The blind box of the plane was exposed, and foreigners cried for entry into China

Without saying anything, he stood beside him.

The survivors and guards who were originally reluctant to leave immediately jumped up and stood at attention.

"Yes!"

After yelling in unison, they dropped the things in their hands and slipped out of the mall.

Are you still waiting to enjoy the Commander's "hug of love"? Or do you want to be tied up and thrown into the river to catch mutant fish beasts?

The commander will never come up empty-handed when he cosplays as a fisherman!

The four members of the Pojun team simply lay down on the spot, slumped on the ground and didn't want to move.

Wow, the previous training never told us that being a bodyguard would require us to do 996 and 007 assembly line work.

If I had known earlier that even if I became a top soldier and joined an elite team, I would still have to work 996 and 007. I should have just stayed in the army and worked until I was discharged.

I can't even lift a finger. Wow, in the final analysis, the people who restarted the plane are just too beastly.

We are not going to run away after completing this deal, so why are we stockpiling goods like crazy?

The Pojun team can understand, but the four members of the Pojun team don’t want to understand.

Lin Chen and Su Yu were not much better. They were so tired that they were almost sticking out their tongues.

When Ling Xiaoyue saw this scene, she looked very sad and guilty, but in her heart she was very glad for her own wit.

Fortunately, fortunately, I slipped away quickly. I also brought a helper with me to prove that I was not being lazy, but was really doing my job.

Shi Lin turned his head and saw this scene, and had a bad feeling in his heart.

I wouldn't be assigned to work as a cashier, would I? Isn't this a smart system? Is there even no smart cashier?

Shi Lin thought so and asked the same question.

Ling Xiaoyue pulled up the system panel again to confirm, and indeed, there was no such one-touch checkout function. He could only shake his head with a complicated expression.

Shi Lin remained impassive, but inside he was screaming like a groundhog. He had a strong feeling that if he didn't solve this cashier problem, he would end up working cashier here until he vomited from exhaustion.

Even if I run away today, there will be endless cashier 007s waiting for me when I go to other dimensions in the future.

Shi Linxun asked about the mechanism of this mall. Ling Xiaoyue was about to answer when Cheng Jia interrupted her.

. . . . . .

"Does this mean we also have a projected virtual shopping mall function?" Shi Lin was incredulous.

"You can't take the goods out of the mall without going to the checkout counter to scan the code and pay?" Shi Lin was shocked.

"This virtual projection function was used in the ancient dimension! Then why isn't it used in this restarted dimension?" Shi Lin was puzzled.

"Since you can't even get the merchandise out to the mall, why aren't you using this virtual projection mall? Don't you want to use it?" Shi Lin gasped. Could it be that Ling Xiaoyue was a potentially even more ruthless "capitalist" than himself?

"No, are there any restrictions?" Shi Lin quickly changed his words in the face of several deathly gazes.

Ling Xiaoyue's hidden "capitalist" face was exposed, and he explained expressionlessly: "You can use it, but you have to pay extra."

Shi Lin swallowed hard, feeling he shouldn't continue asking, but he couldn't. He was simply terribly curious about this enigmatic system setup and the various functions of the Plane Mall.

Ling Xiaoyue: "Are you sure you want to know?" Ling Xiaoyue smiled expressionlessly.

Shi Lin wanted to nod, but his instinct as a capitalist to seek profit and avoid harm forced him to hold back. For a moment, Shi Lin stood there in a stalemate.

Fortunately, someone rescued him soon. The Zombie King appeared out of nowhere and asked Ling Xiaoyue curiously: "I want to know."

Ling Xiaoyue was waiting for these words. Looking at the Zombie King, he smiled faintly: "One small goal a day."

"Ah, you don't have any quantifiers for small goals here, right? It doesn't matter, it's just a 100 million yuan a day fee. It's not a huge amount of money. After all, this is only after a discount."

"Also, the currencies in our two dimensions are different. One dollar and twenty cents in your world is equivalent to one dollar here. The 1 million yuan per day in virtual mall fees is only equivalent to 2 million yuan here."

The zombie king Diao Baotian was shocked to see Ling Xiaoyue's mouth opening and closing, speaking the official language of the Flower Country, which he could clearly understand but just didn't want to understand, or even want to comprehend.

Not to mention him before he became a zombie, even after he became the zombie king, he never thought that one day he would be generous enough to use 100 million as the smallest currency unit.

One hundred million? I'm afraid it's not Zimbabwean dollars.

Diao Baotian felt that if he could one day use this 100 million as the smallest unit of currency, he would no longer be Diao Baotian, but Diao Tianbao.

Shi Lin was already numb from shock. Speaking of capitalists, even he and Ling Xiaoyue combined couldn't compare to this enigmatic, incomplete system.

Everyone's trying to make money, but if they want to make money, they at least have an excuse to put in some effort and energy. But this system is different, it's just brazen and brazen. Will you buy it or not? If not, you'll be exhausted...

Even if you buy something and the checkout speed increases and the customer flow goes up, it will still tire you to death...

The only difference is the kind of tiredness.

Shi Lin asked tentatively, "What is our current daily turnover? Can you tell me? Is this something I can tell you?"

Ling Xiaoyue said that there was nothing to hide. He even pulled out the accounts and calculated and checked them together.

"In the ancient plane, if you include large-scale transactions, the average daily volume is about two and a half small targets. If you don't include them, it's about half a small target."

"Trade in the original plane cannot be measured by numbers. It's more about research value, the economic benefits generated by the traded items after modern improvements and packaging, and the international connections."

"This restarting dimension..." Ling Xiaoyue pulled down the system panel. "Just considering the total amount of transactions in the mall so far, it's a small goal of one and a half."

"But it's only the early stages. There are only so many people here. Once there are enough supplies, there will be a period of weakness. The transaction volume may be less than one-fifth of what it is now."

After Ling Xiaoyue finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that there was a continuous golden mountain in the original plane.

He quickly added, "You know about the mining in the original plane, right? The vast mountains of gold there are considered windfalls, so they are not included in the mall's transaction volume."

After Ling Xiaoyue finished speaking, she looked at Shi Lin with blinking eyes, hoping that he could come up with a better solution after listening to the data.

It can free everyone from the suffering of cashier work.

The four members of the Pojun team, Su Yu, and Lin Chen also looked at Shi Lin eagerly, wanting to see if this young "college student" could really come up with a way to help them escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

After all, if there is no solution, they will really have to stay in this position forever.

Cheng Jia seemed to be smiling, watching the "youngster" in front of him to see what kind of solution he could come up with.

After all, this is a spend-it-or-lose-it problem. There's no other way except spending money.

Oh, our team can’t add anyone yet.

Ling Xiaoyue had said long ago that the fewer people brought here, the more stable the space-time gate would be.

And most importantly, the less "employee insurance" she needs to purchase from the system.

Our Major General Ling Xiaoyue, commander of the Ling base, is very stingy.

Cheng Jia suddenly wanted to see how this person in front of him was going to shoot himself in the foot.

Cheng Jia: Hehehe.

How could Shi Lin not know what kind of situation he had put himself in because of his curiosity and talkativeness?

He was sweating profusely on his forehead and was brainstorming furiously.

No outside help. No spending. All funds must go towards the rewards for first place in the system league. No additional team members are allowed.

How can I do this... Got it!

Shi Lin's mind raced as he came up with a solution. Then, he thought again, no, it wasn't that virtual shopping malls were too prone to theft.

But what if I only buy the castrated version? Or add a mark when scanning the code? What program will detect the unmarked version and trigger an alarm?

No, it still doesn't work! It's too much trouble.

Shi Lin began to look around to relax his mind. If nothing else, could he ask the government for help? But allocating a small amount of money for a single day, not for anything else but just to slack off, was too extravagant even for him, a capitalist.

My eyes scanned every corner of the mall. Zombies weren't an option, so what about strange creatures? Or maybe...

Shi Lin had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and when he saw the currency exchange window, he thought of a solution.

"Let them pay by themselves." Shi Lin turned to look at Ling Xiaoyue, looking into her eyes and said.

"We can either write a program ourselves or ask the survivors of the Spark Base to write one. It's like a tunnel. There are scanners all around it to scan codes."

"You just need to put the items in one by one. It will scan and check out automatically."

"As for those who deliberately hide or miss something and don't put it in for scanning, we can investigate by looking at weight sensors, the number of items removed from the shelves, and the mall's blacklist."

The more Shi Lin talked about it, the more feasible it seemed. He looked at Ling Xiaoyue with sparkling eyes, like a little boy who had finally solved a complex arithmetic problem, then diligently explained his solution to his parents, eager to receive praise.

Ling Xiaoyue: . . . . .

Why didn’t she think of that?!?!

Lin Chen and Ye Feng were so angry they were about to vomit blood. They were the technical leaders of the team. They had never even thought of writing a program themselves! If that didn't work, a robot would work too!

If robots are also considered human by the system, then why not design them as wooden stakes or balls with two or more grippers?!?!

Lin Chen and Ye Feng exchanged a glance, feeling a sharp pain in their chests. Then, he slowly climbed up from the ground, trembling like a ninety-year-old man.

Go write some code! Even if it kills me, I have to get this program out right now!

The two of them supported each other as they walked. From the back, they looked like an old couple who were about to retire but found true love in the office and had an office twilight romance. They went hand in hand to become programmers.

The remaining three members of the Pojun team and Su Yu also stood up. After listening to the solution proposed by the young man who looked like a college student, they felt a surge of anger in their hearts for some unknown reason.

These grown men were so depressed that they wanted to find a corner to squat in a row and wipe their tears.

People have developed muscle memory for their work, but they haven't even considered replacing it with technology? The key is that they still have two cutting-edge scientific and technological talents who have been certified nationally and internationally.

Are you crazy? Feel my fingers, which are still numb. I really want to slap myself twice, but I don't have the energy.

Ling Xiaoyue looked at the remaining four people standing in a row, heading to the rest area in the corner, and couldn't help but remember something. So he spoke quickly.

"Hey, your chopped pepper fish head rice bowl!"

The four people who were heading towards the corner and the night breeze who were helping each other to write "Love Story (Intelligent Program)" as programmers, Lin Chen all turned around.

"It's your chopped pepper fish head rice bowl!"

Who wants to eat now? They just want to find a corner to soothe their cold (crazy brain) alone, okay?

The Zombie King and the Commander were like, wow, there's even a rice bowl? Or a chopped pepper fish head rice bowl?!

Of course Diao Baotian knew what chopped pepper fish head and rice bowl were.

Although the Commander was just a paulownia tree in the deep mountains and old forests, she had been wandering around humans since she transformed. Of course, she knew what this chopped pepper fish head rice bowl was.

Ling Xiaoyue's voice wasn't loud, but the survivors of the Spark Base, who were not far from the entrance of the mall, were all evolved humans. How could they not hear such a clear shout?

Not only did they hear it, they smelled it!

From the beginning, the survivors and guards with excellent senses of smell smelled the faint aroma of food. They thought it was the Six Gods of the Explosion Team simulating some smell at the end of the team.

Is there actually any edible food?

That’s right, this mall has everything, how could it not have normal meals?

Damn it! They also want to bury the pot and cook, but how do they bury the pot? And how do they cook the rice?

They all looked so strange. Suddenly, I realized that the entire base couldn't even muster a team of a thousand cooks.

Hey, it’s all because of this crazy apocalypse.

Ling Xiaoyue looked at the survivors outside, standing up and surrounding the mall entrance, and the guards standing in front of them, forming a cordon and preventing them from entering. His scalp tingled for a moment. It was over. The people outside had heard it.

It seems that I have no choice but to contribute these packed meals.

Ling Xiaoyue was worried about causing a riot, so she was about to call the commander and Diao Baotian to ask for their help, only to find that the two men were already standing behind her.

Ling Xiaoyue gave them a grateful smile, and they smiled back.

Hehe, I just hope you don’t refuse when we make a request.

The two non-humans were making their own calculations in their minds.

Ling Xiaoyue knew that the Zombie King and the Commander must be seeking something, otherwise they wouldn't have stayed in the mall. Furthermore, Mr. Zhuge hadn't assigned them any work.