Chapter 87: Chen Ye is simply a devil!

In the apocalypse, the monetary system had long since collapsed. One million might not even buy a single cigarette.

In the current trading system, food was the most stable currency.

Other supplies came second.

Anything could be exchanged for food—even people were tradable commodities.

Like the white-and-red limited edition collaboration sneakers Chen Ye just obtained, which cost three thousand before the apocalypse.

Now Chen Ye had acquired them with just one bucket of Old Altar Pickled Vegetables.

Even Wonder Materials could be obtained if one was willing to pay with food.

In the desert environment,

what was more precious than food was drinking water.

But without water, they could only last 72 hours. In an environment like the desert, this theoretical time might be even shorter.

Therefore, water resources were now the most valuable.

Chu Che's negotiation with Old Man Mo—the Human-Faced Scorpion Carapace and the Human-Faced Scorpion's Face Skin had only exchanged for ten cases of bottled water.

The kind with twelve bottles per case, each bottle 550 milliliters.

Before the apocalypse, such Wonder Materials would have been worth hundreds of millions, maybe more.

One had to understand that each of these Wonder Materials contained unimaginably magical powers.

But now, these things could only be exchanged for ten cases of bottled water.

This wasn't an exchange for water—it was an exchange for life.

And this transaction was only achieved because Old Man Mo was afraid of pushing Chu Che too far.

Although Wonder Materials could be crafted into Wonders to preserve life when encountering Anomalies,

that only happened after they were crafted.

The convoy had no water left.

The remaining drinking water could only sustain them for one day.

Maybe not even a full day.

Those Wonder Materials probably wouldn't have the chance to be crafted into Wonders before the entire convoy died of dehydration.

Everything prioritized survival above all else.

Items like cigarettes and alcohol only had value among specific groups.

For example, if you had cigarettes, you could exchange them for some things from Chen Ye.

And this ordinary baijiu was a very rare treasure in Old Man Mo's eyes.

The apocalypse required some alcohol for numbness.

However, when he heard Chen Ye propose exchanging for the bull bones, the old man reacted strongly.

"You kid, I knew you were cunning when I first saw you! You really did have your eyes on my bull bones!"

Old Man Mo wore an expression that said he had seen right through Chen Ye.

"So? Will you trade or not?"

"Dream on! Unless you can produce fifty bags of rice, then I might consider trading the bull bones to you."

Trying to exchange two bottles of baijiu for those bull bones was truly impossible.

Chen Ye was just taking a shot in the dark anyway.

Unless Chen Ye had more baijiu, a transaction would be possible.

Things like baijiu—not drinking them wouldn't kill you.

But not drinking water would truly kill you.

"Little Chu, I have another transaction. Are you interested?"

Seeing Chu Che approach, Old Man Mo revealed a lecherous smile.

Chu Che felt a bad premonition but still stopped walking.

Chen Ye turned around and looked into the distance.

There was a woman with ordinary features sitting on a sand dune, coldly wrapping bandages around her hands with an indifferent expression.

As if sensing Chen Ye's gaze, the woman slightly raised her eyes to glance at Chen Ye, then returned to focusing on wrapping her hand bandages.

The entire process took less than 0.1 seconds.

Not far from this woman was the youth completely wrapped in a cloak.

The youth noticed Chen Ye's gaze and gave him a cold sneer, making a throat-slitting gesture with his hand.

Chen Ye was momentarily stunned. When he first saw this youth, the youth had made the same gesture toward Iron Lion.

It had infuriated Iron Lion at the time.

Now it seemed the little guy hadn't been targeting Iron Lion back then, but rather Chen Ye himself.

How interesting!

Chen Ye revealed his teeth in a smile, giving the youth a warm, gentle smile like the spring breeze of May.

The youth tossed Chen Ye a contemptuous look, seemingly attempting to provoke him.

Chen Ye completely ignored the youth.

If this gesture could make Chen Ye angry, he wouldn't be Chen Ye.

Of course, this didn't mean Chen Ye was magnanimous.

One had to understand that Chen Ye was a very petty person.

He planned to settle accounts with this kid later.

Chen Ye shifted his gaze further away.

The camel train's "slaves" had already started packing supplies, organizing everything on the ground neatly, preparing to tie them onto the camels' backs for departure.

The sky was already bright, and the temperature was rising.

Old Man Mo and Chu Che were still discussing something.

"Little Che, I think that woman surnamed Xu in your convoy is quite nice. How about trading her to me? I'll give you five—no, ten bottles of water!"

"You should know, in the desert, water is more precious than gold!"

"And that young girl surnamed Zhou."

"How about it? With her included, I'm willing to offer two cases of drinking water. That's a fair price, right?"

Old Man Mo licked his lips, looking toward Xu Lina, who appeared haggard but still had an excellent figure, and Zhou Xiaoxiao standing by the vehicle looking into the distance.

These two were the most attractive women in the convoy.

They were also the women countless survivors deeply cherished during sleepless nights.

Perhaps Old Man Mo's gaze was too intense, making both women sense something.

They looked over, and when they met Mo Huairen's eyes, they felt their whole bodies shudder, as if being stared at by a wild beast.

Counting the time, it had only been about twelve hours of contact.

The people in the convoy had also seen the "slaves" in the camel train.

Everyone realized how fortunate they were to have a captain like Chu Che.

Simultaneously, they felt extreme fear toward Mo Huairen and the other Sequence Superpowers.

Now, unless they were idiots, everyone could guess what schemes this old man was plotting from his conversation with Chu Che.

Especially since Zhou Xiaoxiao and Xu Lina weren't very far away.

They could hear most of the conversation between the two men.

Zhou Xiaoxiao trembled all over, her face pale and bloodless.

As for Xu Lina, she looked toward Chen Ye with pleading eyes, shrinking her body closer to Chen Ye's side.

Hearing Mo Huairen's words, Chu Che's expression slightly changed: "Captain Mo, please don't mention this again."

"Tch, Little Chu, you're still too naive. This is the apocalypse! What's the point of being such a good person?"

"How about this—I'll add another condition. Last night, someone came to my tent. Guess what she told me?"

Chu Che's face stiffened.

He knew someone had entered Mo Huairen's tent last night.

But he didn't know who, and he didn't even dare to guess.

Without making any sound, even the Eavesdropping Radio couldn't distinguish the person's identity and role.

Because of this, Captain Chu had tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep.

Chu Che's expression kept changing, clearly indicating his inner turmoil. In just a few seconds, Captain Chu's face underwent several transformations.

He still gritted his teeth and said: "Captain Mo, Xu Lina and Zhou Xiaoxiao are people. They... are not goods! They cannot be traded!!!"

The last few words were spoken with absolute determination.

Zhou Xiaoxiao went completely limp, as if she had just experienced hell.

As for Xu Lina, she wasn't much better, reaching out to grab Chen Ye's arm, her body trembling slightly.

Mo Huairen looked at Chu Che and laughed heartily: "Hahaha... Captain Chu, you truly are Captain Chu. I underestimated you."

This time, Mo Huairen's address changed from "Little Chu" to "Captain Chu."

His tone also carried more respect.

"Forget it, I don't want these two women anymore. I have more women than I can enjoy."

"I'll tell you directly—the one who entered my tent last night was a woman named Xu Jiaojiao. She pretty much sold all of you out."

"She told me what Sequences everyone has!"

"Captain Chu, sometimes people can't be too kind. Remember, this is the apocalypse!"

Mo Huairen spoke in the tone of a teacher lecturing a student.

When Chu Che heard this, his face immediately darkened as if about to storm.

If Chen Ye were captain, this woman would have died countless times over.

But Chu Che thought differently—there were already few people left in the world, and he didn't want privilege and superpowers to become uncontrollable in his convoy.

That's why he had never killed this woman.

And this woman had seemed relatively well-behaved later.

He never expected that the one who betrayed the convoy would be her!

For the first time, killing intent appeared in Chu Che's eyes, but he still smiled at Mo Huairen: "Thank you, Captain Mo!"

"Hahaha... No problem. We're both captains. Like you, I hate traitors in the team most."

Mo Huairen finally cast greedy glances at Xu Lina and Zhou Xiaoxiao, licking his lips, still feeling somewhat regretful.

Such beauties weren't encountered just anywhere.

And Chen Ye also withdrew his greedy gaze from the supplies on the camels' backs.

That drinking water, that food, and those camels.

Hearing their conversation end, Chen Ye chuckled:

"Captain Mo, our captain won't trade with you, but I will!"

"Xu Lina belongs to me. If you give me those bull bones, I'll give you this woman. How about it?"

Chen Ye pulled Xu Lina's hand, chuckling as he walked toward Mo Huairen.

The machete on his back trembled slightly.

Not far away, the ordinary-looking woman was speaking with the youth.

As for Sun Xixi, she was currently directing several men to help her load supplies onto the vehicle, but her right hand had already gripped her sword hilt.

When Xu Lina heard Chen Ye's words, her small face turned deathly pale.

She nearly collapsed to the ground.

Chen Ye, how... how could he do this!

He was simply a demon!