Shock! A great start, a miracle happened with the mutation

Before we knew it, everyone was full and their bellies were round.

At this time, the sky gradually dimmed, as if it was a warm end to this beautiful time.

Meng Liang glanced at the remaining soup in the large iron pot, licked his lips, and said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Feng, can I take away the soup in the iron pot?"

This thing is quite delicious when dipped in steamed buns.

It would be such a waste to throw it away.

Seeing Meng Liang's pitiful look, Chu Feng couldn't bear it. He chuckled and said, "I don't want this thing anymore. I will give you some food and water later, enough for you to eat for a month."

"Really?"

Meng Liang and Little Shark suddenly became excited.

Chu Feng smiled, opened the space ring, and took out a bunch of supplies.

Including ham sausage, bread, mineral water, steamed buns, canned meat, etc.

"Brother, you are so good to us."

Meng Liang and Little Shark were so moved that they almost cried.

Even Leng Yaxuan, who had always criticized Chu Feng, expressed her gratitude to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng waved his hand, "We are all friends, and we should help each other. There is no need to be polite to me. It's getting late, so you should go back early."

Leng Yaxuan put away the supplies, said hello to Chu Feng, and teleported away with Meng Liang and others.

...

Returning to the shelter, Chu Feng entered the fortress and immediately opened the friend group.

Qin Sheng: Brothers, Chu Feng really guessed it right. Not a single treasure box dropped today.

Lin Miaomiao: Fortunately, I listened to Chu Feng’s suggestion yesterday and exchanged a lot of food in the trading hall. Otherwise, the days to come will be difficult.

Zhu Jun: My friend spent all his money yesterday and exchanged all his savings for food and water, so that he can sit back and relax in the days to come.

Jiang Dawei: Brothers, let’s discuss something. Can I exchange some food with you?

Lin Miaomiao: Can't you just go to the trading floor? Why exchange in the group?

Jiang Dawei: I just took a look. There are not many people selling food and mineral water in the trading hall. Even if there were, the price would be ridiculously high and I simply couldn't afford it.

Qin Sheng: There are no treasure chests dropped anywhere today. Maybe for this reason, no one is selling food in the trading hall.

Lin Miaomiao: Didn’t you change on the trading floor yesterday?

Jiang Dawei: No.

Han Dong: Me too.

Feng Xingping: It’s your own fault! Who told you not to listen to Chu Feng? You are really asking for trouble and do not deserve mercy!

Jiang Dawei was about to cry: Who could have thought that such a thing would really happen?

Zhang Qiang: If you listen to people's advice to eat enough, take it as a lesson and remember it next time.

Han Dong: Didn’t you encourage us not to listen to Chu Feng? Why are you making such sarcastic remarks? Are you so mean?

Zhang Qiang: What do I say? Don't you have any judgment yourself?

Han Dong: ....

Jiang Dawei: Zhang Qiang, did you redeem food yesterday?

Zhang Qiang: No.

Jiang Dawei: Then you are not worried at all?

Zhang Qiang: What am I worried about? My buddy picked up a gold treasure chest in the early stage. With this gold treasure chest as a base, I can easily survive for a month.

Jiang Dawei: Grass! I didn’t redeem the food because of your slander. You must make it up to me. If there is not enough food later, I will ask you for it.

Zhang Qiang said disdainfully: You are a manure digger and you still want to threaten me?

Jiang Dawei: I am not an ordinary manure collector. I have been promoted to level 5 and am the leader in the world of manure collectors! If you don't give me food, I'll beat you with a shit spoon!

Zhang Qiang: I admit that I can't beat you, but we are in two cities, what can you do to me?

Jiang Dawei: I’ll wipe it!

Seeing this, Chu Feng silently closed the friend group.

At this moment, the private message icon lit up.

The person who sent the private message was Lu Xinyuan: Chu Feng, how are you? Is my prediction okay?

Chu Feng: I believe you.

Lu Xinyuan: As agreed, can you give me food?

Chu Feng: From now on, I will take care of your food.

Lu Xinyuan: This feeling of being taken care of is really refreshing!

Chu Feng: ....

Lu Xinyuan: Don’t get me wrong, my sexual orientation is okay, I just made a metaphor.

Chu Feng: If you make such disgusting metaphors again, don’t even think about getting any food from me.

Lu Xinyuan: It won’t happen next time.

Later, Chu Feng gave Lu Xinyuan some food, almost a week's worth.

Then he closed the private message and opened the trading floor.

As Jiang Dawei said, there are very few players selling food and mineral water, and the prices are ridiculously expensive.

A piece of bread is priced at 10 contribution points, and a bottle of mineral water is priced at 12 contribution points.

Seeing this price, Chu Feng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

I have a large amount of food and mineral water stored in my hand, and I bought another batch yesterday. If I sell it, I will definitely make a lot of money.

However, Chu Feng was not in a hurry to sell.

Now is not the best time. There are still more than 20 days before the end of the third phase of the test. If we wait a few days, the price will rise.

By then, you will make more money.

At this time, Chu Feng seemed to have turned into a profiteer, with a shrewd light shining in his eyes.

Later, I browsed the trading floor.

The silver whistle gun hanging in the trading hall yesterday had been exchanged for money.

Sure enough, he still knows the goods.

I got 1,000 contribution points, so happy.

After browsing for a while, Chu Feng unexpectedly discovered that a player named Bao Xingtong posted a message selling experience books and asked for a private chat.

Experience books are used for upgrading. They are needed no matter what profession, and their value is self-evident.

Is such a good thing for sale?

What do you think?

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then contacted the other party: Brother, do you sell experience books? What quality? What to exchange for?

Bao Xingtong: Do you want a low-grade experience book or a medium-grade experience book? The exchange prices between the two are different.

Chu Feng probed: Do you have many experience books?

Listening to Bao Xingtong, do you have more than one experience book in your hand?

No matter how many there are, just round them up!

Just so arrogant.

Bao Xingtong: There are five books in total, two medium-grade experience books and three low-grade experience books.

Chu Feng was a little confused: You have so many experience books, why don't you keep them for yourself?

Bao Xingtong: I am a chef. Even if I am promoted a few levels, it will not make much difference. It is better to exchange for supplies.

Chu Feng was relieved.

Chef is a lifestyle profession, and the prospects for lifestyle professions are bleak.

Unless you can keep improving like him.

Otherwise, it really doesn't make much sense.

Just like Jiang Dawei, even if he is promoted to level 5, he is still a manure digger and cannot change his destiny.

Bao Xingtong: After asking so many questions, do you want an experience book?

Chu Feng: I want all five copies. You can set a price.

Bao Xingtong was overjoyed: If you want them all, I will give you a preferential price, one hundred catties of pork. I only want pork, and I'm not interested in anything else. There's no need to negotiate a pound less.

Chu Feng was slightly startled: Deal.

One hundred pounds of pork can be exchanged for five experience books?

Why do you feel like you picked it up for free?