Desert Survival, when I entered a month in advance

: Props and weapons all have grades. Those without marks are level 0, or ordinary items. From low to high, they are green, blue, and red. I don’t know about the grades above that.

This news has not spread yet, but it won't be long before everyone knows about it. It is a great choice to sell it now while it still has some value.

Sure enough, Feng Chan sent a message: Thank you.

Followed by a pack of masks, roughly estimated to contain 90 masks.

She said that selling favorability is useful, and here comes another order.

000001: It’s up to you how much you want to sell it for. You get 2 and I get 8.

This thing is not very useful to her, but most people still live in caves. When a sandstorm comes, the caves have no doors, so wherever you go, you will get a mouthful of sand and you dare not even breathe. At this time, it is necessary to have a mask.

As a businesswoman, Ning Qiao would definitely want to make more money for herself, so she would only sell at a higher price. Feng Chan also had a bottom line in mind. If she didn't give her enough, it would prove that she had embezzled some of the goods, and Feng Chan would end her cooperation with her.

She was actually not good at buying and selling, and there were 90 masks, and each person only bought one or two at most. She would have to bargain with others all day long, which was too troublesome. She should just concentrate on training and then tinker with other things.

Ning Qiao: Great stuff! Guaranteed to sell out.

After a brief chat, Feng Chan looked at the number of people chatting in the area.

She was shocked that 4 to people were gone overnight. When she thought about it carefully, most people had been in a state of hunger. Four days was enough to make a person exhausted. They also encountered sandstorms and dark monsters, which they could not resist at all. It was reasonable that so many people died.

At this moment, she suddenly felt fortunate that she had come in a month earlier and had not encountered these things, otherwise it would have been difficult for her to survive.

While the weather is not yet the hottest, Feng Chan seizes the time to train.

At noon, three boxes appeared at once, two logs and one green box.

The distance was not far, so she got it easily.

Three scorpions came out of the first wooden box, and Feng Chan, who was on guard, flattened them in one go.

The second wooden box contained a bag of palm-sized spicy strips with red oil.

The third green box was the one Feng Chan was most looking forward to. She pried it open slightly with a long knife. When nothing came out, she opened them all with confidence.

Inside lay a pair of old-style oval gold-rimmed glasses, which were put into the warehouse and automatically placed in the prop compartment.

: After wearing Ursi's glasses (blue permanent), one can detect the supplies and props carried by a target whose strength is not more than twice his own. No one except the wearer can see it. The cooling time is 24 hours.

Feng Chan put it on immediately, randomly selected a lucky person from the chat in the area and was ready to try it out, but found that it could not be used.

She turned around and clicked on Ning Qiao's profile picture, but still couldn't see it. Now she was sure that it couldn't be used through the electronic screen.

But there was no one else around her, so Feng Chan looked down.

The introduction mentioned the target, but didn't say it must be a person.

With just one thought, she chose to use it, and it actually worked, but there was nothing on Jindou.

Feng Chan finally put Ursi's glasses into the compartment of her backpack. In case she met him one day, it would be more convenient to carry them with her.

She leaves the spicy strips outside and eats them whenever she wants.

The sun was too scorching at noon, and the temperature had reached an astonishing 45 degrees. Feng Chan was sweating just by sitting still. She decided to continue her training in the evening and opened the mall to see if there were any good things.

After half an hour of swiping through water, bread, wooden boards, stones and some rags, she finally saw the props.

: Running Bronze Statue (blue permanent), increases speed by 20% after use, lasts for 30 minutes, and has a cooldown of 3 hours.

After reading the introduction, her eyes lit up. What a good thing! It lasts longer than a card, has a quick cooldown, and most importantly, is permanent.

She was about to contact the seller but found that the product was sold out. She had no choice but to continue browsing the mall. When she didn't see anything good, she turned to the regional chat and checked the news.

NPC: Oh my god, two men and one woman just passed by on camels.

Melon Eater King: Explain! Is there really a way back to the city?

NPC001: Add 1

Following everyone's urging, the NPC sent a voice message.

"At first I thought they were real people, but they ignored me. The tall, thin man left a comment saying 'poor bastard' and walked away. Then I realized they were carrying a lot of stuff on their camels. They must be the desert merchants mentioned in the game."

Chigua110: You missed such a great opportunity? You might be the first one in our area to encounter such a thing.

NPC: I didn’t know at first, but he said I was poor. Even if I wanted to trade, he wouldn’t look down on me.

The Watermelon Eating King: That’s true.

Feng Chan was roughly sure that the desert merchants were the three people she had met. After watching for a while, she found that most people had accepted the reality. Now they were either begging for charity or showing off their wealth by saying that they had found some good things.

Since there was nothing to do, she simply kept the area chat open.

When it was the hottest time of the afternoon, Wang Daxixi and Qiu Sheng Aqiang were attacked again, and neither of them dared to say a word.

Feng Chan finished watching the whole thing and just turned off the screen when Jindou suddenly shouted to the outside.

dong dong——

Feng Chan silently put the small knife on her waist, put the long sword on her back, and walked gently to the window to look outside the door.

A bearded man wearing a white Central Asian robe, a red and white checkered pattern on his head, with a tall figure and a golden bowl in his hand was knocking on his door.

Are there several merchants? As soon as Feng Chan had this thought, the bearded man's eyes lit up and he jumped to the window and waved happily: "Friend~ I'm so hungry, give me something to eat."

"Wanderer?" Feng Chan was a little incredulous. Now she looked at him carefully. He had two turquoise necklaces around his neck and several rings on his hands, including but not limited to imperial green rings, opals, rubies, etc.

The bearded man agreed: "It's me, buddy~"

Feng Chan: ...She doesn't look so poor that she has to wander around, and her clothes are shockingly clean. She looks like she has wandered around more than him.

Noticing Feng Chan's eyes, the wanderer explained with sudden enlightenment: "These were all given to me by my human friends." He tried hard to speak in standard Chinese, though his voice was a little halting.

Feng Chan: "A player like me?"

Bearded Man: “Yeah, yeah, they are very happy.”

As he spoke, he kept glancing inside, as if looking for something good.

Looking at the bearded man's sneaky look, Feng Chan didn't think the person whose things were taken away would be very happy.

"I don't have much at home, you should go to someone else's house."

The bearded man didn't believe it: "You have so many things in your house that they have to be left outside, and the house is being repaired quickly, so there must be food. I just need a bite to eat."