She has hundreds of thousands of supernatural powers, but she always says she is weak.

Zuo Xiuyan came to Window No. 1 to collect equipment, and the staff handed her two exquisite black metal suitcases.

One big and one small.

The surface of the box looks extremely high-end, with dark patterns on it and a slightly matte feel.

Zuo Xiuyan placed the two on the table, took the smaller one, opened the metal buckles on both sides, and pushed open the lid.

A dark silver dagger was stuck in the groove inside.

Simple, restrained and low-key.

She reached out and took it out, slowly pulling the dagger out of the sheath.

As the blade swung, cold air slid across it, and a chilling aura spread.

She swung to the right, and a sound of breaking through the air followed. It felt so smooth, as if the air was split in half.

A strange feeling arose, and Zuo Xiuyan suddenly felt a little clearer. He glanced at the personal data displayed on the bracelet and found that his mental level had risen from 91 points to 106 points.

Exactly 15 o'clock.

She put the dagger back into its sheath and put it in her trouser pocket.

It's a big bulge.

There's no other way.

Although this is not elegant or handsome at all, it is only temporary.

"Please take this box back. I don't need it." She pushed the empty box back. To her, this box was just a burden after it was no longer useful.

This box looks like it's not cheap to make. If we give it to them, they can be recycled.

"Do you need to return the points in this sealed box to you?"

"Return!" Zuo Xiuyan nodded.

Although I spent half a year's salary on buying equipment at once, these were necessary expenses that would bring long-term profits.

And the small amount of money that can be saved will not be wasted for the sake of face. If you choose to save various small amounts of money, it will become a large amount of money in the long run, and then you can buy the necessary things.

"Ding! 100 points have been returned to you."

Quite valuable too?

It seems that the storage box has some other uses, so I'll keep the box containing the combat uniforms for now.

"Here are some small supplies. Do you need anything? We can pack them all up for you."

The staff pointed to the container next to it.

Zuo Xiuyan looked over and saw that it was filled with various healing supplies, small accessories, food, and things whose efficacy could not be seen for the time being.

"I need something to help me recover from my injuries. The price should be... under a hundred."

"Here is a medical kit, a set of 112, may I ask if that's okay? The kit contains basic healing tools and medicines."

"can."

Zuo Xiuyan scanned the bracelet and saw the awakening points were reset to zero. He had spent all the 10,000 yuan.

Director, have you taken all this into account?

First, the director noticed his own behavioral pattern.

Second, the director can guess what information he can obtain in the hall and what areas he should focus on.

Third, the director influenced his own behavior and decisions through the information he gave.

The other party guessed that he would definitely buy equipment today, and that he was the kind of person who would choose the best within the purchasing range and try to prepare everything completely.

The director didn't tell everyone what he needed to buy, but he knew what he would buy.

And I did prepare for the three systems of attack, defense, and medical treatment. Even the money I spent on medical treatment was because I made the decision to return the box.

If he hadn't received his salary in advance, Zuo Xiuyan's original plan would have been to buy a B-level piece of clothing and then pick out a similar dagger. To be on the safe side, he would also choose to reserve some awakening points for emergencies instead of spending them all.

Now the director simply needs to send a message and make the decision to advance his salary, so that he can have the best quality equipment that suits him best at the initial stage.

It transforms me from a mediocre choice to a high-end one.

The thing that Zuo Xiuyan liked most was that the director did not give him any extra resources. Everything was the result of his own labor, allowing him to support himself.

The director’s support is more like guidance from a mentor, rather than spending unlimited resources to support people.

"Interesting." Zuo Xiuyan smiled.

In the past, she was always able to calculate others, but this was the first time someone calculated themselves so clearly.

She sent a message to [Lingyun Jiuxiao]: Thank you for the advice, Director, everything has been purchased.

The staff handed over the medical kit and said, "Please keep it."

It is a very ordinary white metal box, not a sealed box.

"Thank you." She picked up the medical kit in one hand and the sealed box containing the combat uniforms in the other, and walked out the door.

Zuo Xiuyan actually felt a little inexplicably excited.

It’s like experiencing the feeling of seeing others walking out of a shopping mall carrying all kinds of handbags.

Come to think of it, I didn’t like shopping before.

It turns out that in my previous life, I didn’t dislike shopping, but I didn’t buy the right things.

Now she feels like she has returned with a fulfilled mission.

She just wanted to go back home now, try on her combat uniform, and then have a good sleep, and then go out into the wilderness to get her superpowers tomorrow!

……

Zuo Xiuyan went out and hailed a taxi, opened the back door, and got in: "Hello, driver, to Fuhua Residential District."

"okay."

Half an hour later, we arrived at our destination.

Zuo Xiuyan uses his wristband to pay by touch, which is already linked to his personal bank account, so he can directly make cash purchases in society.

I got out of the car carrying my things and stepped onto the cracked concrete floor.

The entrance to the community is just ahead.

His name is Fuhua, but he is neither rich nor glorious.

The four characters "Fuhua Community" on the gate have faded, and the two characters "Fuhua" are twisted and tilted, falling diagonally on the frame, making people wonder if they will be blown away by the wind.

Pass through the broken iron gate of the community and walk inside.

The buildings in the community are all old styles from decades ago, low, only a few stories high, and the exterior walls are peeling off, revealing the insulation materials inside.

After a while, we arrived at the door of the unit in Building 5. There was "Unit " written in red paint on it, which was almost indistinguishable.

Walking around the large trash can with overflowing garbage, she opened the unit door with a broken lock, followed by a heavy and hoarse "creaky" sound.

Zuo Xiuyan approached the dim corridor. The walls were covered with stains and graffiti scratches, and there were various small advertisements posted in many places.

He climbed to the sixth floor in one breath, put the box on the ground, and fumbled in his pocket for the key.

Fortunately, the key was not in my coat pocket at the time.

The keys jingled against each other and she found the right one and inserted it into the keyhole.

Although there are already many doors on the market that can be entered by fingerprint or face scanning, people in this community still use the oldest anti-theft doors. In addition, the public security is also poor, making it easy for thieves to break in.

"Click." The door opened.

Zuo Xiuyan picked up the box, walked into the house and locked the door.

The place was filled with an old smell. What caught the eye was a small living room with a lonely yellowed sofa and a glass coffee table with many scratches.

Not only is there no television, there are also very few other electrical appliances.

She put the box on the floor next to the coffee table and placed the dagger on the table.

Feeling a little thirsty, she walked to the kitchen to get some water.

The cabinets in the kitchen are also peeling a bit, with the edges either warping or the frames falling off.

When I took the thermos, I found there was no water in it.

She had no choice but to fill an iron kettle with water, put it on the gas stove and turn on the fire.

Zuo Xiuyan returned to the living room and sat on the sofa waiting. The springs inside the sofa were broken and had no elasticity, and some places were a little dented.

"This is your living environment..." she murmured, looking around at everything that was familiar yet unfamiliar.

The original owner was a girl with no relatives or friends. She lived alone on a little subsidy, worked part-time to pay for her studies, and lived in the small old house left by her parents.

A deep loneliness filled Zuo Xiuyan's heart.

Time slowed down in this old house, as if the whole world was moving forward and only she was left here.

I am all alone in this strange world.