About five hundred kilometers away from the Rock Camp, there is a small camp called Powei.
One day, a motorcycle came to the Powei camp. The rider was fully armed and had a scarf tied on his face.
This kind of dress is very common in the wasteland. The wind and sand here are too strong, so it is very normal to wear a face scarf in the wild.
Of course, if you want to kill people and steal wealth, it is also convenient to have a face towel.
The rider purchased some oil and water and turned back in the direction he came from.
There happened to be a few hunters at the end of the slope, and the two motorcycles chased them, but their reaction was a bit slow and they lost track of each other.
The knight who came was none other than Qu Jianlei. Powei was already close to the range of mutant beasts, and he planned to stay here for a while.
He circled outside the camp to throw off his would-be pursuers.
Then he chose a leeward place as a temporary camp less than thirty kilometers away from the end of the slope.
Qu Jianlei was very insecure, and this mentality always followed him. Even a temporary camp had to be dug into a shelter.
It took him a day and a half to dig out a semi-open shelter, and then he began his practice.
As a result, on the second night of practice, a group of sand scorpions came around, each half a foot long.
Qu Jianlei was overjoyed when he saw this. This kind of sand scorpion was no stranger to him. It was an ordinary insect and could be eaten. The poison sac in its tail could also be exchanged for money.
He was worried that he was running out of food and water, but he had no money to buy it. Unexpectedly, prey came to his door.
The scorpion group is not small, there are hundreds of them densely packed.
He drew out his long knife and started slashing. After working for almost an hour, he finally killed all the scorpions.
A few scorpions escaped, but that didn't matter, the scorpion meat was enough to last him three or four days.
This is still what he is currently cultivating, and given the years when he was in despair, this scorpion meat was enough to support his life for twenty days.
But after cleaning the battlefield, he thought of a question: What attracted these scorpions?
He thought the most likely thing was the mutant beast crystal, because other than that, the other items he owned were normal.
Even if there are a few sand scorpions here, they shouldn't be as many as there are in the Rock Camp.
Unfortunately, the scorpion fled to death, and he could no longer find a living subject for experiments.
But it doesn't matter, there aren't many crystals left in his hands.
This treasure can not only help him practice, but also help him repair his body damaged by the transformation potion.
So far, he has been receiving injections for more than 20 days, and he has to receive at least four antidotes to survive.
He only received it twice. The third time he took a little antidote and consumed some crystals to survive.
The fourth time, he still used some antidote as a primer and used up some crystals.
Originally, he tried to repair his body by practicing Qi Lian Jue, but it turned out that he was a bit wishful thinking.
But no matter what, less and less foreign objects are needed to repair the body, and he is confident that he can tide over the difficulties with his own strength.
With these scorpion meats, he began to practice luxuriously again, and the effect was significantly improved.
Until three days later, only one-tenth of the scorpion meat was left, and he had to stop practicing - to make money.
The venom sacs of sand scorpions are a sought-after commodity. Not only are they highly toxic, they can also alleviate some mutation trends.
It's a pity that at that time, he killed nearly half of the poison sacs indiscriminately.
There is nothing that can be done about it. Although Qu Jianlei has developed Qi sense, he has not studied the sword technique at all.
When he was at Blue Star, he had the opportunity to learn some sword skills, but he was not interested.
Now using some brute force, the goal has been achieved, but the scene is really terrible.
However, it is precisely because of the leakage of a large amount of venom that it prevents other animals from coming.
Otherwise, how could Qu Jianlei practice so calmly?
The poison sacs he collected were only a little over four hundred, but they should be worth a small amount of money.
Then he walked to Powei Camp, this time changing into a pair of facecloths.
However, the grocery store in the camp is a little shady. They talk about the fullness of the poison sacs and try every means to lower the price.
Qu Jianlei is not good at bargaining, so his attitude is: I will sell it if it goes up to 30%, otherwise I won’t sell it!
Even if it was an increase of 30%, it was far lower than his psychological expectations, but he didn't want to get bored anymore.
People were really worried, and the grocery store owners just thought they could still negotiate prices, so they continued to bargain.
Qu Jianlei turned around and left without saying a word.
The shop owner looked at him coldly as he took a few steps, and realized that he was really not joking, so he quickly chased after him, "Friend, you are still embarrassed..."
Before he finished speaking, a black muzzle was pointed at him, and the safety was turned on at the same time.
Qu Jianlei said two words expressionlessly, "Want to rob?"
"I...I didn't mean that," the shop owner laughed dryly and returned to normal, "I mean the price can still be negotiated."
"That was just a polite robbery," Qu Jianlei said calmly, "The last price I offered was a fixed price..."
"If you agree, let's make a deal; if you don't agree, don't follow me, it will really kill someone!"
He didn't think he was threatening the other party, he really dared to shoot!
There are few bad things happening in wild camps, but he doesn't plan to stay here for a long time, and he has no feelings for it.
Anyway, after he covered his face and left, who knows who did it?
Seeing him turn around again, a trace of sinisterness flashed across the shop owner's face.
However, he still spoke loudly, "Stay, I agree!"
It doesn't matter if he doesn't agree. Sand Scorpion Venom Sacs are so popular now that he can make a lot of money.
And since he was making a living at Powei, he couldn't just grab it in front of everyone.
After the price was set, Qu Jianlei didn't take any money. He just exchanged some nutrients, water, and two first aid kits.
Others he replaced with ammunition.
In fact, in the end, he didn't have too many extra supplies. These poison sacs only made up for the deficit in the previous days.
"Practice is really expensive," Qu Jianlei returned to the temporary camp, sighed, and started his motorcycle.
We can no longer stay here. If we stay in one place for a long time, something will happen sooner or later.
That shop owner is obviously a difficult person. If someone like him cares about him, it's really... better to leave early.
What he thought was absolutely correct. One day later, someone found this place and asked, "So the sand scorpion group is nearby?"
After Qu Jianlei left, he didn't know where to go for a while.
Thinking that he had survived two antidote attacks, he suddenly became curious: I wonder what happened to the mine?
So he turned back on his motorcycle.
Hiding the motorcycle and some supplies in the wild, he came to the camp where the old lame man was, wearing a turban.
But what surprised him was: the grocery store actually changed its owner!
He didn't directly come forward to ask questions, but took out a rag and wrote a line of words on it.
"Purchase large quantities of unflowered purple-flowered lichen"
It's not that there are absolutely no plants growing in the wasteland, but there are no big trees and few shrubs. There are more weeds and more lichens.
Purple flower lichen has a fishy smell, but it has a high water content. If you are really hungry, you can survive by eating lichen.
But that thing becomes thin after eating too much, so many people accumulate purple lichen and use it as a backup water bag.
Anyway, this thing is really worthless, and basically no one buys it specifically.
Since he is willing to accept it, there will naturally be people selling it, but it is a pity that no one has accumulated too much of this kind of stuff.
Purple-flowered lichen is best picked before it blooms and has the highest water content.
Moreover, lichens can still bloom after being picked, but once they bloom, their water content drops sharply.
This is not an item that can be stored for a long time. The poor collect some for emergencies.
It is worthless and the quantity is small, so it is difficult for people to collect it, and it is also difficult for people to sell it.
So some acquaintances discussed it, got together to sell it, and calculated the small accounts later.
During this process, it is inevitable for both parties to exchange a few words of communication.
Until Qu Jianlei complained intentionally or unintentionally, "Every grocery store doesn't sell lichen... I look down on small businesses."
"For a big shot like that, is this a business?" replied a down-and-out woman.
"Your old cripple here..." Qu Jianlei said halfway, "Oh, he went to the settlement to enjoy the blessings?"
"Dead," the down-and-out woman replied nonchalantly.
"Really?" Qu Jianlei was really surprised, "How did you die?"
He was indeed not very good at dealing with others, but in his mind, his reaction should be quite normal.
The down-and-out woman moved her mouth before speaking. The man next to her snorted, "Shut up."
Then he glanced at Qu Jianlei before continuing to lecture the woman, "You don't understand what you can say and what you shouldn't say?"
The woman looked resentful, but finally stopped talking.
Qu Jianlei became more and more curious, and couldn't help but ask again, "What big shot did you offend?"
This was his problem. He knew he should ask in a roundabout way, but he couldn't help his curiosity.
He usually pays attention to control, but this time, his brain really failed to control his mouth.
If ordinary people heard that he would continue to ask this question, they would definitely be wary: Are they here to inquire about information?
However, it happened that the man who lectured was not an ordinary person. He had been at the bottom for a long time and had seen too many evil deeds.
He felt that the other party's reaction was purely curious - whose spy would be so stupid?
If the other party didn't continue to ask, he might still be a little suspicious, but now... the other party is just a fool.
So he coughed dryly, "This... do you understand the rules for inquiring about information?"
What are the rules for snooping? Qu Jianlei thought for a moment and shook his head, "I'm just curious... I won't give you money!"
No matter what, he couldn't admit that he was seeking information, could he?
The man felt more and more that this guy was no longer a spy - where could such an upright spy exist?
He lowered his voice and spoke, "Our lichen is considered half... Is this a small matter okay?"
In order to prevent the other party from rejecting it, he also threw out temptations, "Let me tell you, this news is very important and it really gives you an advantage."
"Listen to what I have to say, and remember not to tell anyone else, otherwise I will die, but you will die before me."
At the end of the sentence, he actually used suggestive words - I know you will agree.
