2090 Qiu and Qian

The base door slowly opened, and the person who smashed the door gradually revealed his "true face."

Unexpectedly, a group of oriental faces.

Li He squinted his eyes and felt that someone inside looked familiar.

The other party did not wait for Li He to mentally go through all the familiar faces, and directly announced his home address. The second person reported to the leader and said: "Brother Cheng, that's him. He was killed when we brought the body here to sell it."

They killed many people and took away our bodies!”

"Wait a moment."

It turned out to be the weeds that the two escaped in the first place! Li He suddenly realized it, but when he heard what the other party said, he was a little bit dumbfounded: "If you knock on the door, knock on the door, don't talk nonsense."

"Lu Zai and I were the only two people who escaped alive at that time, and you still want to deny it?!" the second person said angrily.

Li He said: "I admit the murder, but I didn't snatch the body. You threw it away yourself, and you made me bother to dig a hole, cremate it and bury it. Do you plan to pay me for my hard work when you come back?"

The second person grabbed the leader's clothes and said aggrievedly: "Brother Cheng, look at him!"

The leader, who was wearing a white spacesuit but without a helmet, nodded to him to show calmness, took a step forward, and said to Li He: "My friend, we have no grudges in the past and no grudges in the recent past. It seems that you look like an Oriental."

,Why do you kill people from my East Third District for no reason?"

"Eastern Third District..." Li He tried hard to remember: "Is it the gathering place on the eastward plain on the West First District? The one that was attacked by a group of leopard-shaped mutant beasts some time ago?"

The leader said somewhat displeasedly: "I'm asking you something."

"Please help me find some people!" Li He pointed to the belt on his waist with great interest: "There are people with belts like me!"

"Why am I asking you why you killed people? You asked me to help you find out the news? Are you mentally ill?" The leader became angry.

"I can pay you."

The leader was really angry and waved his hand: "Brothers, kill him!"

"10 energy points per message."

The leader was really angry: "Is it true that such a big leader is here just for money?"

"One piece with 100 energy points is fine."

The leader was furious: "Are you trying to bluff me? Do you think you have a hundred points in your body?"

Li He took out the crystal card Alice gave him from his pocket (belt).

The bright silver metal card reflects the light that is not strong on the surface, but almost blinds people's eyes.

"Am I him...are you him...I...you..."

"Do you know the meaning of this card?" Li He held the metal card and said, "If you still don't believe it, I can pay you 20 energy points as a deposit first."

Previously, he was afraid that he would lose it, so he simply spent 1 point to put it in his belt for peace of mind.

[Energy Crystal Card], no level, science fiction scene [Borderland] universal energy settlement card, only records energy points and does not store real energy.

In fact, we don’t know the exact number of energy points in the card, but when Owen offered 20 energy points to pay for the bill in the staff restaurant of the ventilator building, Alice could use this card to swipe, which proves that there are at least 20 energy points in the card.

It doesn't matter to him whether the other party took the deposit to inquire about it or ran away. Calculating 20 points of energy only takes a few seconds to recharge. He has unlimited mana and is afraid that he can't find anyone to work for him?

The loser must be the other party, missing out on 100 million.

"He mmmmmm..." The leader suddenly felt that life was very boring. Rich people didn't like to treat people as human beings.

His eyes were a little moist, and he looked at the shiny Jingka and said: "I brought my little brother here for revenge today... Why did this happen... I am such a big fucking leader... Why?

Maybe I would give up for five buckets of rice..."

The second person was indignant: "Brother Cheng! Don't cry! Don't show that guy's arrogance with the energy you have never heard of. Even if there are 100 80% new bullet casings in front of you today, brothers will still do it."

Kill him!"

He emphasized the words "80% new" in his words, for fear that others would not understand his determination.

Seeing that this brother looked like a bumpkin who had never seen the world, the leader cried even more sadly: "100 points of energy... can at least be exchanged for a thousand fucking bullets..."

The second person yelled inertly: "Fuck! So what if there are a thousand bullets..." The brother behind him used his hand speed to pull out his sleeve and reminded him: "Hadron, it's not a cartridge case but a bullet! A thousand bullets!"

A thousand pieces of the gathering place’s common currency! What’s the background of this person you provoked? Man, I’m a bit cowardly!”

"One...thousand...bullets..." The second person was stunned: "Bullets...bullets?"

His mind was rapidly calculating the exchange rate:

A used cartridge case can buy a kilogram of domestic water, or a bag of coal, or a bag of flour, or...

One 80% new cartridge case can be exchanged for three used cartridge cases.

One standard bullet can be exchanged for five 80% new cartridge cases.

A thousand bullets is...

Countless kilograms of domestic water, countless bags of coal, countless bags of flour, countless pieces of clothing, and countless used bullet casings!

"Plop"

The second person's legs went weak and he fell to his knees, and the people next to him couldn't pull him up.

Dajiu, Lao Xu, Xiao Zhang, Ergou...the enemies are too powerful. I'm afraid I won't be able to avenge you...

He opened his confused eyes and looked at the burping enemy standing inside the door, and asked confusedly: "Brother, you are so rich, why do you still kill people and rob corpses? Look at the little money from selling corpses.

Are you too lazy to look at it?"

"Say it again, I didn't steal the body! I didn't steal the body! I didn't steal the body! Don't accuse me wrongly!"

"No." His confused eyes became even more confused: "If you had just thrown out a handful of bullets, we wouldn't have made a fuss. One! Thousand! Bullets! Bullets! Ah! We would have killed you directly.

Why bother?"

Li He found that the development of the situation seemed to be a little off track. He originally planned to come out to fight, but before the fight started, the mood of the group of people on the opposite side seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

So in this world, is money so powerful?

Well, there is no world where money is less powerful.

Ever since he drank the [Elementary Sacred Potion], the desire to kill in his heart has been reduced a lot. The anger he felt when he heard someone banging on the door in the restaurant has almost dissipated now.

There must be something pitiful about hateful people.

These gangs of seemingly vicious people are actually just a group of poor people who don't even know their energy points.

In their eyes, bullets are already the top trading currency, and there will be no higher ones.

Only the leader in the "space suit" is somewhat knowledgeable and understands the conversion ratio between energy and bullets.

Li He has deliberately learned about some of the price levels in the world.

The poor use shells, the rich use bullets, and the wealthy use energy points or whole energy crystals.

There are also some buffering and roundabout characters between the several classes. For example, there are people among the poor who have bullets, and there are people among the rich who have energy points.

But owning it doesn’t mean it can be used for a long time.

Poor people who own bullets still use bullet casings every day.

In the same way, rich people with energy points, like Alice, have accumulated so much energy throughout their lives, but they will definitely not be willing to use it, and they will definitely rely on bullets for daily expenses.

Only the truly rich will regard energy points as the basic currency in daily life.

Ordinary people cannot understand the horror of class. One point of energy can be exchanged for 10 bullets, but 10 bullets cannot be exchanged for 1 point of energy.

If compared with the amount in the real world, 100 points of energy has a purchasing power of nearly one million yuan.

Only children can distinguish right from wrong, adults only talk about interests.

There are few hatreds that money cannot resolve.

If so, it may be that the money is not enough.

A great man once said a very classic saying: The world is a bitch, it only shows beauty to the rich, and the poor can even breathe wrong.

Very well said.

When people are very poor, even life is not very valuable.

Just like the second person who was kneeling on the ground and couldn't get up said, 100 energy points and a thousand bullets are more than enough to buy a few lives of people like them, so why bother to kill them with your own hands?

If you kill it, it will be gone and you have to work hard to bury it, but if you buy it, you can work hard for you and create some value for the rest of your life.

From the second person's perspective, Li He's behavior was like that of a super rich man who killed a group of poor people and then threw away a lot of money to buy their lives.

What's the picture?

Is killing just a hobby?

Li He had not been in this world long enough to fully understand the thinking of the local indigenous people. He stood there and thought for a while, to avoid further irritating their glassy hearts, and carefully worded his words: "I just didn't expect you to be so poor.

.”

He saw the second person kneeling on the ground who seemed to be about to cry, and quickly said again: "No, no, I mean... uh... right! At that time, I saw that even a gun couldn't stop you, so I thought the bullets couldn't stop you.

It’s not that precious...yes! That’s why!”
To be continued...