After settling the matter of compensation, Song Ziyu looked at Xiao Ju who was happily storing supplies with a doting look on his face, with an expression of relief on his face.
As the saying goes, a drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring.
Xiaoju saved her life, so it was natural for her to be kind to her.
Looking at this skinny little figure, Song Ziyu couldn't help but sigh.
How much hardship does it take to grow like this?
I'm almost starving to the point of gurgling.
"May I ask your name for this good man?"
A voice sounded from behind. Song Ziyu turned around and saw that it was Shen Yijin, a zombie material merchant.
"Is there anything you need?"
Song Ziyu didn't have a good impression of this group of people, so he ignored them.
But Shen Yijin's attitude was very low. He looked at Song Ziyu and said respectfully: "Sir, we don't have any ill intentions. We just want to make friends with you... This is a small kindness."
Shen Yijin respectfully offered something, which turned out to be a mess of yellow grass leaves.
See this thing!
Song Ziyu's eyes lit up instantly.
"Tobacco!" Song Ziyu blurted out.
Shen Yijin was stunned for a moment and then smiled and said: "Sir, you really know the goods. Yes, this is the tobacco grown in Xuhai. It is an out-and-out top-quality product... Please give it a try, sir."
With that said, Shen Yijin handed over his jade pipe.
Good guy!
Although this wasteland world looks devastated, Shen Yijin is indeed a guy who can enjoy himself.
Looking at the dark jade pipe, Song Ziyu wanted to take a puff, but finally gave up.
Song Ziyu has no habit of using other people's pipes.
"Thank you, I still prefer industrial cigarettes." Song Ziyu said lightly.
'You... also know about industrial cigarettes! '
Shen Yijin's expression changed when he heard this.
I thought this was just a "country boy" who had never seen the world, but I didn't expect him to know about industrial cigarettes!
Shen Yijin also accidentally listened to his master's discussion and learned that there was an industrial cigarette production factory under the rule of the city-state. The cigarettes produced were only for the special supply of the city-state's upper class. A poor person like himself could only have a mouthful of leaves. Smoking and eating are already enjoyable.
It can be inferred from this... Shen Yijin secretly glanced at the one-armed man in front of him, thinking that he must have a great identity.
"This gentleman, my name is Shen Yiming. He is a third-level material merchant of the Shen family in Chixu City. I am truly lucky to know you."
Seeing that Yan Ye's offensive was ineffective, Shen Yijin immediately reported himself to the family, hoping to use his family background and this mysterious and powerful man to gain an identity.
However, Song Ziyu just shook his head dullly and said: "Shen family? Never heard of it."
Such a lazy attitude!
Shen Yijin's eyes widened on the spot!
This must be a big shot. He can treat the Shen family with silver bloodline as nothing. This big shot must be from the Golden Family.
Thinking of this, Shen Yijin became even more humble, his attitude became even lower, and his thoughts became even more intense.
"My name is Song Ziyu, what can I do for you?"
Song Ziyu finally told the other party his name.
As the saying goes, if you hold out your hand, you won't smile. This is a family lesson and a principle of conduct in the world.
"Mr. Song, are you living here as a refuge?"
Shen Yijin asked cautiously.
Song Ziyu shook his head and said, "Actually, I'm lost. I don't even know where I am or what time I am now."
Shen Yijin was stunned when he heard this, and then he laughed and said: "Mr. Song is really good at joking. It's morning time now. This is the land of Zhuxu, the territory of the lord of the city-state."
"Lord of the city-state?"
Song Ziyu didn't know what to ask and could only mutter and repeat.
Seeing this, Shen Yijin quickly said in his heart: "Since Mr. Song is a lost traveler, why don't you come with us to visit the big city."
"Is there a big city nearby?" Song Ziyu raised his head and looked at Shen Yijin.
"Yes! Of course there is!" Shen Yijin said: "Chixu, one of the four main cities of Miluo City-State, is within a hundred miles!"
"Miluo city-state?"
Song Ziyu murmured to himself, and suddenly felt that this word was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
Seeing Song Ziyu's interest, Shen Yijin immediately introduced: "Miluo City State is a huge country formed from ruined cities ruled by hundreds of large and small zombies. How big is it? As a third-level material merchant, I am not qualified to get it. Take a look at the entire territory... After I am promoted to a level six material merchant, I can get a permit to travel throughout the territory."
At this point, Shen Yijin felt that he had gone off topic, so he changed the subject and returned to his own topic: "Mr. Song, I see that you are very skilled. You must not be inferior to others. You can't stay here." The shitty Zhuxu land is a complete waste of talent, why not accept my employment and go to Chixu City with me, what do you think?"
Shen Yijin still has his own plans!
This one-armed man can defeat Yan Xiong easily, and his strength must be higher than Yan Xiong. The roads to the next several settlements he will go to are very dangerous. With Yan Xiong's strength, it is okay to encounter ordinary zombies. If he encounters There will be trouble when it comes to high-level zombies... Shen Yijin plans to persuade this mysterious master to protect him.
This is Shen Yijin’s true purpose.
Originally, Shen Yijin had prepared a lot of rhetoric and generous rewards, but it seemed that none of them were used.
Because Song Ziyu only thought for three seconds before nodding and agreeing.
From Song Ziyu's point of view, it was impossible for him to stay in this small settlement forever. Now the injuries on his body were almost healed and he could not get better or better, so it was time to leave.
The two sides hit it off immediately. Shen Yijin was overjoyed, but then he realized something was wrong.
"Um... in terms of remuneration, Mr. Song, what are you asking for?" Shen Yijin was a little uneasy, because as a businessman, Shen Yijin found that after the agreement was finalized and the remuneration was not discussed, it always meant that he would be ripped off.
really!
Song Ziyu said coldly: "Everything must be done according to the rules. The more money and materials the better, and all my rewards will be given to her!"
Song Ziyu pointed at Xiaoju.
Looking at the flattered Xiao Ju, Song Ziyu thought to herself, these things should be able to ensure that the little girl has enough food and clothing for a while, right?
…
Parting is sad.
Seeing the little girl Song Ziyu crying in tears, she couldn't bear to look back, because Song Ziyu was soft-hearted and was afraid that she would not be able to walk if she looked back.
But he must move forward.
I still have a lot of things to do.
…
Among the ruins of the city, a man wearing skull armor and a zombie skin mask squatted on an abandoned skyscraper holding a death scythe, looking into the distance beyond the horizon.
At the feet of the man dressed as a skeleton, the bodies of several mutated zombies were still twitching.
Soon, a line of black smoke appeared in the distance, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a rider riding a motorcycle.
The knight was very skilled in driving, and he was able to dodge and maneuver among the ruins, spinning around several speed-type mutant zombies that were chasing behind him.
Those zombies pounced on their prey several times but could only eat dust, and finally gave up the pursuit in frustration.
The knight galloped over and brought the news he had longed for: "Boss, just as you guessed, they have set off!"
