Survival: Fighting floods from a thatched hut.

Zhang: “Don’t you want to solve the food problem for other people in the area?

Since you don't want to solve it, forget it.

Then I leave? "

Qian: “Do you have a solution?

Have you decided to help them?"

Zhang: "If I have a way, why would I ask you?

I'm not trying to help them, I'm just trying to do business with them.

I advise you not to have the intention of helping others. It would be fine if there are only a few people.

If you try to help everyone, you will not only fail, but you will kill yourself.”

Qian Zhongtian, who was thousands of miles away, looked at the message from Zhang Chifa with a mixed expression on his face.

Many images flashed through his mind.

There was a time when he was the only college student in the county with great ambition, a time when he followed his teacher with a notebook every day to record the conditions of the crops, and a time when he stayed up for three days and three nights in order to cultivate a new crop.

Finally, he thought of the scene that made him decide to retire and return to his hometown to farm.

That was when he learned that his most respected senior was being chased and abused by many people online just because he lived in a better place and used an extra mobile phone.

"We've already arrived in another world, why are you always thinking about these things?

It seems that when people get old they always think of the past and become confused.

In this case, let's see if the young people can do better."

Qian Zhongtian smiled bitterly, but his brows were much more relaxed.

“I found a kind of mushroom in the misty world that doesn’t exist on Blue Star. It only takes three days to mature.

If all you want is to avoid starvation, a ten-square-meter room would be enough.

But these mushrooms only grow once, and the chances of anyone other than me wanting to replant them themselves are almost zero.

In other words, after someone harvests once, they have to buy mycelium again.

From this perspective, it is in line with your business requirements.

But I have limited mycelium.

How do you plan to do this business? "

The mycelium will become mushrooms when it grows up.

It can be understood as mushroom seedlings.

"If one unit is the amount that can barely keep a person alive, how many mycelium do you have?"

Money: “About a few dozen units.

However, if you have access to high-quality wood, the mycelium yield will be greatly increased.

If I had enough high-quality lumber, I could probably make about two hundred units a day.

The excellent grade can be raised to about 1500."

Zhang Chi, who was on his way, saw the message and touched his chin.

This output is acceptable.

But isn't it a bit of a waste to use high-grade wood? Can I make my money back by selling this thing?

Zhang Chi was a little worried. Even if he had a synthesis room, he didn't have much high-quality wood.

"How is the consumption of wood? I hope it won't make back the money."

Qian: “The consumption is a bit high!”

Seeing this sentence, Zhang Chi's heart sank.

1 unit of superior wood requires 100 units of ordinary wood and takes 11 minutes to synthesize.

If the demand is too great, even Zhang Chi will not be able to bear it.

And regardless of how much money you can make from selling these things, at least you can't lose money!

I couldn't help but think: 'It's not that I don't want to help them, but they are unlucky. I don't have much high-quality wood...'

Qian: "At least ten units of high-quality wood are needed every day. If you are unlucky, you may need twenty units!"

Zhang Chi: ...

No, this old Deng can't help but breathe heavily when speaking?

Can't you just say it all at once?

Just these few trivial things sound so scary.

He thought the consumption was a bit high, at least a few hundred units per day.

Is this the result?

"Could you please finish your words at once next time?

I'm outside now. I'll send the wood to you when I get back.

As for the proceeds, how do you plan to distribute them? "

Qian: "Boy, you have so much fine wood?

Think about it, if the flood lasts for more than ten days, you will need 200 units!

Wait, you're not planning on using a synthesis room?

You have 200 million units of common grade wood?

How can this be?

Even if you really have it, you can't make back your money by selling mushrooms. Most survivors who are short of food don't have any good stuff!"

Qian Zhongtian didn't know yet that the synthesis room in Zhang Chi's hands had been upgraded to an excellent level by him.

He also thought that Zhang Chi would need to consume two million units of ordinary wood to synthesize two hundred units of high-quality wood.

In fact, Zhang Chi only needs to consume 20,000 units.

Zhang: "Everyone in this channel is my compatriot, my brother!

What's just a little wood?

Just do it.

If you are afraid that I will lose too much, give me a little more."

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When Qian Zhongtian saw the news about Zhang Chi, he was confused.

How could he not know Zhang Chi?

In an instant he realized that this kid seemed to have a lot of good things in his hands!

Qian Zhongtian narrowed his eyes, like an old fox.

Qian: "Okay, I don't need the profit."

Zhang: “Really?!

Lao Qian, you really made me cry, I am so touched!

I will have everyone in the area thanking you."

Qian: “There is no need to thank others.

If you want to thank me, just give me eight or ten pieces of excellent equipment and buildings.

Just let me get to the first tier in the next evaluation."

Zhang: "I don't have that much in total, where can I find it for you?"

Zhang Chi is justified!

Excluding materials, he only has six or seven pieces of sophisticated buildings and equipment in total.

What? You mean Excellence and Ultimate?

Whoops!

What Mr. Qian wants is the superior quality, so how can those be counted?

Qian: "Boy, I'm serious.

I don’t want any profit, but I want you to help me get a high score in the next evaluation as much as possible!

Besides, I intend to form an alliance with you.

Whether it is talent or resources, as long as I have them, I can share them with you.

And I can guarantee that as long as it is external affairs, you will be the boss!"

"Ding! Congratulations on triggering the talent recruitment mission!"

Dahuang, who was leading the way in front, looked back at Zhang Chi in confusion.

It didn't understand what Zhang Chi meant. It was just wondering why its master suddenly said something incomprehensible in an emotionless tone.

It looked around but saw no other living creatures.

"Could it be that the black-robed man from yesterday is here again?"

Thinking of this, Da Huang's expression became alert and he sensed his surroundings very attentively.

Zhang Chi didn't know that his self-entertainment would cause trouble to Da Huang. Of course, he didn't have a system. This was just the sound he made himself.

But jokes aside, Zhang Chi was still a little hesitant about whether to agree to it.

As I said just now, he doesn’t have a system and can’t see other people’s loyalty to him.

He didn't know how sincere Qian Zhongtian was in what he said, and whether he would change his mind in the future.

He recalled his past dealings with Qian Zhongtian in his mind and felt that his words were highly credible.

In that case, then agree!

He was confident that even if Qian Zhongtian was insincere, he could make him sincere.

Although he couldn't find Qian Zhongtian now, he knew that Qian Zhongtian's shelter was on the south bank of the river. When the flood was over, the rain would stop.

He also has the confidence that he can improve his strength to an excellent level while the disaster continues.

By then, even if Qian Zhongtian was thousands of miles away, he could go over and show him what the power of justice was.

“Okay, it’s settled.

But I don’t have any extra superior-grade items or buildings, and I don’t think you’d be interested in premium-grade items.”

When Qian Zhongtian saw the news about Zhang Chi, his mouth twitched. What do you mean he probably wouldn't like it either?

Do you really think that premium quality products are everywhere?

But he didn't expect that for Zhang Chi, the high-quality grade was really everywhere.

But before he could refute, he saw Zhang Chi's new message.

"But if you have a black iron treasure chest, I can help you get an excellent grade one."

Seeing this, Qian Zhongtian's pupils shrank.

Is this Zhang Chi’s talent?

Luck kind of thing?

Can I only open treasure chests or can I open anything?

Qian Zhongtian fell into deep thought, but his hands were not slow. He traded a black iron treasure chest he had just obtained to the other party.

Zhang Chi only upgraded two pieces of equipment this morning, and he still had one talent slot left to use.

He thought about it and decided that he didn't have anything that needed to be sublimated urgently today, so he might as well use it on this treasure chest.

"Talent, activate."