The male supporting character was actually myself.

"See that? This is the supplies we got in exchange for a gold bracelet! It's worthless to you, but in my hands, it can be put to great use and bring us huge profits!"

Chen Luoqi had thought of his words for a long time, with the aim of making the other party more motivated to look for gold bars and bricks outside.

Jiang Chen then slowly opened the small window and glanced at it, still saying indifferently, "For the people of the wasteland world, gold itself has no value. But finding it requires paying a high price, and that price gives gold its corresponding value."

Especially since pure gold needs to be found in ruined cities, the energy consumed along the way and the monsters and raiders encountered require taking great risks. If the profit from selling gold in another world isn't much to resell here, then I have no reason to engage in such a transaction.

Chen Luoqi, who was obsessed with getting rich, ran into another tough snag. He was already seething with hatred for the owner of the safe house. Damn it, how come he hasn't been killed by the monster yet?

"Hehe, look at all this food, it's all of very good quality!" He patted the flour sack with a smile, enticingly saying, "There must be people in the wasteland who are too poor to afford food. We can hire a group of laborers to look for gold. Or, we don't even need to go out of our way to look for it; we can just bring back a few gold bars when we go out on business. Wouldn't these supplies be like a free gift?"

Jiang Chen sneered inwardly, "Ha, you're not stupid after all!"

"Then let me inspect the goods first and see what the quality of food in your world is like." He made sure the other party could see his actions clearly, and with a light grab of his right hand, a bag of rice bound with rope disappeared into thin air!

Chen Luoqi: (キ｀?Д?')!!

It's happened again! The superpowers evolved by humans in the wasteland!

I wonder what this guy's ability is, telekinesis? But last time he clearly...

He recalled the fear of being gripped and scratched by something unseen, looked down at his still-healing, fragmented wounds, and felt his heart pound.

"Your rice isn't good quality." Jiang Chen ripped open the bag and grabbed a handful, his tone full of dissatisfaction. "This shouldn't be the case. Even if your technology isn't as advanced, your rice should still be grown in pure soil. How come it's so much worse than our rice?"

Jiang Chen grabbed a handful of rice and showed it to Chen Luoqi before putting it into the food maker.

A few seconds later, he conjured up a bowl of steaming hot rice out of thin air.

"Look, this is the rice you brought. The grains are loose, the color is dull, and it has almost no aroma. Now look at the rice we've cultivated..."

Jiang Chen selected high-quality rice and cooked another serving. The rice was crystal clear, uniform in size, and had a wonderful aroma, making the difference in quality immediately apparent.

"This..." Chen Luoqi was stunned into silence.

Can people in a wasteland still be called human?

What strange and wonderful superpowers have they all evolved!

It can retrieve objects from a distance, cook with bare hands, and even launch physical attacks. No wonder it can live such a carefree life even in the wasteland.

How terrifying must the monsters outside be to evolve? Enough to make someone like him with powerful superpowers wary!

I wonder if there are any drugs that can enhance physical strength or stimulate the development of superpowers. If not, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for me to conquer the wasteland world...

It's probably a quality issue with the rice; it's definitely our fault.

In order to make more profit, they chose the cheapest option. They thought that people in the wasteland were lucky to have anything to eat, but who knew they would be so picky?!

I risked my life to get this, and people still look down on it. For a moment, Chen Luoqi even wanted to give up.

But then he thought that selling gold was a quick and easy way to make money. If he could spend more time getting to know the other party and fool them, he might become a billionaire in an instant. He took a deep breath, suppressed his dissatisfaction, and said with a forced smile, "You have to think of it this way. The gold bracelet is just a piece of junk if you leave it, but after you gave it to me, you exchanged it for so many supplies! The quality may be average, but you can still make a profit no matter how you resell it!"

"The problem is we can't get a good price for it." Jiang Chen sighed and reached out again, and the little white cat, working in perfect harmony, delivered a box of canned food to him.

"Canned luncheon meat? It's all starch, where's the meat in that?"

"The bread isn't very fresh."

"The Xiaomi product's color is rather dark; has it been in stock for a long time?"

"The cookies are alright, but there are too many additives..."

…………

After criticizing each item, Jiang Chen frowned slightly, pretended to calculate for a moment, and then nodded, saying, "After deducting the energy consumed in transporting the goods to the market, the profit from this deal is barely acceptable. Is the quality of food in your world that bad? Or are you just unwilling to spend a high price to buy supplies?"

Chen Luoqi chuckled sheepishly and scratched his head. "The main problem is that the gold bracelet isn't very big. You know, where we live, the price for buying back gold is lower than the price for selling it..."

He assumed that the other party, being a native of the wasteland world who only knew how to barter, couldn't possibly understand anything about currency prices, so he said recklessly, "A gold bracelet sells for 15,000, how much can you buy with that? If you're looking for high quality, you'd need at least half that amount!"

The recycling price was 15,000. Jiang Chen glanced down at the label on the can and immediately got a general idea of ​​the prices of items in the other world.

"Host, how about I take his time-traveling artifact?" The fluffy little creature squatted on the pile of supplies, its big eyes fixed on the protagonist's bulging jeans pockets, and meowed, "Let's try time-traveling too! Without middlemen taking a cut, wouldn't that benefit everyone more?"

Jiang Chen had considered it, but in the original story, Chen Luoqi never took anyone with him to another world until the very end. Therefore, he was a little worried that his rash actions might violate the established rules.

After all, the other party is the chosen one, and they can travel around every day without being caused by bacteria or viruses. What if the virus I carry causes a large-scale infection?

He didn't want to take such a risky gamble.

"Did you use all the money from selling the gold bracelet to buy supplies?" Jiang Chen pretended to think seriously for a moment and then explained, "If you didn't keep any profit for yourself, then let's end our transaction here. I'll transport these things to the market and sell them; the profit won't be very high."

If I were to split it with you, it wouldn't be worth all this trouble.

If you've set aside a profit margin beforehand, all proceeds from selling these supplies will be mine, so you can consider trying a few more times. However, you'll probably have to wait a few days; I need time to sell the goods and search for the gold.”

The gold bracelet sold for 15,000 yuan. The 10,000 yuan covered the cost of materials and shipping, and another 1,000 yuan was spent on renting a warehouse. The warehouse can be used for another month, so there won't be any extra cost next time. I made about a third of the profit on this trip. This job is pretty good!

Chen Luoqi did a quick calculation and found that it was much faster to make money than working hard. No matter what happened, at least the result was good. So he immediately patted his chest and told him not to worry about his profit. Everything that was sold would belong to him.

In addition, he earnestly told the other party that it was okay if they didn't have gold bars for the time being, as jewelry, jade and other precious stones could be used for the transaction.

"If I'm lucky, I can get a few pieces of top-quality jade or gemstones and diamonds, put them at an auction, and sell them for hundreds of millions. Isn't that a piece of cake?" After returning from his travels, Chen Luoqi thought to himself that he should buy a complete set of books on jewelry appraisal to study, and go back to his little nest tonight for a good night's sleep!

I'm sure I'll find more treasures next time I go to the wasteland; it'll be worth more than a gold bracelet.

Chapter Eleven: The Temptation of Vegetable and Minced Meat Porridge

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Chapter Eleven: The Temptation of Vegetable and Minced Meat Porridge

As night was about to fall, the area outside Jiang Chen's safe house suddenly became lively.

Three transport vehicles were escorted to the mountainside by a row of cool, self-modified motorcycles.

"Brother Chen, I've brought the refugees back!" Guan Xiaoyue opened her communicator to contact the shelter, while cautiously watching the movements of the vehicles and motorcycles.

Originally, she only wanted to find two people to protect her safety, but she didn't expect that on the way to the Wild Wolf Gang, she would hear that a cannery had already made preparations to double-cross the gang and lay in ambush on the road. She would bid for the refugees and a large amount of equipment and transport vehicles for free without spending a penny.

That's more than two hundred lives at stake! Guan Xiaoyue didn't dare take the risk, so she had to spend a lot of money to get the entire Wild Wolf Gang to escort the transport vehicle.

Sure enough, they were ambushed not far from Liuli City.

Fortunately, the Wild Wolf Gang members were brave and skilled in battle, and after a fierce fight, they led the transport truck to successfully break through the encirclement. The fierce female leader, Sister Yan, even led a commando team in a counterattack, and it seems they obtained quite a few spoils of war.

Having finally reached their destination, Guan Xiaoyue couldn't afford any problems at the last hurdle, so she remained on edge and dared not relax.

"Wait a moment, I'll open the outer passage." Jiang Chen had already learned about the situation outside through his soul artifact, and he got up to open the two outermost doors.

The original owner intended to take in refugees when establishing the shelter, so it was easy to accommodate only about two hundred people.

The transport vehicle was equipped with a safety extender. The driver, upon receiving instructions, extended the extender to cover the shelter door before slowly opening it. Simultaneously, an internal loudspeaker reminded them, "After disembarking, follow the passageway into the shelter. Disinfect yourself and follow the shelter supervisor's orders. Do not push or shove. Obey instructions or you will be thrown out to feed the monsters!"

The train carriage was filled with refugees with blank expressions.

There were men, women, and children, but they were all skin and bones, their faces ashen. They knew that once they were removed from the shelter, they would never see their loved ones left behind again; what awaited them was either even more arduous labor or certain death!

To resist? To struggle?

A group of refugees who had been without even the worst nutritional supplements for two days and had never experienced not being hungry had long been completely numbed by the cruel system in the shelter.

They had even given up thinking; no matter where they were sent, they knew they wouldn't live long. In this world… death might be a better release. Therefore, the driver's shouts were completely unnecessary; the refugees were trembling with fear and had no strength left to push or shove.

Everyone mechanically stepped off the train and followed the person in front, slowly moving forward in the direction of the extender, like a group of walking corpses.

The eyes of the children, who should have been full of life and hope, were also dull. They cried their hearts out when they were chosen to part from their loved ones, but soon they had no strength left to cry or make a fuss.

Without any nutrients or water, the children, whose lips were almost cracked from dryness and who had never been bathed since birth, dragged their swollen feet and wandered aimlessly among the adults.

The disinfectant mist hissed and sprayed continuously, making the air humid. The refugees, driven by their bodies' extreme thirst, paid no attention to the pungent smell of the disinfectant, opening their mouths wide to try and get as much moisture as possible to relieve their thirst.

"These people are so pitiful!" The fluffy little dumpling wiped her eyes with a small handkerchief. "No wonder the refugees in the original story were so loyal to the protagonist, even willing to put their bodies in front of guns when in danger. Anyone who has lived such a miserable life would be absolutely loyal if they met a kind person who could feed and clothe them!"

Jiang Chen's expression was solemn. He could guess that the refugees would be miserable since the original plot only briefly mentioned them, but he never expected them to be this miserable.

It's no wonder that when the protagonist encountered a crisis, most of these unarmed and physically weak refugees were killed or injured.

For the original plot, arranging a crisis can make the plot more dramatic and eye-catching, allow the protagonist to conquer the beauty, kill a group of useless refugees to save food, and show the cruelty of the wasteland world. It can be said to have multiple benefits.

But now the protagonist is destined to be nothing more than a porter; if he doesn't perform well in the updated storyline, he might not even qualify to be a porter.

I must find a way to save these people's lives while expanding my power and influence even faster than in the original storyline!

The previous plot was ultimately just to serve the protagonist, allowing him to level up step by step by defeating monsters and gradually conquering various refuges, expanding his city, and recruiting all kinds of talents when needed.

Since the script is about to change, we naturally need to move faster to save more people.

"Line up and walk through this gate to enter the shelter. Following the signs on the wall, each person should first collect two bottles of water. After drinking, place the bottles in the designated area, then go to the communal shower room to wash and change into clean clothes. Note: The water used for showering is not for drinking!"

Jiang Chen used a pre-prepared loudspeaker to continuously play recordings. The walls of the communal shower room were also thoughtfully decorated with instructional pictures, explaining the washing process and the uses of various bottles and jars.

With a large number of people, he worried that they would be difficult to manage, so he could only use a combination of kindness and strictness.

Rules are posted everywhere – those who steal items, bully the weak, or fail to meet hygiene standards will be thrown out of the shelter.

Even young children know that once they lose the protection of a shelter in the wasteland, they will be turned into monsters by radiation or eaten by monsters, so this kind of assertion is still very effective.

The refugees had long been desensitized to supervision; their greatest skill was obedience.

"Water..." The old man at the front of the line saw the endless rows of bottled water and his eyes lit up!

His instinctive thirst quickened his pace, and he stumbled forward, obediently taking two bottles under Jiang Chen's watchful eye. He then easily unscrewed the other bottle, tilted his head back, and gulped it down in one go, not wanting to waste even the last drop. He sipped the water for a while to make sure no more water dripped before putting down the bottle and opening the second one.

They lined up one by one to get water, and while there were occasional minor conflicts due to a combination of kindness and strictness, nothing serious happened.

They were then separated into different bathrooms according to their gender. The sound of rushing water and the filling of steam soon filled the entire shelter with a faint fragrance of toothpaste, soap, shampoo, and other similar products.

Apart from the six people who died from illness due to the bumpy road, the remaining 231 people were all transferred into the shelter. Guan Xiaoyue breathed a slight sigh of relief as she watched the driver take his remaining payment and drive away.

"Young lady, as promised, you'll get the remaining half of your payment after escorting me to the station. Now, let's settle the bill!"

Zhang Yan, the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang, straddled a roughly assembled motorcycle and gestured with his chin, saying, "It's getting late, and it'll take us quite a while to get back. Monsters roam the wasteland at night, and the previous battle was too intense, which consumed a lot of our energy. Let's not waste any more time."

Just as Guan Xiaoyue was about to pay her for the remaining supplies, she heard Jiang Chen's voice coming through her earpiece, "The entire Wild Wolf Gang has been mobilized? In that case, please invite them in. Tell them I want to thank them for protecting me, and that they'll cover all my food and lodging tonight."

"Are you inviting us in?" Zhang Yan glanced cautiously at the half-open door of the shelter on the first floor, then laughed heartily, "Who knows if you're a cannery? We're just doing business and getting supplies, it's that simple. Stop with the nonsense, settle the bill and let's go back."

As she spoke, she raised the semi-automatic rifle she had modified herself and aimed it at Guan Xiaoyue.

The other party was not flustered at all, and even showed off the basket on his back. "Actually, when I went out, I didn't expect that just a group of refugees would be targeted by so many people. I didn't have that many supplies, so I talked to you about paying half first and then paying the other half after we safely arrived at our destination."

If you're worried about a trap, you can simply send one person in with me first to retrieve the supplies and check the situation. Once you've seen it, you'll know I have no ill intentions.