Quick Transmigration: I just want to hate the protagonist

Chapter 459 Trading Area

The two climbed up the stairs. In the world of 9012, elevators are not as common as in 2019. First, there are not so many resources to spend on them. Second, this society does not need elevators that much.

When the continent was in turmoil, the number of humans on the planet dropped sharply. Later, after a series of changes, although the power of humans increased, their ability to reproduce was also greatly reduced. There are not too many high-rise buildings to accommodate these residents, so there are basically no houses above seven floors here, and elevators are no longer just needed.

Coupled with the fact that human physical fitness has been improved now, it is not a big deal to climb the stairs, and the demands on this aspect are much less.

The benefit of the elevator is far lower than the cost, so it gradually goes to history.

Bai Mo sighed as he climbed the stairs. In this world, cars can fly in the sky, so why are there still such tormenting stairs?
God knows, what she hates most is climbing stairs. Although with her current physical condition, climbing stairs is just a piece of cake, but this does not prevent her from feeling mentally tired.

Yan Hua walked in front and dragged her, with a faint smile on his brows and eyes: "If you're really tired, I'll carry you up?"

Hearing this, Bai Mo straightened his body and quickly waved his hands.

Forget it, she's not that delicate yet, and even though she has figured out the relationship between the two of them, she still can't accept too intimate contact in a short time, kissing, hugging and holding high, goodbye, goodbye, Let her take it easy.

Yan Hua saw her reaction, so what should I say?He had expected it a long time ago, but he still had a little bit of regret.

In fact, there were only about twenty steps. If you took a big step, you would be upstairs in ten steps. Although Bai Mo was inked, it didn't last long, and the two of them quickly reached the third floor.

Although this four-story small building has a signboard of the Employment Union, the places where tasks are actually assigned and received are all on the first and second floors, and the third floor is an independent space. Usually, some union personnel come here to set up stalls, Some gadgets, strange and weird, have a wide variety, good and bad, expensive and cheap, and the transaction method is also simple, it all depends on the willingness of the buyer and the seller.

As for the fourth floor, it is rarely open. It is said that it will only be opened when there are major events.

Bai Mo and the others went to the third floor and walked around. It felt like it was a bit like an antique market. She held her chin and thought for a while, then set up a stall on the ground and took out a bunch of messy weapons.

Instead of taking big swords and sticks, she prepared all kinds of hidden weapons, including palm-sized money darts and thumb-thick flying needles, all of which she had thrown into the space in the past when she was idle and bored.

These hidden weapons were forged by hand by ancient blacksmiths. Although the fineness was a little lower than that of machine processing, the materials used were sufficient, and the compactness and toughness were by no means comparable to machine processing.

As soon as Bai Mo's things were put out, people with knowledge of the goods came to him soon, but there were not many people who actually bought them.Just because hidden weapons are not very useful against the Zerg, even if someone buys it, it is not for dealing with the Zerg.

Bai Mo naturally knew this, so she didn't ask for a high price, and only exchanged some money for food and sleep temporarily.

An hour later, Bai Mo looked at the four-digit number on her account balance, and silently breathed a sigh of relief. She tugged at the corner of Yan Hua's clothes, and the two packed up and left tacitly.

More than 2000 yuan is enough for them to live in this base for a week.

(End of this chapter)