kid, will you be alive next time?" Quark showed a touch of sympathy, but soon calmed down ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Continue to pick up the cigarettes that were not smoked just now, and sit leisurely at the counter after that.
The hidden door in the Quark store is connected to an absolutely safe underground water channel.
In general, no one will appear here except the trader.
There are three such channels, and Tang Ling is not worried about the other channel he will randomly choose.
The squat squatted in a dark and secluded corner. Tang Ling was sweating coldly, shaking his hands, grasping the air-dried black-toothed rat, and gnawed with a big mouth.
The meat of the black-toothed rat is not delicious. In addition to the contaminated special taste, there is also a smell of underground water channels, which cannot be removed.
In addition, it is dry and hard. Even if it is stewed, it must be cooked for a long time, not to mention air-dried.
He was so greedy that Tang Ling swallowed. Even if his teeth leaked blood, he wouldn't slow down a bit, and even the bones swallowed it.
Not enough ravioli, but also meat.
In the blink of an eye, Tang Ling, who was a half-toothed mouse, was knocked out, and he was very hungry.
He kept eating. A black-toothed rat that had six or seven pounds after being air-dried was eaten by him in less than ten minutes.
There was bloodshot in the corner of his mouth, but the next second he continued to eat without hesitation, and the hunger in his chest was like a vortex swirling wildly.
I made Tang Ling feel that if he stopped, he was afraid that he would be eaten by himself next second.
I passed for a few more minutes. There was no sound except Tang Ling's biting voice in the quiet passage.
It was not until half of the two air-dried black-toothed rats left.
Tang Ling, who had finished eating, stood up, but in the eyes there was no contentment to eat, but only the lingering doubts and fears.
