Chapter 13: Doomsday Mobile Store 12

After breakfast, I counted my belongings fancyly:

A garbage gun, two twelve-round magazines, a car full of snacks, and a fat little sister.

No money, no happiness.

At this time, Ji Qinyu came over and gave her two candies.

Fancy thought it was for her, and was about to dislike it first, saying that she would not eat such a sweet and greasy child's stuff, but she was forced to live up to the "sister's kindness", and reluctantly threw it into her mouth.

In the end, Ji Qinyu said, "Go and give it to the two children over there."

Fancy: "......"

She threw it back to Ji Qinyu expressionlessly:

"It's okay if you warm the world, and you still pull me, don't do it."

Ji Qinyu said earnestly:

"I sincerely advise you based on my experience as the heroine of twelve books, don't be so indifferent, or you will be sprayed with selfishness by readers."

Fancy: "I think I'm selfish, do I need someone else to tell me?"

Ji Qinyu felt that she had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, and said directly:

"Recently, the chapter reviews of this book have exploded, and readers are almost spraying you, which is not good for your future development."

Fancy hesitated for a moment: "...Chapter comments?"

Ji Qinyu said: "Yes, every novel that is still on the mission is in a serialized state, and there are real readers who follow the comments."

"There are only 12 chapters in this book, and almost every chapter reader is talking about you."

"I opened it today, and a reader wrote a 3,000-word long comment to analyze your character. The popularity is high, but most of you are scolding you, so I won't read it to you one by one."

"Most of them say that you are too indifferent and selfish, you are not forgiving, and you like to cause trouble."

This sums it up pretty well.

In the end, Ji Qinyu gave her a daily crit: "Fortunately, you don't have a system, so you can't see comments."

Fancy and expressionless took a sip of water:

"I am this kind of person. They are right. If you don't like it, just click the cross. Don't read a novel to make yourself angry. Why bother."

Ji Qinyu still wanted to persuade her to restrain herself properly, at least she had to pretend to show it to readers.

In this way, there are more character pens than hearts, and readers will reward the characters individually, and these data will become rewards for those who play the role after the end.

The result is a fancy way of saying, "I don't need people to like me."

She was not the kind of likable child since she was a child. She was not good at studying, she was not obedient and well-behaved, and she also had a prickly mouth.

When my aunt is angry, she will call her a dead house, and she will feel bad for both eyes.

This is actually quite vicious, and normal parents would not scold their children like this.

But Qin Yan is not a normal woman, let alone a qualified parent, and the child she raises is naturally not a healthy girl living in the sun.

Fancy grew up stumbling over her beatings and scolding.

Since childhood, I have been labeled as "unlovable" by myself.

Compared with this, she cares more about whether the money in her hand is enough to be squandered, and more about the sense of security that money brings her to her temporary storage.

As for what other people think of her, fuck it.

Ji Qinyu said subconsciously: "But I like you, I don't want others to hate you."

Fancy stunned.

This was the first time she had heard someone say that in her more than 20 years of life.

While she felt incredible, she also found it funny:

"How long have you known me? You will hate me in the future, think I'm a rotten person, don't talk about shit, I'm greedy and hypocritical, okay, don't bullshit me here and coax me into being a good person for you, I It's no use telling you."

Ji Qinyu wanted to say something else, but saw the little young cat with blue fur running over from the waist yesterday.

Fancy sent her back to the carriage, holding her chest and waiting for Blue Hair to speak.

Lan Mao said, "I'm doing private work behind Company Commander Chen's back. Don't say you've seen me today."

"I can't do anything about it either. Don't look at my good looks in the team. In fact, I can't even smoke a cigarette."

Fancy actually wanted to say, are you an idiot with the surname Bai? He knows exactly what the people in the team do.

Otherwise, the mayor is really blind.

But she held back and didn't speak.

She first gave Lanmao a drawing of the engineering size of a 4.5mm ordinary bullet, but the other party looked confused.

Fancy: "Are you a brain? Coconut shells are better than you. If you can't understand the numbers, study it yourself."

Lan Mao was angry, but he felt guilty that he hadn't read a book for a few years, so he didn't have the confidence to choke with her, so he could only swallow his anger.

After scolding him, Fancy threw him a box of Hongtashan from his bag and said:

"This is the deposit. As long as you can make one that is exactly the same as the drawing, I will hire you for a long time. The compensation is easy to say."

Lan Mao's eyes were straight, and he licked his lips involuntarily.

He hadn't smoked for a long time, and even if he got one or two occasionally, he would exchange them all for biscuits and bread.

Whatever he said, he had to study it.

Fancy saw him happily leaving, and was about to turn around when she suddenly saw the treasured mother talking to a man behind the car with two cigarettes in her hands.

Bao Ma seems to be begging for a man, and keeps putting two cigarettes into the man's hand.

The man looked embarrassed and said, "You two cigarettes can be exchanged for one tablet of amoxicillin at most, and if you exchange cephalosporin... No, it's too little."

Mommy seems to have just cried, her eyes are still red:

"Please... Song Song has been sick for two days and has been coughing all the time. I'm afraid that it will take a long time to get pneumonia. Now in the end of the world, if I get sick, I can only wait to die. I beg you, Brother Yang... .."

As she spoke, she began to cry softly.

When a normal person sees this, what they should think in their minds is:

This woman's child is ill, this woman is so ugly, and so on.

But it's fancy but it's like a slap in the face, full of keywords such as "cigarettes" and "exchange".

"What are you looking at?" Ji Qinyu walked to her side and followed her gaze.

Fancy grabbed her and her eyes brightened: "I see."

"What do you know?" Ji Qinyu looked blank.

Fancy said: "Cigarettes can replace currency! Especially in the early days of the apocalypse, social rules collapsed, value collapsed, and there was no hard currency that could be circulated. Cigarettes will soon become the mainstream currency in this world. Because it is easier to store than food, and also A more valuable scale..."

The most convincing point is that cigarettes once became the currency of D country during World War II.

During the war, country D also lacked food and water, and social rules collapsed.

How similar is it to the present end times.

Another point is that my aunt has been in prison before, and every time she visits the prison, she will ask Fancy to bring more cigarettes.

In prison, cigarettes are just another form of money.

So far, Fancy has not seen anything like nuclei appear.

Then, cigarettes become currency is an inevitable trend.

If she wants to make money, she just needs to hoard a lot of tobacco and resell it before the government issues a new currency.

It would be a terrifying wealth.