Infinite games: I become a god by krypton gold

Just do what you say, Shen Yin left the tent early the next morning, and came back with two sacks at noon when there were the most people.

And the image she uses is that of the uncle who sells net red shrimp dumplings.

She stayed in Huo Xiao's tent for half an hour before leaving.

As soon as she left, the neighbors who lived in the next tent came to inquire about the news.

Huo Xiao explained to them in a low voice according to the pre-arranged speech.

"This is my cousin. He used to be a special soldier. He often teamed up with his friends to search for supplies. This time we came to rely on him specially."

"Ah, you said you want to exchange gold, silver and jewels, don't you think that you can still use them after the end of the world?"

"What? You said that the end times can't end? Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I have great confidence in our Blue Star, the end times will definitely end!"

Seeing Huo Xiao bragging about not making drafts, Zhikong secretly gave Zhizhi a glare again.

Even Huo Xiao, who has always been icy, has improved, but his wisdom hasn't developed his brain at all.

If you talk too much, you will feel tired, and if you don't talk, you will panic.

Sending off the neighbors who came to inquire about the news, Shen Yin just returned to her original state at this time.

She didn't just pretend to be "cousin" just now, she even walked around the mission hall with "cousin" on her face.

Back in the tent, everyone sat down for a meeting, and Shen Yin used a soundproof note.

"There are also supernatural beings in this game world, but I'm not sure if they are the opponent players." Shen Yin's eyebrows were heavy, because there are more than 2000 supernatural beings registered in the mission hall.

If they are all opponent players, it will be very unfavorable to their team.

Huo Xiao frowned, and unconsciously knocked on the edge of the iron bed with his fingers, "I don't think we should rush to find out about those opponents, because here we not only have to face opponents, but also countless Mutants...and the survivors."

"Survivor?" Cheng Yuanyuan didn't understand very well, so he asked directly.

Zhou Qian rubbed her head, "Yeah, survivors, another way of saying it is 'people's hearts', because you never know how bad people's hearts can be."

Cheng Yuanyuan seemed to understand, but vaguely understood what it meant.

She understands, wisdom still doesn't understand anything, but fortunately he is obedient, anyway, he will do what they say, without any influence.

Zhikong twirled the beads, and said softly, "Then after the exchange of supplies this time, let's go out and collect the supplies. By the way, we can also find a chance to probe the bottom of those supernatural beings and see what they are. Condition."

Zhou Qian: "Agreed, let's see if it is the same as the zombie game before, in case there is any surprise..."

Several people looked at each other, revealing a tacit smile.

After discussing the next arrangement, after lunch, the few people took their things to the small market again to set up a stall.

This time they also met a few familiar people in the small market, all survivors who were in the same carriage as them before.

Among them was Zhang Yanyan, who was with a child. Her booth had "T-shirts, socks" written on cardboard.

Shen Yin couldn't bear to look at the child with sallow skin, she carried a bag of steamed buns in a black plastic bag from the space and walked over.

"Aunt Zhang, I want to change some pairs of socks."

As soon as Zhang Yanyan saw that it was Shen Yin, how could she accept her supplies, took her to pick out socks from the curtain behind, and even insisted on giving her a few more T-shirts.

Shen Yin had no choice but to accept it, then secretly put down the steamed buns, and put a small bag of rice when she didn't notice.

She originally wanted to put milk powder, but the smell of milk powder is easy to smell, and their orphans and widows live with others, so it is difficult to keep the milk powder, so she dismissed this idea.