Chapter 299: King Of Cost-effectiveness: Protein Block
The weather is hot, and it only enters night protection time at 8 PM.
And daytime starts at 5:40 AM, shortening the safe time.
Yu Jiang parked the car in the middle of the road, only relaxing slightly when the sky gradually darkened and night protection activated.
The corroded trouser leg from earlier needs to be cut off, but the pants can still be worn.
Yu Jiang tried discarded plastic and iron sheets; the corrosiveness is extremely strong.
The plastic deformed and melted, the iron sheets with paint emitted white smoke, the surface paint was corroded away, and the underlying metal became noticeably brittle.
Luckily, not much got on her, and it didn’t corrode her skin.
After tidying up, Yu Jiang took out pork ribs with rice and cucumber meatball soup for dinner, which was fresh and fragrant, and one bite dissipated the fatigue of the day.
Tonight she plans to refine a batch of medicine: summer cooling powder, burn ointment, repair paste, healing potion, and so on, to cope with the parallel road ahead.
It’s just haze, no radiation, so no need for a filter mask; a mask or scarf can block the harmful particles floating in the air, with less load than a face mask and not as uncomfortable to wear.
She has all these things, so no need to worry for now.
The public screen is currently filled with anxious emotions; most people didn’t get any supplies after a whole day.
Many people still haven’t received armor; there are only so many high-level crafting players, the number of armor they can craft in a day is limited, and materials are insufficient.
Unable to buy reasonably priced armor from merchant caravans, they can only grit their teeth and buy at high prices from others.
Even more expensive is one thing, but quality isn’t guaranteed; even the beggar-version filter masks that couldn’t sell before, the ones with yellowed eye mask parts, are now several hundred crystal coins.
Everyone knows the road ahead is tougher, so everyone wants to stock up as much as possible; many items on the trading platform have been bought out, leaving only outrageously expensive ones for desperate buyers.
For example, healing potions at double the price—no one buys them normally, but when you’re about to die, you have to accept it no matter how expensive.
Bang Bang One Punch: [One bottle of water = two vegetable canned food or luncheon meat / one pure meat canned food? Before, one can could be exchanged for several bottles of water.]
Shadow Master: [You won’t die without canned food, but you will without water. Two bottles of unfiltered water can even be exchanged for one stewed pork with preserved vegetable self-heating rice.]
Shishi Ruyi: [The one trading for water is me ‘crying’—the self-heating rice I didn’t even dare to eat myself. Our old 003 zone is really too poor.]
Bitter Melon is Not as Bitter as Me: [Don’t mention it, regret not stocking more water. Road monsters have become valuable, supplies have risen in price, selling monster info only needs 10 crystal coins, don’t want to eat protein block tonight.]
Protein Block Immortal: [What? You look down on protein blocks! Eating them, they’re actually pretty tasty.]
word duck: [Tried the new recovery liquid, raw material American cockroach ‘smiling’ slightly sweet, smells fishy and stinky, smells bad but tastes okay.]
A medicinal herbs grocery wholesale: [Then what about me who drank vomit?]
Protein Block Immortal: [Protein blocks are really fine, don’t smell bad either.]
Eat Sh*t But Can’t Poop Person: [You’re selling protein blocks, aren’t you?!]
Protein Block Immortal: [How did you know! Selling protein blocks, trading for scarves, water.]
Stinky Tofu Stall Owner: [111, I have extra scarves.]
Previously, everyone chose compressed biscuits over protein blocks because they couldn’t get past the mental hurdle of the protein blocks’ raw materials.
Now compressed biscuits are too dry, requiring more water to eat, making protein blocks the king of cost-effectiveness.
They fill you up without losing too much moisture; long-term consumption may cause nutritional deficiencies in the body, but eating with rice and flour is fine.
The King Called Me to Patrol the Mountain: [Later I’ll clear out a batch of old fabric to hand to the merchant caravan to make into scarves, also protective goggles, a small amount of vacuum-packed food—probably expired but edible, picked up from the battlefield, average quality, average price, those who need it can bid themselves. There should be some protective clothing materials too, not sure if enough to sell.]
Yu Jiang picked up quite a few things in the urban area and battlefield recently.
The battlefield map is full of scrap, but some houses still have usable things; with good luck, you can pick up city emergency supplies with relatively intact packaging.
She picked up water, canned food, and protective clothing when dismantling abandoned transport vehicles.
But the stuff looks quite dirty, most protective clothing is torn, covered in bloodstains and dust, with various scattered trash nearby.
If not looked at closely, you wouldn’t realize they’re supplies; Yu Jiang used fire tongs and a sack, wearing a mask and old gloves, rummaging for a long time and taking away everything usable.
It took up 7 space grids, all packed full in sacks and urea bags, not yet sorted.
City challenge instances are full of discarded items, but plenty of usable supplies; those few days were all about challenging instances and gathering supplies, then entering the battlefield afterward, still not fully sorted.
As soon as Yu Jiang spoke, the public screen lagged for a second, then erupted in cheers.
Aladdin Nerve: [Sis, you’re awesome ‘thumbs up’—you picked up so much from the battlefield and still got first in the entire zone? Your battlefield and mine seem different.]
Luò Tuó Xiángzi: [Big Shot, Big Shot! Without you, how am I supposed to survive!]
Qing Piaopiao: [‘big cry’ Why didn’t you say earlier? Just bought an old goggle at a high price, still smells bad.]
Cheng Wang Bai Kou: [Yeah, made us rush to collect supplies and get scammed.]
Pure Love Cockroach Spicy Spicy: [You two got arrogant after a bit of booze? Since when do we need your permission to post messages?]
Bitter Melon is Not as Bitter as Me: [Front ones, don’t stir things up, affecting everyone buying supplies.]
Yu Jiang directly blacklisted them for trading; they can go buy the ‘say earlier’ supplies.
She picks up supplies to earn crystal coins; otherwise, why bother with the effort of recycling and sorting, at fair prices to maintain the market.
The profits given to team members and merchant caravans will eventually return to her in other ways.
Some people aren’t worth trading with, and she won’t indulge them.
Cheng Wang Bai Kou: [No, I didn’t say anything, why was I blacklisted?!]
Shishi Ruyi: [Big Shot, ignore them. Do you need help sorting? Just 30 crystal coins.]
Old Jar Pickled Mustard: [Me me me, 20 crystal coins is fine.]
Big Hammer 80: [Sis, I’ll do it for free! Just give me a friend slot.]
Shishi Ruyi: [Involution, huh??]
The King Called Me to Patrol the Mountain: [No need, on personal road.]
The one blacklisted earlier kept sending question marks, and those trying to smooth things over—Yu Jiang ignored them.
She opened the side sky curtain of the RV, moved out the folding table and chairs, and hauled out several bags of supplies.
After all, they were picked from the battlefield, and she worried about missed scans; dragging them outside avoids polluting the RV interior.
Plus these supplies are indeed a bit dirty, so Yu Jiang deliberately waited until night to handle them, perfect for washing up later.
Night temperature is still 33 degrees, muggy but much better than daytime.
Yu Jiang sat on the picked-up folding chair, equipped with mask, gloves, and fire tongs.
Just a bit dirty packaging, but vacuum-packed compressed biscuits that can still be eaten after wiping clean.
Sealed supply packs also have canned food, chocolate, windproof lighter, flashlight, and other emergency survival supplies.
These are apocalypse city strategic supplies, good quality with super long shelf life.
