Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 274: Will not turn back until hitting the southern wall

Chapter 274: Will not turn back until hitting the southern wall

It was pretty interesting.

Their expressions, just like a spilled paint palette, were really colorful, which was too amusing.

Murong loved to watch.

"Boss, this kid is too arrogant. Can’t we really kill him?" Killing him would make his supplies cheap for them.

"You think I don’t want to? We’ve tried, but we can’t beat him." The boss really wanted a cigarette, he wanted it too, those supplies, he saw, those supplies had cigarettes.

There were actually cigarettes.

Good cigarettes at that.

This one, called Murong, was clearly no ordinary man.

Not just a simple Superpower User.

Sure enough, last time he and his people tried to intercept Murong, Murong wiped them all out in an instant.

Didn’t kill them, just knocked everyone down.

He suffered heavy losses and didn’t even get a single hair.

Later he chose a man who looked slightly anxious to go and deceive.

He must have been out of his mind at the time, actually thinking that Murong might have a sympathetic heart.

But he didn’t at all.

All that effort was wasted.

He was busy for half the day and didn’t get a single cigarette.

This boss, unlike the Salted Fish Boss, was a real boss who relied on himself to become one.

The boss used to love smoking and had a nicotine addiction, so after the apocalypse, he was also crazily collecting all kinds of cigarettes.

He even grew tobacco plants, and he even caught mutated tobacco leaves.

But, you see, those mutated plants had become cunning and had recently escaped.

So the boss had no cigarettes to smoke.

He was very sad, so seeing the cigarettes this time, he couldn’t wait.

Then he got beaten up.

His face was swollen.

But still, he wanted cigarettes.

A life without cigarettes was not perfect.

That was what the boss thought.

"We can’t do anything about that damn kid." They couldn’t beat him at all.

The boss wasn’t the kind who wouldn’t turn back unless he hit the wall. He knew when to cut his losses.

"Then let’s get more people," his lackey urged him.

"No, it’s not much use finding more. We already can’t beat him with so many. If we have more people, we might be able to win, but Murong looks like he can run. After we beat him, he’d just take the supplies and run off. Still no use." His cigarettes would still be gone.

"But..." the lackey was reluctant.

So many supplies.

If he could get his hands on them...

The lackey fantasized for a moment.

It would be wonderful.

He was even less willing to give up.

But fantasies are beautiful, reality...

They still couldn’t beat him, they still had no way to handle Murong.

Murong was thriving with his sales, listen to a basketful of stories, and he was certainly not emo anymore.

Listening to stories, gossip, and all sorts of interesting talks was the best cure for Murong’s emo.

Anyway, Su Yinhe felt that this tactic of hers was working very well.

Her recent dates were going smoothly.

Fangfang’s online romance was also going well.

They were all having a smooth, joyful time.

Murong was also very happy.

Does that count as killing three birds with one stone?

Su Yinhe pondered this question, and as she thought more about it, she felt a bit foolish for even considering such a thing.

Was she being influenced by Murong?

Su Yinhe was pondering.

Huh?

She was thinking about more bizarre things again.

Why did she have to overthink? She had to focus on dating.

Forget it, forget it, just cast it all out of her mind.

Lin Murong set up his stall with such joy that he forgot all his troubles.

He was selling in a buyers’ market, which meant he could do whatever he wanted, and the buyers were all supportive of him.

They showered him with various kinds of excessive praises and told him stories.

No wonder Galaxy had once so enjoyed being flattered and praised like that; even though those praises were obviously false and made up.

But now, he understood, false or not, they were comforting to hear.

From not understanding to understanding, and then to enjoying, it only took Lin Murong a few days.

He was so happy, especially because he had a customer who was particularly good at telling jokes.

When this customer spoke, his upper lip would touch his lower, and out would come a joke.

All kinds of jokes, Lin Murong loved listening to them.

Listening made him so happy that he felt as if he were spiraling into the sky.

He was too happy.

Questioning Galaxy, he became Su Yinhe.

He indeed was a fickle person.

But what did it matter? Being happy was all that was important.

Lin Murong was very open-minded.

Today, while at his stall, he encountered a person who was particularly interesting to talk to.

This person could perform cross-talk and was quite good at it.

He was also very enthusiastic when performing, which Lin Murong enjoyed, so after he finished, he even gave him some extra food.

This made him talk even more.

"Will you come again next time? I still have a lot to say."

"Come, come, come, I’ll come every day," he had no partner and plenty of time.

He spent every day here passing time.

"Great, great, I’ll definitely come tomorrow." A few words of cross-talk, and all this food for free? What a steal.

As the man walked away, he looked back three times, obviously reluctant to leave.

That look in his eyes, so intense, gave Lin Murong a chill up his spine.

Huh~

Lin Murong touched the goosebumps that had formed on his skin.

Scary.

Scary~

Wang Xiaoqi, holding a Crystal Core in her hand, was particularly nervous and anxious.

She had heard a few days ago that there was a fool here, exchanging goods for Crystal Cores.

And not just high-level Crystal Cores, even ordinary ones would do.

At first, her reaction was that someone must be spreading rumors.

She didn’t pay much attention.

Later, her friend also heard about it and took a Crystal Core, inviting her to go together.

But Wang Xiaoqi still thought it was fake and even advised her friend not to go, saying it was a waste of time.

However, her friend really did exchange goods for the Crystal Core.

With just a little Crystal Core, her friend exchanged for a lot of food.

At this point, Wang Xiaoqi started to feel grateful that her friend was resolute and didn’t listen to her, going ahead and exchanging the Crystal Core for goods.

Otherwise, she would still think it was fake.

After her friend really made the exchange, she immediately came and told her.

Wang Xiaoqi, seeing the food her friend got, was green with neither jealousy nor deep envy.

Her friend said one more word, and she grabbed the Crystal Core and rushed over.

Goods, food.

She wanted them too.

She wanted them too!!!

Lin Murong’s place was crowded, with a very long queue, and Wang Xiaoqi waited a long time before it was her turn.

By the time it was her turn, she still felt it was unreal.

She watched the person in front of her, spoke a few words, handed over some Crystal Cores, and got a lot of goods in exchange.

She felt like she was dreaming.

Was she really not dreaming?

So much food.

Could she really get it just by offering some ordinary Crystal Cores?

Wang Xiaoqi approached on wobbly legs, her whole body trembling, her legs, her hands, even her teeth...

There wasn’t a part of her that wasn’t shaking.

Even her voice trembled as she spoke.