Fog Survival

That is to find a spiritual land!

The only few spiritual lands that appeared were all in the unknown area of ​​the border, and the environment was extremely dangerous.

Moreover, the higher the quality of the spiritual land, the higher the concentration of chaotic spiritual energy around it.

At the same time, the exploration cost also increased exponentially.

This made it very difficult to explore high-quality spiritual lands.

When everyone was worried and helpless, Qi Yuan and the seventh district appeared with small-leaf cattail grass!

Qi Yuan understood why the appearance of small-leaf cattail grass attracted so many people's attention.

It turned out that it was not only because of its own function, but also because of this relationship!

In fact, it stands to reason that survivors who have upgraded to the fifth-level shelter have a certain ability to enter the chaotic spiritual energy and survive for a period of time.

Even if their own strength is sufficient, they also have enough funds to buy "Secondary Shelter Scroll" and "Shelter Scroll".

Qi Yuan lowered his head in thought and asked, "Mr. Zhang, what is your purpose in telling me this?"

Zhang Zhongyue did not hide anything and said directly, "A few days ago, other official forces discovered a special place on the eastern border where there are a few spiritual lands."

"We originally planned to form an exploration team with the seven official forces in charge of the super teleportation array and several forces in charge of the small teleportation array to explore and develop."

"But due to various difficulties, we can only send small-scale teams to explore and dare not enter in full."

"And the biggest difficulty is the disorder of spiritual energy!"

"So, when After your District 7 brought out the plant of small-leaf cattail, we discussed and decided to make an exception and let your District 7 join us. "

Qi Yuan did not show joy, but his face was slightly gloomy, and he was worried: "What's the price?"

After a moment of silence, Zhang Zhongyue replied: "Small-leaf cattail seeds!"

"Okay! Originally, I was planning to sell seeds, I will just give you a batch."

Zhang Zhongyue did not agree, but said: "Qi Yuan, I have seen the latest batch of seeds, and it is not the kind we want."

"Oh, the kind you want? Which one is it?"

Qi Yuan already understood what Zhang Zhongyue meant, and his tone was a little cold.

What they want is not the small-leaf cattail that can only be planted once, but the original seeds.

Using the information of a spiritual land, the monopoly of District 7 on small-leaf cattail is completely destroyed.

Qi Yuan believed that if he sold improved seeds, Zhang Zhongyue would definitely tell him the news about the spiritual land.

He actually knew that the relationship between him and Zhang Zhongyue was not as close as he imagined, and it could only be considered a cooperative relationship at most.

Normally, he would not share important information like the spiritual land with himself.

As for why he told himself the information this time?

Mostly because the small-leaved cattail could not be planted multiple times, he came to Qi Yuan.

This made Qi Yuan a little helpless. This kind of thing, when Zhang Zhongyue personally brought it up, would more or less affect the relationship between the two.

Soon, Zhang Zhongyue replied, and the content was very different from what Qi Yuan thought: "What we want is the seeds of small-leaf cattail that can be cultivated many times."

"What's the price?"

"The opportunity to go to the spiritual land together!"

Qi Yuan almost laughed out of anger: "Grandpa Zhang, are you too greedy and too stingy at the same time?"

At the same time, he was a little strange. How could Grandpa Zhang, who has dementia, say such a thing?

Then the next words made Qi Yuan frown even more.

Zhang Zhongyue: "Qi Yuan, I hope you can think about it carefully. The value of this plant is too high. Do you really think that with the ability of the seventh district, you can completely monopolize it?"

"You take out the seeds of small-leaf cattail, and we let you join us to explore the spiritual land together. This is the best result I can get for you."

Qi Yuan felt more and more right, and replied coldly: "What if I don't agree?"

Three seconds later, the reply made Qi Yuan's eyes cold.

"If you agree, no one can be sure what will happen! You'd better think twice!"

"Are you threatening me?"

"It's just me."

Qi Yuan didn't continue chatting and deleted him from his friends list.

At this point in the chat, Qi Yuan had already found something wrong.

Is this way of speaking too extreme and too brainless?

Although the relationship between him and Zhang Zhongyue is not very close, they have known each other for a long time and have even maintained cooperation.

Even before the first district and the seventh district, there was very close cooperation and they built a wall together.

Although it was a big deal, there was a better solution, why did it have to come to this.

Qi Yuan's anxiety became stronger and stronger, and his eyes were suspicious and uncertain, and he immediately contacted Zhong Maiyun.

"Mai Yun, how are you? Are you selling small-leaved cattail?"

Zhong Mai Yun replied in confusion: "No, I left it to your kid."

"Chang Lin?!"

...

In the Shanhe Shelter, in Zhang Zhongyue's office.

A man about 170cm tall, with short grey hair and a slight frown on his face, about 40 years old, stood in front of the desk.

In his hand was Zhang Zhongyue's "Mist Survival Manual", and the picture on the manual was frozen on the page "The message cannot be sent, please add a friend first!"

Zhao Zhonghai snorted coldly, and the cold voice echoed in the room: "You don't know what's good for you! You really know what Zhang Zhongyue is worried about."

After the voice fell, he stood and thought for a moment, then closed the "Mist Survival Manual" and put it back on the table.

Then, he quietly left the room and slowly took out his "Mist Survival Manual" in the dark corridor.

On the private chat interface, lines of words began to appear.

"I'm at a loss here. This little bastard is so stubborn. There's no need to save face for him!"

"..."

"Hmph, no matter whether it's Zhang Zhongyue's idea, let him handle it, this is the best way."

"..."

"Okay, send someone over. By the way, my people received news that the original grass seeds of small-leaved cattail are in the hands of that woman. Go find a child named An Changlin."

"..."

"Sure! But we've agreed that after the deal is done, the grass seeds and the seventh district, our Shanhe Shelter, the seventh floor.

"..."

As the chat ended, Zhao Zhonghai slowly let out a breath: "Zhongyue still has too many concerns, Zhongming has enough experience and his methods are tough enough. This villain... I have to do it!"

"Uncle Zhonghai, what are you doing here? "

At this time, a cold voice came from the entrance of the passage.

Zhao Zhonghai smiled, hid the sinisterness in his eyes, and replied: "What are you doing? I came here to report the situation in the first area. I didn't expect that Mr. Zhang was here!"

Ye Zhongming frowned: "Mr. Zhang went back to the Shanhe Shelter early in the morning. Did you send him back?"

"Oh, so that's it! Oh, look at my memory, oh, I'm really old!"

Zhao Zhonghai covered his head and walked out with a self-deprecating smile.