Chapter 434: Apocalypse Trading System (6)
Xie Yang took out all the Props she had just bought:
"Mom, I used the gold bars you gave me to buy these for now. Let's use them all; they might come in handy."
After hearing her daughter briefly explain their functions, Yu Baozhi immediately understood that they were all good things for saving one's life.
If gold bars are gone, they can be earned again.
If a life is gone, it is truly gone.
"Use them! Daughter, you pick first, and leave the rest for Mom."
After a brief analysis, Xie Yang chose the Knight Lightning Gun and the Recovery Healing Technique.
The Ice Control Technique and the Beast Taming Technique went to Yu Baozhi.
No sooner had they finished dividing them than she saw Ms. Yu, without a word, pick up the two cards and slap them onto her forehead with a *slap-slap*.
With such decisiveness, one could hardly tell she used to be a delicate housewife like a dodder flower.
It goes to show that only when a person has strength do they have confidence.
Ms. Yu, now having the confidence to face the apocalypse, turned her head to see her daughter still stunned and urged her:
"Daughter, what are you dawdling for? We need to hurry."
"……Okay."
It was indeed time to hurry.
Since the mother and daughter were going together, once they left, they would certainly not return.
Therefore, before leaving, she planned to scavenge all the supplies in the entire building.
In fact, before the main force of the Xie Family withdrew, they had already conducted a carpet-style search of every company upstairs and downstairs.
But what they took away were only food, water, and daily necessities like clothes, shoes, socks, and paper products.
Of course, timers like alarm clocks, having tasted the sweetness of them, were not spared by them either.
However, no matter how many people they had, without storage-type Props, what they could take away was limited after all.
Items that were difficult to carry, such as tableware, kitchenware, ceramics, pottery, and glass crafts, as well as objects of little use during the survival stage like gardening tools, woven and rattan-iron crafts, bathroom equipment, and wooden furniture, were all left behind as useless scraps.
These were not of much use to the Xie Yang family either, but they could be recycled to the Trading System in exchange for Trading Coins!
Xie Yang recycled them company by company.
【Ding! Scanned 45 pieces of Grade A intangible cultural heritage embroidery and fabric art, recycling price Trading Coins, proceed with Trading?】
【Ding! Scanned 65 pieces of Grade B glass craft ornaments, recycling price Trading Coins, proceed with Trading?】
【Ding! Scanned 82 pieces of Grade A intangible cultural heritage rattan weaving crafts, recycling price Trading Coins, proceed with Trading?】
【Ding! Scanned 29 pieces of Grade A living intangible cultural heritage wood carvings, recycling price Trading Coins, proceed with Trading?】
【Ding! Scanned 39 pieces of Grade B bathroom equipment, recycling price Trading Coins, proceed with Trading?】
【Ding! Scanned 41 pieces of Grade B wooden furniture, recycling price Trading Coins, proceed with Trading?】
【Ding! Scanned……】
Xie Yang: "……"
Aren't the Trading Coins coming in just like this!
Who would have thought that these inconspicuous foreign trade products were actually so valuable?
There was an illusion of picking up gold everywhere!
Confirm!
Confirm!
Confirm!
Confirm!
Confirm!
Confirm……
She quickened her pace, striving not to miss a single company, and moved all these items—which were no different from scrap metal in the apocalypse and would be the first things discarded when fleeing—onto the Trading Platform to be converted into Trading Coins!
……
When the mother and daughter walked out of the Foreign Trade Building, the Trading Coin balance was just a little bit short of five million.
Unfortunately, time was tight, and Xie Yang only had time to scan the foreign trade goods displayed by each company into the Trading System.
If there had been plenty of time, office desks and chairs, filing cabinets, coffee machines in the pantry, water dispensers, small refrigerators, and microwave ovens could all have been scanned in and converted into Trading Coins.
There was nothing to be done about it.
Although she had activated the Storage Function, there were restrictions on storage, limited only to supplies produced by the Trading System.
For example, if you buy a case of drinking water on the Trading Platform during a limited-time sale and can't finish it all at once, you can store it.
But outside supplies won't work.
So, apart from recycling them to the Trading System, these supplies could not be taken away if she wanted to.
Come to think of it, isn't it a "Everything Can Be Traded" system? Are there no storage Props like a portable space?
【There are! There are Storage Boxes.】
The Pang Tuanzi Sub-system brought up a Storage Box for Xie Yang that was built using space-folding technology.
The silver-painted box didn't reveal what material it was made of, but its size was about the same as a cigarette case, and the price came in several tiers—
The cheapest one cost Trading Coins; the most expensive one had a long string of zeros after it, and even if she spent all her current balance, it wouldn't be enough to buy one.
Xie Yang glanced at the cheapest Storage Box and found that the storage capacity was only one cubic meter.
One cubic meter costs 500,000?
Is it robbing people?
The magical Plant Domestication Technique didn't even cost 5,000.
The Recovery Healing Technique is a bit expensive, but it shouldn't cost 50,000.
【Host, the Plant Domestication Technique and those things are not products from the same plane as space folding technology.】
After listening to Pang Tuanzi's vivid explanation, Xie Yang finally understood why the Trading System was called "Everything Can Be Traded"—
Because the goods it lists come from many, many different planes; some are produced in the primitive era, some come from modern cities, some originate from the Magic World, and others come from the Interstellar Plane.
Wait!
A possibility suddenly flashed through Xie Yang's mind—
"The items I recycle to the Trading System, they aren't being listed on the Trading Platform, are they?"
【That's right! The Host is so smart!】
"..."
Smart my foot!
So, the goods on the Trading Platform actually come from various different planes?
No wonder they are so varied and have everything.
That said, is the Magic World the one with the highest level of civilization among all planes? 2,000 Trading Coins can secure a magical spell similar to a Wood Ability. Yet a one-cubic-meter Storage Box from the Interstellar Plane actually costs 500,000.
【It doesn't work like that! Space folding technology is a technological product of the Interstellar Plane; although this technology is already very mature, the materials used to make the Storage Box are extremely rare, which is why it has this price.】
So that's how it is.
Fine, Xie Yang understood, but she didn't intend to spend that wasted money!
Whatever she needs, she can just buy it directly on the Trading Platform.
500,000 could buy so many steamed buns, apples, and drinking water!
Does she really lack a mere cubic meter of supplies?
"Yang Yang, the key is still in this car."
After exiting the building, they discovered the road was empty; surprisingly, they didn't see any Zombies.
While wondering about it, Yu Baozhi noticed that the door of a car beside the green belt was wide open, the key was still in the ignition, and although the front of the car had signs of impact, it wasn't serious.
Yu Baozhi said regretfully: "It's a pity Mom doesn't know how to drive. If I knew how to drive, it would be much faster than walking."
As they passed by, she even slowed her pace to carefully examine the car's trunk space: "This car's trunk is even bigger than the one we have at home; I'm afraid it's a cubic meter, right? If I knew how to drive, we could pack a lot more things."
Xie Yang: "..."
Hearing "one cubic meter," she couldn't help but make a comparison with the Storage Box—
For the same cubic meter, the Storage Box costs 500,000! And this car... it doesn't cost a cent.
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