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"Rare minerals... I see. What do you want? Just provide a list. We'll do our best to find whatever we can."

"But, intelligence, what kind of intelligence do you mean?"

After the two sides talked for a while.

The man said, "This amount of food and water can only provide a thousand kilograms of minerals at most. You should know that if we go looking for minerals now, we will have to risk our lives."

One thousand kilograms is already a lot, and it can be seen how scarce water and food are.

If the radiation outside wasn't too strong and there weren't contaminated organisms active, mining and searching for minerals would take time. The men could probably provide as many minerals as they wanted, as long as they could provide more water and food in exchange.

In this radiation-filled world, food and water are becoming increasingly scarce, especially clean water, which has become more precious than gold.

After all, no matter how much gold you have, you can't survive for three days without water.

Du Jiashi said: "Our city is not short of water and food, what we lack is people, a lot of people."

He was talking about the lack of labor because he thought of what Mi Lan said, that if civilization is to be preserved, then people are the most important.

By relying on the trade of materials, we may be able to take over this gathering place without spending a single soldier.

However, it did not sound like that to the man's ears. His face changed and became very ugly.

The people around him were even more excited, and some of them even raised their guns, but the man raised his hands to stop them.

"Valti, are you going to cooperate with these demons?"

"We have persisted for so long just to survive. We can't possibly provide them with live pigs."

Live pig? What is that? It doesn't sound like a good word, Du Jiashi thought.

Xu Rou wondered why they suddenly became so excited. Was there something wrong with what they said just now?

She went over Du Jiashi's words in her mind and found that there was indeed some ambiguity in his words, so she added: "What we mean is that we want to come here to establish a gathering place, so we need to recruit some talents."

The man named Valti looked surprised. "Establish a gathering place? Don't you have your own city?"

"She's lying to us, right? We have nothing here, and the radiation level is exceeding the standard. We're nowhere near as good as the central gathering place. How could anyone come here to establish a gathering place?"

They don't believe anyone would do such a thankless job.

Du Jiashi raised his hand: "Wait a minute, what do you mean by live pigs?"

Valti and his companions looked strange: "You don't know what a live pig is?"

Du Jiashi: "Although I know this word, I feel that what you mean is different from what I understand."

Walti observed Du Jiashi, Xu Rou and others again.

Their ages varied, but two of them looked like children who had not yet grown up.

There is still a childishness on their faces, and there is no numbness and despair on the faces of Du Jiashi and others who are struggling to survive in the doomsday.

There is still a glimmer of hope for life in his eyes.

How ironic is this?

Clearly living in such a hopeless world, what kind of paradise do they live in that makes them blind to the suffering of the outside world?

Walti said in a bad tone: "Live pigs, isn't that what you people in the central gathering place use to describe us low-class, worthless people?"

"They exchanged some food for a person. As for what they're going to do with those live pigs, huh? Slaves, consumables, experimental subjects, or even just for venting their anger? Anything is possible."

So this is what live pigs mean, Du Jiashi thought, and then explained: "No, we don't mean to buy you, we really plan to establish a gathering place here."

Mi Lan looked at the group of little devils with boredom as they racked their brains to think of how to persuade each other. She tilted her head and said, "Too slow."

Mi Lan snapped his fingers, making everyone look at him. Then he said, "I don't want to waste any more time talking to you. If you don't agree... I have plenty of ways to make you agree."

Valti's expression turned unhappy. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is..." Mi Lan snapped his fingers again: "You can't disagree."

Valti's companion was furious. Just as he was about to pull the trigger to give the other person a warning, he was horrified to find that his body had become very strange.

Something in his body was boiling and squirming. He looked at his arm and found that the skin on it was bulging with lumps, and there were bulges moving inside, as if countless worms were rolling around inside.

He screamed in horror: "Ahhh, what is this?"

His companions also screamed one after another, and they couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands, and they dropped them to the ground. They were so terrified that they couldn't stand and sat down on the ground.

Mi Lan smiled and said, "This is—divine punishment."

Valti was anxious, but just as he was about to move, he felt an indescribable feeling in his body, as if all the blood in his body was being controlled by someone.

He thought helplessly: So that's how it is. Isn't the opponent on the same level as us?

"Please stop. We agree to all your demands. We only hope you will show mercy and not kill us."

Du Jiashi and the other three were shocked. Is there such a thing?

Yang Yu twitched his lips. What had they done before? Thinking of their previous stupid actions, he suddenly wanted to cover his face.

Yes, they are all Contract Contractors, and this mission has no restrictions on the use of abilities. They actually only thought of communicating with words instead of directly using their abilities to coerce the other party.

Is it because of the inertia of thinking?

Du Jiashi slapped his face, "Actually, we're not very proficient in controlling the weirdness yet, luckily we have Master Mi Lan here."

They are not yet able to achieve such fine control, and it is possible that after releasing the weirdness, they will kill everyone directly.

It is more than enough to save one's life, but it is difficult to achieve the effect of coercion.

Valti lowered his head and said respectfully, "My lords, who have come from a distant city, do you have any instructions? As long as we at the White Sands Gathering can do it, we will definitely do it."

The experience just now made him realize that he had no right to resist the other party. In this case, he might as well put aside his pride and perhaps save his life.

For those struggling in the end times, nothing is more important than being alive.

"Give us detailed intelligence on all the gathering places here."

Mi Lan: "Also, I need to know which gathering place this group of people are from."

Valti saw the photo that Mi Lan took out, which showed a group of people wearing combat uniforms with their faces covered.