Chapter 142 | I Broke the Survival Game with My BUG Physique

After the goods were cleared out in an instant upon being listed again, Cheng Shuili suddenly realized that it seemed the profit and sales speed were the same regardless of what she put up.

The people in the regional channel were not picky eaters at all.

It actually made Cheng Shuili feel like she was doing something unnecessary.

The fifth day of the extreme heat went as usual; bread brought in 3,960 game coins as expected, and the sixth day saw the same figure.

Cheng Shuili had originally only intended to raise the price for one day, but seeing that there was no negative feedback in the regional channel, she accepted this price. Who would complain about having too much money?

Cheng Shuili was currently in a monopoly position; it would be too polite not to take the opportunity to earn more game coins. If the time came when she absolutely had to lower prices, she could just do it then. These were all minor matters.

In short, the number of game coins in Cheng Shuili's hands had reached an unprecedented new height!

She now had a full 70,299 game coins! She was only three-tenths away from the 100,000 mark!

What counted as getting rich before? Those were just small fries; this was the true game coin freedom!

On the fifth day of the extreme heat, the cooldown for the 【Gift of the Great God of Prophecy】 had finished. Cheng Shuili had been keeping this in mind, and once she discovered the cooldown was over, she used it immediately.

The disaster type for the next seven days would be: Famine.

Famine.

The moment she saw these two words, Cheng Shuili realized that food would no longer spawn in supply crates for the next seven days.

This was something she could be certain of. What she was uncertain about was: besides this, would there be any other manifestations?

For example, would food prices rise?

Would the prices at the beastman town and the Trading Post change?

This was Cheng Shuili's speculation, and she couldn't confirm it for the time being. Furthermore, she didn't have any Trading Post teleportation cards left, so even if she wanted to hoard supplies, she could only rely on luck.

With grain in hand, there is no panic in the heart.

Cheng Shuili sent a message directly to Xinxue, asking her to help acquire a Trading Post teleportation card. At the time, Xinxue had indicated she could get it done shortly.

Two days and a night had passed now, and Cheng Shuili hadn't received a reply from her.

But of course, this wasn't because Xinxue wasn't attentive enough; it was mainly because this item was too rare. Most people hadn't even seen such a card, let alone taken one out for trade.

It couldn't be rushed.

She mentioned the news of the famine in the group chat. The few people in the group had a lukewarm reaction, as they were already used to it. They were veterans who had already experienced two disasters and no longer felt the tension of facing the extreme cold for the first time.

This was a good thing, Cheng Shuili thought; the sooner they got used to it, the better.

Xinxue no longer needed instructions from Cheng Shuili; she knew exactly what to hoard and what to buy.

Besides this, another major event occurred on the sixth day of the extreme heat: a player used a dungeon postponement card, pushing the dungeon for this disaster to open on the seventh day.

This news was a regional announcement, which was why Cheng Shuili knew it so clearly.

The ID of the player who used the card was not made public, so no new murder case was added.

Cheng Shuili had no opinion on this, but the regional channel was filled with complaints.

They didn't have solar panels in their hands and had to worry about energy for their vehicles every day. Many had calculated that the dungeon would open on the sixth day of the disaster, and since there were no mileage requirements on that day, they had specifically traveled a fair distance on the fifth day.

They were just waiting to rest on the sixth day and take advantage of the dungeon rewards to replenish their supplies.

The sudden postponement of the dungeon completely disrupted their plans.

The system had announced the news in the morning, and now...

Cheng Shuili looked out the window. The night sky was filled with stars, and although it was already night, one could still see people cursing the person who used the card if they opened the regional channel.

Cheng Shuili closed the regional channel, and the endless complaints finally disappeared from her sight.

She rubbed her temples; processing orders continuously for three days had left her mentally exhausted, but seeing the figure of over 70,000 game coins in her account, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Su Rui was lying quietly on the floor mat nearby. This time, Cheng Shuili could tell that she definitely hadn't fallen asleep yet.

“Su Rui, what do you think the famine will be like?”

Cheng Shuili asked suddenly.

Su Rui didn't move, her voice as calm as if she were discussing the weather: “There doesn't seem to be this kind of disaster in the modern era, but in ancient times, famine meant food shortages, skyrocketing prices, starvation everywhere, and trading children to eat. It’s people eating people.”

People eating people.

Cheng Shuili was choked up by these three words.

She turned to look out the window, where the occasional stars flashing in the night looked like floating ghost fires.

Su Rui was right; when a person is driven to a dead end, they are certainly willing to fight to the death. To Cheng Shuili, this disaster was far more dangerous than the extreme heat.

Cheng Shuili opened the private chat interface and sent another message to Xinxue: “Any news on the Trading Post teleportation card?”

The moment the message was sent, the system notification sound rang out.

Xinxue’s reply was unexpectedly fast: “I was just about to contact you. Someone is offering to sell a teleportation card for 5,000 game coins and is dead set on that price. Do we want it?”

How much?

5,000 game coins?

This person was simply robbing her!

Cheng Shuili’s fingers hovered over the virtual keyboard, her brows furrowing involuntarily.

Was this person not wanting to sell and intentionally setting a high price, or did they know that the person behind Xinxue was her, and they were dangling bait, waiting for her to take the hook?

【Angry Crow Takes Flight】: What is that player’s ID?

【Xinxue Chu Ji】: Long Yuexin, 13th on the mileage leaderboard and 11th on the wealth leaderboard. He’s got some strength.

Got strength, huh?

Cheng Shuili frowned and pondered for a moment before sitting up straight and telling Xinxue: “I’ll talk to him.”

【Xinxue Chu Ji】: Alright.

Cheng Shuili searched in the chat box, and sure enough, this person had asked her to process a basic water condensation device before.

Cheng Shuili didn't bother hiding her relationship with Xinxue and sent a message directly.

【Angry Crow Takes Flight】: Are you sure you want 5,000 game coins?

Long Yuexin paused the moment he saw the message, then quickly raised a hand and slapped his palm! He had guessed right! The person behind Xinxue was Crow!

This was easy to guess!

Long Yuexin was on the same level of strength as other potential players. He himself couldn't guarantee that he could earn money every time he hoarded goods. He was confident enough that if he couldn't do it, others in his same position certainly couldn't either.

In that case, there could only be one possibility.

That was Angry Crow Takes Flight.

Long Yuexin crossed his legs and hummed a little tune.

The previous Crow was the high-and-mighty number one on the leaderboard, a presence in the spotlight, but the current Crow was nothing more than a pathetic worm begging for mercy from him.