Wasteland: My items are infinitely upgraded

After unloading the live horses, the entire chariot felt much more spacious.

Mainly, the eight young horses had taken up too much space. After freeing up the two auxiliary transport tricycles, each could carry more than a ton of goods.

After transferring most of the strengthened jerky piled up inside the chariot, there was finally room to lie down.

The return journey took more than ten hours, and the five people in the back row were cramped in the small space, like being squeezed onto a green-skinned train.

However, more important than comfortably lying down to rest, was to sell all the jerky and exchange it for the supplies and equipment needed by the team.

To prepare for the relic mission of Holy Spring in the future.

After obtaining the opportunity to go to the oasis from Father Su'an, Lin Feng returned and announced to everyone the good news that Holy Spring Village directly ordered a ton of strengthened meat, and then rode a tricycle loaded with jerky to the Logistics Management Department.

Here, he met the second acolyte in the village.

Unlike the previous acolyte in charge of evolution surgery, the acolyte in front of him was a rare woman, wearing a black robe with some white fabric, somewhat like a medieval nun's habit.

Conservative and serious type.

Moreover, this acolyte was a bit old, her aura fluctuating around the early stage of the first rank, her face full of fine lines, but her features were delicate, and she must have been very beautiful when she was young.

After Lin Feng explained his intention, the female acolyte called two monks, as well as another technical acolyte, to verify the ninth-level strengthened meat on the tricycle.

After confirming that everything was correct, she readily signed a purchase invoice specially for Holy Spring Church, as well as six silver church-exclusive point cards.

With the number 1000 printed on them.

"Take this invoice and go to the Holy Spring Village store manager at the guild, and he will help you exchange these six thousand points."

After weighing a ton of jerky, the acolyte instructed.

Lin Feng nodded and thanked her after receiving the point cards.

Because today was Holy Spring Day, school was closed after noon, and students could stay on campus or return to their homes in the other four villages.

Just return to school before the end of Holy Spring Day.

Looking at it this way, taking a day off every two and a half weeks is actually not bad. Compared to the cruel wasteland, being able to spend a carefree childhood in Holy Spring Village is already more comfortable than 99% of human survivors.

Lin Feng thought that Holy Spring Village was a closed school. After all, its existence is to cultivate and send a steady stream of new forces to the Holy Spring Church.

If you can go out once every half a month, it is not unacceptable for permanent residents of the other four villages.

Moreover, the only safe and stable upward promotion channel in Oasis Town is probably the church school established in Holy Spring Village.

All other routes require risking your life to earn.

However, Lin Feng saw that there were not many students leaving school while riding his bike.

Firstly, staying can get you two meals, and secondly, most of the students are orphans or newly awakened survivors.

The school and the church are their homes.

Lin Feng quickly caught sight of a familiar person. Old Huang's son, Huang Xinming, was saying goodbye to a small group. Today, he planned to go home, and Old Huang drove to pick him up in person.

At this time, the four children also noticed Lin Feng.

After all, tricycles are quite conspicuous in the village.

So Lin Feng called Huang Xinming over, took out a ten-kilogram piece from the remaining jerky after settling the bill in the carriage, and put it in Huang Xinming's cloth bag:

"A gift for your dad, take it."

Huang Xinming nodded, flattered, and ran towards the village entrance after thanking him.

Old Huang had taken care of Lin Feng and the others a lot before, especially when they first arrived on Holy Spring Day, helping to solve the team's accommodation problem.

Now that Lin Feng and the others have become successful, some ordinary ninth-level jerky is nothing more than an expression of gratitude.

Ten kilograms of jerky is enough for Old Huang to restore his state and energy, extend his life for several years, or promote a late-stage enhancer as an assistant.

Converted into fifty or sixty points, it is also a considerable income for the bottom permanent residents of the Fifth Village.

Of course, Lin Feng could give more. Chen Shanshan has also been taken care of by Old Huang a lot over the years, but everything has a limit. Sending ten kilograms is just a big gift…

…One hundred kilograms would be a disaster.

It is easy to be惦记(dian ji-remembered/targeted) by others and cause trouble.

After sending the little guy away, the small group dispersed to eat. Lin Feng was also preparing to leave when he suddenly noticed a little girl beside him, looking at him with anticipation.

"Sorry, I forgot about this!"

Lin Feng reacted and quickly apologized to the little girl.

Before leaving, Su Yueyue asked him to find a toad as a pet if he had the chance.

Originally, it was estimated that there might still be toads near the pool in the Rift Valley, but Old Duncan's reminder before leaving directly dispelled Lin Feng's idea of going to explore.

As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.

The best way to deal with the unknown is to stay away from the unknown.

Lin Feng is not the kind of person who courts death.

After reaching the top of Laoshan, according to the records left by the predecessors, the unknown monster in the Dead Water Pool is likely to be the body of Old Liu, one of the first survivors.

In order to wait for the mother and daughter to wake up, the other party did not hesitate to ensure the long-term existence of the Rift Valley water source at his own expense.

Now that six thousand years have passed and we have come to the Wasteland Millennium, the Taishan Shelter, which was nowhere to be found back then, may have been transformed into the Taishan Relic.

I don't know if Old Liu's wife and daughter survived.

And Old Liu, who has turned into a monster, may have lived for thousands of years, possibly related to the curse of the Lieyang Forbidden Zone.

"It's okay. Are you leaving again?"

Su Yueyue responded crisply, pulling Lin Feng back to reality from his trance.

The latter nodded and said:

"Going out for a while, I'll be back soon. After that, I have to go to the oasis with Father Su'an to deal with some things."

"Have you been to the oasis? It's just my first time, and I don't know what it looks like up there."

Su Yueyue showed a hesitant expression and shook her head:

"No, Dad never took me up there. Listening to him talk about the oasis, it doesn't seem like a good place…"

Lin Feng frowned slightly.

This is different from what he thought and the descriptions circulated among the wasteland people.

But Father Su'an must have his reasons for not letting his daughter go up.

It seems that the water on the oasis warship is also very deep.

"It's okay, go eat quickly."

Lin Feng replied with a smile, preparing to leave. He is not in the mood to eat now. He has to transfer the six thousand points he just got to his account first, and then deal with the remaining jerky as soon as possible.

Seeing that Lin Feng was in a hurry to leave, Su Yueyue hesitated to speak, and finally sighed softly as she watched the tricycle go away.

Today is Holy Spring Day, she wanted to go to other villages with Lin Feng to see, just like Huang Xinming.

But Su'an will definitely not agree.

Returning to the rock horse chariot next to the iron cage, Lin Feng then arranged the subsequent actions.

Ding Yi needs to be responsible for taking care of the two planting boxes, cultivating poisonous insects, raising rock horn horses, and improving domestication technology.

So she has to stay.

Lin Feng decided to let Liu Qian stay too. Both of them are only level twelve, and they can continue to eat thirteenth-level horse meat to improve their evolution level.

Moreover, the two of them can keep each other company.

Leaving the planting boxes and some high-level horse meat, the remaining five people boarded the chariot, left Holy Spring Village, and drove all the way to the Fifth Village in the back.

At this moment, the other four villages have also stopped and gradually formed four large camps.

But only the periphery of the Fifth Village has become a gathering place for wasteland people, and there is also the lively Holy Spring Fair on the right.

The slave owners in the last row arrived late, forming the last link of the fair.

Many wastelanders who can't survive will willingly sell themselves for a bite of food or a sip of water. Of course, there are also many wastelander squads that specialize in slave trading.

They often disguise themselves as normal teams, deceiving newly awakened survivors.

The demand for slaves among wastelanders is not large. The main daily customers of slave owners are actually the permanent residents of the four major villages.

For this reason, they will specifically train the slaves under their command according to the different needs of their customers.

When Lin Feng's team's chariot passed by, its unique shape was quite eye-catching in the crowd, immediately attracting a lot of attention.

When he encountered the slave owner he had traded with before, he politely took off his cowboy hat, walked forward, and greeted him warmly:

"Long time no see. If you need anything in the future, we can provide special customized services to meet your every need."

The experienced slave owner could tell at a glance that Lin Feng and his team had become powerful wasteland hunting team, high-end customers of Oasis Town.

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Not only do they spend a lot, but they are also very generous.

Lin Feng, sitting in the passenger seat, nodded and took a finger-thick thing handed over by the other party. He looked at it carefully, and it was tobacco wrapped in white paper.

It turned out to be a hand-rolled cigarette.

Lin Feng had seen this thing in the shops of the Farm Village.

An ounce of tobacco costs fifty points.

That's one point per gram.

And one point is one kilogram of ordinary dehydrated jerky.

Therefore, the price of cigarettes is so expensive that it can be called the most luxurious consumer product in the villages of Oasis Town.

After all, sea buckthorn wine also contains sugar and alcohol, so it can be considered half a grain, but tobacco leaves are only used to numb the nerves and have no other use.

It is purely an enjoyment.

Moreover, the cultivation process of this thing consumes a lot of fresh water. As early as the end of the old Earth, tobacco became a hot commodity. Lin Feng, the foreman of the construction team, could usually only get a few sticks from the general contractor or supervisor, which he usually gave to his team members to win them over.

He didn't expect to encounter someone handing out cigarettes again, and it would be from the hands of the most notorious slave owner in the wasteland.

But thinking of the other party's special identity,

Lin Feng was relieved.

After all, the wool comes from the sheep's back.

If slave owners want to sell at a high price, they must maintain a good relationship with their employers.

And an evolver and his wasteland hunting team are the most valuable high-net-worth clients in the wasteland.

They are not short of money, and they also need to vent their stress and relieve the tension on the line of life and death.

But for Lin Feng, his team already has enough women, and if he needs them, why bother going far away?

Moreover, he felt that he was the one who was losing out.

After politely accepting the cigarette, he said a few polite words and said goodbye.

Liu Mingfei released the brake, and the chariot continued to drive slowly in the crowd at a low speed.

Lin Feng threw the local cigarette in his hand to the other party:

"Do you smoke?"

Liu Mingfei happily took the cigarette, nodded, and put the cigarette under his nose, sniffing hard.

The familiar smell made his mouth water, but remembering that Lin Feng didn't smoke, and there were three other women in the car, he resisted the urge and put the local cigarette aside.

Soon, the chariot, which had slightly increased its speed, drove towards the Fifth Village. When they encountered the guards and patrols at the gate, Lin Feng took out his wasteland hunting team certificate, and the other party immediately perked up.

The captain of the patrol team was an evolver, and he naturally saw the strength of Lin Feng and his party.

With a smile on his face, he directly let them pass.

And arranged for two guards to lead the way in front, driving away the crowds on the road and clearing a smooth road for the chariot.

Sure enough, strength is the guarantee of status.

It fully demonstrates the privileges of evolvers.

With someone leading the way, Lin Feng and his party successfully arrived at the guild. After parking the car aside, they immediately attracted the attention of the wasteland hunters and staff.

Lin Feng left Liu Mingfei and A Lian to guard the car, and took Chen Shanshan into the guild.

At this time, Uncle Wu, the security guard in the aisle, recognized Chen Shanshan at a glance, and also noticed that the aura on her body had entered the mid-stage of the first level, and said with relief:

"Rapid progress, the younger generation is to be feared."

"But you must also pay attention to safety and do what you can. Learn from your master's lessons and don't be too eager for quick success."

Chen Shanshan nodded. Although her strength had surpassed the retired Uncle Wu, his experience was far above her own, and what he said made sense.

Uncle Wu looked at the man beside the girl again, and what was surprising was that the aura emanating from his body was even higher than Shanshan's.

The old man realized something and said with a little gratitude:

"Shanshan, thank you for taking care of her."

Lin Feng smiled and waved his hand:

"You go ahead, Shanshan and I are going in to do something."

After saying goodbye to Uncle Wu, the two entered the hall.

The appearance of two evolvers was more eye-catching than the unique chariot outside.

Usually, evolvers would leave many things to their wasteland hunting team members or team managers to handle, and not many would come in person.

Sometimes, they might happen to meet a few on Holy Spring Day, but they were basically early-stage first-level evolvers, and it was rare for two mid-stage evolvers to appear at the same time.

So when Lin Feng and the two appeared in the hall, a sensible staff member quickly walked out from the backstage.

A middle-aged man in a black uniform, with two pretty female attendants, smiled and stepped forward:

"May I ask what kind of business you two need to handle? You can tell us and we can help you handle it directly."

As he spoke, he led Lin Feng and the two into the backstage VIP room behind the "No Admittance" sign.

Comfortable leather sofas, free drinks and snacks, and dedicated one-on-one service personnel.

Lin Feng leaned back on the sofa, and immediately planned to add a similar piece of furniture to the motorhome he would order later.

The middle-aged man had the strength of an early-stage first-level evolver. He stood up and introduced himself:

"I am Qian Chenghao, the lobby manager of the Wasteland Hunting Guild. Miss Chen's certificate level has been raised to the middle stage, and we are currently upgrading Mr. Lin's identity."

"May I ask if Mr. Lin needs to withdraw from the original wasteland hunting team and form a team independently?"

Lin Feng shook his head. The team was currently formed with him as the core, so there was no need to do anything extra.

Seeing that the two mid-stage evolvers in front of him belonged to the same team, Manager Qian's evaluation in his heart could not help but increase a bit, and he became more respectful:

"Understood."

"What specific business do you two need to handle? I will arrange for someone to handle it."

Lin Feng thought for a while and slowly opened his mouth:

"This time we hunted some Rockhorn Horses and harvested a lot of level nine enhanced meat."

"If the guild can give a good price."

"I will give priority to exchanging it for points first."

Manager Qian was slightly stunned, and immediately opened his mouth:

"May I ask, how much is a lot?"

Lin Feng looked at him and slowly stretched out two fingers:

"More than two tons."

Manager Qian's breathing stagnated, but he quickly recovered his composure. After swallowing his saliva, he quickly reacted:

"There are too many points involved, I have to ask our Vice President Xu first."

"Please wait patiently, Mr. Lin."