The old fox Quark sat behind the counter in his shop, holding half a cigarette in his mouth, looking leisurely, but a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

The settlement is not very good. Compared with the safety zone No. 17, it is like a garbage dump. The environment that is not seen all year round, the dirty smell, and the disgusting residents are mostly greedy but timid. No wonder they can only live underground.

But even so, Quark was unwilling to leave his settlement, although he was qualified to live in the No. 17 safe area.

Because he wants to make money, make a lot of money, and then find a few reliable guys to send him out of this ghost place.

What is the safety zone No. 17? This world is very big and interesting. Quark has seen the world and has his own ambitions and pursuits.

After spitting out a puff of cigarette, Quark felt a little bored. Although the tobacco left by the former civilization was good, it could not relieve the irritability of sitting for a long time. The "rats" in these settlements have not gained much in recent days. If this continues, he has to consider leaving earlier.

At this moment, there was a knock on the iron door, which was a little quick.

Quark's eyes lit up, and he came to his door when he thought about business.

He didn't hire anyone, so he went to open the door himself. When he saw Tang Ling standing in front of the door, a smile appeared on Quark's face.

Most of the people in the settlement are mice, but there are always exceptions. For example, the boy in front of him can always bring him some surprises.

Of course, Quark has been secretly investigating Tang Ling, wanting to know why this kid always brings him surprises. Now this investigation cannot be said to be clueless, but the result is still not sure.

But overall, this kid is a lucky guy.

And a lucky guy will not be annoying wherever he goes.

"Let me guess what you discovered unexpectedly this time? Is it some 'stones' I need or some debris I specified." Quark couldn't wait to ask Tang Ling.

Tang Ling did not answer, but quickly squeezed into Quark's shop and walked straight to the counter.

Quark understood and closed the iron door with a slam, and came to the counter.

Before Quark could speak, Tang Ling took off the thick trunk from behind, which looked like his weapon.

"You just want to trade this?" Quark's face became a little ugly. The boy took out a piece of ordinary tree trunk in a mysterious way. He didn't remember what the value of this thing was.

Tang Ling didn't say anything, untied the rope tied to the trunk, and the trunk became two pieces, one of which was obviously empty. Tang Ling took out a bottle of things from it and placed it on the counter of the quark.

"Level 3 drinking water." Tang Ling said lightly.

Quark's eyes lit up. This area had been drought for too long, and water had obviously become the most precious material. Not to mention the third-level drinking water, even the lowest level 5 drinking water that can barely enter has become a shortage of resources.

Ordinary people may not dare to drink such water, but the adults who live in a pampered and generous manner in the safe zone need it.

Thinking of this, Quark unscrewed the bottle cap, dipped his fingers a little water in the bottle, and put it in his mouth.

It has no contaminated odor, is very clean, and can meet the previous civilized ordinary water standard of Level 3 drinking water.

"What to change?" Quark said nothing nonsense.

"Old rules, food, meat!"

"The kind that is pollution-free? You have to know that although the water is precious nowadays, pollution-free meat is always hard currency. This bottle of third-level drinking water can only be exchanged, um, up to five kilograms." Quark blinked.

Tang Ling lowered his head and said nothing. In fact, this bottle of third-level drinking water can be exchanged for at least ten kilograms of pollution-free meat, or even twelve kilograms.

But Tang Ling had no choice. The only place in Quark is the safest to trade. He will not force trading or snatch it. The most important thing is that he is very strict.

He seemed to have a strong background, no one dared to make any decisions about him in the entire settlement, and no one dared to get involved in the things he had exchanged from him. Anyone who had bad ideas died without exception.

"No, it's good to have low pollution." Tang Ling was silent for only two seconds, and then made up his mind. The feeling coming from his chest became stronger and stronger, and he could no longer delay.

"Well?" Quark raised his eyebrows, but didn't ask much, and said readily the next moment: "If you eat low-pollution meat, you can get twenty pounds."

"Um."

Seeing Tang Ling agreeing, Quark was very happy to take the bottle of third-level drinking water and enter the secret door behind the counter. After a while, three air-dried black-toothed rats were thrown on the counter.

Tang Ling was about to take the meat, but hesitated for a moment, pushed one of the air-dried black-toothed rats, and said, "This one is exchanged for two kilograms of non-contaminated meat."

"I'm a little lost." Quark shook his head.

Tang Ling looked at Quark stubbornly, and the cold sweat on his forehead had gathered into sweat at some point, dripping from his face.

"Forget it, I'll give it to you." Quark finally compromised. Seeing this guy's appearance, he might have suffered a secret injury in order to get third-level drinking water. Give him some clean meat to replenish it so that he would not be able to trade with him next time.

Soon, Quark prepared everything, Tang Ling stuffed the clean meat into the empty tree trunk, and quickly walked out from one of the secret doors on the other side of the Quark shop with two air-dried black-toothed mice.

"Can you still be alive next time?" Quark's eyes showed a hint of sympathy, but he quickly calmed down, and continued to pick up the cigarette that he had not finished smoking just now and lit it, and sat leisurely behind the counter.

**

The secret doors in the Quark store are connected to an absolutely safe underground waterway.

Generally speaking, no one except traders will appear here.

There are three such channels, and Tang Ling is not worried that the channel he chooses will meet someone else if he meets someone else.

Squatting in a dark and secluded corner, Tang Ling was sweating coldly, trembling with her hands, holding the dry black-toothed rat, and gnawing at her big mouth.

The meat of the black-toothed rat is not delicious. In addition to the special contaminated smell, it also has a smell of underground water that cannot be removed.

In addition, it is dry and hard, and even if it is stewed for a long time, let alone air-dried.

But Tang Ling was so greedy that even though his teeth were bleeding, he would not slow down at all. Even the bone was chewed and bitten and swallowed it whole.

Not enough, meat is needed.

Tang Ling, who had bitten off most of the black-toothed rat in a blink of an eye, was still very hungry.

He kept eating, and he ate a black-toothed rat with six or seven pounds after being air-dried. He ate it clean in less than ten minutes.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but the next second he continued to eat without hesitation. The feeling of hunger from his chest was spinning wildly like a vortex.

It made Tang Ling feel that if he stopped, he would be eaten by himself in the next second.

Several minutes passed, and there was no other sound in the quiet passage except for the sound of Tang Ling gnawing.

It was not until half of the two air-dried black-toothed rats were left that they finally stopped.
Chapter completed!