Recruit black physique to start practice in the wasteland

About 500 kilometers away from the Luanshi camp, there is a small camp called Powei.

One day, a motorcycle came to the Powei camp. The rider was fully armed and wore a face scarf.

This kind of dress is very common in the wasteland. The wind and sand here are too big, so wearing a face scarf in the wild is really normal.

Of course, if you want to kill people and rob money, it is also convenient to have a face towel.

The rider bought some oil and water and turned back in the direction he had come.

There happened to be several hunters at the end of the slope, and the two motorcycles chased after them, but their reaction was a bit slow, and they lost track of each other.

The knight who came was Qu Jianlei, and Powei was already close to the range where the mutant beasts appeared, and he planned to stay here for a while.

He circled outside the camp to shake off would-be pursuers.

Then he chose a leeward place to make a temporary camp less than 30 kilometers away from the end of the slope.

Qu Jianlei was very insecure, and this mentality was always with him, even a temporary camp had to be dug into a refuge.

It took him a day and a half to dig out a semi-open shelter before starting his cultivation.

As a result, on the second night of practicing, a group of sand scorpions surrounded him, each half a foot long.

Qu Jianlei was overjoyed when he saw this. He was no stranger to this kind of sand scorpion. It was an ordinary insect that could be eaten, and the poison sac in its tail could be exchanged for money.

He was worried that he was running out of food and water, but he didn't have the money to buy it, and prey would come to his door unexpectedly.

The scorpion group is not small, there are hundreds of them densely packed.

He drew out his long knife and slashed and slashed. After working for almost an hour, he finally killed all the scorpions.

A few more scorpions escaped, but that didn't matter, the scorpion meat was enough to last him three or four days.

This is still the time when he is currently cultivating, and these scorpion meat is enough to support him for twenty days.

But after cleaning the battlefield, he thought of a question: what attracted these scorpions?

He thinks that the biggest possibility is the mutant beast crystal, because other than that, other items he owns are normal.

Even if there are a little more sand scorpions here, it shouldn't be that much more than the rocky camp.

It's a pity that the scorpion fled to death, and he could no longer find a live body for experiments.

But it doesn't matter, there are not many crystals in his hand.

This baby can not only help him practice, but also help him repair the body damaged by the transformation potion.

Up to now, he has been injected for more than 20 days, and he needs to receive at least four antidotes before he can survive.

He only received it twice, and the third time he took a little antidote and consumed some crystals to survive.

For 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 in any case, there are fewer and fewer foreign objects needed to repair the body, and he is confident that he can tide over the difficulties with his own strength.

With these scorpion meat, he began to practice extravagantly again, and the effect was significantly improved.

Three days later, only one-tenth of the scorpion meat was left, and he had to stop practicing—to make money.

The poison sac of the sand scorpion is a sought-after item, not to mention its high toxicity, but it can also alleviate some mutation trends.

It's a pity that nearly half of his poison sacs were damaged due to his random killing.

There is no way to do this. Although Qu Jianlei has developed a sense of Qi, he has no research on saber techniques.

When he was in Blue Star, he had the opportunity to learn some sword skills, but he himself was not interested.

Using some brute force now has achieved the goal, but the scene is a bit horrible.

However, it was precisely because a large amount of venom was leaked that it prevented other animals from coming.

Otherwise, how could Qu Jianlei cultivate so calmly?

The poison sacs he collected were only over four hundred, but they should be worth a small fortune.

Then he walked to the Powei camp, this time changing a face towel.

However, the grocery store in the camp is a bit dark, and they talk about the fullness of the poison sac, and try their best to keep the price down.

Qu Jianlei is not good at bargaining, so his attitude is: I will sell it if it rises by 30%, otherwise I will not sell it!

Even if it was 30% higher, it was far below his psychological expectations, but he didn't want to get tired of it anymore.

It's really exhausting, the grocery store owner only thinks that he can still bargain, so he continues to bargain.

Without saying a word, Qu Jianlei turned around and left.

The store owner watched him take a few steps with cold eyes, and realized that he was not joking, so he quickly chased after him, "My friend, you still..."

Before he could finish speaking, a dark muzzle was pointed at him, and the safety was also opened at the same time.

Qu Jianlei spit out two words expressionlessly, "Want to grab?"

"I...I didn't mean that," the shopkeeper laughed dryly and returned to normal, "I mean the price is still negotiable."

"That was just a more polite robbery," Qu Jianlei said lightly, "I finally offered a one-buy price..."

"If you agree, make a deal; if you don't agree, don't follow me, you will die!"

He didn't think he was threatening the other party, how dare he shoot!

There were very few vicious incidents in the wild camp, but he didn't plan to stay here for long, and he didn't have much affection for it.

Anyway, with his face covered, who knows who did it after he left?

Seeing him turn around again, a stern look crossed the shop owner's face.

But he still spoke loudly, "Stay, I agree!"

It doesn't matter if you don't agree, the sand scorpion venom sac is so hot now, he can make a lot of money.

And he was just begging for a living at Powei, so he couldn't grab it in front of everyone.

The price was set, and Qu Jianlei didn't take any money, but just exchanged some nutrients, water, and two first-aid kits.

For the others, he replaced them with ammunition.

In fact, in the end, he didn't have too many extra supplies, and these poison sacs only made up for the shortfall of the previous days.

"Cultivation is really costly," Qu Jianlei returned to the temporary camp, sighed, and started the motorcycle.

I can't stay here anymore, if I stay in one place for a long time, something will happen sooner or later.

The owner of the shop is obviously a difficult person. If he is missed by this kind of person, it is really... It's good to leave early.

What he thought was right, a day later, someone found this place, "So the sand scorpions are nearby?"

After Qu Jianlei left, he didn't know where to go for a while.

Thinking that he had suffered two antidote attacks, he suddenly became curious: What happened to the mine?

So he turned back on his motorcycle.

Hiding the motorcycle and all the supplies in the wild, he came to the camp where the old cripple was, wearing a face scarf.

But what surprised him was that the grocery store had changed owners!

He didn't go up to ask questions directly, but took out a rag and wrote a line on it.

"Large purchase of unflowered purple lichens"

Wasteland is not absolutely free of plant growth, but there are no big trees, few shrubs, more weeds, and more lichens.

The purple lichen has a fishy smell, but it has a high water content. If you are really hungry, you can survive by eating lichen.

However, if you eat too much of that thing, it becomes dilute, so many people accumulate purple lichen as a spare water bag.

Anyway, this thing is really worthless, and basically no one buys it specially.

Since he was willing to accept it, someone would naturally sell it, but it's a pity that no one has accumulated too many of these things.

The purple lichen is the most suitable for picking only before flowering, and has the largest water content.

Moreover, lichens can still bloom after being picked, but once they bloom, the water content drops sharply.

This is not an item that can be preserved for a long time. The poor collect some, but also for emergencies.

It is worthless and the quantity is small, it is difficult for those who take it, and it is not easy for those who sell it.

So people who are acquainted with each other discuss it, sell it together, and then calculate the small account later.

In this process, the two sides will inevitably exchange a few words.

Until Qu Jianlei complained intentionally or unintentionally, "Every grocery store doesn't sell lichens... look down on small businesses."

"Is that a business for a big man like that?" replied a down-and-out woman.

"You old cripple here..." Qu Jianlei said halfway, "Oh, he went to the settlement to enjoy the blessing?"

"Dead," replied the down-and-out woman nonchalantly.

"Really?" Qu Jianlei was really surprised, "How did you die?"

He is indeed not very good at dealing with people, but when he thinks about it, his reaction should be normal.

The desolate woman moved her mouth before she was about to speak, but the man next to her snorted coldly, "Shut up, you."

Then he glanced at Qu Jianlei before continuing to scold the woman, "What can be said and what should not be said, you don't understand?"

The woman looked resentful, but finally stopped talking.

Qu Jianlei became more and more curious, and couldn't help asking, "What kind of big shot did you provoke?"

This is where his problem lies. He knows that he should inquire around the bush, but he can't help his curiosity.

He usually pays attention to control, but this time, his brain did not control his mouth.

If ordinary people hear that he will continue to ask such questions, they will definitely feel vigilant: Is this here to inquire about news?

However, the man who gave the lecture was not an ordinary person. He had been at the bottom for a long time and had seen too many demons and monsters.

He felt that the other party's reaction was a pure curiosity-seeking mentality-whose spies 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 stunned young man.

So he coughed dryly, "This...do you understand the rules of inquiring about information?"

Rules for inquiring about news? Qu Jianlei thought for a while, then shook his head, "I'm just curious... I won't give you money!"

In any case, he couldn't admit that he was looking for news, could he?

The man felt more and more that this guy was no longer a spy—how could there be such an upright spy?

He lowered his voice and said, "Our lichens are counted as half... Is this trivial matter okay?"

In order to prevent the other party from refusing, he also threw out a temptation, "Let me tell you, this news is very important, and it is really cheap for you."

"After listening to me, you must remember not to spread it outside, or I will die, but you will die before me."

In the end, he actually used hints - I know you will agree.