Fortunately for Lucius, he did not encounter any difficult dangers along the way.
not only that. When he walked near Beit Street, he happened to see the caravan from Boulder City unloading at the gate of Beit Street. Old man Walter, carrying a shotgun, stood aside smoking his homemade dry tobacco. Old Charlie was having a pleasant conversation with the leader of the caravan, while the scavengers helping him unload the goods under the gunman's surveillance.
The leader of the caravan was Mr. Li, whose full name he didn't know, but Lucius only knew that he was from Sewing Town. He had eight gunmen and twenty mutated yaks under his command. Every once in a while, he would bring people and animals to Beit Street to sell some supplies, and at the same time take away the 'special products' here.
In the wasteland, especially in urban areas, cars are not as reliable as animals. The roads are full of broken down cars and collapsed ruins. In addition, a large number of roads are neglected. The surface is severely chapped, and even the roots of vegetation have been drilled. Most wheeled vehicles cannot move at all. In contrast, donkeys, cows, and horses are all good things. Although they can't walk fast, there are almost no roads they can't walk.
The most important thing is that the price is low, the maintenance is simple, and the grass is 30 catties per 100 kilometers. Technology doesn't always work, at least here. Of course, if it is a long-distance trek across provinces, that is another situation.
Lucius once saw a half-wheel and half-track truck with a gun barrel as thick as a chimney standing on it, which has a punk art flavor. However, this kind of bulky truck generally does not drive into the city. It usually unloads outside the city, trades with small and medium-sized caravans active in nearby areas, and leaves when it is done.
Lucius noticed that there was actually a woman wrapped in a robe among the supplies transported to Beit Street this time. Her hands and feet are in shackles, and there are stripes printed on her ankles. Her delicate and white skin is not like a survivor in the wasteland, but more like an elf who walked out of games or movies.
In other words, 'Commodities' grown in petri dishes.
"Clone?" Lucius had only heard of the slave trade in Boulder City before, but this was the first time he saw it with his own eyes. However, this kind of 'luxury' can only be consumed by the mayor.
Lucius did not step forward immediately, but quietly waited for the transaction to be completed under the shadow of the ruins.
The 'caravans mans' were too busy to stop here. After loading the goods, Mr. Li reached into his arms, took out a few white chips, and threw them to the scavengers like beggars. Then, amidst the sound of grateful compliments, he, together with the gunmen, drove the mutant yaks loaded with big and small bags on the road.
Lucius followed at a distance and walked two streets. However, at this moment, the man who was following Mr. Li suddenly stopped and looked straight at him. Lucius was slightly surprised when he was discovered. There is at least a hundred meters between them, how did this guy find himself?!
However, since it has been discovered, it is meaningless to follow behind. Lucius came out of the ruins, first raised his hands to indicate that he was not malicious, and then walked over with a black plastic bag. At a distance of ten meters, he stopped under a crooked cafe signboard. For both parties, this is the safest distance.
If there is a conflict, the carbon nano body armor that I wear next to my body is enough to buy me at least five seconds to escape. As long as you don't get headshot...
"I'm not malicious, I just want to make a deal with you."
The man named Mr. Li squinted his eyes, and carried the shotgun in his hand on his shoulder.
"Are you a scavenger in Beit Street?"
"Lucius."
"I don't care what your name is, and we don't do small business." The man looked at the plastic bag in his hand with a playful look, "You'd better throw this thing to your old man named Charlie."
Lucius didn't speak, and opened the plastic bag, revealing the goods inside.
The man obviously knew the goods, and his expression froze. He obviously didn't expect that the plastic bag contained not waste parts and batteries, but such good things.
Lucius noticed that an imperceptible greed flashed in his eyes.
"Where did you get that?" the man asked.
Lucius looked at him and said calmly.
"The sewer, next to the mutated leech nest, but even if I tell you where it is, would you like to go?"
"Just a random question, don't mind."
The greedy look in his eyes subsided a little, the man handed the shotgun in his hand to his entourage, and walked in front of Lucius.
"How are you going to sell it?"
The recycling price on Beit Street is a little chip per 50g, but the real value of this thing is definitely more than that!
Lucius was silent for two seconds, and decided to take a gamble, quoting five times the price of the Beit Street recycling bin.
"Here is 2000g, I want 200 chips!
"Deal."
Seeing that the man only hesitated for a while before agreeing, Lucius immediately realized that his offer was still cheap. Sure enough, the price that the mayor of the bastard sold to these merchants must be more than that! These leeches cannibalize people without spitting out their bones!
Lucius silently greeted the mayor and his family members in his heart, wishing him not to be tough tonight.
"Make friends, my name is Liszt."
The man stretched out his right hand, swept away his previous arrogant attitude, and smiled on his face, "I rarely do business directly with scavengers, but you are an exception... I am very interested in you."
Neither humble nor overbearing, Lucius held his hand and shook it.
"Thank you, my name is Lucius."
"I know, you just said that."
Letting go, Liszt stared at Lucius and continued, "Then first of all, I hope that the old man named Charlie will not know about our transaction today."
Lucius said.
"Of course he won't know, and I don't want to cause trouble."
"Haha, you're a smart guy."
Satisfied with Lucius's answer, Liszt nodded with a smile and continued.
"I can pay you 200 chip points right now, but... anyway, you are using these chips to exchange things. Why don't you buy them directly from me, so as to avoid being caught by the middleman. There are some leftover materials here, I can how about 20% off for you?"
Lucius didn't believe his so-called 20% off nonsense. Anyway, he couldn't possibly know how much the goods on the backs of these cattle sold in Boulder City. However, as long as he sells it cheaper than Beit Street, he has no reason to refuse.
"I need a weapon, do you have any?"
"Of course, which one do you want?"
"Gun."
"Is that a gun?" Liszt touched his chin, "How about a 9mm bolt-action iron-barreled rifle? I only need 200 chips, and I can send you 30 bullets. If you buy additional bullets, 1 point is 1 chip, The price is absolutely fair.”
"20% off?"
"This is already a 20% discount. If you think it's too expensive, of course, I have cheaper ones here, such as an iron-pipe pistol worth 100 chips, with a caliber of 5mm. It's still very useful against predators, but it's not very recommended. Deal with aliens."
It's already 20% off.
I believe your ghost!
Lucius stared at him and said, "A 9mm bolt-action iron-pipe rifle plus 60 rounds. In addition to that, I need 20... no, 25 chips to buy food and other supplies."
Looking at Liszt who shrugged disapprovingly, Lucius continued to speak in a serious tone.
"There are more than 2 kilograms of mushrooms in the nest of the mutated leech, but I can only pick the ones near the nest... Do you understand what I mean?"
"You want me to invest in you?" Liszt looked at Lucius with interest, "Interesting."
Lucius said unmoved, "Why not? I bet, even at this price, you can still earn a lot. And if you promise me, next time I can bring ten times as much goods as today! Don't you feel tempted? "
Liszt was moved. Honestly, it's a really good proposition. Bring these two kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms to Boulder City, let alone a bolt-action iron-barreled rifle, you can buy ten of them. These country bumpkins living in the outer suburbs have no idea what anti-radiation agents and radiation suppressants mean to people living in the city. Good things, but they are all hidden near those nuclear bomb craters!
"Generally speaking, there are very few people who can take the chips out of my hands."
Liszt winked at his assistant and told him to go to the mutated yak next to him to take down an iron-barreled rifle and 60 rounds of ammunition.
"You are an exception."
Counting out 25 white chips from his pocket, Liszt handed them to Lucius together with those goods.
"What about 20 kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms? Consider it an investment. I'll wait for your news."
"I will come here again at the end of the month, and it should be the last time this year without accident."
"I hope to see you then."
Mutated leeches. No one wants to mess with that thing. God only knows how many nasty bedbugs are hiding in that thing's nest, and worst of all, ordinary penetrating fire is useless against them. The terrifying regenerative ability and vitality allow them to split into two new individuals after a short struggle even if they are cut off from the middle, not to mention opening a few small holes in their bodies. As for setting fire... Not to mention whether it can be ignited, even if it is ignited, valuable things will be burned together. Totally worth the candle.
"By the way, for 20 kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms, I'll count you as 2000 chips. You can order from me. There's no need to pick other people's leftovers."
Looking at Lucius who was fiddling with the weapon in his hand, Liszt reminded.
Lucius stopped what he was doing, looked at him and asked, "How do I know what you have."
Liszt snapped his fingers. The person beside him understood and handed over a boxy tablet computer.
"There are photos on it, swipe left and right to select... I won't teach you if you know how to use it. I guarantee that the quality of these goods is no problem, but I don't guarantee that the goods you actually receive look exactly the same as the photos."
Lucius, who took the tablet, glanced roughly and found that there are quite a lot of good things on it. Especially since he saw what he needed most.
"Have you chosen?" Looking at Lucius who was being selected, Liszt urged.
"I've chosen." Returning the tablet, Lucius looked at him and said, "A 10KW firewood generator, and a KV-1 powered exoskeleton."
"You have a good vision. Although the KV-1 is the basic model, it is also the most durable one. But what do you need a generator for? If you are worried about running out of power, you might as well buy a few more batteries. I provide a trade-in service here, which is very cheap .”
Generators are not cheap, one needs 1200 chips. In contrast, the KV-1 powered exoskeleton only needs 800 chips, and a supporting chemical energy battery is only 150 chips. No matter how expensive it is to replace a battery, it will cost less than a thousand And after buying this thing, where does he plan to put it? The exoskeleton can also be worn inside the clothes. Things like generators are not something that an ordinary scavenger can afford.
Seeing through Liszt's concerns, Lucius said.
"Don't worry, I won't take it back to Beit Street."
"I'm just asking casually. How you deal with it has nothing to do with me. Anyway, even if you say I sold it to you, I will not admit it. In the end, it is you who are unlucky." Liszt shrugged and glanced at it. The sky in the distance, "It's getting late, there will be a period later."
Lucius stopped him.
"Wait, I want to ask, is there a 20% discount on the things I ordered just now?"
Liszt laughed, and waved his hands without looking back.
"The price you see is after discount."
Lucius: "...Motherf*cker, Let's see how I will slaughter you profiteers in the future!"
Watching the caravan go away, Lucius also turned and left with a dark face.
Fortunately for Lucius, he did not encounter any difficult dangers along the way.
not only that. When he walked near Beit Street, he happened to see the caravan from Boulder City unloading at the gate of Beit Street. Old man Walter, carrying a shotgun, stood aside smoking his homemade dry tobacco. Old Charlie was having a pleasant conversation with the leader of the caravan, while the scavengers helping him unload the goods under the gunman's surveillance.
The leader of the caravan was Mr. Li, whose full name he didn't know, but Lucius only knew that he was from Sewing Town. He had eight gunmen and twenty mutated yaks under his command. Every once in a while, he would bring people and animals to Beit Street to sell some supplies, and at the same time take away the 'special products' here.
In the wasteland, especially in urban areas, cars are not as reliable as animals. The roads are full of broken down cars and collapsed ruins. In addition, a large number of roads are neglected. The surface is severely chapped, and even the roots of vegetation have been drilled. Most wheeled vehicles cannot move at all. In contrast, donkeys, cows, and horses are all good things. Although they can't walk fast, there are almost no roads they can't walk.
The most important thing is that the price is low, the maintenance is simple, and the grass is 30 catties per 100 kilometers. Technology doesn't always work, at least here. Of course, if it is a long-distance trek across provinces, that is another situation.
Lucius once saw a half-wheel and half-track truck with a gun barrel as thick as a chimney standing on it, which has a punk art flavor. However, this kind of bulky truck generally does not drive into the city. It usually unloads outside the city, trades with small and medium-sized caravans active in nearby areas, and leaves when it is done.
Lucius noticed that there was actually a woman wrapped in a robe among the supplies transported to Beit Street this time. Her hands and feet are in shackles, and there are stripes printed on her ankles. Her delicate and white skin is not like a survivor in the wasteland, but more like an elf who walked out of games or movies.
In other words, 'Commodities' grown in petri dishes.
"Clone?" Lucius had only heard of the slave trade in Boulder City before, but this was the first time he saw it with his own eyes. However, this kind of 'luxury' can only be consumed by the mayor.
Lucius did not step forward immediately, but quietly waited for the transaction to be completed under the shadow of the ruins.
The 'caravans mans' were too busy to stop here. After loading the goods, Mr. Li reached into his arms, took out a few white chips, and threw them to the scavengers like beggars. Then, amidst the sound of grateful compliments, he, together with the gunmen, drove the mutant yaks loaded with big and small bags on the road.
Lucius followed at a distance and walked two streets. However, at this moment, the man who was following Mr. Li suddenly stopped and looked straight at him. Lucius was slightly surprised when he was discovered. There is at least a hundred meters between them, how did this guy find himself?!
However, since it has been discovered, it is meaningless to follow behind. Lucius came out of the ruins, first raised his hands to indicate that he was not malicious, and then walked over with a black plastic bag. At a distance of ten meters, he stopped under a crooked cafe signboard. For both parties, this is the safest distance.
If there is a conflict, the carbon nano body armor that I wear next to my body is enough to buy me at least five seconds to escape. As long as you don't get headshot...
"I'm not malicious, I just want to make a deal with you."
The man named Mr. Li squinted his eyes, and carried the shotgun in his hand on his shoulder.
"Are you a scavenger in Beit Street?"
"Lucius."
"I don't care what your name is, and we don't do small business." The man looked at the plastic bag in his hand with a playful look, "You'd better throw this thing to your old man named Charlie."
Lucius didn't speak, and opened the plastic bag, revealing the goods inside.
The man obviously knew the goods, and his expression froze. He obviously didn't expect that the plastic bag contained not waste parts and batteries, but such good things.
Lucius noticed that an imperceptible greed flashed in his eyes.
"Where did you get that?" the man asked.
Lucius looked at him and said calmly.
"The sewer, next to the mutated leech nest, but even if I tell you where it is, would you like to go?"
"Just a random question, don't mind."
The greedy look in his eyes subsided a little, the man handed the shotgun in his hand to his entourage, and walked in front of Lucius.
"How are you going to sell it?"
The recycling price on Beit Street is a little chip per 50g, but the real value of this thing is definitely more than that!
Lucius was silent for two seconds, and decided to take a gamble, quoting five times the price of the Beit Street recycling bin.
"Here is 2000g, I want 200 chips!
"Deal."
Seeing that the man only hesitated for a while before agreeing, Lucius immediately realized that his offer was still cheap. Sure enough, the price that the mayor of the bastard sold to these merchants must be more than that! These leeches cannibalize people without spitting out their bones!
Lucius silently greeted the mayor and his family members in his heart, wishing him not to be tough tonight.
"Make friends, my name is Liszt."
The man stretched out his right hand, swept away his previous arrogant attitude, and smiled on his face, "I rarely do business directly with scavengers, but you are an exception... I am very interested in you."
Neither humble nor overbearing, Lucius held his hand and shook it.
"Thank you, my name is Lucius."
"I know, you just said that."
Letting go, Liszt stared at Lucius and continued, "Then first of all, I hope that the old man named Charlie will not know about our transaction today."
Lucius said.
"Of course he won't know, and I don't want to cause trouble."
"Haha, you're a smart guy."
Satisfied with Lucius's answer, Liszt nodded with a smile and continued.
"I can pay you 200 chip points right now, but... anyway, you are using these chips to exchange things. Why don't you buy them directly from me, so as to avoid being caught by the middleman. There are some leftover materials here, I can how about 20% off for you?"
Lucius didn't believe his so-called 20% off nonsense. Anyway, he couldn't possibly know how much the goods on the backs of these cattle sold in Boulder City. However, as long as he sells it cheaper than Beit Street, he has no reason to refuse.
"I need a weapon, do you have any?"
"Of course, which one do you want?"
"Gun."
"Is that a gun?" Liszt touched his chin, "How about a 9mm bolt-action iron-barreled rifle? I only need 200 chips, and I can send you 30 bullets. If you buy additional bullets, 1 point is 1 chip, The price is absolutely fair.”
"20% off?"
"This is already a 20% discount. If you think it's too expensive, of course, I have cheaper ones here, such as an iron-pipe pistol worth 100 chips, with a caliber of 5mm. It's still very useful against predators, but it's not very recommended. Deal with aliens."
It's already 20% off.
I believe your ghost!
Lucius stared at him and said, "A 9mm bolt-action iron-pipe rifle plus 60 rounds. In addition to that, I need 20... no, 25 chips to buy food and other supplies."
Looking at Liszt who shrugged disapprovingly, Lucius continued to speak in a serious tone.
"There are more than 2 kilograms of mushrooms in the nest of the mutated leech, but I can only pick the ones near the nest... Do you understand what I mean?"
"You want me to invest in you?" Liszt looked at Lucius with interest, "Interesting."
Lucius said unmoved, "Why not? I bet, even at this price, you can still earn a lot. And if you promise me, next time I can bring ten times as much goods as today! Don't you feel tempted? "
Liszt was moved. Honestly, it's a really good proposition. Bring these two kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms to Boulder City, let alone a bolt-action iron-barreled rifle, you can buy ten of them. These country bumpkins living in the outer suburbs have no idea what anti-radiation agents and radiation suppressants mean to people living in the city. Good things, but they are all hidden near those nuclear bomb craters!
"Generally speaking, there are very few people who can take the chips out of my hands."
Liszt winked at his assistant and told him to go to the mutated yak next to him to take down an iron-barreled rifle and 60 rounds of ammunition.
"You are an exception."
Counting out 25 white chips from his pocket, Liszt handed them to Lucius together with those goods.
"What about 20 kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms? Consider it an investment. I'll wait for your news."
"I will come here again at the end of the month, and it should be the last time this year without accident."
"I hope to see you then."
Mutated leeches. No one wants to mess with that thing. God only knows how many nasty bedbugs are hiding in that thing's nest, and worst of all, ordinary penetrating fire is useless against them. The terrifying regenerative ability and vitality allow them to split into two new individuals after a short struggle even if they are cut off from the middle, not to mention opening a few small holes in their bodies. As for setting fire... Not to mention whether it can be ignited, even if it is ignited, valuable things will be burned together. Totally worth the candle.
"By the way, for 20 kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms, I'll count you as 2000 chips. You can order from me. There's no need to pick other people's leftovers."
Looking at Lucius who was fiddling with the weapon in his hand, Liszt reminded.
Lucius stopped what he was doing, looked at him and asked, "How do I know what you have."
Liszt snapped his fingers. The person beside him understood and handed over a boxy tablet computer.
"There are photos on it, swipe left and right to select... I won't teach you if you know how to use it. I guarantee that the quality of these goods is no problem, but I don't guarantee that the goods you actually receive look exactly the same as the photos."
Lucius, who took the tablet, glanced roughly and found that there are quite a lot of good things on it. Especially since he saw what he needed most.
"Have you chosen?" Looking at Lucius who was being selected, Liszt urged.
"I've chosen." Returning the tablet, Lucius looked at him and said, "A 10KW firewood generator, and a KV-1 powered exoskeleton."
"You have a good vision. Although the KV-1 is the basic model, it is also the most durable one. But what do you need a generator for? If you are worried about running out of power, you might as well buy a few more batteries. I provide a trade-in service here, which is very cheap .”
Generators are not cheap, one needs 1200 chips. In contrast, the KV-1 powered exoskeleton only needs 800 chips, and a supporting chemical energy battery is only 150 chips. No matter how expensive it is to replace a battery, it will cost less than a thousand And after buying this thing, where does he plan to put it? The exoskeleton can also be worn inside the clothes. Things like generators are not something that an ordinary scavenger can afford.
Seeing through Liszt's concerns, Lucius said.
"Don't worry, I won't take it back to Beit Street."
"I'm just asking casually. How you deal with it has nothing to do with me. Anyway, even if you say I sold it to you, I will not admit it. In the end, it is you who are unlucky." Liszt shrugged and glanced at it. The sky in the distance, "It's getting late, there will be a period later."
Lucius stopped him.
"Wait, I want to ask, is there a 20% discount on the things I ordered just now?"
Liszt laughed, and waved his hands without looking back.
"The price you see is after discount."
Lucius: "...Motherf*cker, Let's see how I will slaughter you profiteers in the future!"
Watching the caravan go away, Lucius also turned and left with a dark face.
