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

"Mr. Zhuge, Commander." After the nine members of the Explosion Squad saluted after entering the office, Mr. Zhuge invited them to sit down and talk.

The nine members of the team sat on the sofa very stiffly and felt very uncomfortable.

Because the big evil commander was sitting on the double sofa next to them.

And what about the nine members of the team? They sat shivering in a row on the four-seater sofa.

How do nine people fit on a four-seater sofa? It's simple: the second child is sitting in the arms of the third child, the fourth child is squeezed in the arms of the fifth child, the sixth child is holding the seventh child in his arms, and the eighth child is wedged in the arms of the ninth child.

Why is there no one in the boss's arms? Because the boss has to face the questions of the big devil and the base commander, Mr. Zhuge.

Mr. Zhuge tried to ignore this united team of brothers and get straight to the point.

"Can you tell me how you discovered that dimensional mall? You've already gone in to trade, so what's it like there?"

The eldest brother thought for a moment about how to answer this question, and finally chose to ask the third brother to take out the shopping receipt given at the checkout of the mall.

The third brother became more and more nervous under the gaze of the big devil, and the shopping receipts he had released suddenly became loose, and one page after another fell under the table.

Mr. Zhuge: . . . .

I gave the Commander a look that said, "You know what I mean." The Commander took it in but said it was none of his business.

The nine members of the Explosion Squad were all on edge, fearing their commander would take them flying kites or jumping high in the next moment.

Mr. Zhuge picked up the receipt on the table and began to read it. The boss also began to introduce.

Three hours later.

Mr. Zhuge suppressed the little trick that was starting to spin in his heart again. It was different, really different this time. Even the things in the mall were much more comprehensive than in the previous life.

If the previous life was an ordinary shopping mall before the catastrophe, then this life is more like a material warehouse configured by special personnel.

There were even live fish and the incense, candles, and paper money favored by strange creatures. There were also many medicines that would never be found in a peaceful mall. This mall was even willing to exchange all kinds of technology. Even if there was no gold or silver involved, it was fine. The key point was that the prices were so ridiculously low that it made one wonder if the owner was just doing charity.

Mr. Zhuge warned himself that something must be wrong when things are out of the ordinary, and he inquired more thoroughly about the details of the mall.

What?! The price doubled? Mr. Zhuge's heart skipped a beat.

What?! Only a hundred and ten times? What’s the difference between that and no increase at all?

"That's what we said, but Boss Ling said that even though we're in different dimensions, we're all from the same Flower Country. Even if we're not from the Flower Country, we're still all Chinese compatriots. So, just doubling the amount is fine. She even included the handling fee, which is the small difference from the 10 times increase."

Mr. Zhuge looked at the shopping receipt and saw that the cheapest cabbage was only 0.50 yuan per catty. After converting it at an exchange rate of 1.2:1, even if it was multiplied by 66 times, it would only be yuan in Chinese yuan.

This price is even lower than the price of dishes in some special areas before the Cataclysm.

How can this be called doubling? What kind of doubling is this? Mr. Zhuge's vision gradually became blurred by the mist.

I hope this time...it's really different...

The commander felt the violent brainwaves and emotional fluctuations, and looked at Zhuge Xiaobai with surprise. This man's emotions were so varied and changeable that he didn't even resemble the supreme leader of a base. Yet, he was the perfect person to emulate. He was becoming more and more like a human being.

The base was already in an uproar. News reached the ears of the survivors inside the base through various channels.

"Have you heard? We're going to have supplies soon?"

"I heard about it, I heard about it. They say there's a shopping mall here that appeared from outer space or some other dimension. They have everything, including normal, non-mutated fruits and vegetables. The things are very cheap, too."

"Yes, yes. I also heard that the mall is exactly the same as the one here before the Cataclysm. They have everything and the prices are cheap. A team at the base has already traded supplies with that mall and returned."

"What? Has a team already gone to that mall to buy things? Which team? Who told you that? And what did they buy?"

"You don't even know this? It's the Exploding Sky Team that Liu Shen is with! I heard that Liu Shen discovered it when he went to the bathroom!"

"How come Liu Shen found it while he was using the restroom? Why did I hear that the second-in-command of the team found it while he was using the restroom?"

"Why are they all going to the restroom? Then how was this mall discovered?"

"Never mind how the mall was discovered, the most important thing is that it seemed to be trading in gold!"

"What?! Trading with gold? How can I do that? Who doesn't have time to keep gold in the house or wear it on their body these days? This stuff is not worth eating or drinking in today's world. If I had known, I would have thrown away that bag of gold jewelry."

"Why are you so anxious? Mr. Zhuge hasn't said anything yet. He will definitely go negotiate with the mall first. By then, once the terms are finalized, we can probably go shopping there."

"Yes, yes. Now all we have on us are points and some scattered crystal cores and beast cores. We have to agree on the rules first. If we all rush in at once, won't the mall be in chaos?"

"Who told you this? How come I don't know anything?" an old man who had been listening to gossip for a long time asked puzzledly.

"Who else could it be? It was a classmate of my next-door neighbor's seventh great-uncle's son who told him."

. . . . .

Similar discussions were heard in different places throughout the base, and the base's broadcast finally sounded amid the survivors' eager anticipation.

The heads of each region rushed to the meeting place as quickly as possible. After receiving the instructions from above, they returned to their respective areas even faster than when they came.

The survivors had already gathered in the streets.

The regional manager took one look and thought, "Oh, no need to say anything. So why not just say it directly?"

So the survivors in each area began to line up as families to draw lots.

The first 100 people who were caught would gather to go to the mall to buy things. The second batch of survivors who were drawn between 200 and 300 would take turns to go to the mall to buy things.

The remaining survivors at the end don't need to worry. Mr. Zhuge, the highest person in charge of the base, has already taken the guards and nine members of the Explosion Squad to the mall for negotiations.

The guards were also arranged to bring back a batch of supplies needed by the base and sell them in various areas of the base.

At that time, the survivors who stay in the base can purchase these goods with their points.