Road Survival: My RV is a Moving Castle

Upon seeing this news, Liu Xuezhi's eyes turned icy cold, and he felt like he was about to grind his teeth to powder.

He was shivering from the cold; none of the treasure chests he had searched contained anything that could keep him warm.

So when he discovered that Song Chiyu was actually selling blankets on the channel, he was both envious and wanted them.

Unexpectedly, the woman blocked him directly.

Liu Xuezhi: [Fine, Song Chiyu, you're ruthless. Don't ever beg me for anything again.]

Hey, don't block me! I was just following the trend.

[Block me if you want, who cares about your stuff? I can make my own blankets later.]

[No! I really need a blanket! Has anyone bought too many? We can trade supplies!]

Xu Xingshi: [They're really a bunch of opportunists, bending whichever way the wind blows.]

Xie Xunjin [@Everyone, I am now blocking Liu Xuezhi, XXX, and others. From this moment on, I will refuse all transactions with them.]

Meanwhile, 100 reusable hand warmers, each usable 10 times, are now available on the trading page. First come, first served!

Xie Xunjin, who never makes an appearance in the world, surprisingly posted a message.

The entire channel started to buzz again.

Wow, it can be reused! I want to buy it!

Thankfully, I didn't blindly follow the trend. Everyone should just focus on doing things honestly and being upright people.

[This is the fastest karma I've ever seen, so satisfying, hahaha!]

Xu Xingshi [@Everyone, I am now blocking Liu Xuezhi, XXX, and others. From this moment forward, I will refuse all transactions with them.]

Xie Xunling [@Everyone, I am now blocking Liu Xuezhi, XXX, and others. From this moment forward, I will refuse all transactions with them.]

Lin Xue [@Everyone, I am now blocking Liu Xuezhi, XXX, and others. From this moment forward, I will refuse all transactions with them.]

……

At this moment, Liu Xuezhi looked at the blocking messages in the world channel, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, his cheeks clenched so hard they were hard.

You bunch of people, just you wait!

Find an opportunity to see if he doesn't destroy them.

After seeing Xie Xunjin's message, Song Chiyu promptly checked the trading interface and immediately spotted the trade Xie Xunjin had posted.

Because she was a friend of the other party, the system prioritized sending her the message.

"A single piece of fabric can be traded for a heat patch? Does it cost nothing to make?"

Song Chiyu muttered to himself, but couldn't resist ordering 10 to see what would happen.

[Beep! The other party has set a limit; each person can only purchase one.]

As soon as I clicked on the transaction, the system notification sounded.

Song Chiyu instantly understood; he wasn't trying to earn supplies, but probably wanted to support her sister.

What a great older brother!

Song Chiyu gave him a thumbs up.

She later successfully traded a heat patch, which was somewhat heavy, a bit heavier than a regular one.

I tore open the packaging and put one on my lower abdomen. It started to get hot in less than three seconds after I put it on.

This works great, but I don't know how long it will keep warm at a time.

Without checking the channel messages again, Song Chiyu took the six treasure chests she had just exchanged with Xu Xingshi and was about to open them.

I suddenly remembered the skill cards that 001 rewarded me with before, and there was a bad luck card in them!

Thinking of this, Song Chiyu's lips curled into a smile.

She took out the skill card with the unlucky bear printed on it and silently recited Liu Xuezhi's name three times into its mouth.

[Ding! The Unlucky Card has been activated. Target: Liu Xuezhi. Skill duration: 1 day]

The card slowly disappeared from Song Chiyu's hand, then turned into a small white light and flew towards the horizon.

However, Song Chiyu was so curious that he used a telescope on himself to watch Liu Xuezhi's situation in real time.

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Over here, Liu Xuezhi was squatting on the ground, hugging his arms to keep warm. In front of him was a small fire that he had just managed to make by rubbing sticks together.

He suddenly felt a heat on his forehead, touched it with his hand, but found nothing there.

At this moment, for some reason, a cold wind rose again, carrying with it many small stones and blades of grass.

Fearing the fire would be blown out, Liu Xuezhi quickly protected the fire like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

He was probably in too much of a hurry, and his collar got too close to the fire and caught fire.

"Damn it! Mad!"

Seeing this, Liu Xuezhi disregarded the fire and angrily tried to extinguish the flames on his collar with his hands.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of a hand striking the chest was particularly loud in the night, and the flames were finally extinguished.

However, his collar was burned with a large hole, and his chest was also burned red.

"It hurts like hell! Damn fire!"

Liu Xuezhi's eyes were filled with malice, and he couldn't help but lightly kick the fire.

However, perhaps the fire was too fragile, because the light kick extinguished it.

He tried to salvage the situation, but a gentle breeze blew by and the last spark disappeared.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Liu Xuezhi angrily spat to the side, but it was too cold, so he could only squat down again, turn his back to the wind, and hug himself tightly.

No matter which way he turned, the wind blew in his face, making it impossible for him to open his eyes.

"Paji!"

A sticky, white, viscous liquid suddenly flew over and smeared into his mouth, while a foul odor filled his nostrils.

Liu Xuezhi couldn't take it anymore and jumped up to wipe his face vigorously with his sleeve.

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"Pfft hahahahahaha!"

Upon seeing this, Song Chiyu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

That kid deserves it!

Now I feel much better.

Song Chiyu stopped paying attention to that side. Anyway, the unlucky card was valid for 24 hours, so let Liu Xuezhi enjoy it slowly!

Let's continue unpacking.

Looking at the six large boxes, Song Chiyu didn't say a word and checked them one by one.

"Hint: There are two rare and highly venomous pythons here."

……

Does this box have some kind of grudge against Xu Xingshi?

Not only were there no supply crates, but there were also two large pythons, and they were rare... highly venomous... pythons.

If he opens the box, who knows whether he'll go to heaven or earth; he's definitely not going to stay in the human world.

Song Chiyu was afraid that she might accidentally open the box, so she swallowed hard and moved away from it.

Let's continue reading.

Hint: There are 20 giant African scorpions in here.

Song Chiyu: ...

Stay away!

Hint: There are some food and ingredients here.

This is alright, it's normal.

Hint: There are some food and ingredients here.

"Hint: There's some extremely smelly rhinoceros dung in here."

what……

Why do I feel like I can smell a faint odor even through the box? Is it just my imagination?

Hint: There are 1000 rove beetles in here.

Upon hearing this, Song Chiyu, who had suffered greatly from rove beetle poisoning, glared angrily, wishing he could grind the box to dust.

Good heavens, Xu Xingshi truly lives up to his reputation as the channel's undisputed master of carrying heavy loads; the danger level of this dangerous box rivals that of the African savanna.

Are you trying to create a huge gang of dangerous animals?

"Gudong~"

The sound of 001 swallowing saliva, which I couldn't help, echoed in my mind.

Song Chiyu didn't hesitate at all; he just wanted to get rid of these four "experts" as soon as possible.

"Eat up, eat up. These four danger boxes are all yours. Next time you find a danger box, just eat it."

Out of sight, out of mind.

Opening the remaining two supply chests, a long-lost supply notification sound rang out from the small tent.