Chapter 7: Doomsday Mobile Store 6

ignorant girl fancy says:

"Don't ask me, I don't know why, anyway, now you and I are on the same boat, we have to find a way to survive in this apocalypse."

Ji Qinyu's cognition was a little broken.

In the past, she had 100% confidence in the system and the bookstore, but now such a big bug has appeared!

There are missionaries who have no system!

"Are you...really a tasker?" Ji Qinyu asked again, struggling to save his three views.

Fancy: "Look at my sincere eyes."

Ji Qinyu: "..." I didn't see anything other than that it looked good.

She suddenly thought of something: "You won't be doing a mission for the first time, right??!"

Fancy hum.

Ji Qinyu's bubbly eyes showed despair.

She herself has fought against the five scumbags, and she may have gotten through this mission by virtue of the heroine's halo.

But now a new rookie has been added!

In order to ensure the happy ending of the novel, as the heroine, she cannot let her relatives lose their lives.

Double difficulty... cool.

Ji Qinyu regretted it a hundred times. If you don't mix good food texts, what kind of sci-fi apocalyptic texts are here.

She took a deep breath and patted her fancy back firmly:

"Don't be afraid, follow me in danger, I will protect you with the halo of the heroine."

Fancy and silent glanced at her trembling legs, thinking about whether to hold her tightly in her arms and coax her as a baby.

There are some doubts, this baby is V5 level, she should have done many tasks, how can she be so timid?

Forget it, first ask her if she knows Auntie.

Ji Qinyu's face was confused: "The third woman? I don't know, I just got two pieces."

"What shards?" Fancy heard my aunt talking about the shards of the world many times, but she never quite understood it.

Ji Qinyu saw her eagerness for knowledge, thought about it and said:

"Let me give you a brief introduction to the book city world."

"Book City World is a transit station for Kuaichuan. In fact, it is a reading APP. There are many kinds of books in it, such as modern romance, ancient romance, fantasy and so on."

"The task of the tasker is to change the novel with a bad ending in the book city world into a happy ending."

Having said that, Ji Qinyu paused for a while:

"After all, today's readers don't want to read abusive articles anymore. If there is no market, they will catch us strong men to rewrite them."

"But every novel that needs to be rewritten is different."

"The more difficult the book, the more fragments."

"The fragments have important information about the book, such as the title, synopsis, memories of plot characters, and more."

"Take our current eschatological text as an example. Although there are four fragments, I have only collected two."

"The information provided to me by these two fragments does not have the information of the third woman you mentioned, only the memory of the original heroine and the exact time when the end of the world comes."

Fancy: "...So, when will the end of the world come?"

After chatting for so long, they seemed to have forgotten the most important thing.

Ji Qinyu was also stunned for a moment, then swallowed hard and asked her what day it was today.

Fancy says today is May 6th.

Ji Qinyu: (°Д°≡°Д°)

"...The first batch of zombies will appear tomorrow night."

Five minutes later, Fancy took her to the place where the van was parked, pointing to the large van several meters high:

"Come in, we're running out of time."

Ji Qinyu: "...Ah?"

Fancy frowning: "Aren't you the heroine? Shouldn't the heroine of the end of the world have space?"

Ji Qinyu: "......"

"You didn't?" Fancy realized something was wrong.

What kind of rubbish novel is this, the author should go home and herd the sheep.

Ji Qinyu saw her haunted expression, and said quickly, "Wait a minute, I'll brew for a while."

This brewing took place all night.

Fancy fell asleep directly against the van.

The next day, Huahuan just opened one eye and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

On the wall of the carriage facing her, there is a big black hole!

It's very deep, as if you can't see the end!

Obviously, the wall of this compartment is not even a fist thick!

Fancy swish open the door and look from the outside of the car - no holes!

As if this deep hole was stuck to the wall of the carriage.

At this time, Ji Qinyu crawled out of the black hole sleepily.

Fancy watched her round body slowly squeeze out, and asked, "Space power?"

Ji Qinyu nodded, and told the fancy story about her brewing process last night.

Fancy is really kneeling.

After listening to aunt talking about so many novels, have never seen this kind of space ability.

"Can you make this hole disappear again?"

Ji Qinyu raised his hand and drew again on the edge of the hole, then disappeared,

Not the slightest trace was left on the door, as if everything just now was a fancy illusion.

She took out a piece of toilet paper at random: "try on the paper again."

Ji Qinyu did as he did, and a fist-sized black hole appeared on the thin layer of paper.

Ji Qinyu said that the space inside is about the size of a bedroom.

Fancy folds and twists the paper, and the holes on it have no effect.

That is to say, whether it is paper, clothes, or even skin, a small space can be attached.

Fancy immediately thought of his own van.

If you draw a door-shaped hole on the wall of the carriage, wouldn't it be an extra mobile warehouse?

After breakfast, the sisters went straight to the wholesale market.

Ji Qinyu gave her part of the money to be fancy again, saying that it was a unified expenditure.

Because it is troublesome, fancy means simply ordering a convenience store, or a supermarket or something.

Anyway, now they have more than one million liquidity on hand.

However, it is not realistic to open a regular store in a short period of time, so the two took measures to short the wholesale market.

In the end, didn't buy a lot of serious food, but spent a huge amount of money to buy a mountain of snacks.

Fancy has no self-consciousness at all. If you see something delicious, you will pay for it.

It's the kind of person who spends money like she's talking about.

Fancy has always adhered to the values ​​of being in a hurry, and regardless of the landslides and tsunamis tomorrow, the quality of life must not decline.

In a word, let's talk about it first.

After sweeping the wholesale market, Fancy finally found out with conscience that eating too much junk food would be bad for health and affect the speed of escape.

Therefore, it is recommended to buy some grains, oil and salt, and occasionally cook for yourself to improve the food.

Of course, the task of cooking was left to Ji Qinyu.

Fancy can't cook, and even if she can, she won't move.

When she can solve it with money, she will never do it herself.

Ji Qinyu shook her head decisively after hearing her suggestion:

"I've cooked enough. The reason why I picked up this post-apocalyptic essay is that I don't want to cook anymore. If you throw it to me, I'll strike."

Although Ji Qinyu has a v5 level, she has always been in the world in food literature before.

She said it resolutely, like a hero who would rather die than give up.

Fancy: "Then pay for it."

Then the two went to several hotels in the city, placed orders frantically, and asked the chefs to pack the prepared dishes into vacuum compression bags.

When you want to eat it, just heat it up and unpack it.

In the end, Fancy also asked someone to reinforce the truck, install bulletproof glass, and replace it with a high-efficiency engine.

This one item alone cost more than 200,000 yuan. After all, it is illegal to modify vehicles without permission.

They can only hire professionals on the black market for talent at high prices.

As a result, by the end of the day, their savings were running low.

The temporary worker brother wiped his sweat and asked if they wanted to open a canteen.

Ji Qinyu was eating crispy fries: "We can't eat it by ourselves."

The little brother glanced at her body shape and silently said nothing.

When the accounts were settled in the afternoon, Ji Qinyu asked:

"How much money do we have on hand? Why do I think it's durable?"

Fancy: "Oh, forgot to tell you, the ex-boyfriend sold it for half a million."