I became the Martial Saint of the Wasteland

More allies.

A stronger power network.

A stronger camp.

These three points are Rosen's biggest goals recently.

“Tuk tuk tuk…”

A crisp knock on the door sounded.

Outside the small door formed by a temporary fence, Qi Mu waited quietly.

Her mental power had already sensed that this place was covered with a layer of lead cloth.

Although there is nothing special about the structure of lead.

However, the atomic number and density of lead are relatively high, and the material cost is relatively low. In many environments, lead is used as a radiation protection material.

And lead itself is not radioactive.

The same effect can also be reflected in resistance to mental penetration.

Of course, lead is not the best radiation-resistant material, but it is one of the most readily available.

In fact, if Qi Mu wanted to peek, he could forcefully penetrate with his mental power by spending some effort.

But doing so would definitely alarm Rosen.

After all, changes in mental power cannot deceive people.

After knocking gently, she waited patiently for Rosen's response.

"come in."

A gentle voice appeared, and Qi Mu pushed open the temporary partition door.

Only then did he discover that a gravity cabin was actually deployed inside.

Rosen was sitting cross-legged on the concrete floor not far away, playing with a prismatic crystal.

"Qi Mu, try to see if you can absorb the liquid inside."

He waved and urged Qi Mu to come quickly.

Because Rosen is also curious about the results.

When Qi Mu heard this, he didn't dare to delay. He took three steps at a time and came to him and sat down cross-legged.

"what should I do?"

she asked curiously.

Rosen picked up the vibrating cutting saber next to him and began to talk about some key points.

"The liquid here is made of spiritual power, but there is some pollution. I have removed it through special means."

"As long as the shell is broken, the liquid inside will quickly return to spiritual power and escape."

"Now listen carefully to every word I say, and you will turn your spiritual power into a net bag."

"Then try to swallow up the ownerless spiritual power bit by bit and turn it into a part of yourself."

"I can't provide you with a reference for this process. If you have any abnormalities or special feelings, remember to stop in time and tell me."

Rosen's words made her become serious.

Qi Mu has no knowledge of the sea, and his own spiritual power does not belong to the god-refining system, so naturally he cannot rely on running the god-refining technique to absorb those ownerless mental powers.

He could only see if Qi Mu could use his strength to perform miracles.

"I see…"

"I will try it carefully as you ask."

Qi Mu already knew Rosen's real name.

However, when the two get along on a daily basis, she still rarely mentions Rosen's name.

After getting her prepared reply.

Rosen immediately activated the vibrating cutting saber, and immediately made a small incision on the prismatic crystal in his hand that had absorbed the weak divinity.

After shaking slightly for a few moments, misty spiritual power escaped.

At this time, Qi Mu had also closed his eyes and tried his best to mobilize his mental power to turn into a net bag according to Rosen's instructions to restrain the escaped ownerless mental power.

Rosen did not interfere with her, and his spiritual thoughts were extremely restrained.

After about two or three minutes, Qi Mu helplessly shook his head.

"no……"

"Although my mental power can trap them, it cannot swallow them."

"The two are simply incompatible with each other."

Qi Mu reported the truth truthfully.

Rosen put the crystal that he had just cut back on.

Another piece of lead mesh tape was put on.

Doing so can greatly slow down the escape rate of liquid from the opened crystal.

"Then I understand."

"I will think of another solution during this time."

"As soon as there is a breakthrough, I will notify you immediately."

Rosen nodded slightly. It seemed that he still had to put his hope of dealing with these prismatic crystals in the Bahuang Realm.

"Okay, I'll leave first." Qi Mu stood up and said goodbye.

The two of them didn't exchange too many pleasantries.

Ever since Jiangcheng encountered the alien wave, the relationship between Qi Mu and Rosen has changed a lot.

It's a little more business-like and stiff, and a little less natural or sympathetic like a friend.

Because Qi Mu guessed that Rosen was also a visitor from a foreign land, she had previously resonated with him.

But now she has become the link between the Explosive Oil Crew and Rosen.

This puts more responsibilities on our shoulders.

After Qi Mu left, Rosen summed it up seriously.

Then he stood up and walked towards the warehouse where materials were transferred.

Many things in the wasteland have come to an end for the time being.

The deal with Ottok will take time.

He doesn't need to worry too much here.

Therefore, Rosen was planning to return to the Bahuang Realm for a few days. The subsequent transactions would require a large amount of pure food.

The arrangements in the camp were settled, and there was nothing to worry about for at least three to five days, so he left simply this time and found an excuse to go out.

Then he activated [Time Travel] in the ruins dozens of kilometers away and disappeared.

No one has any trace of Rosen.

He is like an unpredictable wind.

It has brought some new variables to the withered wasteland.

…

Three days later.

Eight desolate realms.

Xiangjiang Island, Kowloon Harbor Cang District.

Rosen walked briskly on the muddy road after a rainy day wearing a high-collar trench coat and a fashionable Holmburg felt hat.

There was no trace of mud on his trouser legs or shoes.

There was also a long-handled black umbrella in his hand.

The port looked a bit desolate after it had just rained.

Recently, for some reason, Angeli has reduced its dumping of goods to Tianqing.

This caused many port cities along the coast to suddenly become depressed.

In addition to the unloading point, the entire port area is composed of hundreds of large and small arc-top warehouses.

These warehouses use old-fashioned patterned glass, which looks a bit mottled.

The constant erosion of the sea breeze is enough to turn any metal products on the building into rust.

The Tiejin Chamber of Commerce, which has been listed for less than four months, is located among these warehouses.

The large sign above became rusty in just a few months.

This is one of the industries that Zhang Zhenyu laid out in advance under Rosen's instructions.

The stewards are all experts poached from nearby Xiangjiang Island.

The high salary and relatively simple work make the old managers flock to it.

When Rosen arrived at the entrance of the Tiejin Chamber of Commerce, there were two security guards in crooked uniforms leaning against the pillars beside the wooden fence, sleeping.

It is different from the harsh climate of the wasteland.

Even though it's already November, it's still very warm here in Xiangjiang.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the two security guards suddenly woke up.

"who?"

they shouted, raising their hands and raising their bolt-action rifles.

Rosen shook the Iron Man Martial Arts Association's token in his hand.

"Where are you from my boss?"

The two immediately put away their guns and asked cautiously.

Although this is just an industry secretly deployed by the Iron Man Martial Arts Association, all employees from inside to outside have been screened to know who their boss is.

Rosen nodded but did not speak.

The two of them looked at each other and chose to let them go.

One of them ran into the warehouse first.

Before Rosen came to the door, the small door next to the warehouse was opened first.

A rich, middle-aged man with a bloated body walked out of it.

He looked around to make sure there was no one following Rosen, and then he welcomed him in.

The wooden door was closed, and the first half of the warehouse was converted into an office.

The air is a bit stuffy and not very well circulated.

"It will take another twenty days for the next shipment to be transferred."

"My lord, Zhao Guangfa, I don't know who you are?"

The wealthy middle-aged man asked cautiously.

Rosen took off his velvet hat and looked at him calmly.

"I am the boss."

As he spoke, he took out another smaller token from his arms.

This token also has the logo of the Iron Man Martial Arts Association.

But its material is precious gold.

Lawson and Zhang Zhenyu had agreed upon it when they were discussing the follow-up layout.

The tokens within the Iron Man Martial Arts Association will be divided into four levels.

The lowest grade is the iron emblem, followed by the copper emblem and silver emblem.

The highest grade is the rare gold emblem.

Although this steward named Zhao Guangfa has never met Rosen, he also understands the secrets in this token.

He hurriedly invited him into the small room where he worked and lived daily.

He knew that there was an owner behind the Iron Man Martial Arts Association who was not short of money.

Zhao Guangfa nodded and led the way while shouting loudly.

"Zhao Si and Zhao Liu, where are they dead?"

"Hurry and bring me the good Pu'er tea on the cake!"

"Master, please!" When he turned to look at Rosen, his face changed again.

Rosen nodded lightly in disbelief and followed him into the house.

The layout here is relatively simple, with tables, chairs and benches.

Against the wall is a plank bed.

"Manager Zhao, do you usually live here?"

"Why don't you live in the city? The salary offered by the Chamber of Commerce is not low."

"And you seemed very nervous when I came just now."

Rosen took a look at the indoor layout and asked proactively.

It was his first time to come to Xiangjiang and he didn't know much about the situation here.

I only know that this is a heavily westernized place.

It is a place where East and West merge.

The Tianqing court had very little control over this place.

Nominally it was an English concession, and there was even a governor there.

The Tiejin Chamber of Commerce is relatively low-key here.

Hearing this question, Zhao Guangfa's expression turned bitter.

"My boss, a long-haired woman came here a few days ago. Do you know her?"

Rosen nodded, knowing that Zhao Guangfa was talking about Qin Yujiao.

"We know each other, what's wrong?"

"I'm just getting ready to meet her."

He sat on a chair, folding his arms and waiting for the next step.

"Ahem, that girl was fine when she first came here."

"Just two or three days ago, she entered the city and provoked the Governor's Mansion."

"Bring back Governor Xinna's concubine."

"Speaking of which, that girl's skills are really good. I heard that most of the Governor's Palace was demolished..."

"Now the patrol bureau in Xiangjiang is hunting her."

"I don't know who leaked the news and reported the news that Tiejin Chamber of Commerce took her in."

"Fortunately, I was more careful and asked the girl to hide in a secret base in the countryside in advance."

Zhao Guangfa wiped the sweat from his forehead and sounded nervous.

"What now?"

Rosen asked with a frown.

This Qin Yujiao really can't settle down.

"The storm should have passed."

"But it doesn't rule out that the Governor's Palace has hidden sentries in the surrounding area."

"After all, the governor has many vampires under his command."

"Steward Wang has been in the city these days to inquire about information."

Zhao Guangfa replied in an uncertain tone.

Rosen nodded and said nothing.

"I'm here to take a batch of goods away this time."

"Take that woman away by the way."

The warehouse here stocks an amazing amount of cans, milk powder, alcohol, etc.

It is enough to meet the needs of subsequent Rosen transactions.

In the past few months, the Tiejin Chamber of Commerce has been purchasing a large amount of related materials.

We have close cooperative relations with many foreign factories.

This is one of the reasons why the Governor's Mansion is afraid.

If it were another smaller chamber of commerce, I'm afraid it would have been copied long ago.

Rosen didn't care much about these trivial matters.

On average, a batch of goods is taken from here and sent to other warehouses in the mainland every half month.

There were four chambers of commerce established just to disperse inventories.

Most people simply cannot play this mode.

"OK…"

Zhao Guangfa quickly bowed.

"You can collect it now." Rosen took out the mustard seed bag and waved it in front of him.

"It's not over yet," he added.

"I am a god-refining monk."

This made Zhao Guangfa look astonished, and he finally knew how this man planned to take the goods away.

Without saying a word, he took Rosen to the warehouse without spending too much time verifying his identity.

Regarding this matter, Zhang Zhenyu had already given instructions.

The Tiejin Chamber of Commerce has a total of 29 warehouses, covering a total area of ​​nearly 50,000 square meters.

There are small warehouses and large overhead warehouses.

There are currently 21 warehouses filled with goods.

There are warehouse guards in every warehouse to keep away thieves and rats.

Due to the limited capacity of [Consciousness Space], I went back and forth several times to collect the goods from ten warehouses. This batch of goods was enough to trade in the wasteland for several months.

As for nitrogen-sealed vegetables and meat, they have to go back to Tianmen.

In addition, many other canned goods are also stored in several other chambers of commerce warehouses in the mainland.

Recently, foreigners have tightened trade restrictions, so these stocks have been put to great use.

When Rosen did this, he was well prepared for a rainy day.

It took most of a day to complete the transfer of goods.

Zhao Guangfa was unable to speak during the whole process, and it was unclear how Rosen took away so much goods.

We can only attribute everything to the power of the Mustard Seed Sumeru Bag.

After finally transferring the goods, it was already dark.

Qin Yujiao's secret hiding place is in the countryside, still some distance from the port area.

So he temporarily decided to meet Qin Yujiao tomorrow.

Before it was too late, he prepared to go to the city.

By the way, let’s also take a look at the cityscape of the Xiangjiang area.

After a few words of advice to Zhao Guangfa, Rosen left carrying a long-handled umbrella.

Halfway through the journey, it started to rain again.

Rosen shook his umbrella lightly, held it on his head, and listened to the sound of rain falling.

In fact, he can directly repel the rain with his spiritual thoughts, but there is no need to do so.

Because the consequences of doing so will only cause unnecessary trouble.

The thin curtain of rain and the slowly falling night obscured his figure.

Not far from Cangang, there were dim yellow kerosene street lamps shining.

...(End of chapter)